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Chapter 718 Chapter 710 Six · "Do electronic sheep dream of spring?"

"I am Andrews of the Freedom Alliance. Long time no see, Santo, you are still so young." The next middle-aged man bowed and smiled.

"Long time no see, Andrews, welcome." Su Mingan said.

"I am amazed at your perfect war decision in the 49th year of the cataclysm." Andrews said: "Under your leadership, human beings will be able to drive [Tavi] out."

"...Yes, humans will win." Su Mingan said.

However, after he faked his death, the voice of the gods did not ring in his ears. Without the command of the gods, how could he win...

Now he has to command millions of legions and shoulder the fate of hundreds of millions of human beings... His experience of being omnipotent and invincible is obviously just a bubble, but everyone believes in him so much.

One after another, the lords swore loyalty to him, and the room shone with bright medals, and gold was everywhere.

After the interview came to an end, Su Mingan turned and walked into the back room.

As soon as he closed the door, he took off his white gloves, threw them into the trash can next to him like a fly, and put on a new pair of gloves.

Yueyue sat on the sofa, staring at the sand table on the table.Seeing Su Mingan push the door in, she raised her head: "Take a break, your complexion is not very good."

"There are quite a lot of conflicts between the newly promoted generals and the direct line of the city lord, which cannot be ignored." Su Mingan said.

Next to him, Lu Sisi said: "The dungeon is now in the final process. Since ancient times, there has been a saying that 'a cup of wine releases the power of soldiers'. It is normal for heroes to feel scared. It is indeed not time to rest."

"Let him rest. After all, he was only a student before, and I feel tired..." Yamada Machiichi said.

"Su Ming'an, is he a student?" Lu Jia said with a serious tone, looking at Su Ming'an: "No, Asa Actor, you are the lord of the city."

This is the first time Lu calls you "You".

"Whether you like it or not, when the dungeon assigns you such an identity, you can't turn back. I am ten years older than you. If you don't know how, I will teach you how to face these." Lu said.

Su Mingan was silent for a moment: "...Thank you."

"After seeing the scene of the ruined world, I once again believe that we did nothing wrong in creating the Peak Alliance. Heroes will be feared. We need a place after the war, and you have all the qualities to lead mankind out of darkness." Lu said .

"You mean...to make me a post-war dictator?" Su Mingan said.

"No." Lu looked up:

"It should be said... the guardian."

"You carry the lives of hundreds of millions of people on your back."

……

【Doomsday City·Outside】

"Grandma, when will we go home..." A little girl clutched her clothes tightly.

They were in the dilapidated refugee team, covered with frostbite, sallow and emaciated.

They were refugees, and when they heard that a war was about to start, they quickly wanted to find a city to hide in.Thousands of such refugees gathered at the gate of the city.

"Tuantuan, we will be entering the city soon..." Her grandmother comforted her.

"My mother said before freezing to death that my grandma used to say that as long as we saw the dawn rise, we would have spring, but why did spring disappear..." The little girl said: "My mother also said that when she was a child, she saw a crow on the train. , but why are there no crows...Grandma, I miss my mother..."

Grandma hugged her thin body tightly and choked with sobs:
"Tuantuan. I miss Nini too..."

From the second year of the cataclysm to the 2nd year of the catastrophe, it is a history of human suffering.

Before the War of Dawn, human beings suffered from the rule of gods and cruel executions.

In the early days of the War of Dawn, human beings suffered from raging wars and sudden nuclear explosions.

In the later period of the War of Dawn, human beings suffered from self-conquest and shortage of resources.

The real dawn will always be in the future that is not connected to them, as if there is a sharp knife cutting off the future.They greeted only suffering.

"Hey - the number of refugees in Doomsday City is full, you can change places! No more!"

At this moment, the line at the gate stopped, and soldiers came running to chase people away.

Grandma's face turned pale—they had traveled hundreds of kilometers to reach Doomsday City, and now they were about to be driven away again... They could no longer walk, and the only end was to freeze to death on the road.

"—Didn't it say that Doomsday City will accommodate refugees?"

"——I've never heard of the request that the number of people is full. Why did you tell us that we won't accept it when we arrived?"

The hope of survival faded, people shouted like madmen, and the colorful cloth strips were like waving flags.

"There is going to be a war recently, and the whole city is under martial law. They cannot accept too many refugees. The higher-ups have issued a new policy. It is said that only the refugees who need help the most can enter the Doomsday City. Alright, you should quickly change places." The soldier explained, and started to rush again. People are like one tide pushing another tide.

"Aren't we the refugees who need help the most? My husband has been frozen to death!" Thousands of refugees were like a raging tide, and all kinds of noisy voices came out.

"My whole family is dead, and I don't have any warm stones on me. If you drive me away, you are forcing me to die!"

"Why is there a war again!? Isn't the War of Dawn over? What the hell is that city lord doing!"

"He died, lived and died. Who knows what the hell he is, I saw that devil Lin Guang pushing his corpse before, what kind of bionic body, isn't this a monster?"

"..."

Grandma hugged the little girl in her arms tightly so as not to be scattered by the sudden surge of people.People with red faces are like monkeys scratching their heads.

She closed her eyes tightly and warmed the little girl's body. They hugged each other for warmth all the way.

"Don't be afraid, Tuantuan, there is always a place for us to live. In this world, we won't force the living to death..." she whispered.

On the city wall, the horn sounded, and it was the voice of the soldier captain:
"If you want to enter the city to receive assistance, you refugees, please show proof that you are refugees..."

"..."

People froze.

There is only one wall away from survival, but they are isolated from the human world for such a ridiculous reason. How can they have any proof...

They roared, scolded, and screamed, but their thin bodies couldn't resist the wave of soldiers' impact. After a while, the crowd dispersed helplessly. They turned around with numb steps, and walked on the last desperate journey.

Grandma hugged the little girl and moved slowly. After walking a few steps, she found that there was no sound in her arms.

She thought her granddaughter was asleep: "Tuantuan, wake up, we have to go on."

The girl didn't move.

"Tuantuan, don't sleep, we still have to travel overnight."

The girl remained silent.

Grandma turned the girl over, and saw the girl's little pale face, her eyes closed, and she was not breathing under her nose.

The world forcefully forced the living into the dead at a very young age.

"..."

She bowed down, trembling, and hugged the frozen girl tightly.

It seems to have become a tombstone.

……

【Northern Lieser Valley】

In the valley, North Liser sat by the stream and helped his fellow electrical appliance men replace parts.

"Xiao Bei, I heard that there is a war in Doomsday City?" A man in the refrigerator said, "But starting a war won't solve any problems... The problem now is not [Tawei], it's the exhaustion of human resources..."

Bei Lissel closed her eyes, her white hair fluttering in the warm wind: "I know."

The grid-like time is three lines in parallel, and the resources needed by the Dawn system to construct the dimension are always being consumed.

He had heard before that some people said that this is "the most critical Kaiusta, which is related to the fate of the world", and now it is true, the three-dimensional resources are close to a critical point of exhaustion.

"Human beings may not be able to survive the catastrophe and reset in 72 years..." North Lissel bit his finger: "If this dimension collapses, everyone will be finished, and there will be no next simulation. 'Past', 'Now' ', 'the future'. Both will collapse at the same time..."

"What should I do, Xiao Bei?" The radio man made a piercing voice.

"There is no way, resources can't be generated out of thin air. But didn't [Tawei] give us a way?" Beiliser said: "Hand over Akto in exchange for resources. Humans can only live through this way .”

He suddenly raised his head.

"Listen." He said, "Here we go again."

Above the sky, the sound spread throughout the world.

[Hand over Asa Actor.Push him to the edge of the world, and we will give you enough wealth and resources to survive...]

[Hand over Asa Actor...]

This voice has echoed for many years.At first people didn't believe this kind of nonsense, but as the invasion deepened, some people really received the resources bestowed by [Tawei], and too many people were bewitched by [Tawei] and became new believers.

The refugees died from the self-expulsion of human beings. When they were dying, [Tawei] gave them resources, saved them, and became their gods.

Northern Lissel closed her eyes.

"No, I'm going to help him, I can't hide from the world anymore..." Beilisel said, "Stay here and wait for me to come back."

……

The course of the war was not smooth.

Because the goal of the war is not clear at all.

Kill one red-eyed army, another one will usher in, someone will always be bewitched, someone will always be invaded.Su Ming'an once again released the Dafa of preaching the aura of screen recording, but the fatal problem is not in this aspect at all.

The shortage of resources is the biggest obstacle to human survival. [One-and-a-half-dimensional] In a dimension that is not connected up and down, there is no way to get support.Unless it lasts until the world resets in 72 years.

This barren land has lost God's favor and has become like hell.

The dungeon opens No. 17 days and nights.

In the 65th year of the catastrophe, the population dropped to two-thirds of the original.Among them, starvation to death, freezing to death and other death methods accounted for the majority.

Su Mingan sat by the bonfire in the ruins, surrounded by a confused Sen and others.

If the cataclysmic 49-year war before, it was to fight against the camp of gods and take down the city of gods.This time the war had almost no purpose, as if it was just killing for the sake of killing.No matter how many red-eyed enemies they kill, the number of people who are frozen to death will always increase.The military can kill, but it can't save anyone.

This is never-ending despair.

"It's not gods or beliefs that kill humans, it's humans themselves." Sen murmured.

...too many want them to hand over the Santo.

Suddenly, he saw Xi standing up.

In the middle of the crowd with injuries all over her body, she walked out slowly.Everyone looked at her who was also covered in injuries.

"Please don't give up." Xi said, "We must protect the people of Doomsday City and fight until the last moment."

She held her head high:
"—We would rather freeze to death because of lack of resources. We can't be killed by [Tawei]'s bewitched... This is the meaning of our battle."

What a desperate battle.

Just to change the way to die.

Her face was covered with frostbite, and the outside temperature was getting lower and lower. It was the cold that went straight to the soul.

"Xiaoshuai, handing over you won't solve the problem, it will only lead to greater despair." Xi squatted down, squeezed Su Mingan's hand, and clasped the three No. 30 nets she gave him in his palm.

She murmured, as if convincing herself:
"You are the best, I can't lose you."

"..." Su Mingan didn't speak.

Although the current situation is difficult and there is no guidance from the gods, he relied on his own judgment of the situation and tried his best to lead people to this year.His companions did not give up, and kept protecting him.

Although it was difficult, people also said that he seemed to have lost his god-like wisdom and became an ordinary person.

But they come down.

He felt a tightness in front of him, and Xi hugged him.

There is no passion in this embrace, it is just the warmth between the cold.

Her eye sockets were hot and humid, and the breath she exhaled tended to be cold, and her originally delicate skin was full of scars and frostbite.

——When she hugged him, he even still seemed to be frozen, with no sense of reality.

Her face rubbed against his chest, her lips cracked, and she still insisted:
"I won't hand over your..."

"Why do you always have to sacrifice you to achieve a barely watchable ending..."

"It's come this far, who wants to admit defeat at the end..."

People watch them.

No one said anything like "hand over the city lord".

They struggled in the cold, fought in the dark, and always hoped that the war would end and that new resources could be found.

Although only despair is ushered in.

Human beings are such creatures struggling to survive, lingering until now for that little unyielding belief.

"...I get it, I love you all." Su Mingan put his arms around her thin back.

Subtle singing came out, and then it became louder and louder. Scarred people sang softly. In front of the burning bonfire, they seemed to be able to keep warm with this, leaving hope in this desperate world.

In the long night, only they motivate themselves, trying to keep the voice of the morning star.

They sang songs that originated during the War of the Dawn, and lifted their heads high in the cold wind, as if they could glimpse the dawn.

……

"What song is there that deserves our stop and listen?

"And what ideal is worth sacrificing one's life alone?

"Dear,

"Dear,

"It's your unyielding voice...

"Please don't be afraid in the night,
"Watch the new dawn with me,

"We have the wind of freedom...

"If the lamb runs between 0 and 1,
"If butterflies dance among the flowers of data,
"Dear,

"Dear,

"Do electric sheep dream of spring...?"

……

They're a herd of electronic sheep struggling in the loop.

Electric sheep also yearn for spring.

……

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[Historical records, the War of Dawn in the Ruins World (32 Years of the Cataclysm - 72 Years of the Cataclysm) lasted for 40 years. 】

【Catastrophe 49 Years——After the end of the 'interim period' in Cataclysm 63 years, people started a more desperate war. 】

[This time, they couldn't find any enemies. 】

【The biggest enemy... comes from human desire and greed. 】

[More than 300 million humans died in this cold and hunger. 】

……

……

[——According to a total of [-] simulation records, human beings finally chose to hand over Asa Actor every time. 】

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(End of this chapter)