Longevity Story

Just as there were candidates for [the hero who used the holy sword], there are also candidates for [the human race born to use the holy sword].

The race that once again took on the responsibility of becoming the [Holy Sword Sacrifice] is the [Elf Race]——

A race that is artificially born from the wandering souls of prematurely deceased children in the human race.

Simply, [the prematurely dead child of the human race] or something, maybe there were not many in the past, but now the land of the apocalyptic wasteland is everywhere, and there is no shortage of raw materials.

With the idea of ​​making the best use of everything, the "present human" high-level rulers who are trying to counterattack in this apocalypse are quietly pulling strings behind their backs, so that the black-haired and black-eyed decadent youth and born only as humanoid weapons and holy sword festivals The fairies of the product meet.

Using the pure souls of prematurely deceased children as raw materials, combined with the residual power of the former star gods, the goblin family born from the magic guidance technology is all girls.

Grow up as innocent and innocent as ordinary children, grow into a lovable and lovable girly posture that is very human aesthetics, and then die young in a beautiful posture of a girl - the so-called "fairy" is such a race.

The children of the goblin family and the decadent youth who do not belong to this era - as long as they meet, and establish a bond of mutual dependence without any conspiracy, everything will happen naturally.

Growing up in an orphanage, he was accustomed to taking care of children and getting along with the young fairy children, which made his dry soul shine.

But then, the young man who used to be a reserve hero naturally knew a fact—

In order to make the weapon girls with extremely short lifespans play the greatest role, they will go to the battlefield as "adults" at the age of thirteen or fourteen. Nowadays, there is no individual who has grown to the above level.

The girl who gets along with her day and night, the girl who blushes and asks in front of her what love is like, the girl who knows that her life is coming to an end, and wants to watch the sunset from the highest point of the floating island...

In a short period of time, the hero candidates who once lost everything found that they once again had an inseparable bond, and they were about to lose them again.

The hero candidate from ancient times, the last human being in the world had to drag his body to stand up again, and burn his afterglow for this apocalyptic world that has already begun the countdown.

He became a teacher of fairy weapon girls, teaching them the fighting methods and techniques that once belonged to human heroes, increasing their survival rate on the battlefield... just as the high-level rulers expected.

Everyone wants to live, and no one wants to see the few floating islands falling one by one.

In order to increase the hope of victory, the weapon should be sharper and more durable.

But—the ending was predictable from the start.

No matter how much you struggle, the earth is full of monsters that will not agree with anyone's efforts, tears and despair.

The ordinary army of the floating island died in large numbers, the fairies held holy swords and splattered blood in the sky, but the former hero candidate and the current fairy teacher can only watch everything happen——

Monsters threaten the lives of fairies, the holy sword consumes the lives of fairies, the power of the star god in the soul is eroding the lives of fairies, and the guardians of civilization ask fairies to sacrifice their lives...

When the girl burned her soul to the sword in exchange for strength in order to save the one she loved, the black-haired youth who was protected by the one she loved realized once again that this time he was not in the story. the protagonist.

After all, in the story, only the one who sacrificed himself to save the world is the real [Hero].

 … …

Selekia recalled in her mind that when she occasionally discovered and went to the homeworld of Zhanshen to explore, that world was completely hopeless.

In addition to the inexhaustible monsters, the first living person encountered by Selekia's exploration team was Zanjin.

After saving him and curing him, only after listening to his narration did I realize that the only remaining living people in the world are in heaven.

After that, Serekia didn't care too much.She has a group of professional teams who have been undertaking humanitarian rescue missions across the world for 20 years.

As long as you know that you can avoid [-]% of the risks by flying in the sky, there is no need for a high-end combat power like her to stay in that apocalyptic world.

Afterwards, there will naturally be a professional team from the Ark of Hongjie evacuating the small-scale demi-humans from the floating island to reproduce in other worlds.

As for the world of the apocalyptic wasteland, naturally no one will go there again, and the world coordinates are equivalent to invalidation.

In other words, apart from this black-haired young man who was guided by them to join the Ark of Hongjie, no one would mention that world again.

Whether it is obsession or persistence, if there is no problem that the contradictions and struggles in the courtyard of the deceased begin to ferment this time, Zhan Shen may really have to meet fate, and see if he will meet Xing Ke someday.

However, things seem to be different now.

The "real protagonist" can always find some helpers and helpers with common interests.

"Hey... I understand what you said. I didn't expect that a battle between me and Meteora would have such sequelae."

And it started to ferment when I was depressed and irritable, and I didn't pay attention...I don't know that that bastard is manipulating public opinion behind the scenes-Selekia decided in her heart that this matter is not over.

"..."

Zanjin was silent, and silently apologized to Selekia in his heart.He promised Meteora to keep the real murderer of the incident and the first, second, third and fourth generations of Cavendish secret.

"But yeah, Zhanshen little brother.

Using another storm to cover up this storm and transferring contradictions outwards, although I can't say it's wrong, in the end, indicators don't cure the root cause, don't they?

The root of the problem - the existence of maliciously guiding public opinion and people - this problem has not been solved at all. "

Selekia frowned and thought, "I don't think Meteora would have thought of it, but did she still come up with this method..."

However, she immediately looked at Zhan Shen, no longer confused, and said sternly:

"I'd love to help you, but..."

959. Everyone has a writer's dream, and wants to write a beautiful life in the dream...

"Grandpa, it's time to take medicine... eh? Grandpa?"

"...Ah, girl. What did you say?"

Xing Ke suddenly woke up from the daze, moved his old body that was about to die on the easy chair, and vaguely responded to the call of the girl beside him.

"Good my grandfather, you scared me to death. I saw where you were staring blankly just now, I thought you were dead..."

When the girl with silver hair and red eyes saw that the old grandfather on the easy chair was still alive, she patted her barren chest and let out a light breath, completely relieved.

"Hey, what are you saying, unlucky child, waiting for your ancestor to die sooner?"

Xing Ke had no choice but to complain about her great-granddaughter who was not virtuous, and wondered who she was following, and she was not afraid of offending people by talking like this all day.

"Isn't this following your eloquence? I have only learned a dozen or two at most about your ability to piss people off when you open your mouth."

The silver-haired, red-eyed girl smiled and handed the capsule containing nano-supplements to her grandfather's mouth. It was time for him to take medicine.

"...Forget it, forget it, don't talk to a little girl like you, don't learn well all day, dye your hair whiter than an old man like me, and dare to change the color of your eyes."

"Hee hee, how do you look good? All of our classmates changed their hair color and eye color, and some brave people changed their skin color! ~ Anyway, the technical means have matured, and the only thing that can't be changed is the ideological awareness..."

"You mean I'm old-fashioned? Joke, I've seen bright green hair..."

Xing Ke shook the corners of his wrinkled eyes, took the pill, and threw it directly into his mouth.

When a person is old enough to him, other medicines have lost their effect, and all rely on the nanomachines in the body to maintain an old life... It is not surprising to die at any time.

So it's not that his great-granddaughter almost thought he was dead just now.

"Hey...Little Liya, I just seemed to have a very long dream."

Xing Ke felt the capsule in his mouth melted and disappeared. Looking at his wrinkled and dry bark palm, he said melancholy:

"I dreamed that I passed through and became a very powerful magician, and I am immortal and immortal, no, it should be immortal and immortal in front, and travel and becoming a magician are behind... right?"

"Well... Grandpa, although I say that, you may feel uncomfortable..."

"Then stop talking."

"...But!~ I still have to say that the theme of time travel is a hundred years of historical precipitation, and it is my country's excellent traditional culture, but it's all this age, you don't dream of doing anything new - this really makes me and You don't have a common language, and the generation gap is too big."

The little girl sat down on the tea table next to Xing Ke in a very unhappy and annoyed manner, took out a thick and simple physical book of unknown material, and said:

"Now is the era of physical books. Cheap electronic information is too bulky and cumbersome, and its value is low. It's good to leave it to the computer for processing. It's not worth it for human beings to waste time."

"...Haha, you're right, I can't tell you."

Xing Ke smiled and narrowed his eyes, the wrinkles on his face piled up more and more, and he deeply felt that he could not keep up with the times, and he didn't understand how the trend of history turned around and turned to strange places.

"But... that's what I said. How could I have such a vague dream?"

As if there was no strength, Xing Ke murmured slowly:

"Could it be that I have finally started to be afraid of death?"

"Isn't it? Everyone is afraid of death, right? The book says that many great people seek immortality in their old age." The girl bored on her grandfather's words.

"It's not quite like that, the immortal I dreamed of, I seem to be tired of living a long time ago, but when I want to die, I can't die no matter what, it's funny, ridiculous and pitiful...

It's not like I fantasize about immortality because I'm afraid of death? "

"What is that? Tired of living? How is that possible." The girl spit out disdainfully:

"The so-called [pain of longevity] is the same as [pain of the rich], it's just self-comforting that you can't eat grapes and say that the grapes are sour, and they're all imaginary.

In order not to be too entangled, people who can't live forever, so they relieve themselves of the pain of immortality.

Those stories of human beings lamenting the loneliness on the road to longevity are too hypocritical and feel fake. "

"Ha, ha, what Liya said makes sense...

If you really live a happy life and have a happy family, who doesn't want to enjoy it for a while? "

Xing Ke agreed with his great-granddaughter's rant.

But maybe he just didn't have the strength to refute it. As an old man, he really didn't have the energy to put forward a different point of view, and debated with anyone on the opposite side for [-] rounds just like when he was young.

But then think about it, isn't he himself a practical example——

"Liya, your grandfather, I don't have much time, and I lived a good life in my old age.

Your grandmother left early, your grandma and mother didn't dislike me very much, they just didn't want to come and see me more.

Although you said you didn't want to, but you were willing to come to me to read and study, and you didn't forget to remind me to take medicine... You said, I have achieved this, this kind of [ordinary happy life] achievement...

Shouldn't he just die so contentedly?

When the time comes, I will draw a circle as a full stop, and I don’t expect that there is another world. Wouldn’t it be good to just end it like this? "

Xing Ke's voice gradually became hoarse, his voice seemed weak, and his sentences became not very smooth, as if it would disappear in the next second:

"Alive, a little tired..."

"Grandpa Grandpa?! Grandpa Grandpa!—Don't scare people—"

The girl seemed to realize something, and her face and tone immediately became anxious.

The vital sign detection on the easy chair started to sound the alarm at the right time, and it all indicated that the joke of the star was becoming reality.

- That's right, I'm really dying.

The corners of Xing Ke's stiff mouth wanted to evoke this, indicating that he was relieved at the moment, but it seemed a little difficult.