The protagonist wants to steal my script again

Have you ever seen a miracle?

Have you ever seen a miracle gradually decay and eventually die?

Alois is a person who does not believe in miracles, but he has witnessed miracles and witnessed the passing of miracles.

The miracle that belonged to him was very gentle and brave, and he didn't show the slightest fear or panic in the face of the imminent death, as if the person who said to himself that he didn't want to die was not him.

In the next three days, An Minghui quickly revealed more and more zombified features, but Alois turned a blind eye to all of them.

To make sure he was energized at all times, he regularly injected himself with stimulant drugs to replace sleep.In fact, there was no need to do this. A few days of lack of sleep is not unbearable for a supernatural being, but he wants to eliminate all possible omissions.

And during this period of time in exchange for drugs, Alois did not do anything special, just lying quietly on the bed, looking at the sleeping faces of the people around him, and he could see the whole body without doing anything. night.

On the third night, An Minghui, who was supposed to be asleep, opened his eyes and looked at Alois, and said helplessly, "It's been three days since I saw it, so I should take a rest."

Alois didn't want to rest, perhaps because he had a premonition that something bad was going to happen. Tonight, he had an inexplicably strong desire to look at this person a few more times.

An Minghui could already feel the stiffness of his body becoming more and more obvious. Now he can speak normally because of the injection of muscle activating medicine. The effect won't last long, but obviously his time is almost up.

"Alois, your laboratory password is set to 'for miracles', I remember correctly?" He lay on his side, facing Alois, and chuckled softly, "Guess with a cheeky face. , does the miracle mentioned here refer to me?"

Alois nodded, confirming his guess.

After getting the expected answer, An Minghui stretched out his hand and pinched Alois' cheek, watching that face being deformed again by himself, and his hand that had already grown stone spots was in the dark room I can't see anything different.

"Since you think I'm a miracle, trust me again." He said with a smile, his voice sounded gentle and firm, making it impossible to deny a word he said, "Believe me, even if you have to Temporarily separated, but one day we will meet again."

"I will give you a good result anyway, I will." He let go of the fingers pinching his cheeks, and instead tapped the corners of Alois' eyes with his fingertips, "So don't cry now, just be I'm going on a trip, and I'll be back someday."

Alois didn't think he was crying, and in fact he had never experienced crying. He thought it was just the lacrimal gland activity caused by changes in physiological indicators.

"It's almost time, Prometheus, please turn on the light, and then bring a pistol and load a bullet."

He had long been granted control of Prometheus, but had barely used it, and this was the first time he was exercising his privilege.

And Prometheus's efficiency is also very high, almost as soon as his order was issued, a mechanical arm put a brand new gun on the bedside, An Minghui reached out to get it, but A Luo Ice gripped his wrist tightly.

"Alois, can't even this little wish satisfy me?" He said helplessly, "I don't really want to become a mindless zombie."

The most important thing was that he knew very well that if he really turned into a zombie that was still able to move, Alois would never be able to deal with him decisively.The more likely choice for this person is to lock him in a private room, and then work day and night to develop a method to transform zombies into living people... But whether or not that method exists, it is impossible for him to be killed again. cured.

There is no need to invest one's entire life in pursuit of an impossible goal.

Alois remained silent and didn't answer, so An Minghui sighed, and with a rare force, he opened the opponent's fingers, and in the end he still held the gun in his hand, and loaded it with a strange movement.

"Give me the gun." Alois stared at him, staring at the gun in his hand. When he saw him slowly pressing the muzzle of the gun to his temple, he finally revealed that he could almost Call it a frightened expression, and can no longer maintain a flat tone, "Give me the gun!"

"If you don't want to see it, you can close your eyes temporarily."

An Minghui had heard that shooting himself at such an angle might not cause the brain to die quickly, but he was not worried about this. After all, although it appeared to be shooting himself, in fact...

"An Minghui!" Alois growled out of control, "Give me the gun!!"

"The last moment, you just want to say this to me?" He was not shaken by the other party's excitement, but only smiled gently, with the hand holding the gun firmly hanging in that dangerous place.

Looking at his lover who was right in front of him, seeing the fine lines and shallow corpse spots on the other person's pale face, Alois felt that it didn't matter, as long as this person continued to be by his side, why did he have to Come to this point?

He didn't speak, and An Minghui didn't intend to put down his gun. There was a silence between the two of them for a while, like a silent confrontation.

"...I beg you, put the gun down." In the end, Alois seemed to give in, and said hoarsely, "Iloveyou."

Hearing the words he was waiting for, An Minghui's smile rose even more, and he tilted his head and replied softly: "Thank you, don't cry, I love you very much too, Liming always will coming."

"Goodbye, then, my great genius."

"boom"

"..."

——From a person's head, so much blood can flow out.

Surprisingly, after seeing An Minghui close his eyes in the deep red blood, Alois felt that his eyes were so dry that it was difficult to shed a single tear.

It was as if some organ in the chest, along with all the hormone-producing glands, had been shot through and couldn't beat anymore.

As if withered with his miracle.

But his miracle should obviously never fade.

So Alois wiped off the blood stained on An Minghui's face, and changed the man into clean clothes, making it look like he was just asleep.

Alois expelled everyone imprisoned in the institute, and then completely sealed off the Prometheus Institute, destroying all research materials.

He put An Minghui into a container to prevent decay, and then filled the gaps in the container full of red roses, burying that pale face with the blooming flowers.

Then he reset the security system of Prometheus. Once someone breaks into the research institute by force, the self-destruct mechanism will be triggered, and all the energy operating in the institution will be used for an explosion, which can almost cover an entire city.

Letting those people go was the limit he could tolerate.

If there are still people who try to break into this place in vain, then they all die.

After dealing with everything, Alois sat on the ground leaning on the container where An Minghui was placed, and wrapped his arms around his bent legs to form a posture that was almost curled up. He raised his head blankly and looked at the white container. ceiling.

It wasn't until this time that he had a vague sense of reality, and his dull brain finally realized: I have failed.

——They say that I have unparalleled wisdom and powerful abilities. They say that I am omnipotent. I think I am omnipotent, but I can't do anything.

——There are still some virus samples in the laboratory, and it doesn’t make sense to keep them, so let’s dilute them on a large scale and release them to the outside world.

——An is gone, and no one else is worth living.

"It is detected that the emotional value of the authorized person is abnormal, and the program is started."

When the unexpected mechanical sound sounded in his ears, Alois didn't raise his head, and even his eyes didn't change at all. It seemed that he had completely lost interest in all information from the outside world, and also lost his ability to respond.

"Alois."

Hearing this voice, Alois raised his head as if struck by lightning, his metallic eyes widened to the limit, and even the pupils trembled with excitement.

He saw his wonder standing before him, smiling tenderly.

"Don't be sad, just smile."

Standing up awkwardly with his hands on the ground, Alois staggered forward to grab the person standing in front of him, but his palms just passed through a phantom.

Grabbing empty hands, he also knelt down on the ground as if he was exhausted, but his eyes were still fixed on the virtual projection in front of him, and he heard the man say gently: "You are already very good, don't embarrass yourself. I want to see you Smile and look energetic, can't you? I secretly set this program just to make you happy."

Raising his arm to wipe away the tears on his face, Alois tried to move the corners of his mouth to show a smile, but found that he had lost all control over his facial expressions and could only keep crying .

He couldn't even do Ann's last request.

After realizing this, Alois finally couldn't help letting out a howling cry, and one meaningless syllable after another kept coming out of his throat, which couldn't be suppressed at all.

"If you really can't laugh, it's okay. It's good to let it out, I will accompany you."

——Stop accommodating me, I have no qualifications and no value.

"I'm sorry, Ann, I'm sorry...wait for me, don't go, Ann..."

Crying desperately and frantically, Alois picked up the pistol that fell on the ground when he got up just now, loaded it without hesitation, put the muzzle of the gun against his temple, and looked at the gun in front of him through the tears in his eyes. The smiling person desperately forced himself to raise the corner of his mouth to show an unsightly smile, and pulled the trigger in the next second.

——I have failed, I cannot save you.

——But even if it is your death, I want to empathize with you.

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I still haven't been able to work miracles.