I'm not a theatre god

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Han Meng sat on the back seat of the car and closed the door forcefully.

"Are there any survivors?" Tan Xin looked through the window and scanned the corpses on the ground.

"Everyone involved in selling charcoal will not survive."

"Where's Yan Sheng?"

"I don't know." Han Meng paused, "But he won't survive either."

Tan Xin raised her brows slightly and did not ask further questions. Instead, she looked at the figure in gray cotton-padded clothes who left alone, "Who is he?"

Han Meng was silent for a long time, "He is just an innocent child."

Today's Zhao Yi is considered a fusion after all, and he is also the target of law enforcement officials. Han Meng emphasized the word "innocent" just to let Tan Xin let him go.

Tan Xin withdrew her gaze from Zhao Yi's back and spoke calmly:

"Let's drive."

As the vehicle moved forward, Han Meng finally felt relieved.

"How does it feel to be at Aurora Base?"

Hearing Tan Xin's words, Han Meng fell into silence. The figures that had been transformed beyond recognition due to human experiments flashed in his mind, and Dr. Yi's hysterical roar. After a long time, he slowly spoke:

"I saw desperation."

"Despair." Tan Xin nodded and looked at the rows of buildings outside the window. "We have never had real peace and stability. It's just the smoke and kites under the aurora that make us forget what the world originally looked like. Now, the aurora has disappeared. , it’s time to wake up from this sweet dream.”

"Is Aurora City really hopeless?" Han Meng frowned.

"Yes and no."

Under Han Meng's puzzled gaze, Tan Xin spoke again, "In the early days of the catastrophe, a nuclear bomb attacked this land. Tens of millions of lives were wiped out. Their souls were captured by a new magnetic field and turned into aurora. Integrated into it, they create an unprecedentedly powerful king, a patron saint under the aurora.”

"You mean, the birth of Lord Aurora?"

"That's right."

"What does this have to do with saving Aurora City?" Han Meng frowned, "Shouldn't the way to save Aurora City be to extend the life of Lord Aurora?"

"With our current technological means, it is simply impossible to extend his life. The only one who can extend his life is himself."

"What's the meaning?"

Tan Xin was silent for a moment, then slowly uttered four words: "Above the ninth level."

Han Meng was stunned for a moment, "Above the ninth level? Tenth level? Is it really possible?"

"I don't know if anyone has ever taken that step throughout the ages, but assuming that level really exists, it is the last hope of this realm."

"But now that Lord Aurora is dying of old age, how should he step above the ninth level?"

"I just said it."

Han Meng didn't understand what Tan Xin meant at first, but he reacted the next moment, "Don't tell me about the birth of Lord Aurora. You plan to sacrifice the three million people in Aurora City so that their souls can merge with Lord Aurora again." in vivo??"

"Tens of millions of souls have created a ninth-level Aurora Lord. Another three million souls may have a chance of knocking on that door."

“Are you crazy?!”

Han Meng, who had always been calm and composed, changed his expression at this moment, "So the explosives in the base are used to blow up Aurora City?? But what's the point of doing this? If you kill everyone in Aurora City, you will be saved. Aurora Lord, the Aurora Realm no longer exists!”

Tan Xin shook his head, "You are wrong. As long as Lord Aurora is alive, the Aurora Realm will exist. Maybe three hundred years later, a new city will be built on the ruins. Maybe there will be seven new districts or As long as the aurora never fades away in the nine regions, Aurora City will last forever.

This is how the Aurora City today came to be. "

Han Meng was stunned. He sat sideways on the back seat, and the streets on both sides receded beside him. He didn't know how long it took, and he shook his head again:

"But I'm not sure whether there are people above the ninth level. I'm not sure whether sacrificing these three million people will allow Lord Aurora to take that step. Why do you think this can be successful?"

"Aurora Base has calculated that the probability of successful implementation of this plan is less than 0.001."

"Then you still"

"Seeking a way out of slim possibilities is what it is to be human."

Han Meng opened his mouth, but didn't know how to refute. He sat back in his seat silently, as motionless as a sculpture.

"So, this is the Redemption Hand Project?"

"No."

Tan Xin shook his head, "The name of this plan is to relive the day Aurora was born, give up humanity and morality, and bet three million lives in exchange for Lord Aurora's chance of survival. This is the plan that Aurora Base is currently adhering to."

Han Meng was stunned for a moment.

"Then what is the hand of salvation?"

Tan Xin turned to look at Han Meng, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth:

"Have you ever listened to the record?"

The car slowly stopped in front of the lift at Aurora Base.

Tan Xin opened the door and got out of the car. Eight silver lines flashed silently on the hem of his black windbreaker. He adjusted his collar and looked calmly at the deep passage leading to the ground.

"Just wait for me here."

When Han Meng heard this, he did not follow him, but stood quietly by the car and waited.

Tan Xin walked to the elevator, pressed the button, and slowly sank deep underground.

"Vice General Tan Xin."

"Hello, Vice President."

The metal door of the elevator opened, and the law enforcement officer guarding on the side saw him walking out and immediately spoke respectfully. After checking the secret order, he passed through the levels and walked straight to the deepest part of the base.

Finally, he came to the last checkpoint leading to the fourth floor.

Next to the door, a red-haired woman in a white shirt and tie slowly raised her head, and when she saw Tan Xin coming, her eyes narrowed slightly.

"What's that look in your eyes?" Tan Xin was a little uncomfortable being stared at by her, and asked in confusion.

"Nothing." The red-haired woman closed the book in her hand, "I just want to confirm whether it is you."

Tan Xin thought of the destroyed sacrificial vessel on the third floor, and thought, "Red Heart 6 has been here? He also turned into my appearance?"

""

"You didn't really get fooled by him, did you?"

""

Tan Xin couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and his originally solemn and gloomy face showed a trace of relief, "Are all you Shura Path people so thick-skinned?"

"Tan Xin, pay attention to your tone and attitude towards your boss." The red-haired woman said coldly.

"I'm very sorry, respected General Hongxiu."

""The red-haired woman glanced at him, and the anger in her eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by a complex emotion,

"Have you really thought it through?"

"Yes."

"Okay." The red-haired woman nodded, slowly stood up from her seat, walked straight to the passage outside and stopped beside Tan Xin,

"You go, leave the rest to me."