"No TV, no computer, no beer...... Cigars only...... But it's not bad, I like it. ”

Logan held a cigar bigger than his thumb and expanded his chest into the empty night sky.

At this time, Wolverine has changed into his signature black biker jacket, which makes him look more lean.

“...... Have you really decided?"

Beside him, the big man in the standard armor of the Knights of the Heroes of St. Austan made one last confirmation.

"Decided, we didn't know where those Santa Coalition people were, so we were delaying our advance, but those roars just now made me lock down their position, so I don't have to worry about running around and hitting where I shouldn't. ”

Logan inhaled hard, and the fire of the cigar brightened violently.

This team was the reinforcement of St. Austin to support the Santa Alliance, but their journey was obviously a little slow, because the situation on both sides was unclear, and there was no clear source of information, so the army had to carefully explore the unknown territory ahead every day of its advance, and the speed of such a march was not fast.

In such a situation, the roars of the orc leaders pierced through the place where the team was, which pointed the way for the blackened army.

In addition to Logan's most perverted ability of immortality, his eyesight and hearing are also different from ordinary people, so he immediately locked on to the location where the voice came from.

"I see, then please play a striker. I led the soldiers and then arrived. ”

The truth that the soldiers are fast will not be unknown to the Han. And......

"Boys, let's go!"

Logan nodded, reached out and threw the cigar he was holding to the ground, stepped on it, turned around and waved his hand, stepped onto the heavy locomotive beside him, and rushed out towards the dark end with the roar of the engine.

Boom Boom !!!!!

One hundred and fifty large men wrapped in cold metal, strode after him into the infinite darkness, their steps so uniform that the earth trembled......

Although the number of people in this team is not large, it seems that it is not possible for anyone to stop such a team.

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“...... It's you...... You're right, you're guiding us, aren't you?"

There was a flashing red light everywhere, and the shrill sirens kept on a monotonous cycle.

All sorts of people can be seen busily running back and forth, trying to keep the situation from getting worse.

Only Mu Luo (handsome guy) and the undead scourge (handsome guy) stood silently in place as if they didn't see the chaos in front of them, and in front of them was an ever-expanding mass of things.

Can't put it into words. Completely beyond human imagination. Even if all the wisdom of mankind for thousands of years is gathered, it is impossible to find the right words to describe it.

If there is a definition for it, it is "chaos".

Nothing is stored in zài......

Before that "chaos", there was another petite figure.

Ginger.

No, the name is just a code name. Now everyone doesn't know if that storage zài can be called a storage zài.

"Thank you very much. If it weren't for you. This door of return will not open so lightly. ”

As if there were no feelings, Ginger said lightly to Murro.

"Indeed, you are the greatest scholar that Trantac has ever seen. ”

"Are you sarcastic about us?"

"No, no, no, I'm telling the truth. ”

There was still no emotional ebb and flow in Kingill's words. There is not even malice or good intentions.

It was originally a person with a very weak sense of existence, so weak that Feng Kan wanted to say to her, "Come on, don't disappear". ("Come on, don't disappear Miss Pigment" has the weakest sense of zài in the history of the protagonist.) ）

It's such a person who has an unusually weak sense of storage, a person like who doesn't make people feel her storage anywhere, and a person who doesn't notice any action.

This is the kind of person who unknowingly influences everyone's actions.

Really unconsciously.

"I don't know how she did it, but when she showed up, every decision we made that we thought was our own was like moving forward on a path that she had set out to do. ”

Murro (the skeleton) said to the others.

"We only found out about it at the last minute. ”

Undead Scourges (Skeletons) added.

Gingill, this woman, she really didn't do anything, didn't give any opinions, didn't make any noticeable moves, and didn't even communicate very little with other people.

But even so, Murro and the Undead Scourge continued to follow a path of no return, as if they were on a track she had laid out.

It's hard to explain, or how to explain it, but it seems that the existence of a woman like Ginger can influence the choices they make, even though she is a woman with an unusually weak sense of existence.

This woman is rarely noticed, but even if she doesn't, she can still make an impact on others, very little.

For example, when Murro was rummaging through the information, he happened to have the information on what he needed summarized by his predecessors, and this information was placed in that place by this woman a month ago.

Another example: when there was a bottleneck in the research of the undead scourge, she happened to fall when she was passing by occasionally, and after the undead scourge smiled at her funny falling posture, she suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and the research topic made a major breakthrough.

Another example: earlier, at a meeting to choose whether to use vector energy or time energy as the research topic, her casual remark (no one can even remember what this sentence is) made Murro and the others finally decide to use "time" as the material for their research......

A qiē and a qiē seem to have nothing to do with her, but a qiē and a qiē seem to be moving in the direction she wants......

"Why?"

The last of the last. Murro and the Undead Scourge had finally come to their senses, but others couldn't think of them the way they did. Even if they explain it to others, it will only be dismissed as gossip.

"No why, it's just...... I just want to return the world to its original form. ”

Kingill's bland language can't help but irritate people.

"Back to the beginning?

"Now, this world, do you think there is any meaning?"

"What did you say?"

"If you have studied particles, you should know? All worlds originate from countless coincidences, under the huge energy burst, countless positive particles and antiparticles are produced in countless instants, and these pairs of particles will also annihilate each other at the moment of generation, but as long as the energy of the explosion is large enough, there is a 1 in a billion chance that the positive particles will not be annihilated and remain. These positive particles coalesced over the infinite years following the Big Bang. As the temperature of the universe drops, various substances are formed...... This is the birth of our universe, isn't it?) (The above is the process of the birth of the universe verified by quantum physics, of course, the formal process is more complex and esoteric, but I will not mention it here.) ）

“......”

"All the matter in this universe includes you and me. It's just the dregs of the Great Explosion, isn't it?

“......”

"What's the point of the world? What's the point of wisdom? When there is such a thing as living things in the world. When there is such a thing as intelligence in living beings. Everybody takes this qiē for granted, but -- what's the point of all this?"

“......”

Murro and the Undead Scourge didn't answer, or they simply didn't know how to answer them.

"Beings with intelligence divide the world as they wish. Everything is separated, right and wrong, right and wrong, good and evil, profit and loss...... What's the point of all this? I don't understand, yes, can you answer me?"

“...... What?"

"What is right, what is wrong, what is the definition of right and wrong, what is the meaning, what is existence, what is extinction, what is the meaning of existence and extinction, and what is the meaning of existence in this world?"

“......”

Murro opened his mouth, but didn't know how to answer.

What is the meaning of the existence of the world, or do we live in this world of existence and thus give some meaning to the world?

There is no way to answer this question.

"Why should there be a world without meaning? I just want to bring this meaningless world back to its roots. ”

"The original state of all things, the posture that should have been - 'nothing'. ”

"There is nothing, not even the concept of 'nothing', the truest face of all things. ”

"There will be nothing, no pain, no troubles, no wars, no diseases, no one high or low, no one rich or poor, the happiest world is the world, I just want to go back to that world. ”

"Now, thank you. ”

"Thank you for helping me open this door to the blessed world. ”

"I went first, to the most real world. ”

"I'll wait for you. ”

Staccato words, words that pause but don't know what to say.

Ginger disappeared into the "chaos", and the expanding chaos quickly swallowed up the surrounding chaos......

“......”

“............”

“..................”

When all the qiē was swallowed by chaos, there was only deep darkness left around them.

No one spoke, and Kingill's last words left one at a loss as to how to react.

“...... The woman...... Is it a madman?"

After a long time, Xiu exhaled heavily, and just now he felt as if something heavy was pressing against his chest.

“...... No, not so much a madman...... With her style, I think it's more like Nyarato ......"

Feng Kan shook his head, letting the chaotic brain sort out some order.

"Now I understand a little...... Why can't Osetin see the woman anymore. ”

............................................................................................................... (To be continued......)