"Jones..."

When he woke up again, Yorkham Jones was woken up by Jingqing.

The 'ghost doll' seemed to have been hurt and was now curling in a circle in Yorkham Jones's pocket.

"It's okay..."

Shaking his aching head, Yorkham Jones pinched his head dotingly, and said:

"You may want one more sister in the future~"

As he spoke, Yorkham Jones remembered what Lux and Dale had liked, and then smiled happily.

"I think, Jones, you'd better figure out how to get out... We seem to be deep underground..."The cutie glared immediately.

"Hello, we don't have bad luck every time, we encounter demons every time!"

Patting the cutie on the head, Yorkham Jones used the 'primary illumination' to observe.

By the bright light, the outline of the surroundings was quickly outlined in the eyes of Yorkham Jones.

Passages weave through the dirt, secured by planks and concrete, but are largely unilluminated.

Suddenly, Yorkham Jones saw countless package-like items installed in the corners of each passageway.

"It's underground, it's underground, but everything looks weird..."

After muttering a few words, Yorkham Jones took him and walked towards the nearest package.

Gently peeling back a layer with his fingers, a pungent smell of sulfur rushed into Yorkham Jones's mouth and nose.

"Dynamite?"

Puzzled, Yorkham Jones quickly peeled open the entire package, and then took out a dozen bombs one after another.

Looking at the fuses attached to the bomb, Yorkham Jones removed the package and the cement directly.

Behind the package, there are very thick leads, which are wrapped in a layer of straw paper and some kind of material, and judging by the design, it seems that they were buried in it at the beginning of the establishment of the passage.

"A bomb in a package can almost blow up a building... These countless packages, this is trying to blow up Jonson directly?"

Spitting, Yorkham Jones walked to the next package, almost twenty steps away from a package, and not only did there be no end in sight, but there were many of them.

Looking at the countless explosives, Yorkham Jones suddenly came back to his senses:

"The 3.15 Big Bang?"

"But it's coming too fast, it's more than three months away, and there's too much explosives..."

"Could it be that 'joy' to get out of trouble is the precursor to the 3.15 explosion..."

At this moment, several white gulls suddenly came from the passage on the left.

"Hornby..."

Muttering, Yorkham Jones immediately opened the Eye of Light.

Then Jokham Jones saw the transparent lines of notes stretching towards the channel where the white gulls chirped.

Yorkham Jones did not move, he continued to turn his head to look at the numerous bombs in the passage.

"The question is, should I destroy this explosion, or should I let it happen?"

"What is true salvation?"

"It's life... or is it a historical process..."

...

All the inhabitants of the 'Angel District' of Deno stopped on the wooden bridge, and their eyes all looked into the depths of the Deno district.

On a plank, Buck's granddaughter is feeding a white gull, and she doesn't know why she's standing on it, but a voice seems to be telling her that she has to do it.

At this time, white gulls suddenly appeared in the sky over the Deno district, and they began to sing and dance.

"Po-po!" Buck's granddaughter suddenly shouted, but the white gull she had fed earlier just glanced back and flew towards her companion.

The white gulls began to fly vigorously, they seemed to have been dancing for countless hours, their white bodies were already bloody, and their feathers were gradually dyed red.

Slowly, the white sky turned red and blood-red.

At this time, Buck's granddaughter, Buck, and everyone in the Angel Zone suddenly knew what they were going to do.

"Have you ever been to the Deno Market?

Chase and sing on the shaky wooden bridge.

The clouds are the quilt of the sky,

The girl was lying on the ground.

The white gull sings,

The sunset burns the rosin,

The white skirt rests on the dead leaves,

......”

...

In the 'high-density greenhouse area', countless residents looked at the red white gulls overhead, they felt lost, but no one knew what would happen.

In the 'House of Hope', the hangover 'people' are still hungover, they are still cheering for every performance, they are still chasing false labels, they are still numb as every spectator.

The old man 'Samba' was smoking a cigarette in the kitchen, his brow furrowed, and behind him, there were many employees standing, who were not working, and they were looking up at the white gulls in the sky.

Unlike 'samba', these employees are all smiling.

"You should leave... You're still young..."

"Old man Samba, this is your home, and it is also our home. ”

I don't know who replied, and everyone immediately rejoiced.

Looking at the smiling faces, the dull 'samba' old man also laughed, he slightly tilted his head to look at the white gull in the sky, and whispered in his heart:

"Hornby... Although I don't know how you choose who will survive and who will die, I hope you can bring real hope to those who have left..."

Then, the old man looked at the jubilant hangover outside:

"And those who have chosen to give up, also hope that the great goddess of light will be willing to receive their souls..."

The sound of the white gulls is getting louder and louder, and the red sea in the sky is getting wider and wider, and almost the entire Deno area is covered by this sea of white gulls.

On the streets, countless figures are also looking up at the sky, and a few smart people seem to sense that something is wrong, because there are so many white gulls today, and these white gulls are almost like singing with death.

As the singing of the 'Angel Zone' spread to the 'High-Density Greenhouse Zone', a few smart people have begun to flee, but the vast majority of them are still drunk and asleep, still engaged in various dark areas of work.

...

In the 'factory area', military cars are constantly running.

In the car, many factory workers, as well as their families, were very confused.

No one knew what was going on, and they weren't told what was going on.

As Dale said, they are not 'people', they are just parts, and no one will ever tell them what 'life' is, all they need to do is to install and operate on a machine.

The military vehicles did not drive from the 'high-density greenhouse area', but drove directly out of the Ejohnson from another road, and ran in different directions according to the different types of factories.

It was like a separation, but it came so quickly that they barely said goodbye.

These people in the 'factory area' are like being chased by the world, and one day the world tells you that it's time to leave, so they leave.

Some young girls and teenagers are still in love, and when they see each other's cars rushing in different directions, they want to scream and cry, but in the end no one makes a sound, they just wave their hands and seem to say goodbye.

And goodbye...

A lot of times it's never to be seen again.

Most lives are like this, you think it's just a brief separation, but it's actually the last side of your life.

As Yorkham Jones said, many people are destined to be sacrificed or 'sacrificed'.

However, the vast majority of people are 'sacrificed', and they have never had the right to choose, even the right to choose 'sacrifice', which is a noble morality.