Volume 3 Subway II Chapter 27 Death and Rebirth

"We detected that Your Majesty's vital signs are gone," One linked to Number Five through his mother's signaling, "What's going on over there?" ”

"Your Majesty won't allow me to disturb him," Five responded, "and he doesn't want anyone to disturb him." ”

"Activate the highest alert state, Your Majesty has passed away, and the base is currently taken over by Mother."

A dark blue electric current slid through the current in Five's body, and now he was completely a logic-controlled robot, and it walked in

The room with ambiguous lights at the top of the tower, in the middle of the big bed, Summer's face was white, his eyes were closed, his lips were bloodless, and his bare body was cut with nine blood-stained terrible wounds, the knife was fatal, and every wound was overflowing with pus-filled black blood, and the whole room was filled with a sour and rotten stench.

Number Five then found Verna hiding in the corner, wearing a blood-stained coat, she was barefoot, shrunk in the coat, her face was indifferent, the remaining blood in the corners of her eyes had long since dried, and she had no words.

"You murdered Your Majesty," Five's undisguised mechanical voice made her look up in surprise, and then she nodded, like an iceberg relief floating on a sea of ice, making it impossible to see the hidden expression beneath her iceberg.

But she showed no signs of intent on lying, nor did she show any signs of trying to escape. Of course, even if she denied it, it was pointless, and Number Five could easily determine from the scene that everything at the moment was the girl's doing.

Outside the door, Wei Ning walked in out of nowhere, she was wearing pale blue pajamas and reddish-pink slippers on her feet, obviously not yet figuring out what was going on.

The sweet smile she had always maintained was also shattered by the bloody tragedy, leaving only an inexplicable chill in her heart.

Wei Ning frowned and walked up to Summer gently, she gently put her finger in front of Summer's snort, without any breath, he died, this conclusion shocked her heart, she was a little suffocated, a strange feeling that she had never felt before, as if there were countless big drums beating on her heart.

She never imagined that this young man, who was so mysterious that it was impossible to guess his inner thoughts, this man who had always been cautious, this man who had gradually become famous in the underground world, would die like this, so absurdly, so ridiculously.

He can impart the mysterious power called psionic energy to himself, can easily heal radiation and other injuries, can travel unhindered on the ground, can build the highest tower up to the zenith overnight, and all kinds of mysterious aura blesses his body, so that Wei Ning once thought that he was the embodiment of the gods sent to save the underground world, and the savior of this ruin, but now it seems that he is still just an ordinary man, who will be seduced by a woman and die in bed, and will shed red blood when he is stabbed, and even die here.

But this unreal absurdity was unacceptable to her.

Wei Ning glanced slightly at the girl who was leaning on one side indifferently, it was this girl who murdered him, and even the dagger, she didn't bother to hide.

She stabbed him nine times in a row, and poisoned the knife, for fear that he would not die.

"How much do you hate him?" Wei Ning couldn't help but ask, "Stationmaster Verna, what did he do to you?" ”

Verna cursed tighter, but she didn't respond to her.

Wei Ning looked at No. 5 and found that he was just guarding the door, neither had any intention of cleaning up Mr. Summer's body, nor did he have any intention of arresting the girl, was he planning to put Wilna under house arrest? Eccentric, as eccentric as Mr. Summer.

"I always thought you were a sane person, and I've always been fair, people say you're a hero at Grey River Station."

"Heroes must do something," her voice was cold and soft, like a breeze, "I can't save the station, and I can't save my sister, but I can save the others," she held out her bloody fingers and looked at it in a daze, "Can you keep your sanity?" After you have lost everything. ”

Wei Ning thought of the family who was burned alive by herself, and the home that was reduced to ashes, she already had the answer, but now that she said it to the girl, I am afraid she would not listen to it.

Also, who can believe that she would burn her own blood relatives with her own hands?

"I'm sorry," Wei Ning sighed softly, "your actions will throw this place back into chaos, and I can't understand how you, who were once the stationmaster of Grey River, would do that." ”

Vilna's indifferent eyes stared straight at Summer, and she spat out word by word, "He's the one to blame for all the turmoil." With that, she actually giggled, but the tears couldn't stop dripping, and her crazy expression made Wei Ning have to take a few steps back.

Wei Ning looked at Summer, who was still lying in a pool of blood, "Mr. Five, isn't it good to let Mr. Summer bleed here?" ”

Five's state made her strange, he just stood indifferently in the doorway, motionless, like a living statue, and the expression on his face was more like a static picture.

The men were all getting weird, and Vilna didn't get any response.

She had to put her gaze back on the bed, where the once handsome young man was now withered and thin, like a dried corpse that had been drained of water.

After clearing the lair, he was almost the most popular man at Grey River Station, the girls smiling shyly at him, the women screaming feverishly at him, and even the soldiers of the guard chanting his name, but now, he was ugly and rotten, and his body exuded a strong stench, and everything that had before seemed to turn into rotten sand and stone in an instant.

Death was vividly embodied in him.

It wasn't long before Number One came in from outside, followed by a couple of numbered gentlemen. He first swept Summer's body mechanically, then looked at the dagger that had been thrown on the ground, he picked it up and sniffed it, and then touched it with his fingers, not afraid of the toxin on it.

"Take Your Majesty back," he instructed the few Mr. Numbered behind him, and then squinted his eyes at the bloody girl, "Detain her for the time being, Miss Wining, please keep it a secret, we must hide the truth." ”

Concealing the truth? What truth is being hidden? What else is the truth about this, unless the dead can be resurrected, others will know sooner or later.

The two numbered gentlemen then approached the bloody girl, but she just stood up on her own, "I can go." She gathered her clothes and looked at the corpse again.

Number One nodded, and asked the other Mr. Number to pick up Summer's body, and the few of them left the bedroom that had once belonged to Summer, leaving Wei Ning alone in a daze with the blood-stained sheets.

There was a red paste everywhere, like dark brown snowflakes, a kiss of his blood, a miracle he had worked that had not saved him from death.

The thought of the man who had once sat in the tower dying like this, she had a wonderful feeling in her heart, a feeling she had never felt before

She lay gently on the soft bed, sniffing the stinking blackened blood, letting it wet her clothes, and she closed her eyes, immersed in the magical experience.

Oh, the smell of death, she thought, the flame lines on her body became more shining, and she could even see the veins flowing in it, and she suddenly felt a little regretful, it would be even better if the corpse was still there.

She only felt a little surprised that there was some wetness between her legs, which she had never been like before, except for that kiss.

Soon, she regained her composure, and she approached the window, outside the tower, the dust was in the air, and the beasts roared at her among the towering abandoned floors.

Clamour.

She looked down, and directly opposite the tower, the busy inhabitants, the old women of the train gang gathered the several layers of fruit and vegetable gardens planted in the clearing, each with its own plants, and the young men who were in charge of handling the bodies of the beasts that had been shot, laboriously peeling off the fur, cutting the flesh and bones, and then drying them to their contented contentment.

Not far from the factory, puffs of white smoke were whining out

Thirty years of silence were poured into the air again, the roads were cleared of abandoned cars and stones, old trucks roared back onto the road, and children watched as it rumbled to the factory not far away, where everything looked very happy.

Did it change because of Mr. Summer's departure? She didn't know.

The next morning, she was summoned to the top of the Aurora Base for a "farewell ceremony", she didn't know what it was, but she knew that it was mostly related to Mr. Summer's death.

The top floor is a surprisingly empty hall shrouded in a pale blue dome. When Venin arrived, all the Gentlemen of the Aurora Base were there, prostrate on the ground, whispering a prayer to a circular capsule in the middle, as if they were facing some great being.

This was true of everyone but her, who was religious, and who did everything in their power to show their humility, which made her the only one standing seem out of place.

Should I get on my knees? Wei Ning pondered for a moment, but was still determined to stand in front of his corpse

The dead are not supposed to be greater than the living, and she did not kneel when Mr. Summer was alive.

"The dead on the stage are the greatest emperor of our Galactic Empire," One is as devout as a believer, "He is the Lord of Synthesis, the Guardian of the Tower, the embodiment of the Galactic Master"

Another person replied in a loud voice, "He is the savior of the stars in the night sky, the guide of the nebula mist, the father of all the star gods, and the great enemy of all aliens and natural disasters, he is the immortal Galactic Emperor."

"May he wake up soon and gaze upon us again" a third voice sounded, "May he be freed from the anguish of a short slumber and guide us once more." ”

Finally, all the synths shouted in unison, "We welcome you back, Your Majesty." ”

A group of fanatical believers, Wei Ning commented in her heart, and it was too pompous, Summer was not as omnipotent as they said, otherwise he would not have been killed by a girl who was not yet an adult at the head of the bed, what more shameful way to die than this?

I'm afraid that even Mr. Summer himself would despise such a way of dying.

But their godly greetings made her feel strange, and they said he would come back, what did that mean?

Could it be that they are saying that the dead can also be resurrected? She could not comment on their claims, but soon she saw another miracle that was perhaps no worse than the resurrection.

I saw that the coffin-shaped capsule was flying, although it was very illusory, but it was indeed flying and flying was a very distant thing for human beings, before the old times, people used flight to discover the other side of the planet, opening the pace of the era of ruins, and now, she raised her head to see that the flying capsule was getting smaller and smaller, dragging a long string of burning flames and disappearing into the clouds, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

"Where did you send him?" She asked.

"The end of the stars," One told her, "the paradise lost of the gods." ”

"It's the center of the Galactic Empire," corrected the mother, "and there, he'll be treated, and soon His Majesty will be back." ”

"Can you really resurrect the dead?" Wei Ning had never been so gaffe, "How is that possible?" ”

In response, Mr. One smiled kindly, "Not all dead people, only His Majesty is special, and his body structure has been carefully modified by the Imperial biologists. ”

Wei Ning was even more confused, "And what is he?" Also, what is an empire? ”

Mr. One turned, "It doesn't matter, Miss Winning, what matters is how you choose." ”

Wei Ning took a deep look at One, and behind him, the indifferent and inorganic Mr. Number, "What's the point of how I choose?" When you invited me to this special ceremony, no one told me I had a choice. "Full Book - Free Full Book Reading Network