Chapter 273: The Man Who Committed Suicide (5,000 words)
Wei Wei's departure from the scrap iron city did not cause much movement.
He only spent the night preparing for the Captain's approvalβall he had to do was get a good beauty night's sleepβand then packed up his things and left Scrap Iron City in his modified Jeep. Even when he left the city and entered the wilderness, he went straight through the paths, the barbed wire gaps that lay between the spiritual barrier and the wilderness.
If you want to officially go out of the city, especially from the spiritual barrier into the wilderness, of course, there are regular passages, and even the roads are wider and smoother.
But that needs to be approved by the city patrol team, and get all kinds of procedures, which is very troublesome.
So over time, everyone got used to passing through this gap in barbed wire, not only the White Ghost Knights under the leadership of Captain Ouyang developed this habit, but the city patrol team went from here to do their own private errands.
Many things seem to be like this, there is one rule, one method, and another habit.
However, while leaving the city, Wei Wei quickly drove the modified jeep onto the grassy and long-unrepaired road, like a low-key traveler.
There was a lot of freedom in this mission.
The Foundation only allowed itself to investigate the reactions and trends of the various forces of the wandering church, and there were no restrictions at all on when it would be carried out and what method it should be carried out.
Even the hymn to hell they promised was for Wei Wei to go to a secret base of the Foundation in the wilderness to collect it.
Wei Wei especially likes this kind of task, it is not so prescriptive, and it is especially suitable for people like himself who have pioneering talents to play freely.
The only problem is that there is no captain, which makes me feel less secure.
In addition, life in the wilderness was too hard to take Ye Feifei with him, which made Wei Wei a little worried that his luck was not good enough.
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There are so few regulations and enough time, so Wei Wei also treats this mission as a trip.
He sat in the driver's seat, with sunglasses on his face, half an unlit cigarette in his mouth, holding the steering wheel steadily, enjoying the lush wilderness and the blue sky and white clouds in the wilderness.
The ghost lady was lying in the canned bottle, with a seat belt on it, leisurely basking in the sun from the car window.
She's not as scared of the sun as she used to be, and it seems to be a change brought about by Scarlet.
Crimson has always been very permeable to other demonic powers, and can distort, contaminate, parse, imitate, and even absorb other demonic powers.
The Ghost Lady is obviously the one who has been strengthened the most by Crimson, after all, she is also the first Great Knight to be blessed.
However, it is difficult to say the maximum ceiling of this kind of penetration and change.
During this mission, Wei Wei also planned to study these things well, so as to complete his scarlet power research report.
The sky is high and the clouds are wide, and the land is desolate.
Wei Wei really liked this atmosphere so much that he stepped on the bottom of the accelerator in one breath and made a loud noise.
It's not that there will be fun things in the wilderness, this Wei Wei has also been prepared for a long time, after all, the radiation of the scrap iron city has a great impact, and the surrounding area is clean, not to mention mysterious organizations or fanatics, since the totem that didn't recruit anyone and didn't provoke anyone in the abandoned campus was killed for an inexplicable reason, even those weirdos hiding in the shadows have moved overnight......
So this is at least a halfway trip, and Wei Wei is fully prepared for this.
Not only did he buy a batch of bullets from the black market at a fair price of ten for a dime, but he also brought two filtered water cores and a dozen changes of underwear.
He hummed a little song and sang straight into the wilderness, drove happily for two hours, and then, out of gas.
"The bullets are ready, the ropes are ready, the hooks are ready, even the whisk has two spare, but why did I forget to refuel?"
Squatting next to the fuel tank with a cigarette in his mouth, Wei Wei fell into deep distress.
There is no village in front of the village and no store around, how can you get it yourself?
Looking at the side of the car, he was distressed, hanging the head pendant next to the rearview mirror, and his expression was also distressed.
"Can you think about your identity, you are actually stumped by the question of gasoline?"
It kept slandering in its heart, although this guy was the only true God he believed in, but deep down he still felt that he had really lowered the person of the word God.
"Also to ......"
Wei Wei was silent for a long time before finally reluctantly admitting it, and then sat back in the jeep.
Suddenly bit his tiger's mouth, and pressed the palm oozing blood on the steering wheel, so the blood began to be drawn out of the blood, and penetrated into the transformed jeep, gradually, the entire body began to become solid and hideous, red strange patterns covered the entire body, and even grew flesh-like tissues in many places, as well as bone spurs as sharp as knife blades.
Call......
Bright red flames suddenly burst out of the exhaust pipe, and the sound was like countless demons roaring.
The next moment, the jeep's tires suddenly clung to the ground and flew out with indescribable speed and ferocity, and the surrounding air was knocked out in circles of looming ripples.
The entire wilderness began to distort in the scarlet vision.
There is nothing lush, the grass is green and the birds are singing, and there are only wild grasses that grow strangely under the irrigation of carrion, and the ghost forest where white bones hang down on the trunks of trees.
Whether it was the ghost wandering next to the wild dog kennel, or the man-eating flower quietly stretching its branches and leaves, they all trembled at this moment, slowly hiberning their bodies, not showing the slightest movement.
The whole wilderness, as if polluted at this moment, has lost its true image.
The devil is coming......
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"Poof......
At the same time, I don't know how many people who watched the ordinary traveler enter the wilderness, because the picture was so normal, that he was almost awakened by the existence that he was almost asleep.
Their eyes widened as they watched the blood-colored shadow disappear from view, leaving only a tragic and strange picture, and they felt their scalps tingle for a while.
"Coming, coming......"
"I know that he entered the wilderness this time, and it is absolutely impossible to keep a low profile......"
"This monster, this demon, has only been out of the city for less than two hours, and he can't help but show his true face......"
"What kind of bloody storm is he going to set off in the wilderness?"
"Probably only the devil knows, or the devil knows......"
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And when this astonishing news was transmitted to the Foundation's intelligence processing department, the spider, who had just gotten off the plane and rushed back to the headquarters, was also making his own report to the person in front of the table with a blank face: "The third secret war is about to begin, or rather, it has begun, and I have no intention of discussing with you here whether the person who caused this war is him, and everyone who is still here." β
"But what I can say is that the Foundation's only hope of repairing the Foundation now other than a bitter showdown with him is in her."
"So, for those plans of the ambitious consortium, I hope you will put more energy and attention into it."
"And this is the most precious piece of information I brought back."
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"This piece of information, and your analysis...... Is there a basis? β
Facing the spider's serious, even serious expression, the people sitting around the high table only hesitated: "The previous decision, whether there was really a problem or not, we need to discuss it again, but the piece of information you brought back is indeed very important, but unfortunately, it has nothing to do with the Foundation's research, and is even incompatible, how can we believe that what you gave is the only feasible suggestion?" β
"Of course, it's out of place, and it's different from your findings."
The spider's reply seemed to be a little disdainful and sneering: "Because your research is fundamentally wrong." β
For a while, there was a dead silence around the high table, and everyone could not imagine that such an outstanding intelligence agent as Spider would actually say such a ridiculous thing.
In normal times, this would have been something that could have been slapped on the table, but because the last decision had so much impact that they now have a little more patience to face these thorns.
So, someone pressed his mood and said, "Why do you say that? β
"You've come from a training camp, you've been on the front lines, and you've been involved in some of the research on Crimson."
"So you should be aware of how much work the Foundation has done to parse the power of Crimson, and how many predictions have been screened."
"In terms of understanding the only demon of the previous era, or the only candidate for God, the Foundation should have far surpassed the wandering church......"
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"Then the Foundation can only rank second, because the first place is the Rose Sect."
The spider calmly and confidently denied and replied before whispering, "Besides, believe me, only the advice I gave is the only thing that makes it possible for the Foundation to fight against the Rose Sect." β
"You'd better get rid of your previous ideas, because your research was wrong from the start."
"You're working on Crimson, and I'm talking about our classmates in the training camp, aka ......"
She paused before continuing, "This person. β
There was a slight silence around the high table, as if trying to understand what she was saying, and after a while, a voice that seemed a little sharp sounded:
"Please understand your position and perception, we all know that he is not a person himself."
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"But if ......"
The spider confronted the man and whispered, "What does he want to be a human being?" β
"Maybe I can make a bet with you here."
"We all know that the third secret war has arrived, and he will definitely participate in it."
"So, what do you think is the reason for his involvement?"
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"It's really, if you don't come out, you don't know that the outside world is so big and the bullets are so cheap."
When the Foundation discussed the matter of the Third Secret War with itself as the core, Wei Weizheng let out a comfortable sigh: "I used to fight and kill in the city every day, but I was too small. β
"You have to fight and kill in the wilderness to be interesting......"
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Bright red flames erupted from the exhaust pipe, and he drove the monstrous flesh monster car past the desolate ruins of the city.
Behind him were a squad of corpses of the Knights, as well as broken guns.
Wei Weiquan took all the bullets away, and there was not a single one left.
Who made this order of knights to scream and kill themselves as soon as they saw them?
Of course, the details of the knights kneeling down and asking for their forgiveness after seeing the appearance of the body clearly did not appear on the report that Wei Wei would submit in the future.
Now, he just thought it was funny, driving the scarlet-covered chariot through the wilderness and some areas occupied and polluted by strange creatures, watching the frightened rotting corpses nervously burrow back into the coffins one by one, watching the mutated demonic inferior species crying and running in front of the front of his jeep, and then stepped on the gas pedal and crashed them into a smash......
It's so pleasant......
People who have a satisfied heart are often the kindest people in the world.
At this time, Wei Wei's face showed an unprecedented gentle smile, especially kind.
"It's a lot of fun, but isn't it a little bit of a bit of a match for who you are?"
The head pendant weighed many times, but I couldn't help but remind: "After all, our trip this time is sacred, full of mysterious meaning and specific purpose, not to come out to have fun......"
"Are you, a little bit of control over yourself?"
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Wei Wei was somewhat disdainful of its reminder, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was not completely unreasonable.
So I also seriously pondered my own plan to come out.
After all, there are so many weirdness in the wilderness, with his own car, he must not be able to hit it cleanly, so maybe he should think of a more efficient plan?
And when he began to think of these questions, the gloomy and ghost-like wilderness in his field of vision, there were also countless blurry and strange lines, he could feel that these lines were beyond the power of reality, each of them could make him feel excited, but it seemed that in the dark, there were indeed some that were more attractive to him, as if they belonged to the origin things that should be touched by fate.
So, he gently let go of the steering wheel and let the scarlet monster wander through the bizarre wilderness until he came to an ordinary place.
Here, all he saw was a pasture surrounded by barbed wire, and a thin flock of sheep inside.
When the Crimson cart appears next to the ranch, the surrounding sheep run back to the sheepfold like crazy, and the sheepdog falls to the ground in fright, burying its mouth deep in the grass.
Only on the hillside, a man in shabby jeans, completely unaware of his arrival.
Wei Wei saw that he was holding a shotgun in his hand, so he also vigilantly took the gun in his hand and slowly approached him.
But he didn't see the man pointing a gun at him, he didn't even notice himself, he just slowly raised the shotgun, and with a misty look, slowly aimed it at his mouth.
"No wonder I'm attracted to it......"
Wei Wei had a certain realization in his heart: "The breath of despair has always been the most attractive ...... to scarlet."
So, the smile on his face became more and more gentle.
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What does it feel like to be stuffed with an icy gun in your mouth?
The wizened man hadn't thought about it before, but when he couldn't control himself, shoved the muzzle of the gun into his mouth, and was about to pull the trigger, he felt relief.
At that moment, he almost felt like he saw heaven, heaven far from it all.
How do you describe that feeling of comfort and relaxation?
Probably happiness......
He exhaled as if he had the most relaxed breath in his life, slowly closed his eyes, and prepared to pull the trigger with the throbbing urge in his heart.
But at this moment, he suddenly felt a shock in his heart, and felt that someone had been tapped on the shoulder.
This made him look up a little confused, and he saw a man with a gentle smile on his face, a man who looked young, but seemed to have a mysterious temperament.
"What are you doing?"
The mysterious young man looked at him curiously and asked with a smile.
The thin man glanced at the shotgun in his hand, feeling embarrassed to answer the question.
The other party also seemed to realize that this question was not a good question, so he hid the embarrassment with a smile and patiently asked, "Why did you kill yourself?" β
"Suicide?"
The thin man didn't seem to realize that this was referring to his actions just now, and he didn't think there was anything to answer to the question.
I just don't want to live anymore......
But, because of this interruption, the throbbing in his heart just now had disappeared, he stood up suddenly, looked at the sheep that had returned to the pen, went over and closed the door, then prepared the forage, picked up the saw again, went into the woods, sawed the wood little by little, cut it off, tied it, and then drove the old truck, like ants, and carried them all onto the truck with all his strength.
He worked without stopping for a moment until late at night, when he copied it by hand, ate a mouthful of sour fried noodles, and curled up on a hardwood bed and fell asleep.
Three hours later, he woke up and continued his day's work against the stars.
During this time, he even gradually piled up a happy expression on his face.
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Wei Wei kept looking at this man, patiently watching him for a whole day, as if forgetting that he had something more important and greater to do.
He watched the man put down the shotgun in his hand, and then he worked non-stop, repeating and numbly carrying out these tasks that far exceeded his own load, neither stepped forward to help, nor stopped him, until after twenty-four hours of viewing, he saw the thin man get into the truck, ready to leave, and then walked to the window, looked at the face of the thin man in the carriage, and smiled: "What are you doing?" β
The man's expression seemed a little confused, and it took a long time before he replied, "I'm working." β
Wei Wei asked softly, "Then why do you want to work?" β
"Why ......"
Hearing this question, the man's eyes gradually brightened, as if they were full of enthusiasm: "Because Miss Lily needs me......"
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Wei Wei also smiled, got up and sat on his co-pilot, and said with a smile: "I'll go with you to see Miss Lily." β
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"What are you going to do?"
The head pendant has almost collapsed: "Obviously he came out to do the greatest thing, why is he so interested in such a small thing?" β
But Wei Wei didn't answer it, he only felt in his heart that maybe figuring out why a person wanted to commit suicide was already the greatest thing in the world.
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(End of chapter)