How come it's the end

The base of Honglin City, the city center of Area A.

It seems to be the nature of the strong to climb high and look down. For example, the most expensive rooms in a hotel are always waiting for distinguished customers on the top floor, and the tops of towering skyscrapers are always beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Capable users don't have to hide in the ground like ordinary people. They prefer to enjoy a comfortable room full of sunlight. The ground buildings in Area A are also the best preserved in Honglin City.

The landscape tower, which can overlook the whole city, was once a public open area, but now it has become a private residence.

The owner of the house is named Nie Zhongheng. He is the most powerful person in Honglin City and the highest authority who built the entire base.

From the quaint old-fashioned record player, the veteran female singer's mellow and harmonious voice, like old wine, is in tune with the melodious tune. Nie Zhongheng stands in front of the observation deck, admiring the scenery of the city.

Today's Honglin City is not beautiful. It is like an old man in his dying years. Every night, new buildings are destroyed, and every night, unknown lives quietly disappear into the darkness. .

The ever-increasing ruins and blood make the city lose its luster day after day.

But none of this matters.

The old order is dying, and the new order is being established. What I am experiencing now is just the normal pains that the order changes.

When everything is on the right track, Honglin City will re-radiate its brilliance and become more beautiful than the bustling city before the catastrophe.

This place will become the new capital of freedom, and a paradise that all capable users of the empire yearn for.

Nie Zhongheng believed so firmly.

"I heard that a work team went missing last night?"

Such a question suddenly came from behind.

Nie Zhongheng turned his head and saw a well-dressed and even a bit too luxurious handsome young man sitting on the sofa. Even if he was talking to himself, the leader of the base, he didn't have the slightest intention to stand up.

However, he tolerated the other party's contempt, because the young man in front of him did have the strength and status to be on an equal footing with him.

Nie Zhongheng smiled and replied: "I heard that several people violated the curfew and left the shelter at night. Unfortunately, they were attacked by monsters. It's a pity that the night watchman failed to rescue them in time."

"Really?" Bai Shengxin asked back with half-belief.

"Hahahahaha," Nie Zhongheng laughed, turned his head to look at the sky outside the viewing platform, and asked, "Mr. Bai thinks, what is the essential difference between the base's principles and the empire's strategy?

Isn't it all the same, the strong over the weak?

Really want to talk about the difference, but we are more honest, too lazy to talk about laws, morality, human rights, strong is strong, weak is weak, the strong decides everything, the weak is tame and obedient, simple, pure, and an eternal truth .Isn't that what rule is all about? "

Bai Shengxin didn't refute, but just said: "It's too messy."

Nie Zhongheng nodded, sat opposite Bai Shengxin, picked up a goblet and poured half a glass of white wine, and said, "Yes, but it can't be broken or erected, there is nothing we can do at this stage.

Those capable people, if you don't give them a taste of sweetness, how can you follow me with peace of mind?

I just want them to understand that times are different now, and capable people can do whatever they want.Power, status, wealth... whatever you want, as long as you are strong enough, you can grasp it all in your hands.

What human life, morality, ah, it's not worth mentioning at all! "

Bai Shengxin did not agree with Nie Zhongheng's statement.

However, his objection is not from the standpoint of human rights, but from more realistic considerations.

Although capable people are powerful, their numbers are far smaller than ordinary people.

If the power wants to grow and develop, it will not work if it does not absorb and utilize the power of ordinary people.

For example, to maintain a base, the huge and arduous basic work cannot be done by those with abilities alone.

Just when manpower is needed, allowing those with abilities to massacre civilians at will, without even bothering to do a superficial job, this is certainly a kind of recklessness, but it is also close to recklessness.

Rabbits can bite people when they are in a hurry, let alone people.

Maybe for a while they were frightened by the despicable power of the capable person and did not dare to resist, but after a long time, even the basic right of survival cannot be guaranteed, and no one can imagine what the desperate person will do.

But what Bai Sheng was thinking at this moment had nothing to do with Honglin City's policy.

He was thinking about the unknown person from Tongchuan County who contacted him suddenly to remind him of the betrayal of Dong Cencen and Sen Luo, and told him the situation in Honglin City in detail, allowing him to make his own decisions.

The other party's identity and purpose are hidden in the thick fog, only the surgery case that suddenly appeared in front of him and the few medical records that were still tinged with frost in it showed that all this was not an illusion of his delusion.

The contact was one-sided, Bai Shengxin couldn't get in touch with the other party, and he didn't even know whether his whereabouts were always in the hands of the other party.

Both the book and the medical records were carefully preserved by Bai Shengxin, and he read the contents inside many times, not letting go of any clues.

But none of this worked, the book was still a book, and the paper was still paper, and it wouldn't be just because of a few more glances that a mouth would suddenly grow out and tell him the true face of the person behind the scenes.

"My lord." A respectful ability user stepped forward and bowed to Nie Zhongheng.

"What's the matter?" Nie Zhongheng asked while raising his eyelids to look at Bai Shengxin.

Bai Shengxin still has the ability to read words and expressions.He immediately got up and said goodbye, "Don't disturb Mr. Nie's rest."

Leaving the observation tower, only two elevators and a spiral staircase communicate with the ground.There were capable people guarding the elevator entrance and the stairs. When they saw Bai Shengxin, although they knew that this was someone who was about to be valued by the leader, no one took the initiative to say hello to him due to unfamiliarity.

The closer the residence is to the observation tower, the higher the status at the base.

Bai Shengxin's residence is in a small two-story building across the street from the observation tower.

There are no more than ten capable people living in the same community, even so, the number is still considerable.Bai Shengxin roughly estimated that there should be at least 30 capable users in the entire Honglin City.

When he opened the door and entered the room, he saw a snow-white young man sitting quietly on the sofa.

With white hair and red eyes, and skin as white as snow, Jiuhua is like an exquisite life-sized doll, cute and beautiful, but not very angry.

The doctrine of the Holy Inquisition is a country of its own. If the top leaders of the church know that their Holy Son is now in the hands of others and their thoughts are controlled, they will think that this is also a revelation from God.

Bai Shengxin walked to Jiuhua's side.

He stared at this beautiful young man, through his red pupils, as if looking directly at the other's imprisoned soul.

The "lock" imposed by himself was unbreakable, and Bai Shengxin felt relieved. He put one hand on the young man's shoulder, closed his eyes, and gently pressed his forehead against Jiuhua.

Lonely and lonely, exhausted and confused, looking back, the only one who was with me was this young man who should have been the enemy.

For Bai Shengxin, Jiuhua is reliable and safe.

First-class strength, taciturn, as long as the "lock" is still functioning, the other party is loyal and will never question or betray his decision.

More faithful than a lover, more loyal than a friend, more inseparable than a servant.

Touching the face of the puppet-like Holy Son, Bai Shengxin straightened up, brought water and food and put them in front of Jiuhua.

"Eat something and get some rest during the day," he said.

His words are the mainspring of the doll, and the doll will only move when he says a word and twists it.

Jiuhua took a sip from the water glass, then tore off the packaging of the convenience food, and ate quietly with his head down.

Bai Shengxin also ate something casually, seeing that Jiuhua's half-length hair seemed a little messy, he went into the bathroom to find a comb, went back to the living room, walked behind Jiuhua, and gently combed his messy hair.

Suddenly, his eyes fell on a chair by the window in the living room.

Bai Shengxin's pupils contracted suddenly, and her breathing paused.

He asked: "Jiuhua, has anyone been here today?"

Jiu Hua turned to look at him, and shook his head slightly but definitely.

Putting the comb in his pocket casually, Bai Shengxin walked towards the window and stopped in front of the chair.

It was an ordinary household chair, boxy and painted with wood grain.

The chair seemed to have just been cleaned and was wiped spotless. A not-so-thick hardcover book was quietly placed on the chair, and a corner of the paper was exposed in the pages of the book. The dry chill that emanates from the book.

He picked up the book and looked at it. On the cover of the book, the title of the book was printed in gold-plated fonts - "Utopia".

Turning over the pages of the book, which was abnormally cold, there were a few palm-sized bookmarks in the shape of leaves.

In the blank space behind the bookmark, in the same elegant handwriting that Bai Shengxin is familiar with, and exactly the same as on the medical record paper, is written an attempted shooting incident that almost happened at the base in Honglin City today, and the decision of the senior management of Honglin City to take action against a passing convoy .

convoy?

Bai Shengxin carefully looked at the situation of the convoy, and confirmed that the convoy mentioned by the unknown person was the Mingzhu City convoy led by Xiao Ning who set off from Tongchuan County together with him.

Didn't they intend to bypass Honglin City, why did they come, did something happen halfway?

A few thoughts flashed through Bai Shengxin's mind quickly, he pondered, and began to think about the purpose of that individual or organization, who did not know whether it was an enemy or a friend, to send this information to him.

And how he can use the upcoming situation to achieve the results he wants.

Just thinking about it, Bai Shengxin suddenly felt that he had fallen into the trap of the person behind the scenes again.

The other party didn't do anything, but just told him some information.

However, although he didn't give any instructions, he was clearly asking him silently: what do you want to do, how do you want to choose?

This feeling of being controlled by an invisible force is not very good, maybe it is the most correct choice to stop now and get away from the center of this chaotic vortex.

But Bai Sheng was unwilling.

Disasters are catastrophes for the weak, and troubled times are the death places for the timid. Only the outlaws who fight to the death can bloom gorgeous flowers from the blood and death.

Whether the final bloom is the ephemeral fireworks of nothingness, the cruel death flower, or the victory flower that everyone dreams of, the seed must be sown before the harvest can wait.

He is willing to bury the unknown seeds with his own hands, and would rather the flowers of death bloom everywhere than life is just barren.