This time, Nikolai, who is even more crazy, is no longer pursuing drugs that do not exist in the world, but the greatest taboo for the living, the realm of life and death. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

That is...... Resurrection of the dead.

Both Lamech and Prafuda changed their faces when they heard this, a realm that no sane person should touch, but neither of them could point to Nikolai and say that he was wrong, and that Nikolai's sorrow and pain could not be judged by a sentence that did not concern his own right or wrong.

However, Praphda finally figured out one thing, Nikolai preferred to experiment with his own body and torture himself into this inhuman appearance, because he did not want eternal life, but wanted to bring the teacher back to life.

Moreover, in the act of experimenting with himself, he probably also wanted to use such torture to alleviate the harshness of the sin in his heart, the sin that should not be borne by him.

"Why? Why should I be so gentle, such a kind person, so naïve that I take saving and helping others as my own responsibility, to be treated so cruelly?!"

Nikolai did not roar, but the voice was more clearly imprinted in the hearts of everyone than the roar, which was the wail of the heart of a man who had been tortured to the point of being inhuman.

"Why don't good people get good rewards?"

In fact, Nikolai knew that fate and retribution were nothing more than ridiculous empty words, but the resentment of fate still kept coming up and could not be stopped.

"The teacher was very gentle, he must have been very painful and scared in the face of death, but in the end, he apologized to me ....... ”

Nikolai suffered, but there was still a chance to suffer, but the teacher who walked into death lost even the opportunity to feel pain.

"Even if it is the other way around, it is me who is about to die, the teacher will definitely change his words and say that the dying person is more painful, and then grieve and suffer for me, she is such a gentle person. ”

Even now, Nikolai is still in pain, and this feeling does not dissipate and fade with the passage of time, but gradually settles in his heart, until Nikolai's heart becomes a quagmire of dead silence.

And every time he recalls what happened in the past, it is like churning this quagmire, which makes Nikolai miserable, but even then he can't stop reminiscing, because only pain can make him forget his sorrow, because only this pain is the last bond that maintains the connection between him and his teacher.

"The more beautiful the dream, the more desperate it is to wake up. ”

Until the end of Nikolai's story, no one interjected, which was a small tribute that a few people who were listeners could offer.

Nikolai looked at Lucia and pleaded in a low profile that was completely incompatible with the enemy.

"You have a long life that humans can't match, right? Please, remember this story. ”

With that, Nikolai closed his eyes.

Pravda closed her eyes sadly, she understood the reason for Nikolai's abrupt remarks about her past experience.

"It's a good story, tragedy is more painful than comedy, that's why people can't leave. ”

Unlike usual, Lucia's smile also had a rare sense of seriousness.

"But I prefer stories that make people smile, so I promise you. (To be continued.) )