Chapter 128: The Parting of the Dead

Like water and fire, light and darkness, elegance and savagery have always been considered opposites. When they appear in the same person, like seeing the scorching moonlight in the dark night, it is difficult for mortals to distinguish whether this is truth or falsehood.

My lord kills like wine, and he is drunk and drunk, but he has eroded his whole body.

You think you're at the end of your rope, trembling in the bitter cold of winter, and he smiles and lets it go; You think you've escaped, and you're about to embrace the spring breeze, and he slashes you gently.

You are frustrated in the corpses all over the ground, and you are wagging your tail and begging for mercy in the midst of corpses all over the ground.

However, no one will survive the gaze of death. - "The Coming of My Lord: Death"

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The remnant sun is like blood, and the sunset is like a curtain.

The sea level, which should have been infinitely blue, was sparkled by the setting sun, and the waves of the water rippled like fire, burning through the endless sea and directly connecting to the sky.

The sea is torn apart, and a lavishly decorated cruise ship emerges from the end of the sea, proudly holding its head high, heading out for some corner of the world.

Cruise ships are exaggeratedly large, with galleys, private cinemas, saunas, libraries, etc., and the annual maintenance and hosting costs will be a head-wrenching figure from the size of the ship and the hardware facilities.

At this time, there were only two people standing on the wide deck.

This is not the first time Bai has taken a yacht, in fact, because of a variety of processing tasks, she has been to many countries, but along the way, she is basically thinking about the processing plan, repeatedly polishing the details, and never has the leisure to see the scenery.

It's the first time I've traveled and vacationed like this.

The sparkling waves moved with the wind, and Chino took a deep breath and sighed, "The air here is so good. ”

Bai took out his mobile phone, and he didn't know whether to ask seriously or joke: "Extra sweet?" ”

Chino couldn't help but wonder: "You say, if you canned the air here, took some scenic photos, and put it on the Internet to sell a bottle of 199, would it be very marketable?" ”

Bai typed slowly: "You don't need to be canned here, just take some photos and just take pictures directly, anyway, customers can't see that logistics manpower and production costs can save a lot." ”

"I can't see it, you're quite business-minded." Chino smiled and looked at the distant horizon, his pupils reflecting the bloody sun.

The surroundings were quiet, only the sound of the sea breeze making waves.

In silence, Bai typed and asked, "What are you thinking?" ”

Chino raised his chin at the horizon: "Do you know how far ahead of us are?" ”

Bai is like an efficient calculator, directly typing and responding: "We are at the equator, and after another 40,075.7 kilometers, we will return to our current position, which can also be understood as the distance ahead of us." ”

Chino: "How long is the universe?" ”

"The observable length is 93 billion light-years, but because it is expanding faster than the speed of light, the actual length of the universe should have reached 160 billion light-years in terms of time." ”

Chino: "So, how much do we, who only established our civilization thousands of years ago, know about this 160 billion light-year universe?" ”

Speechless, she was well-read and encountered questions that could not be answered.

"Perhaps, you'll be able to find out soon." Chino's pupils reflected the blood of the remnant sun, and he said faintly, "I mean, maybe..."

After going ashore, for the next 4 days, Chino chartered a special plane and traveled the world with the white ring.

The two went to Northern Europe together, experienced a camping experience, watched the aurora appear from the end of the world, disappeared to the cape, and faced the vast galaxy with thoughts.

They came to the Aegean Sea, where the Minos originated, and walked under the ancient walls of Greece, looking up at the majestic ruins of stone pillars, and looking back at the splendid civilization that had passed.

On the third day, I traveled to the small village of the cherry blossom country, walked with the dim street lamps, and listened to the old man tell stories about the past while drinking tea at the grocery store.

The final journey is Trafalgar Square, surrounded by the setting sun at dusk, standing in front of the Trevi Fountain and watching the white doves drape in a golden afterglow.

At the end of the journey, Chino took Shiro back to the processing warehouse.

The night was deep, and the endless darkness eroded the sky, the moon was covered with dust, the stars were shining, and the lead clouds were almost about to fall to the ground, like a corner of the canopy.

In the warehouse, a column of people is waiting here, a total of 512 people, all of whom are processors who have passed the final test in the past 10 years, and each of them is a precise, efficient, and absolutely obedient machine.

Shiro is also one of them.

And in front of them, there was a pill in front of them.

Chino stood on the stage, looking down at these processors, and the cold light seemed to intertwine into an arc in his eyes: "The pill in front of you contains a high concentration of cyanide, and it will kill you when you enter it, and there is no pain." ”

"I can't guarantee what will happen to you when you die, maybe just die, in peace, and into eternal sleep. Perhaps, you will experience the same thing as me, and I can't tell you what it is now. ”

"If you die and find yourself waking up again, there will be only one task: to become strong and live until the day you meet me."

"At that time, you will be alone, because not only I am your enemy, but the comrades-in-arms and partners you have met on the way to becoming stronger will all be your enemies."

"You will be my eyes, watching them from within; You will be my hand, carrying out all commands received with precision; You will be my blade, delivering the fatal blow to your companions when they let their guard down, leaving no one alive. ”

"You will keep repeating this process until you die on the way to becoming stronger, or one day, I need you to die."

The slaughter was silent, and each processor looked at Chino with a blank face.

Sleep forever, or be born new, whatever it is, the machine will never betray, just like the binary 0s and 1s, they will execute every instruction entered into their minds without discrimination.

The night had never been so deep, the wind was raging, slapping against the houses with a muffled sound, the branches of countless trees were blown to tremble, and the dead leaves flew like swords raging in the air, tearing through the air and indulging in the noise.

Chino raised his hand, and his cold voice whispered like a demon, "Take the medicine." ”

Everyone aligned and swallowed the pill into their stomachs.

Within half a minute, all 511 processors had collapsed, and their bodies were full.

Only one person was standing.

Chino looked at the snow-white figure and slowly walked over: "Bai, do you still have something to say?" ”

Bai had no superfluous expression, neither fear of death nor lingering on life, she raised her phone, and a question was displayed on it: "Do you know what love is?" ”

A person who has no ability to empathize, the blood has long lost its temperature, and the demon who pursues the supreme art falls into confusion and shakes his head silently.

Bai typed out the answer: "Love is, when you know that there is him in the world, no matter how bad the world is, it is not bad." ”

It's a bizarre scene, two processors confronting each other about something they don't have.

The so-called answer is both an illusion and a truth.

Even on such a dark night, there seemed to be moonlight.

In silence, Chino withdrew the cyanide pill in front of Shiro, then reached out, took the PPK in her arms, opened the safe, and raised the gun to her eyebrows.

Chino: "Hopefully it's not goodbye. ”

"Bang!" Gunshots rang out, blood splattered.