Chapter 1 Initial
"All the people, here, as the leader of the country, I have to announce such a depressing news~ Although the soldiers of our great and heroic army have inflicted certain losses on those monsters with their blood and fighting spirit, guns and artillery, we cannot stop the pace of those monsters raging. β
"Here, I don't know how many descendants of Yan and Huang can see or hear what I am saying now, maybe more compatriots have fallen under the terrifying attack of those monsters, but now, I, an old man in the twilight, will talk to you, talk about my heart, and then, hold my head high and welcome tomorrow. β
"It seems that this is the first time for us to say something intimate like this, it's really ~ I am usually busy developing the country but I forgot to chat with everyone, it's my fault, my fault~" An old man with gray hair said to the camera.
"In the past, we were still too naΓ―ve and arrogant, even though we had a glorious history. In just 5,000 years, our civilization has developed more than millions of years before, and in the last 200 years, this development has increased by leaps and bounds. β
"We can proudly declare that mankind is a well-deserved hegemon in the history of the earth's civilization. Haha~ Let me laugh a little, I suddenly thought, if we humans can also develop like dinosaurs for hundreds of millions of years, then where did we take at that time?"
"Maybe we have occupied the entire galaxy at that time, but unfortunately, this God doesn't give us time to develop, our industrial revolution has only been going on for two hundred years, and we have made such great achievements, but this God, these monsters don't give us time~"
"Our artillery can't do much damage to these monsters, because the sheer size and number of those monsters ignores the damage we inflicted on them. β
"In fact, we still don't know where these monsters came from or why, but they have told us with the facts that there is no negotiation between us, only blood and fighting. β
In front of the camera, the old man refused the chair handed by the secretary and sat cross-legged in front of the camera, and the angle of the camera also moved down.
"Lao He~ I can't stand still when I stand for a while, alas, now I don't need to hold on to my demeanor, anyway, I want to talk to everyone, chat, there's nothing to care about, right?"
"Asia, America, Oceania, Africa, Europe, Antarctica, all the lands have been attacked by these monsters, I think ~ the end of mankind has come" The old man pursed his lips, raised his hand and rubbed his somewhat reddened eyes.
"Mankind is a great, intelligent, creative race, we should be strong and happy to live, but now, we have to face two choices, do we have to face two choices, do we face death bravely and bite off a piece of flesh from the enemy?"
"Humanity is going to perish, that's a fact that no one wants to admit. But we still have nuclear weapons, and we have tried our best to build them, and we didn't want them to be useful one day, but at this time, I chose to end my life in a posture of resistance. β
The old man was already in tears at this time, and his body, which was sitting on the ground, stood up, bowed deeply to the camera, and kept muttering, "I'm sorry~I'm sorry~"
The camera was still running, and the old man's somewhat lonely back was getting farther and farther away, until he disappeared from the camera, and the cameraman, who insisted on finishing his work, finally collapsed to the ground, covering his face with his hands, and crying.
In the sewer of a provincial capital city in the south, an unkempt man bites a piece of blackened jerky in his mouth, listens to the voice from the radio two meters in front of him, and smiles bitterly, "Do we still have to choose, I choose to end my life with a gesture of resistance~"
The man fumbled through his pocket for a while, took out a pen without a hat, staggered over again, and found a notebook among some miscellaneous items behind him. Frowning and thinking for a while, the man's pen hung in the air for a while, and finally wrote the first stroke.
"On June 12, 2016, the monsters have been descending for almost three months, and today, there is finally an end, the old man in the capital, decided to end it all in a tragic way, I don't believe that these monsters can survive the destruction of the planet. β
"Of course, the life and death of my little man is nothing, so many big people are the same fate as me, why am I not satisfied?"
The sloppy man wrote this, laughed dryly, and mocked his own petty citizen mentality.
I was about to get the kettle next to me, but I found that my right hand kept calling, and in the man's frightened eyes, his right hand grabbed the pen that he put down, straightened the posture of holding the pen, and wrote handwriting in the blank space of his notebook.
"You can think of me as a god, or you can think of me as everything, I am a collection of human consciousness. β
The man's panicked eyes regained some composure as he wrote the first sentence with the pen in his hand, but his right hand continued to write in his notebook.
"The destruction of humanity is inevitable, and there is nothing I can do about it, I am only human consciousness, I can influence human thinking, but I can't change a little bit of reality. β
"When I was about to die, I sensed the cries of some unknown place, the same beings like me, who were crying for help, because their spark of human civilization was also crumbling. β
"So, I'm thinking, since I'm already dying, why not let my will pass on in a distant land?"
"You were chosen by me to bear the heavy responsibility of passing on a human spark on the earth, and lead the human fire there to develop and grow in that distant place~"
The man carefully looked at the handwriting written by the mysterious force on the paper, and after a long breath, he tried to move his right hand, and found that he could control it now, and couldn't help but clench his fist hard.
Then he picked up the pen that had fallen to the ground and wrote at the bottom of the paper, "The end is also the beginning, and for me, there is a heavy responsibility on my shoulders." β
After writing the last words of his life, the man waited in the corner for the passage of time. When the man felt the ground shaking constantly, he showed a quiet smile, lying quietly on the debris he searched in the sewer, waiting for the end of his life, "The roar of mankind~he~"