Paradise.

I don't know when people called that land.

Clean drinking water, peace of mind walking on the streets during the day, and hepatitis B vaccination.

Things that are insignificant to people elsewhere, as common as air, are precious here like oases in the wilderness.

But in the end, the beautiful kingdom of heaven was short-lived.

Six years later, tensions between Rome and the Russian Union grew, and a sudden bombing burned everything to the ground.

On that day, the whistling blackbird replanted the seeds of hatred on the scorched earth and reaped the rising flames.

Everything fell to the brink of spiraling out of control.

All that was once a promised land is ruins.

Under the pressure of the joint action of the two countries, only the last of the resisters are still trying in vain to save everything.

A loud sound of bombs could be heard in the distance.

The decaying sunset shone in through the broken window, illuminating the blood on Huaishi's forehead and the white hair dyed red with blood.

This has come to this, and nothing can be done.

He hung his head and lit the last cigarette.

"Let's go, Xiaoxian. ”

Huai Shi whispered, "Those beautiful wars worthy of your dedication are over, and you have finished the road you should take, so the time to leave has come." ”

In the reflection of the broken glass, a faint dim light hung over his head, like a shattered crown.

Only the crown of injustice is left for me. ”

He laughed self-deprecatingly.

Behind him, in the shadows where the sun could not shine, a still gentle figure walked out silently, looking down at him: "Do you want me to avenge you?"

"Revenge?"

Huai Shi couldn't help laughing: "Isn't this merit, isn't the earthly kingdom of heaven here created by my expectations? When I die, this undeserved miracle will also return to nothingness with me." Do I have any grievances worth avenging?"

"Are you unwilling?" asked Luo Xian.

Huai Shi shook her head: "No." ”

"No regrets?"

"Nope. ”

So, Luo Xian laughed softly and stroked his cheek: "However, it's not satisfied, right?"

"yes......"

Huai Shi closed her eyes and whispered, "How can we be satisfied, Xiaoxian, how can we make salvation last......

"Who knows?"

Luo Xian shook her head slowly, and finally glanced at him: "These are not things I should think about, but I at least know that I should do something about it, and that is enough." ”

"Is it really enough?" asked Huai Shi.

"Who knows?"

Luo Xian took a step back, turned around, and walked out the door.

There was a faint sound of gunfire coming from outside.

Before that door was pushed open, Huai Shi couldn't help but raise her head and stare at her back: "Xiaoxian, have you really ever been happy?"

Luo Xian's footsteps paused slightly.

"Who knows?"

Again, answer his question in the same words.

The woman turned back, pulled back her broken hair, and gave him a final smile, "If there were, it must have been you." ”

She said, "Goodbye, Huaishi." ”

"Hmm. ”

Huai Shi lowered her eyes: "Goodbye, Xiaoxian." ”

The door closed.

Shots rang out, and then quickly fell silent.

The gunfire rang out again, roared, stopped abruptly, and was repeated.

Finally, in the midst of the roar, everything fell silent.

Only the sound of footsteps was getting closer.

Little by little.

By the end, the broken door collapsed into the dust.

Masked soldiers swam in, their guns pointed at the man in the chair. Even if he was left alone at the end, he was still so vigilant.

Embattled.

The sound of muffled footsteps walked in through the door.

The blood-stained non-commissioned officer crossed the gun forest, walked in front of Huai Shi, looked down at his vicissitudes of life, and gray hair, and asked in a cold voice in Latin:

"Lawyer?"

Are you calling yourself?

Huai Shi didn't know, but she couldn't help laughing.

“My name is Ozymandias，King of Kings。 ”

Huai Shi raised her eyes, stared at the destroyers in front of her, and also stared at the heavenly paradise that was now falling apart, and whispered: "Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"

“Nothing besides remains. Round the decay......”

I am the king of kings, and I dare to convince the gods!

In addition, there is nothing to ......

In this way, he raised his pistol and aimed it at the enemy in front of him.

Huai Shi, pull the trigger.

The roar of gunfire rang out, like a torrential rain, engulfing him.

In the sudden darkness, he smiled and fell to the sky. In his hand, the pistol that spewed out the bunting fell, falling into a pool of blood that was gradually spreading.

Around the ruins of Paradise, only the yellow sand remains.

Lonely and desolate, stretching in all directions.

【The End·19 - The Death of the Pharaoh】

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With the melodious sound of the cello slowly ending, there was a tidal wave of applause in the golden hall.

On the stage, the overly young man stood up, held the cello, and bowed to the audience, but suddenly found that he had unconsciously climbed to a peak that he had never thought of in the past.

Rising Star.

That's what almost everyone calls it.

But this praise made Huai Shi feel stunned and trance from time to time. Is this praise really about oneself, or is it really worthy of such a heavy responsibility?

Isn't that child's play?

Or is it ...... Unconsciously, is it really strong to this extent?

"Congratulations, Huaishi. ”

When Huai Shi walked out of the backstage, Zhao Lao, who had been waiting for a long time, stepped forward, hugged him vigorously, hugged himself, the most outstanding student, and praised him without hesitation: "You are really more genius than I imagined." ”

"You taught me well. ”

"Alright, you two don't flatter each other. The old professor of the Vienna Conservatory watched from the side, and couldn't help laughing: "Let's go, let's go have some wine and celebrate, I know that there is an old bastard who has a bottle of good goods that has been hidden for twenty years in his hand, and he has to let him take it out today." ”

"Teacher, haven't you quit drinking?" asked Zhao Lao.

"Today is a good day for students, and it's always time to celebrate. The old professor took out the car keys, walked in front and waved: "Let's go." ”

Huai Shi and Zhao Lao glanced at each other, shook their heads helplessly, and followed closely.

It was only as he was leaving, that he paused.

In the exit of the audience after the end, a familiar silhouette emerges from the crowd.

Sitting in a wheelchair, she left the crowd silently, noticing his gaze, she looked back, bowed slightly, and disappeared into the crowd silently.

Huai Shi was stunned.

It felt like she had seen it from somewhere, but she couldn't tell.

"Huaishi, what's wrong?" Zhao Lao in front looked over.

"No, nothing. ”

Huai Shi shook her head, retracted her gaze, and turned to leave.

On this day, he finally took a solid step on the path of life that he dreamed of.

A future full of glory and applause awaits him.

Only occasionally when she wakes up from a dream, Huai Shi will get up and sit on a chair, quietly staring at the exotic night scene outside the window, and can't help but think: Will you really feel happy in such a life?

But this is only the insignificant one among countless absurd thoughts.

Nothing.

"What's wrong?"

The wife who woke up grabbed his neck from behind and lowered her head gently: "Nightmare?"

"I just can't sleep, don't worry. ”

Huai Shi clapped her hands, drank the last wine in the glass, returned to the bed, and fell asleep again.

【The End·46 - The Ideal Future】

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With the roaring gunshots, the old lady of the Yin family fell in a pool of blood.

In the crisp sound of the bullet casing falling to the ground, Huai Shi looked down at the old face that was unbelievable to death, but she didn't feel happy, and she couldn't see any difference from the way other people died.

After all, it's all the same when people die.

He dragged his chair, stepped over the corpse at his feet, and sat down in front of the door. Quietly staring at the manor in front of him, there were faint screams, screams, and gunshots in the distance.

Methodical extinction is underway.

In the end, everything fell silent.

Finally, Liu Dongli, who was half bloodstained, walked out from behind the door, bowed his head beside him and reported: "All the people of the Yin family have been cleaned up, but two small children have also been found......"

Huai Shi looked up at him suspiciously.

Such a calm look made Liu Dongli couldn't help but stiffen, and his body was cold.

"You're sick about it, aren't you?"

Huai Shi asked him suspiciously: "If all the people of the Yin family are cleaned up, there will be no two children left."

If it's because the other side is a child, wouldn't we need to open another fast track for the disabled?"

“...... I know. ”

Liu Dongli bowed his head and turned to leave.

After two abrupt noises, there was no unpleasant noise.

Only a resting silence remains.

Huai Shi took a deep breath of the slightly sweet air and closed her eyes.

[The End: Ninety-Two - Washing Blood with Blood]

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Tomorrow's News: Yingzhou Division Headlines

"Monsters from Eastern Xia Landing in Kyushu"

"The Bloody Executioner Approaches China"

"The new head of the Satomi family will go to Kansai"

"The Sword of Calamity: Huai Shi Occupies Osaka"

"His Excellency the Grand Commander of the Kunitsu Department is Approaching the Kanto Region"

"All the People Cheer, [567 Chinese] The Supreme General Arrives in Kyoto"

【The End: Six Hundred and Forty-Four—King's Landing】

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On the TV, the host announced happily: "Recently, China's famous cellist Huai Shi and pianist Ai Qing tied the knot......

【The End: 430】

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"One day is a green day, and a lifetime is a green day!"

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"Go and tell Huai Shi that Liu Dongli is a traitor!"

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"Xiaoqing !!"

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In the far south of the current realm, in the endless wind and snow, the Vientiane celestial sphere roared, and the terrifying heat caused countless ice and snow to melt one after another.

Here, a huge amount of essentia is burned at every moment, and endless possibilities are constantly spreading, spreading, and compiling here......

But now, even the programs of the New World have reached a tipping point.

Overwhelmed.

In it, the branch of the unfolding phenomenon is about to break through tens of thousands of levels, but it is still extending wildly, and endless variables are accumulating and exploding from it.

"The stack is about to overflow!"

Amid the piercing warning, ST looked up in astonishment and looked at the young man suspended in the shadow of the celestial sphere: "Unbelievable, why does his life have so many possibilities?"