I don't have a system but I have a hammer

The arsonist naturally heard what he meant, but he still refused to let go...

"Is what you and I said the same thing? I'm not worried about No. [-]'s ability at all, but what will happen to the people in the base after he leaves?"

As soon as these words came out, the rat and I frowned at the same time...

"It's weird, what does it have to do with the people in the base if I can't leave? Wasn't it working normally when I didn't come?"

The arsonist pointed to the door behind him, silently shaking his head...

"It seems that you don't know at all. Forget it, let me tell you the truth. Before you came, most of them just regarded the base as a place to survive during the apocalypse... "

"That's why it often happens that people listen to the tune and don't listen to the announcement, and conflicts and incidents often occur between them. To put it bluntly, if it weren't for the abundant food reserves, the base would have been a mess, but you..."

At the same time as the words paused, his eyes changed, with a bit of burning, a bit of admiration, a bit of admiration...

"From the first day you came to the base, the atmosphere here has changed drastically. They no longer quarrel over trivial matters, and they no longer fight over who is going to patrol, and they will not be passive and sabotage because there is no leader..."

The rat suddenly said...

"Why didn't I know about the fight?"

The arsonist curled his lips...

"You stay in the lab all day, you know what the hell..."

The rat shrugged and stopped talking...

I picked up the topic with a strange face...

"I think what you said is a bit exaggerated..."

The arsonist nods...

"Yes, I didn't really believe that this group of people would change so much at first, but then I realized the reason. The reason why they changed was entirely because the housekeeper showed them a video on the day you came..."

While talking, he took out the communicator casually, called up a video from it, and handed it over...

"You can take a look first..."

I took the communicator casually, and pressed the play button while puffing out the clouds...

"Hello, everyone…"

In the picture is the old housekeeper lying on the hospital bed. He looks as elegant as ever, even though his hair has been shaved, his face is wrinkled and his hands tremble slightly, but his eyes are shining with hidden wisdom as usual...

It can be seen that this video should be recorded before the craniotomy, and it is obviously very hasty, because the duration is very short, only a few minutes...

While I was thinking, the old butler spoke again...

"Everyone should already know about my situation. That's right. I'm going to the operating room soon. Because I don't know if God will bless me to recover, I want to leave a few words for the members of the red turban..."

"I know that this year has been difficult for everyone, but it is undeniable that you are countless times happier than those who are starving and freezing outside, because you still have a safe place to live and canned food. For dinner..."

"But have you ever thought about why you can survive until now? Why is there so much food here? And why should I keep you here? Obviously, I can drive you all away regardless of your life and death, alone All the food to myself, no?"

As if to give others a buffer time, the old butler casually picked up the cup beside the bed, took a sip with deep eyes, then raised his head and sighed...

"Because... Mr. Seven needs you!"

Putting down the cup, with the help of the little housekeeper, he slowly leaned against the head of the bed with a smile on his lips and a relaxed expression...

"I remember that the master once commented on Mr. No. [-] before he was alive. The world misunderstood him too much. Everyone, including me, owes him a thank you, and even more a sorry..."

Speaking of this, the old housekeeper seemed to be a little excited, his eyes turned red involuntarily, and even his tone became much lower...

"Three years ago, when the rat disaster had just ended, the whole world was talking about the great contributions made by the Alliance and China to mankind, but they kept silent about Mr. Seven's heroic act of resisting three missiles alone. ..."

"February NO.13, the United Nations Health Organization made a public live broadcast, successively awarded the (Outstanding Human Contribution Award) to the general manager of the No. [-] base station, and all the top executives of the Scavenger Alliance, and even built [-] statues for them , for future generations to admire..."

"Yes, they have gained fame and honor, as well as praise and admiration from people all over the world, but our Mr. Seven, what did he get? Hehe, he got a global arrest warrant..."

After laughing at himself, the old butler began to feel depressed...

"Maybe what I said is not comprehensive enough, because apart from the arrest warrant, there are also misunderstandings from the people of the world, but everyone, do you know what Mr. Seven did when he endured all this?"

After a question, he expressed admiration...

"He is saving people, and he is still saving people. He is saving people every day, every night, all the time, without rest, without fatigue. From the first day I knew him, until now, he is always on the way to save people ..."

"So, why are you still alive now? That's because he used his flesh and blood to block three missiles for you who didn't know it, and used his body that is not much better than the disabled to resist for mankind. Countless dangers that could destroy the world..."

Speaking of this, the old butler was already in tears, but still tried his best to stabilize his emotions, smiling at the camera...

"Before us, he was alone, but now, he is no longer alone, because we will be his only backing, perhaps in a sense, we are also saving mankind, so..."

During the pause in his tone, bursts of brilliance appeared in his eyes...

"Please help Mr. No. [-] well, because he has experienced suffering all his life, has been working for mankind all his life, and has been moving forward amid injustice and misunderstanding all his life, but mankind needs him, and he needs us..."

As soon as the wind changed, his mood began to become depressed again...

"In my life, there are two regrets. One is that I failed to take good care of the two young masters, which caused them to pass away at a young age. The other is that I failed to accompany the old master to the end. There will be more things I regret, but now I understand..."

"My biggest regret is that I can't continue to help Mr. Seven, and I can't see him enjoying his own life, and I can't see the day when he clears up his grievances. I feel sorry for myself and feel worthless for him. ..."

As he spoke, he put his gaze in front of the camera, his eyes were extremely hot and dazzling...

"But, you can! So please try your best to help Mr. Seven, this is my only last wish!"

At this point, the video ends...

Meanwhile, the helicopter has landed...

But no one spoke in the entire cockpit, neither did the rat, nor did the arsonist, nor did I...

pat~

It wasn't until the cigarette butts were extinguished that the arsonist let out a long breath...

"Before you came, no one listened to what the little butler said, because his qualifications were too low. If the old butler didn't intend to promote him, he might still be the old boy who served the old master..."

"But now, I understand the good intentions of the old butler, because the little butler is indeed the most suitable person to take his place. He has not made this video public until you showed up, and he showed it to us... "

"Why? Because he doesn't care about what others think of him at all. He only cares about the people in the base, whether he can help you wholeheartedly, number seven, so I beg you to stay, even if you go to the Niger base, at least find a few people to accompany you , or I can go for you..."

"Otherwise, if you leave without saying a word, the little butler's efforts will be in vain. I'm really afraid that it will go back to the time when the old butler just passed away. Everyone only cares about themselves and never thinks about others. Number seven, you... "

I waved my hand to interrupt his heart-to-heart confession, then smiled...

"Thank you, you guys, for everything you have done for me. Now that this is the point, I will tell you the truth. You follow me. In the end, there is only... a dead end!"