After it was built, it didn't take much time, but Shi Qi had been building the Moon Capital with a playful mentality.

He didn't explain it to Yu, Yi, and Panri, and they didn't ask, they silently watched Shi Qi use their powers.

No living creatures made a sound, and the lunar base was fabricated in a silent gloom.

Shi Qi placed Rain, Yi, and Pan Sun here, and then, he did something he didn't have to do.

He erased all memories of life on the moon, leaving only a faint shadow.

It's very faint, and the shadow called Moonlit Night is not even him.

The being named Tsukiyomi brought them to the moon, changed themselves with human existence, and then broke away from the ground.

The reason for leaving the ground is that the filth and strife on the ground make Tsukiyomi feel helpless, and Tsukiyomi's opinion is recognized by certain beings, and he comes to the moon with those who identify with him.

Humans didn't exist at that time, which was fine but it didn't matter, Shi Qi sealed all his life until the moment when the human being changed as an orangutan appeared, and then Lucy walked on the tree.

They will be unsealed as beings that are infinitely close to the complete form of humanity.

"Where do we come from?" You have come from the earth.

"Who are we?" You were human before, but tired of the struggle and filth on earth, followed the footsteps of the moonlit night to the moon and establish your own civilization.

"Why did we build such a civilization?" With Rain, Yi, and Panri as the core, and the untouchable Moonlit Night Sight as the main body, you recognized and followed them, so you have a civilization that belongs to you.

Food, technology, names, slaves, these are not problems at all, Shi Qi takes care of everything very simply.

Finally, looking at the sleeping rain, Yi and Panri, he felt an inexplicable suddenness.

It seems that it hasn't been long before my life has changed drastically again, and my life is far, far away from me.

He stood in the darkness, looking at the behemoth in the distance that had absorbed the sun's light source, and suddenly felt the urge to runny nose.

He didn't know what his desires were.

Maybe Qin Deng didn't want to be stable and wanted to meet new things everywhere.

Maybe it's twenty-five o'clock, and I don't care about the awkwardness of other people and youkai, but I just want to live in peace.

Maybe "Qin Deng"? He doesn't know what he wants, he just labels himself like crazy, doesn't need anyone's sympathy, and lives strong, lonely, and incomprehensibly in the world.

It's just that the wish to see the snow on the mountain has covered all the superfluous thoughts before, and he has used more superfluous thoughts to cover the wish to see the snow on the mountain.

Now, he had countless plans in his mind to see her and reincarnate her, perhaps exactly the same as she had been before, but at twenty-five o'clock and seven suddenly, extremely suddenly, he stopped.

He didn't understand what he was afraid of.

It's just that the trembling hands and the higher-dimensional writing pen tell us that he is afraid.

Shi Qi's hand is holding a higher pen, the pen writes stories for higher people, the stories are shown to higher people, and the people who read the stories have fun for higher people, maybe he inserts it into this ring and suddenly discovers what kind of thing he is.

But this is far from the direct cause of his fear.

He just didn't dare to face the feeling that everything was over and the curtain was falling, and his heart was torn apart.

Maybe others will tell themselves, hey, if there is nothing to do, do it first, come back to the snow on the mountain, make the world what you want first, and then decide.

Shi Qi won't say that he is different, he will just be afraid, he will be afraid, he will think about the consequences, he will think.

His human feelings dictate his actions.

No matter how high he is.

Probably he could only think on the dark side of the moon in Pink Floyd, and Shi Qi looked at the world in front of him, and he figured out something.

Shi Qi understood that no matter what kind of change it was, it would affect other things, and maybe everyone would find out about it.

But what if Shi Qi means that every action makes him fall more and more? Each time, it fell down, again and again.

Whether it's what he does, what someone else does, what he moves, what someone else moves, not even a person, or even a thing, is making him fall.

He just needed a motive to die. He has no reason to die, no reason to live, there is not enough drive to die, so he doesn't make a decision, so he lives.

Usually he is no different from ordinary people, he can talk, laugh, cry and make trouble, only in a place where there is no one, he can really fall.

He didn't enjoy the feeling of falling, and wrapped himself tightly every time, like wrapping rice dumplings or quilts.

Thinking too much, not having the power of reality, doing too much, getting rid of other people's suggestions.

Shi Qi's legs were stationed on the moon.

"If you need to think, or if you need God's help, it must be because you have encountered a problem that is difficult to solve." Shi Qi said: "If you want to understand, or if you want to communicate, it must be because you want to get close to other beings. ”

If I start from this moment and just think, not absorb, the drive for my death tomorrow must be enough.

But I don't have the drive to think right now, so I can't die yet.

Life is not supposed to have meaning in the first place, creating everything you create in the world, just so that the idea of dying can come later, creating value is interesting, but meaning is a subjective view that does not exist in this world.

Shi Qi dispersed the existence left by the god of ownerless objects, and now he is an ostracized person again.

He left only a little bit, with a small selfishness, the energy to think and do things, and then, he flew off the surface of the moon.

Wandering in the darkness between the moon and the earth, he didn't feel any motivation, whether it was up or down, it was given to him by others.

He slowly dialed himself back to earth with divinity.

The command gathered in place and waited for his beings to disperse and evolve what was their own.

Then, he pressed his mind inward, and retracted it more and more.

Life is empty and meaningless.

The meaning of life is created by human actions.

But the meaning and act of creation are also meaningless.

But the act of creation is objectively present and recorded.

So whether there is a life or no life, whether it is meaningful or not, what is the meaning, how to define these strange things.

Shi Qi didn't want to think about it.

He covered himself.

Since I haven't been able to think about dying, I'm not able to think about living well.

So be it.

Shi Qi fell asleep.