Let the whole universe drop SAN together

"God bless——" the white-haired old man opened his eyes wide and knelt in front of the statue tremblingly, his voice trembling and his expression helpless, "He's awake! He's already awake, I'm sure of this, because Keming Ting The heavy snow in the town is the proof!——Antonio, I have no choice but God is unwilling to give me a response, because He has woken up from the chaos and seen the true face of this universe..."

"Calm down." The Alpha called Antonio stood behind the old man with his hands behind his back, "So, is he in Kemingting Town now?"

The old man was silent for a while, then suddenly coughed and vomited out a large blood clot with minced meat in it.

"No, he may not be somewhere." He retched, his face was pale, and he said hoarsely, "As long as it is a scene that exists in this universe, it may appear in his dream."

"As long as it is the scene that appeared in his dream, it is possible to reappear in our universe."

"This is the god, Antonio, it is definitely not an existence that can be deduced by common sense."

Antonio walked over to help the old man up, forcefully separated his skinny fingers on his throat, and asked in a deep voice, "Then what else can we do?"

Clear blue-black handprints appeared on the old man's neck.But after he moved his hand away, his old face became a little more bloody: "We still have a chance." His cloudy eyes cast on Antonio, "You know what to do, before he has fully grasped his Authority...or it should be said, while He is still asleep, unite all the forces that can stand on our side."

Antonio sullenly did not answer.

"I know that you have always opposed the truce between the high-level Federation and the Zerg." The old man's lips trembled, and his claw-like hands grabbed Antonio's wrist, "but the situation is different now. We have not experienced large-scale battles for several years, Lian Yi Gore Sullivan is deserted by the Union."

"I can't help but think that when there is no need for generals, Marshal Sullivan will follow the trend of the times and disappear from people's sight."

"What if one day—they don't need the Holy See?"

He reluctantly breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "We have preached the teachings for thousands of years among countless races in the universe, and the brilliance of God spreads across countless galaxies tens of thousands of light-years away. Have you ever imagined that one day, you will no longer A scene where no one would pray to God?"

"God will not disappear, of course, but he will be forgotten—and we will be forgotten."

Antonio's Adam's apple rolled, and he said, "You think too far."

"It's not far... Why do you think the federal government still retains the law of judging heresy?" the old man asked, "Young people may think that this is the dross of the times, but the reality is that not many people believe it at all. God is real! Therefore, when resources are limited, conflicts of belief will lead to wars!"

"God is actually watching all of this!"

"I...I absolutely can't, uh!"

He retched again excitedly, clasped Antonio's arm tightly with both hands, "We must not let this happen! We must not let the evil god destroy this universe and destroy the civilization we have spent tens of thousands of years building!"

"So Antonio, quickly put down your useless self-esteem, ask them, ask the Zerg - they will tell you, no matter how monolithic a group is, after a long time, traitors will be born, and this is what we want to take advantage of. "

**

"Are you afraid?" Azathoth asked suddenly.

Igor: "What?"

"Since you came back from that girl's house, you have been absent-minded." Azathoth asked patiently, "Because you mentioned the possibility of the destruction of the universe, do you feel fear because of it?"

long silence.

Igor seemed to be sorting out his thoughts: "I apologize for my distraction just now. But what do you think?"

He asked frankly, "Is the consequence Kunna described real?"

"I don't know." Azathoth said calmly, "Maybe, maybe not. Before things happen, no one knows what consequences their decisions will lead to. If that day comes, will you choose what to do?"

"...I thought I had already made a promise to you." Igor said, "The oath I made in front of you when I was on the deserted star was not a joke--the moment I believed in you, I was for any Prepare for an ending to come."

"I admit that I have never hated this world, and I am not willing to deprive others of their lives for my own selfishness."

"But if you think—" he paused, speaking faster, "that I will be on the opposite side of you because of this, then it may be caused by the mistake of my usual attitude being too vague."

"So what kind of allegiance do you think can gain your trust?"

Azathoth was taken aback by what he said, but no one could see his slightly surprised expression through the hood: "That's not what I meant. Are you sure you clearly understand the meaning of this decision?"

Igor said briefly: "To quote an old saying in the legend, I am ready to go to hell with this body."

"As long as you make a decision, then I will open the way for you."

At this time, they had already reached the gate of the park where Erica was, and from a distance they could see several children saying goodbye to Erica who was wearing a scarf in front of the gate.

"But Erica..." The rest of the words rolled around in Igor's throat and were swallowed again.The gray-haired young man walked up to the little girl and straightened her messy collar: "Let's go, I'll take you home first."

Erica looked at him, then carefully looked at Azathoth, and then she walked quickly to the side of the god, and reported seriously: "Sir, I just met the capital commentator Hugo mentioned , I remember his name was Nixon Evelyn."

Many times people are deceived by the innocent appearance of children, and ignore the fact that they are also intelligent creatures with a keen awareness of their surroundings.

What's more, Erica is still a genius whose IQ far exceeds her peers.

"I think he noticed me, but I'm not sure if he was angry because those kids almost hit him before, or because he saw the video we recorded before." The little girl asked a little nervously: "I'm sorry, Will it cause you trouble?"

Igor fell silent when he heard the name Nixon Evelyn.Azathoth rubbed Erica's head under everyone's surprised gaze: "It's okay."

Hugo widened his eyes and projected a line of words from his pupils. He was afraid that Igor would not see it, so he bolded it and put it in front of the other party: "What happened to Azathoth today? He woke up and something was wrong, right?"

The last two question marks are big and obvious, and the color is specially adjusted to gradient gold.

"..." Igor thought to himself, how do I know?

When he thought of what happened in the morning, his spine went numb, not because of fear or disgust, but because of his shock at such an unexpected development.

The person involved, Erica, quickly cheered up after a moment of surprise, raised her face with a bright smile and said, "Yes! Thank you!"

"That's great." The words Hugo placed in front of Igor twisted and changed, "If I were two or three hundred years younger, could I be as innocent as her?"

"..."

Azathoth stretched out his tentacles, and without looking back, he precisely blocked them on the light screen, turning the line of words on the uneven surface of the tentacles into a mosaic of unclear meaning and color.He gave Hugo a warning look:

"If you have any questions, you can ask them directly." Azathoth took it back before other passers-by noticed the tentacles that shouldn't exist, "I had a dream last night, after waking up from the dream, Kemingting town took down a A heavy snowfall, it's as simple as that."

Hugo: "Is the scene on the deserted star related to you?"

Azathoth didn't think about this, he thought about it and shook his head: "That shouldn't be it."

If you have to get to the bottom of it, Azathoth has been sleeping on that planet for at least hundreds of years.

Who knows which part of the universe entered his dream, and what magnificent scene he imagined?

But as he himself stated in the dream.

Before meeting Igor, Azathoth didn't even exist.

If the gods have no projection in the world, then it doesn't matter whether they are real or not.From this point of view, the social death of human beings is also the same. If there is no connection network between people, life and death will only stay in the physical definition.

This is also the definition of "anchor" understood by Azathoth.

Igor is like his palm that goes deep into this universe, the thread that connects the kite to the ground, and the pin that fixes him on the solid ground.As long as the connection between them is deeper, the reality that he can influence by relying on this path will be wider.

Whenever Igor felt violent mood swings, those mixed smells would be transmitted to Azathoth.

His weak emotions are like the bottom of the sea under the abyss, even if the water is rough and windy and windy, Azathoth still has no real feeling as if he is watching the fire from the other side.It was Igor who transported the hurricane to the depths of the ocean, and released all the beautiful and ugly naked｜naked under the sun——

It is for this reason that Azathoth is willing to give back to this effort seriously.

Therefore, no matter whether Igor wants to inflict revenge on his past subordinates for what happened to him or not, Azathoth does not intend to let these people live in a world that he still has a good impression of.

Igor, on the other hand, knew nothing about the decision of the gods.

——The sky before the frosty day was as clear as ever.

**

Richard Tullham entered the church.

Kemingting Town is close to the capital, and the religious atmosphere is much stronger than that of Arpley Port.The church here is a building that has just been renovated in the past two years. The paint on the outside of the stone bricks is as bright as new, and every rounded corner and stone carving has been repeatedly polished.

The official religion of the Federation forbids the establishment of formal god statues outside the main hall, so except for the capital, churches in other regions only have a small statue of a god with an unclear face to indicate the meaning of avoiding gods.More than a dozen majestic and tall columns support the dome printed with myths and legends, but at the moment, the magnificent lobby is empty at a glance, only benches standing side by side extend from the door tens of meters away to the front of the high platform.

He walked along the gap between the two rows of seats, and when he reached the front row, he stopped suddenly.

A middle-aged man holding a scripture and closing his eyes in thought is sitting on the front chair.Next to him was a boy who seemed to be only eight|nine years old, sitting obediently at his feet with his head down, his appearance could only be considered ordinary, and he didn't emit the pheromone smell of Omega or Alpha.

Richard just glanced at the boy, then turned his attention to the middle-aged man: "Bishop Leopold, you are here."

The middle-aged man opened his eyes: "Long time no see. It should be when she lays eggs in the near future. What are you doing here?"

Richard said uneasily: "Keep your voice down... I didn't come to pay attention to your career, I said that I have no interest in those now."

"Oh, is that so? Because you've already made a name for yourself?" Leopold looked up at him without blinking. "But I heard that Marshal Gunger doesn't like you very much. He hasn't summoned you until today. Go to office."

"That's because the capital won't let me leave!" Richard growled in a low voice, "How could they let me go? I know so many secrets, and I know what inhuman things they have done for their own selfishness— —”

"Stop." Bishop Leopold interrupted him, "I don't want to know this, a simple truth, the more you know, the more dangerous it is."

Richard sneered nervously: "Really, then you don't do your job? I want to confess to you now."

The bishop's pale eyes fixed on the withered man in front of him.

After a while, he said, "Okay, I'll help you repent to God."

He stood up and walked to the statue to salute, then looked at Richard with a solemn expression: "What do you want to confess?"

Richard's lips trembled, and it took a long time before he opened his mouth: "I...I want to repent, I, I shouldn't have given birth to that girl with her. That child, Kunna... Woo, this human name sounds like a kind of Humiliation." He could no longer control his emotions and choked up, and raised his hand to cover his face, "That child is a monster! How did she grow up to such a big size? God, I actually gave birth to a child with a bug, Let her life continue to this day!"

"I saw her today with an ugly thought... I wanted to drown her and bury her head in the loess of her grave until she stopped breathing, only then I wouldn't feel sick. Leopold Bishop De, do you understand? I have been fighting that thing for 16 years, I am 35 years old, and half my life has been spent on the battlefield..."

"But what was the result?"

"My only descendant is a human-worm hybrid without pheromones and glands. Because of her existence, I had to betray Marshal Igor Sullivan to—"

"You say she's a monster," Bishop Leopold interrupted him softly. "That's not what you said, my dear Mr. Tullham. We had made an agreement that you expected that child so much because she It is very likely that it is the glorious hope of our mankind, and even become a brand-new new species standing at the top of the universe."

"But you were timid. You ran away before she was born, and you never came back to see her even for 16 years."

"You abandoned her for your own future, so what right do you have to blame her for the negative impact on your life?"

Richard looked at him angrily: "I was bewitched by you! It's a lie, even if it is a human-insect hybrid, its physical fitness is not as good as most Alphas, let alone the ability to reproduce..."

"Please don't speak so harshly." Leopold beckoned, and the boy kneeling at his feet came over obediently, "Let me introduce to you my favorite child recently." He patted the other person on the forehead, kindly Said, "Don't be afraid, come and say hello to your Uncle Richard."

The boy looked at Richard Tullham curiously.The latter gave him a stiff smile.

He responded with a submissive smile, and then his bright red and tender lips split open, and a pair of sharp mouthparts dripping with saliva protruded from the inside.

"Uncle... Uncle... Okay..."

The pair of mouthparts tapped and swayed between the lips and tongue, slowly squeezing out vague words.

Richard was stunned, and it took him a while to recover his voice. He couldn't hide his disgust and took two steps back: "What's the use of this other than scaring people?"

"You haven't seen the whole picture, so you shouldn't judge lightly." Leopold replied, "Even if his attack speed is about 20% faster than that of the top Alpha, before you react, this kid can stick its mouthparts down your throat."

"...but he can't drive a mech."

"How do you know it's not possible?" Leopold asked slowly, "The current mechs are not controlled by the Zerg simply because they are not good at technology, and our cutting-edge secret technology is only highly consistent with human genes and spiritual power. .”

"If one day someone invests in the development of a weapon that can be used by a hybrid of humans and insects, then the current situation of the cosmic races near the Federation will be greatly rewritten."

Richard's fingers twitched slightly at his sides.

"You're crazy." He said, "As long as a mech can be developed that can be used by the human-worm hybrid, it's only a matter of time before the Zerg learn this technology."

"I'm just proposing a possibility." Leopold shrugged. "I'm not a scientific researcher. The decision whether to achieve this goal lies with the scientific research institute, not me."

"Then what are you going to do now? You didn't come to Kemingting Town just to take a look at your daughter at this time, right?"

"She's not my daughter." Richard denied, "but I did come here for her. Because of this child, I had to go to such a situation of betrayal. Is it possible that I am not qualified to see her with my own eyes?"

——Who was the one who was forced to betray all relatives?

Isn't it your poor boss Igor Sullivan who is on the wrong team?

With such ironic thoughts in his mind, Leopold said: "Of course you can do this, but I advise you to leave as soon as possible. The heavy snow in the past few days has attracted the attention of too many unrelated passers-by. In the name of a banquet, I came to Kemingting Town early."

"But with all due respect, as long as you are a little clever, maybe someone will connect you with Kunna."

**

When Kunna's message was forwarded by Hugo to Igor's mobile terminal, the sky gradually dimmed, and the orange-red dusk shrouded the town of Kemingting.Azathoth was standing more than ten meters away from the rest area of ​​the villa, staring vigilantly at the hot spring pool that was still gurgling bubbles and tumbling white mist.

Igor's expression was between dumbfounding and vague anticipation. He put his finger into the hot spring water and said in a very upright tone, "You can try it for a while, it's really not as hot as you imagined."

Azathoth stood there without moving.

A tentacle protruded from the shadow of the fence cast by the warm yellow light, slithered along the ground like a snake to the edge of the spring, and stopped on the cold shore.After a while, the tentacle seemed to have finally made up its mind, and cautiously tapped the pool water with the tip of the tentacle, as if determined to die.

The innocent hot spring water rippled in circles.

Azathoth withdrew the tentacle suddenly: "I think..."

With a "ding dong", Igor's mobile terminal issued a notification tone, and a message jumped out of the screen and appeared in front of the two of them.

"...I think we should deal with business first." The god's eyes fell on the electronic equipment with flickering screen lights, and he breathed a sigh of relief unobtrusively.

Igor looked a little regretful.But he didn't say anything more, just showed the newly received news to Azathoth.

Kunna: "That man Richard Tullham came to me."

"He said he was my biological father."

"Did you already know about this?"

When Azathos and Igor returned to the living room, Hugo, who was sitting on the sofa with a cherry stem in his mouth, turned around and said, "Hey, I'm back. It just so happens that the camera on my side can see the situation in the Happy Cemetery. Want to visit now?"

Azathoth: "Where did you eat the pulp?"

Hugo stuck out his tongue: "The taste sensor was just installed. The pulp was thrown away after tasting, but I only ate a cherry, so it's not a waste, right?"

The god who had no sense of taste looked curiously at the sensor installed on Hugo's tongue, and then he shifted his gaze to the screen placed in front of the coffee table.

The Happy Cemetery is still the desolate and cold scene I saw before, but because of the heavy snow that fell in Kemingting Town a few days ago, the trees that should have grown vigorously in the midsummer showed a bit withered and turned yellow. The leaves hang crumpled between the branches.

A few crows landed on the treetops, singing mournfully against the dim yellow sunset.

Kunna was leaning on a rusty hoe right now, standing in the cemetery expressionlessly.Right in front of her stood a simple stone tablet, on which was neatly written: "Father or mother who has never met".

She stared at the line for a long time, her neat dark blonde hair hanging by her ears, her eyes tightly closed and hidden in the shadows under her bangs.

Then all of a sudden, Kunna picked up the hoe and smashed it with all her strength on the well-maintained tombstone!

After a loud noise, cracks appeared on the stone slab, and the girl's arm couldn't help shaking due to the too strong impact.She threw the hoe aside, took out her mobile terminal and started typing.

After a while, Hugo received a second text message: "If you have any questions, you can come and ask them now."

Half an hour later, everyone came to Kunna's small second-floor apartment again, except Erica who stayed at home to prepare for middle school courses.

In order to facilitate the next action, Igor made a simple disguise again.He now looks like a handsome but aged elegant middle-aged gentleman, wearing a dark black long trench coat with suit trousers that have never changed for thousands of years, gray hair combed back, and a dark blue shirt. colored contact lenses.

Last time Kunna failed to see Igor who took off his scarf and sunglasses, this time it was logical that this was his true face.She seems to have vented her anger through the action just now, and she will say straight to the point with a flat expression: "I can take you to a place, and after seeing 'her' with your own eyes, you should be able to understand what Richard Tullham did. What went wrong."

"But there is a problem before that." She frowned and looked at the three 'people' who had no obvious pheromones in front of her. "Alphas or Omegas usually go to that place. It's too conspicuous for a group of Betas to go in there."

Igor had some guesses: "Illegal brothel?"

"Accurately speaking, it is a brothel whose main purpose is to give birth to children." Kunna said, "Except for me, they rarely introduce Beta customers. If I bring you in so openly In the past, they would definitely think that they were here to spoil the situation."

Hugo interjected: "Asa can solve this problem by himself, he can simulate pheromone."

Kunna was taken aback for a moment: "It's okay? Is it a supernatural power? Then the short-term pheromone homogeneous perfume I hoarded from the black market is useless... What is the specific effect?"

Igor's heart tightened: "Please wait a moment..." Azathoth glanced at him.

This look probably means: Tit for tat before the hot spring.

Then, unexpectedly, an indescribable smell of mustard swept through the living room on the first floor.

Kunna: "Damn...Ah, cough, cough, cough, whoop, what does this smell like...Ah, sneeze!"

While she was rubbing her face, coughing, and crying, Igor quickly closed her mouth and took out a handkerchief from her pocket to cover her mouth, nose and eyes—the pure pheromone taste is distinguished by the sense of smell That's great!

By the way, Igor once again sincerely thanked him for being neither Omega nor Alpha.

The high concentration of Omega pheromone that Azathoth releases now is almost comparable to that of estrus.That is to say, if there is an Alpha present, the physiological effect will attract him/her like taking aphrodisiac|drugs, but unless the Alpha can stop breathing while working, otherwise he/she will be like an epileptic The patient cries out of breath—and the wheezing gets worse.

Just imagining such a picture, Igor couldn't bear to look directly at it.

But the current situation is unbearable enough... Igor endured for a long time, tried his best to lock the tears in his eyes amid Kunna's sobs, tugged at the corner of Azathoth's sleeve and whispered: "You are angry Yet?"

Azathoth: "I have not."

In a good mood, he stopped throwing out biological and chemical weapons, and replaced it with the more aggressive but less stimulating Alpha pheromone, learning from Erica and passers-by who were in a normal state on weekdays, and slowly adjusted his release strength.

The mustard smell in the air dissipated, Kunna took a deep breath, wiped her tears and said sincerely: "This is too strong."

Then she opened the drawer, took out two perfume bottles from it and handed them to Igor and Hugo—Hugo hadn't installed an olfactory sensor, nor had tear ducts, so he remained indifferent when others burst into tears, and seemed very strong.

By the time they packed up and arrived at the destination Kunna had mentioned, night had completely fallen.

Kemingting Town has a small population, and the city center and tourist areas are brightly lit at night, but the surrounding residential areas appear deserted.They passed through densely populated areas and headed all the way to the countryside, stopping in front of a huge leaden gray building that looked like a chemical factory.

"It's here." Kunna whispered.

She didn't cover her face on purpose, she seemed to be familiar with the security guards and supervisors here, and after just saying hello, she led a group of people in smoothly.

Beta in the management room opened the automatic door for them, and said enthusiastically, "Have a good time, everyone!"

Kunna, who turned her back to her, sneered.

"Don't look in those rooms on either side." She walked straight along the hospital-like corridor lit by incandescent lights, "Some people don't like to close the door when doing business, and it's disgusting to accidentally see some people's eccentricities... It can only be said that the world is full of wonders.”

They walked along the iron gates and the curtains or the transparent glass that was opened upright, all the way to the iron gate at the end of the road.

"Strictly speaking, this should be classified as a secret." Kunna said while entering the password, "But the internal investigation is not strict, because few people will leak it. Not only is it illegal in itself, but it is also so curious that it makes ordinary people sick."

"And there is a strict membership system here. I brought you here today. If any serious consequences happen, the responsibility will be counted on me."

"But you don't seem to be united with them." Igor said.

"...I actually have a connection with the Zerg." Kunna said without looking aside, "They came to me a few years ago and wanted to make a deal with me."

"I needed them to help me get rid of this place completely, and the bugs lacked the eyeliner with the right to enter the door. We hit it off, and we're working together to this day."

While speaking, the rolling shutter door slowly opened.

An indescribable fishy smell hit her face at this moment, and Kunna subconsciously took a step back to get closer to Azathoth, because in comparison, the fishy smell from his Alpha pheromone was simply It's like heaven.

What appeared in front of everyone was a huge cave with a suitable temperature.

A female, the size of two adults, lays eggs slowly in her nest.The cave is full of slippery mucus, fine spider webs, and pearly white eggs the size of a basketball.They are crowded and piled up at the mouth of the cave on the ground, and there is nothing special about them.

"Zergs don't have empathy for their own race like humans do." Kunna looked at the seemingly unconscious female who was just giving birth mechanically. My own children should also be an intolerable shame. So a few years ago, some bugs came to me, wanting to let this group of compatriots trapped in Kemingting Town return to their hometown."

She took two steps forward and squatted down, stretching out her hand to fiddle with the eggs.The mother worm, who was supposed to be full of protective desire for her child, remained motionless, allowing her to play with her movements.

"Don't look at her now having such a large and ugly appearance for human beings, but she can become quite beautiful when necessary." Kunna continued, "The number of these children who can live to adulthood is very rare, because most Some of them are hybrids of humans and Zergs... I should have been born like this back then."

Igor looked gloomy.

Hugo clicked his tongue: "What do they want to do? Retaliation? Or an experiment?"

"Who knows? There may be all of them. I heard that some people set up this laboratory in order to refine better genes and create a new race with the advantages of both humans and Zerg."

"But to this day, even the hybrids who are best at fighting have not been able to fight in the universe like the Zerg - and without exception, they cannot drive mechas, and they do not have the ability to reproduce."

"So I guess this project has developed to the present, maybe it's because of revenge."

Azathoth no longer looked at the Zerg, which was unaware of external stimuli.

He asked a key question: "What role did your father, Richard Tullham, play in this matter?"

"He's not my father." Kunna said coldly, "I guess he was also a member of this plan back then. After all, my age is considered older among the mixed-race children born in the laboratory."

"But he has never been to Kemingting Town in these years, maybe he has regretted what he did back then."

Igor said suddenly: "I have always been very strange. As a person who has no debts, no relatives, no criminal history, and no strong ambitions, why did Richard betray and betray him? The means they blackmailed him What is it?"

Kunna turned around inexplicably and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Azathoth looked directly at Igor and said, "Just ask him and you'll know."

**

Nixon Evelyn suddenly woke up from a nightmare with a cold sweat on his back.

The asteroid where the town of Kemingting is located has two satellites. Every night, they shine on both sides of the horizon, which is a scenic spot in the resort near the capital.

But in Nixon's dream, the two full moons that were originally shining brightly suddenly turned blood red, and then flowed down from the sky like broken plasma overflowing from his pockets, opening his bloody mouth to swallow the whole place. A land of peace and tranquility.

As if smelling the blood in his dream, Nixon sat up abruptly, gasping for breath, groping for the bedside table to turn on the lamp, and then took out the cigarette case and lighter in the drawer to smoke a cigarette on the balcony.

Nixon's colleague was sleeping motionless on the single bed next to him, and was not awakened even by the soft light.

He hesitated for a moment, then called softly, "Mike?"

No answer.

The uneasiness in my heart gradually spread.Nixon put on his shoes, walked to the bed, and turned up the volume: "Mike! Wake up!"

Still no response.

The ominous speculation turned into a solemn shadow on Nixon's face. He carefully stretched out his fingers to test his colleague's breathing, only to find that the other's heart was still beating as usual.

So why can't I wake up?

Or, why did Nixon wake up suddenly on such a windless, moonless and cloudy night?Could it be a reminder from the gods in the dream?

While thinking like this, he had already walked slowly to the street of Kemingting Town.

The town is uncharacteristically deserted, save for the always-on neon signs that still flicker across the street.

——Where are you going?

Nixon walked aimlessly, and for some reason, the lingering fear that had been left in his heart when he first woke up was fading.He breathed the cool night air, and his mind was sober and comfortable after a long absence.Such a relaxed and happy feeling continued to ferment—until he came to a familiar magnificent building.

It is the church in the town of Kemingting.