In fact, the scene in front of me is not so unimaginable, it is nothing more than a city shrouded in gray and white haze, but if you look closely at some of the details of the city, you will find that the city has almost become a deserted city.

In the distance, on the elevated roads looming in the haze, there are some abandoned cars scattered all over the road, and some even seem to lose control when braking suddenly, some have knocked down the street lamp poles on the side of the road, and some have damaged the green belt on the side of the road; The most obvious in the smog are the tall buildings that look like the remains of giant beasts, and the black marks of these tall buildings that have been burned by the fire.

It's not so much that the city is suffering from a serious illness, but that the city has died from that great illness.

Gong Piqing still remembers that when he was about to leave the city, everything in the city was running normally, he remembered that when they drove to Xiguan Renai Mental Hospital, there was a traffic jam for a while, at that time he also felt that this city was like a giant, the road in the city is the blood vessel in the giant's body, and every car and even every pedestrian on the road is a blood cell in the blood vessel, and countless individuals constitute this prosperous modern city. Let the whole city be as energetic as a young person.

But now? He even wondered if he had returned to the wrong world, after all, he had only been on a mission, how could this young and bustling city become like this?

As soon as he thought of this, he thought of Zhang Yuemei again, as if all this was just an illusory dream, maybe the Mill Research Institute didn't make this so-called plan at all, and maybe the four of them super soldiers no longer existed at all, after all, to humans, the four of them are "monsters", who would have nothing to do to create these monsters......

He thought that maybe all this was just a fantasy of his very serious mental illness, and now people are probably still helping to treat his mental illness, and when his illness is cured, he will return to the real reality, there will be no such thing as the "World Tree" in the world, and the Mill Institute may be just an ordinary little mill.

If that's the case, then the demon world will inevitably cease to exist, after all, although human beings already have the ability to explore the universe, they don't have the ability to travel in space, how can a civilization that hasn't even explored its own space have anything to do with other magical civilizations in parallel spaces......

He felt that if this was the case, he would rather become a psychopath again, rather than let the world become what it is now, and he would not want Zhang Yuemei to die, even if everything returned to normal, Zhang Yuemei would not look down on him as a little psychopath, but as long as Zhang Yuemei could live well, even if he had been a little nurse in Xiguan Renai Mental Hospital, even if he was married by someone else, he was satisfied.

He sighed, the air faintly mixed with the smell of embers after the flames had been extinguished, and he felt it all as he stood in some inconspicuous corner of the city, and all his senses emphasized to him one thing, and that was that this was reality, that this was the world he was in, because it was impossible to feel so real in a fantasy world.

He turned his head and walked back the way he came, because the time stipulated by the doctor was almost up, and it didn't matter if the people at the Mill Institute still treated him as a psychopath or as a super soldier, he had figured out a lot since Zhang Yuemei left.

Sure enough, when he entered the Mill Institute through the iron door in the old way, he saw the old man who usually had a bright smile on his face standing at the fork in the road looking for him, but to his surprise, it was only the time of the mission, and the smile on the old man's face had been masked by more wrinkles; Gong Piqing remembers very clearly that this old man originally had very little gray hair on his head, on the one hand, because he was not very old, and on the other hand, it was like what others said "good mentality".

But now, this old man, who originally had the vitality of a young man, actually added a little old age, and the black hair on his temples had turned gray at this time, and even his original tall body had become a little crooked at this time; In the past, when Gong Piqing saw him on any occasion, he was wearing a sophisticated white-collar suit, but now, he has changed into a bloated down jacket.

If it weren't for the fact that this face was not too unfamiliar, even Gong Piqing would have had difficulty even recognizing him.

"Hey! You little fool, didn't I tell you not to run around, it's dangerous outside! The doctor must have been looking for him, but he seemed to realize that something was wrong halfway through his words, because Gong Piqing ...... Actually came out of that iron door?

The old man stretched out his hand to interrupt him, and rarely, a smile familiar to Gong Piqing appeared on the old man's wrinkled face, because it was with such a smile that the old man had given him his last ride before the mission began, before he was about to jump into the portal to the Demon Realm with his team......

Gong Piqing walked all the way to the opposite side of the old man, and he could clearly see how much the old man had changed during the time he had been on a mission in the Demon Realm, this old man who could have been described as a "living dragon" seemed to be thirty or forty years old all of a sudden.

Gong Piqing saw that the corners of the old man's mouth twitched a few times as if he was uncontrollable, and a crystal tear welled up in his eyes.

"Can I talk to you alone?" The old man opened his mouth slightly, then raised his hand tremblingly, and gently put it on his arm, as if to confirm that the young man in front of him, who had only a white cloth on his body in the cold weather, was the World Tree he knew.

"Okay." Gong Piqing responded softly, "Where are you going?" ”

"My office, okay?" The old man said tremblingly.

"Okay." After Gong Piqing finished speaking, he made a move to let the old man lead the way.

"Uh......," the doctor interjected suddenly, "I suggest you go to the ward and talk, although the room is larger and may be a little cold, but ...... The other three warriors really need the abilities of the World Tree. ”

Gong Piqing and the old man glanced at each other, and both nodded at the same time.

Three minutes later, in the intensive care unit.

The doctor closed the door for them, and Gong Piqing and the old man pulled two chairs from the corner of the room, I don't know if it was because it was cold or something, the old man sitting on the chair could even be described as "curled up", which was completely similar to the lively old man in Gong Piqing's memory.

"Long time no see, hero." As the old man spoke, a touch of respect appeared on his face that had experienced the vicissitudes of life, and even made Gong Piqing feel flattered.

If it was before the official start of the mission, the old man would make such an expression to him, he would bow and salute in return and say, "I will do my best in the mission", but now, he has come back as a loser, and the old man still shows him such respectful words, he feels that he is not worthy, and even when he heard the doctor say that his injuries were the lightest, he felt that it was a shame, if his death in battle could be exchanged for the lives of those team members and Zhang Yuemei, he would not hesitate to hand over his life.

But he did hand it over, and the queen confiscated it.

"I'm not a hero, I'm sorry for everyone." Gong Piqing said softly.

"You've changed a lot." The old man also seemed to see some changes in him.

He smiled bitterly, "Perhaps, every psychopath has one or more beautiful dreams in his heart, and when these dreams are all shattered by the enemy, those psychopaths will realize the cruelty of reality and become an ordinary person." ”

"It's a pity that we couldn't find Miss Zhang Yuemei from the team members who were sent back, and I really had them prepare for your wedding before the disaster struck."

Gong Piqing heard a hint of apology from the old man's voice, but he really didn't want to do this, because he felt that he was the one who should apologize, repent, and confess.

"She's dead, and I couldn't get her back." Gong Piqing deliberately made himself appear calm when he said this, but some emotions in people's hearts could not be prevented by deliberately suppressing them, and under the influence of that emotion, his voice trembled a little, as if someone in his heart was roaring hoarsely.

"Your teacher often said that war inevitably requires bloodshed and sacrifice, and in the hearts of the beneficiaries, they did not die, they will always live in our hearts, and that is eternal immortality." The old man said.

"Then let me report to you on the process of the mission and the results of the World Tree Group, and apologize to you before that, because my poor organization has led to heavy casualties in the World Tree Group, and I am willing to accept all punishments, and I will ...... in this mission" Gong Piqing deliberately jumped away from the topic, because now the three super soldiers around him have not woken up, and he did learn the whereabouts of the evil god's heart from the elemental mage, so this first mission report must be done by him, the loser who woke up first.

In the dark ward, only the voice of Gong Piqing telling about this cruel war was left, like the whispers of the ghosts hiding in the shadows......