(Thank you for the great god of the land, thank you for your encouragement and blessings; thank you for the reward of "Hammurabifa of Summer")

On the shores of Lake Baikal, which is blue and cool, there are gorgeous red pine forests, endless gorgeous birch forests, and blue seas and waves. In the meantime, a wrecked steel train sped on the shores of a crescent-shaped lake, rushing to an unknown destination.

The sun is shining.

Packed with crowded carriages.

In Siberia in the height of summer, no one feels warm.

Sith the Clown, who was standing at the junction of carriages 13 and 14, took off his top hat, he ruffled his hair, and then said to Cheng Mo, who was standing across from him, in a slightly sad tone, "I really didn't disappoint..... In order to save your little lover, you gave me three more coins, which is three lives! I really want to know how you felt when you forced them to jump out of the car..."

Cheng Mo looked at the scattered pieces on the black and white chessboard, and took the last step silently, the white pawn rose unhindered, and Black could only admit defeat.

The clown Sith waved his hand and disappeared from the chessboard floating in the air, he raised his right hand, his thumb and index finger were pinched together, and made a similar action of counting money, he brought his face close to Cheng Mo, looked at Cheng Mo's eyes like this, and said softly: "You were at that time..... Do you feel a little bit guilty?"

Cheng Mo could feel the smile on his cheeks through the mask, and he could see the pale blue eyes of the clown Sith through the round hole like the muzzle of the gun, like checkers glass beads.....

The cruel voice of the Sith the Clown continued to ring in his ears.

"Definitely not, you must be thinking: you were going to die anyway, I've given you one more chance now, you should thank me! No, no, no!good boy, I shouldn't carry this pot, the game is your choice, the people are also chosen, it is also your choice to make them soldiers with a higher mortality rate, and it is also your choice to force them to jump out of the car..... It's all your choice, so their death ..... It's also your choice, and it has nothing to do with me..... You should have seen that when they jumped, the hatred and despair in their eyes were directed at you, and it had nothing to do with me....."

"Hah, ha, ha! Humans are funny and stupid creatures, you see, I'm better than them, so I can make the rules, and none of them resisted.... They won't resent me, they won't resent the person who made them kill each other, they will only resent the person who drove them off the cliff in order to survive...."The Clown Sith put on his top hat again, he licked his lips, looked at Cheng Mo's expressionless face and said, "However, you really make me overjoyed by your coldness..... Now congratulations, you can leave with your remaining pieces....."

In the face of the clown Sith's heart-wrenching words, Cheng Mo did not refute or speak, but lowered his head slightly with a somewhat gloomy expression.

Sith the Clown turned to face his remaining pieces, "Oh, I'm sorry....." he spread his hands, "My chess is so bad that it didn't help you survive..... But I really have to work hard, so ..... You can't blame me, you can only blame that kid for being cunning..... He is the one who has won your chance to survive. ”

Cheng Mo was not interested in performing with the Clown Sith, let alone watching his ruthless killing, he turned to Xie Minyun who was standing in the corner of the corridor and said, "Let's go!"

But Xie Minyun, who hung his head, did not move, the carriage was still crowded, the sound of sorrow came and went, and some people also raised their hands and shouted to play games with the clown Sith.

Cheng Mo didn't take a second look, and shouted again: "Senior sister?" But Xie Minyun still didn't react, so Cheng Mo stepped forward and lifted her chin, her eyes lost their lustre, as if she was unconscious, Cheng Mo took her hand, very cold.

At this time, Xie Minyun seemed to feel something, and raised his head slightly, as if looking at Cheng Mo, but his eyes were still blank.

Cheng Mo guessed that this was a kind of epilepsy-like stress protection produced by strong stimulation of the brain, and Cheng Mo would react when she touched her, but the reaction was very slow.

Mr. Evans and Mrs. Evans, who was holding the little Lori, hurriedly walked past Cheng Mo, and didn't say hello, maybe because they were too scared, maybe they ...... It's because they know that they are just pawns, pawns that can be sacrificed.

Cheng Mo took Xie Minyun's hand and pulled her towards the fourteenth carriage, she didn't know how to resist, so she slowly followed Cheng Mo and walked towards the fourteenth carriage like a walking corpse.

He stepped forward to take her hand, only to find that her hands had become cold, and her eyes had completely lost their brightness, like the walking dead.

When Cheng Mo was about to enter the junction of carriages 13 and 14, the clown Sith looked back at Cheng Mo and said, "Hey!boy! I'm having a great time, if you want, can you tell me your name?"

Cheng Mo also turned his head, he looked at the smiling mask of the clown Sith, was silent for a moment, and then said, "silent!"

The clown shook his head, "Then my name is Lonely!

"Lonely, you should call it Madness!"

"Madness, it's not bad, at least it sounds like crazy.... Insane needs to be a little more stylish....." Sith the Clown shrugged his shoulders disapprerovingly, and then gestured to Cheng Mo with an "OK" gesture, "OK, I remember you, silent! I hope you don't die too easily..."

Cheng Mo turned around and continued to lead Xie Minyun forward, Nicholas and Ivan passed him, and they were followed by the only remaining chess piece soldier.

The three of them whispered "thank you" to Cheng Mo, but that "thank you" did not have the excitement of the rest of their lives, with frustration and fear, they didn't even look at Cheng Mo, and their eyes subconsciously avoided him.

But Cheng Mo could clearly see the complexity in their expressions.

Cheng Mo looked back at Xie Minyun, she had no expression, no expression at all, I don't know if he will remember what happened just now when he wakes up, whether he will remember that he sacrificed three lives to protect her, Cheng Mo hopes that she had better not remember, and it is best to delete this entire memory.

Nicholas and they walked fast, as if there was a demon chasing them behind them, Cheng Mo took Xie Minyun's cold little hand and walked forward slowly, and in a blink of an eye, the fourteenth carriage was empty.

Only the whirring wind was pouring into the corridor from the broken windows, and the white curtains were blowing high, like the corners of a girl's skirt, and the sun began to shine as it approached noon.

It's hard to imagine that there are only one door and two worlds.

The cold wind blew Cheng Mo a little cold, and the sweat on his body evaporated and took away the warmth, and Cheng Mo felt that his body was trembling a little.....

He's scared, too! But who cares?

Cheng Mo remembered Medusa, the lonely snake girl, everyone wanted her head, who cared about the story behind her?

If those mythical characters are real, how tear-jerking it should be to do the story behind an issue. But what about the tears? People will still hate the deformed woman with dry skin, a snake on her head, and a stone at the slightest glance, which makes everyone fear.

People don't care that she was once a beautiful priestess with all kinds of charms, and she was once a pure and flawless white lotus who decided not to marry for the rest of her life and served Athena wholeheartedly.

It was in the temple of Athena, the world-famous Parthenon, that such a pious and beautiful priestess was ravaged by Poseidon in front of the idol of Athena.

Medusa, who was not perfect, could no longer serve her goddess, and having sex in the temple was a blasphemy against the temple and the god it worshipped, and Athena was a virgin goddess.

Therefore, Athena was furious.

But her anger is not directed at Poseidon, in her opinion Medusa is the culprit, so she wants to curse and punish Medusa. The poor victim has become the object of punishment,

Enraged, Athena transforms Medusa from a stunningly beautiful woman into a monster. She was banished to a remote and desolate island and sentenced to a lonely and eternal imprisonment.

However, she was not at peace on the isolated island. Because her eyes could petrify people, and her head was capable of doing so even when she was dead, large numbers of Greeks traveled to Medusa's island to take her head for themselves, so that they could be invincible on the battlefield.

Poor Medusa lived alone in her yard, watching as there were one more and more stone statues in her garden, until Perseus beheaded her with a swing of his sword.

Isn't this a relief? Years of loneliness and pain finally gave her a rest at this moment.

You see, how sad and lonely this story is, from beginning to end, Medusa never did anything wrong. Was it her fault for being beautiful, was it her fault for being ravaged by Poseidon, was it her fault for turning into a horrible appearance full of poisonous snakes, was it her will to turn all living beings into stone at a glance?

Neither.

And yet she could only bear it.

Cheng Mo thought to himself that the reason why Medusa could not become a hero and not be praised was only because she was not strong enough, and if she had worked the island until she could turn Athena into stone, then her statue would stand in front of the Parthenon today.

She could say aloud to everyone, "There is no fate that cannot be overcome by contempt." "And then she becomes an inspirational story, a movie plot, a main character.

He should not be a tragic figure like Medusa, but he should erect his statue on the edge of Lake Baikal and let people remember the little hero who saved several people.

He sighed.

Do you think this is the real world? It's really not ordinary cruelty! I wonder how the TV will report after the incident? The worst terrorist attack in history? The death journey of the death train?

Probably as soon as the news is reported, a certain organization will immediately jump out and take the initiative to take the blame! This world is really interesting, and there will be people who are so happy and brave to take on such a thing, which simply saves law enforcers a lot of public relations costs.

Seriously, though, such a real game isn't fun at all, and his original intentions and dreams aren't like that.

Maybe I should have sold the Ouroboros watch to make a little money, change my heart, repair a library, and then spend my life like this. In this way, life will be much more peaceful and simple, as he wants.

He will continue to be his academic bully, he will not meet his senior sister, he will not harm her to go through such a painful experience, he will not meet Li Jiting's bastard, he will be so miserable by him, he will not meet the college doctor, she will not be sad and crying, and he will not meet the gentle Teacher Shen, and the little fool Tong Tong.....

He thought that it didn't matter if they actually met him or not, anyway, he was such an insignificant person, a boring person, a person who would only pretend to be indifferent to anything with a cold face, just live in his own island, he didn't need anyone's company, didn't need anyone's warmth, wouldn't be afraid, wouldn't be happy, fearless, nothing extravagant, whoever dared to go to the island, would turn her into a stone statue with cold eyes.

But

However, there was no turning back.

He could only move forward.

How can this carriage be so long?

So lonely.