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The only child has a life-threatening road ahead. As a parent, can you just watch all this happen?

So as a parent, you will definitely try your best to stop your child, even if you break his legs, even if you kneel down and cry shamefully, even if your hands are stained with blood and you trample on all the morals and laws in the world, you must keep your child away from danger and live safely and healthily.

Although it is extreme and selfish, this is the love of being a parent.

Yes, how can you just watch your child die?

"Mom and Dad, thank you for taking care of you for so many years." The handsome boy reached out and hugged the elderly Ji Heguang and Bai Wei in his arms. His voice was soft and refreshing, like the summer sea breeze kissing the wings of a seagull. "I am very happy to be your child in this life, and I will always be grateful."

Ji Heguang is old, with white hair, and his once upright body has shrunk. He curled up in front of the boy's not upright chest, looking like a complete old man.

He buried himself in his son's chest, saying nothing, and lost all his vitality at this moment.

Bai Wei was already a frail old lady. Her shoulders trembled and twitched. She grasped the boy's arm tightly, and the veins on the back of her hand were twisted and ugly.

She gritted her teeth in a restrained and fierce manner, and occasionally couldn't help but let out a few timid sobs.

——Even if I break his legs...

"You gave me the happiness of a mortal, and let me understand what family is. With your love, I will move forward fearlessly."

——Even if I kneel down and beg shamefully...

"Dad, Mom, goodbye. I'm sorry that I became your child and let you suffer such pain..."

——Even if my hands are stained with blood and I trample on all the morals and laws in the world...

Ji Heguang grabbed Le Jing's shoulders, raised his head, his eyes were red, and roared: "Fuck the end of the world! Fuck the evil god! You can kill as many people as you want, I don't care! I just want my son to survive!" He looked at Le Jing almost begging, "Stay, okay? Don't go... There are so many countries in the world, so many nuclear bombs, and tens of millions of troops. They must have a way to fight against the evil god!"

Le Jing stared at the begging old man in silence. He gently wiped the water marks from the corners of his father's eyes and let out a subtle sigh from his chest : "Dad, I was born to fight the evil god. This is my destiny and the reason why Ji Hejing was born."

"What destiny, I..."

"Let him go!" Bai Wei's cold voice interrupted Ji Heguang's words. The little old lady raised her head, loosened her hand holding her son's arm, and pulled off her husband's hand holding her son's shoulder. Her eyes were red but her expression was firm, "Don't stop him, let him go."

"The rise and fall of the country is the responsibility of every man. I would rather my son die as a hero on the battlefield, and I will never let him become a coward who is afraid of death and makes people laugh." At the time of farewell, the bloodiness inherited from the Sichuan Army burst out from this Sichuan woman's bones. Her eyes were sad but proud and firm. "I won't give you a flag with the word death, I just ask you to go forward bravely without cherishing your body! If you are alive, I will wait for you to return triumphantly at home. If you die in battle, we will be mother and son again in the next life!"

Ji Heguang opened his mouth wide and stared at his wife in shock, as if he knew her for the first time in his life.

Le Jing was stunned, and a few seconds later he showed a gentle smile. He gently hugged the lioness, "I will come back alive, I promise."

Bai Wei trembled, and the tears that she had been holding back for a long time finally burst out. She choked and said, "I'll wait for you at home."

...

The boy opened the door, and there were already soldiers waiting outside. He turned around and left without looking back.

Ji Heguang stared blankly at his son's back, tears streaming down his face. He used up all his strength to not chase him. He almost felt resentful, but he didn't know who he should resent, so he muttered to himself and complained to his wife: "I can't compare to you. You have a high level of consciousness, you sacrifice yourself for others, you can be cruel, but I can't be cruel..."

His complaints were interrupted by Bai Wei's sudden heartbreaking cry.

The old woman covered her chest, slowly squatted down, howled and vomited, and her wailing was as miserable and desperate as a lost mother wolf, "Le Le... My Le Le!!!"

Ji Heguang was struck by lightning. He slowly squatted down, hugged his wife's thin body tightly, and cried like his wife.

Ji Heguang could do nothing, nothing.

He could only watch his son's figure getting farther and farther away.

Not because of justice.

But his son's back told him: No need to chase.

……

July 7, 2053, China was in the middle of summer.

On a summer afternoon, the sky was clear, the sparrows on the street corner sang melodiously, and every note was full of sunshine. The tall Chinese sycamores on the sidewalk blocked the sky, and a big yellow dog was lying under the shade of the tree, yawning lazily.

This was an ordinary summer afternoon.

The TV in the small supermarket on the street was playing the midday news:

"Mr. Jing and the support troops have arrived in Antarctica. The ferocious tentacles broke through the ice. The endless ice and snow were soaked in turbid black blood. At this time, Antarctica has turned into a bloody hell..."

"The evil god will wake up at any time. The final battle horn has sounded. This is the last battle to determine the survival of human civilization. Mr. Jing is the first blockade line of mankind, and he carries the earnest expectations of 8 billion people around the world..."

Li Jingwen, who was waiting in line to check out, looked up and stared at the news on TV, with a solemn expression and a few tears in her eyes.

Although more than 30 years have passed, Mr. Jing still looks like a teenager.

Even his personality is that of a teenager.

The boy on the screen had a calm face, and his eyes burned with a firm belief of never giving up and moving forward.

Li Jingwen stared at him, but her eyes penetrated the screen, penetrated more than 30 years of long years, and seemed to see another boy in the blur.

That boy also had the word Jing in his name.

She was already a grandmother, but that boy was still a boy.

Even she herself was surprised that after so many years, she had never forgotten that boy.

In her darkest and most painful years, it was that boy who silently paid attention to her, and it was his encouragement that gave her the courage to leave home.

However, before she could express her gratitude in person, before she could really understand her little boy, the little boy who had not yet grown up passed away and fell asleep forever in the summer of the year when he was 16 years old.

The little boy she liked would always stay at the age of 16.

What kind of person was the little boy? What kind of life did he have? Li Jingwen would never know.

The last time she heard about her little boy was the year Li Jingwen graduated from college.

The boy's mother killed his father and brutally dismembered him. This terrible murder case caused an uproar in the small town, and even the boy who had been dead for several years was mentioned again.

It is said that the boy's mother was mentally ill and had tried to kill her son many times.

It is said that the boy's father was a professor at the Public Security University on the surface. He always hated criminal behavior, but secretly planned many crimes. He was the "contemporary Moriarty" that the police had been searching for for many years.

It is said that the boy's mother was sentenced to life imprisonment...

"Grandma, one hundred and fifty yuan!" The tender voice of a child interrupted Li Jingwen's thoughts. She was stunned for a second, and then she saw the urging eyes of the cashier. She reacted and quickly took out her mobile phone from her pocket to scan the code to pay.

When she was ready to leave with her things, the child raised a speechless smile and said firmly: "Grandma, don't be afraid, Mr. Jing will definitely defeat the bad guy god!"

Li Jingwen laughed: "Do you believe in Mr. Jing so much?"

The child smiled childishly: "Of course, that's Mr. Jing! The teacher said that Mr. Jing is the most powerful person in the world, even more powerful than Ultraman Armor Warrior Optimus Prime!"

"Well, we will definitely win." Li Jingwen said so, but she thought of her little boy again for no reason.

The little boy drowned because of his bravery.

Now, another boy named Jing once again stood up and acted bravely, but this time he wanted to save all mankind.

Li Jingwen's heart suddenly felt an indescribable throbbing, and an inexplicable uneasiness suddenly enveloped her.

It was like an ominous sign - Mr. Jing, will he have the same ending as Le Jing...?

...

Le Jing is now at the South Pole.

Under his feet is the ground that has turned into a flesh wall. Buildings, animals, plants, stones, ice... Everything that once existed here has been transformed into a wriggling blood-red flesh block, which constantly secretes disgusting and highly corrosive mucus, like the stomach of an animal digesting food.

The nearest army to him is also thousands of kilometers away.

Although the soldiers have accepted genetic modification technology, they are still human after all, and their bodies cannot withstand the gaze of the evil god. Once they meet the evil god, they will definitely be contaminated, and then their bodies will collapse and be assimilated into part of the evil god.

So in the end, only Le Jing, who is not afraid of the evil god's contamination, stands here.

He is the first barrier to stop the evil god.

If he cannot defeat the evil god, then at least he must perish with the evil god.

Otherwise, the leaders of all countries will press the button to launch nuclear bombs at the same time.

Tens of thousands of nuclear bombs will explode in Antarctica at once, and the largest mushroom cloud in the history of the earth will rise over Antarctica.

Under such power, no creature can survive.

The earth will also fall into a long nuclear winter, and mankind will fall into the most difficult time. But human civilization can be preserved to the greatest extent.

If even this cannot destroy the evil god, then mankind will only have one last way left - this is also the biggest reason why Le Jing promotes the evolution of all people.

With the help of Xingxiu, all surviving humans will be divided into pieces and migrate to other planes.

The strong physical fitness of the new generation of humans can not only allow them to better withstand the turbulence of time and space, but also rely on them to survive in the other world.

A huge yellow eye opened under Le Jing's feet. There were countless small eyes in the big eye, densely packed, like the compound eyes of enlarged insects. Ordinary humans would lose their minds and turn into monsters as long as they looked at it.

Then there was a pair of eyes, two pairs of eyes, ten pairs of eyes, a hundred pairs of eyes, a thousand pairs of eyes... In the flesh walls all over the mountains, endless, colorful evil eyes opened, and the turbid eyeballs rolled up and down, staring at the direction of Le Jing at the same time.

The huge, sticky malice almost distorted the air, and the sea water was like boiling water, making a gurgling sound.

He, woke up.