Mo Li walked slowly in the camp, and the pedestrians around him were all nervous and hurried, and the whole camp was shrouded in a terrifying atmosphere.

And Mo Li, who was immersed in his own world, didn't realize this, he just walked aimlessly, and the scenes in his mind from entering the world of Tiga kept coming to mind.

"From the confusion and helplessness of coming to the world of Tiga for the first time, to the faint emotion of seeing the stone statue of Tiga, and even having the honor to fight as a light again......"

"The thought that maybe I can become an Ultra Warrior or even a hero to save the world has crossed my mind more than once. However, "

"I can't even ease Gakuma's relationship with humans, and I don't even know what I should do about it."

Mo Li's heart wants to be a hero and the cruel reality constantly collides fiercely, until everything is shattered, so that Mo Li truly understands that even if he is a traverser, even if he is lucky, he is just an ordinary person after all, and he is just a part of this crowd after all.

There will also be sadness and pain, there will also be indecisive things, and there will be cowardice and hesitation so that they don't even dare to take a step forward, which also makes the faint pride in Mo Li's heart who entered the world of Tiga completely crushed, leaving only hesitation and cowardice.

At this time, Mo Li seemed to be a little out of place with the whole world, and passers-by just glanced at Mo Li curiously, and then left. The burden of life was already on the verge of overwhelming them for them, and the recent appearance of the monster Gakuma had made people panic, they really didn't have the energy to make a relationship with a stranger, and there were too many people who were forced to collapse by this world......

Although most of the people were gone, there was only a gentle and somewhat sharp gaze that never left Mo Li's figure.

"Young man, you seem to be troubled by your appearance, can you talk to me, an old man?"

Hearing a vaguely familiar voice in his ears, Mo Li woke up from his own world, and finally saw the comer, his body almost subconsciously tensed.

"Director Sawai!"

"Haha! Young people don't have to be so nervous. Director Sawai smiled and waved his hand, then said.

"I remember that you were specially recommended by Captain Megumi to TPC." Mo Li's face was full of embarrassment when he was caught by the leader when he went to work.

Director Sawai saw Mo Li's appearance and laughed, "Don't care, just talk casually with me, an old man." That, I think it's Mo Li-kun."

"I didn't expect you to remember me." Mo Li was somewhat flattered, after all, the dignified TPC director could actually remember him as a supernumerary.

"Haha! It's not that I'm boasting, but my old man's memory is very good, not to mention that you are the first person in so many years to be recommended by the "iron-faced and selfless" Captain Megumi Kurama.

Mo Li was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to answer this question, and Director Sawai didn't wait for Mo Li to answer.

"So, can you talk to me about the old man?"

……

Maybe it's because Director Sakai has a very good impression of Mo Li both in the play and here, or maybe Mo Li also wants to talk to others, in short, Mo Li told the director about his troubles.

Director Sawai pondered for a moment and said, "Mo Li-kun, I can't directly point out the answer to you, this answer is only for you to see, listen and feel, and then think about it and draw your own conclusions." “

"Go ahead!" Director Sawai handed a note with an address written on it to Mo Li.

……

Mo Li had already arrived at the address on the note, and entered several simple tents, which were somehow separated from the other tents by a long distance, leaving a vacuum.

Mo Li stepped forward, gently pressed the doorbell, and after a while, a middle-aged woman with a somewhat haggard face walked out and walked up to Mo Li with a menacing face.

"I didn't tell you not to come again!" While talking, he also pushed Mo Li.

Before Mo Li could react to what was going on, a few people carrying cameras suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and a young woman dressed very delicately pointed the microphone at the middle-aged woman.

"Excuse me, what do you think about your husband's death?"

"If your husband doesn't dig up Gakuma's stones, then he won't provoke Gakuma, and he won't die.

"Crooked! You guy! Inevitably......" Mo Li was about to step forward to stop him, when suddenly the doors of several tents opened, and out of them came the old man, a woman about the same age as a middle-aged woman, a young man, a teenager and a girl, and even a child.

At this time, including the middle-aged woman, everyone looked at the exquisitely dressed young woman with the same eyes, it was an indescribable look, as if the tears containing pain had been completely drained, leaving only numbness, dead silence and despair, it was like crawling out of hell.

The delicately dressed woman was still chattering until her companion patted her and she didn't see it. A scream broke the silence of the sky, and the woman ran wildly in the direction away from the crowd, and there was a large puddle of water stains on her pants......

The people left, but the people still stood here in a daze and did not move half a step, until there was a loud cry from the tent, and the middle-aged woman finally regained her vigor and hurriedly ran back to the tent, while the others also seemed to press the play button again and started to go back to their own things.

Mo Li is gone, at this time he is a little afraid to face those people again, their dead eyes in his mind are replayed over and over again, Mo Li can clearly feel their pain and despair after the loss of their relatives, he understands that he has no right to ask them to forgive Gakuma, let alone make decisions for them.

Mo Li didn't notice that the light in his heart was getting dimmer.