"Shua——!"

The white teleportation light faded away, and Su Mingan teleported back to the original timeline.

He looked around and didn't see Akto.

"——Su Mingan, I'm here."

Su Mingan looked up and saw a figure in a white coat standing on top of the ancient bell tower.

He walked to Akto. From here, he could overlook the entire city-state, including the lush ginkgo trees, the towering teahouse, and the Akto stone sculpture in the center of the square.

Among the paper flowers, the Akto stone sculpture and the fist stone sculpture representing the Battle of Dawn stood together, looking at the entire city-state from afar. Su Mingan looked at the Akto stone sculpture, and then looked at Akto beside him.

The gentle and calm eyes are almost exactly the same.

You can see the entire city-state from here, Su Mingan thought, this is the reason why Akto is standing here.

This is the city-state that Akto has been building throughout his life, and this is the ruined world that he has been trying to save since he became an AI.

"Su Mingan, first of all, congratulations on linking this fateful Ouroboros." Akto said.

"Yeah." Su Mingan said.

He really didn't expect... In the ruined world, space, time, and dimensions can form several trajectories. The initial encounter turned out to be an Ouroboros without a head and tail, and the initial time was calculated backwards. It turned out that Asa...

Akto's three-dimensional firewall is not just passive defense.

This is something that can only be done with the Dawn System. Its meaning is far more than "drag", but it can break through the limitations of the rules by playing with different combinations of the three elements of time, space, and dimension.

"Tonight, Kaiusta's mission will end here, and tomorrow, the people of Measurement City will go to the final battlefield." Akto said: "All my layouts, all my plans, will be handed over to you.

It’s time to finish.”

"You believe me so much?" Su Mingan said.

Akto looked at him: "Why not?"

Being watched by Akto, Su Mingan always had the illusion of looking into a mirror.

"Are you saying this because you are leaving?" Su Mingan asked.

"I am just Akto's AI stationed in Kaiusta. Human death is irreversible, whether it is body or soul. I reached the end as early as the first year of the disaster. Without meeting, how can I leave." Aktor

Tell me.

"You once said that the life span of human souls is limited. When a person experiences the limit of time that he can bear, even if his body is young, he will die." Su Mingan said.

"Yes."

"I have experienced your emotional resonance, but now I don't seem to have any sequelae." Su Mingan said.

"So, you should have a good rest afterwards. You just didn't notice the sequelae." Akto said.

Su Mingan looked into the distance.

Under the bell tower, the funeral crowd could no longer be seen. The golden edge in the distance slowly fell into the black curtain, like a gradually melting tide.

The two stood quietly on the bell tower for a while until Acto spoke.

"Human beings have survived in this world for so long, and civilization has continued from generation to generation. I don't want it to end before my eyes." Akto stretched out his hand and placed it on the edge of the bell tower: "The world seems to have many choices for people like us.

, but not many are correct.”

"for example?"

"For example, pulling the trolley pole makes people in the two-dimensional world become sliced ​​programs. Another example is not escaping the fate of death and becoming a flying bird - Su Mingan, what I believe in and will not regret is

correct."

"..." When Su Mingan heard this, he remembered the last memory of Akto's emotional resonance. It was a scene that he could never forget for the rest of his life - the twenty-year-old Akto opened his arms in front of countless gunfire, as if he was

Embrace all the malice and hatred of the people. Then the hero died under the fire of the people's anger.

"Don't you regret it?" Su Mingan said: "If you don't sacrifice your life force to activate the Dawn System, maybe..."

Akto just looked at him, his expression as gentle as ever, his eyes unchanged at all.

At this moment, Su Mingan suddenly remembered the topic he and Noel talked about on the garbage mountain when the dungeon first started:

——[In society, the survival of the race is always better than the survival of the individual. This is the general trend and the underlying logic of mankind. When the individual's force is greater than the race, the world must need a person with absolute rationality and extraordinary humanity.

To check and balance possible catastrophes and allow civilization to continue.】

Asa Aktor did this.

"...If it happens a thousand times or ten thousand times, I will still choose to die in that year." Akto said.

Su Mingan's fingers trembled.

Aktor devalued himself as a god.

The so-called sympathy, mercy, or envy and jealousy are all imposed on him by people. Even the position of God itself is conferred by people, and he is always himself.

He has seen more desperate tragedies, more numb creatures, more terrifying desires, and more tragic deaths.

For him, death is just relief. He has done everything he can and walked all the roads he should take. His name will not die, but will live forever in the name of the city. He has seen this world

enough.

The destiny of mankind has been walking on a shaky single tree, surrounded by malicious prying eyes. If you make one mistake, everything will be lost. So Akto chose to become the "god" who saves them.

"Su Ming'an, if there is really hope for this world... it lies in the hands of people like you and me." Akto said.

His hands were holding on to the railing, and his black hair stood up like crow feathers. Although he looked young, he looked like a living fossil.

The city-state's ginkgo leaves are fluttering under the bell tower, and it is also known as a "living fossil."

Su Mingan's eyes trembled.

Under the scarlet red and cold sunset, the bell tower shone with golden light, like a giant torch. The two of them stood side by side on the bell tower, both carrying the heavy warm sun on their shoulders.

Su Mingan thought that some history will be buried in the past, some heroes will not be rectified, and the victims may not be able to leave their names. There is no fairy tale where "everyone gets a happy ending."

Abandoned between the dimensions and virtuality of the past, there are always people who smile and close their eyes.

It's like a gorgeous feast and a broken dream.

Although Su Mingan only jumped between several key points in time in Caius Tower and led the Dawn War intermittently, he seemed to have experienced the lives of many people - some were immersed in the dreams of the past, and some were immersed in the dreams of the past.

People can never touch the future. Some people are freed from the stagnant time and wait for a complete awakening.

And Akto, who dominated everything, stood beside him, on the clock tower of Doomsday City, staring at the people he loved. That white coat was as white as frost and snow, and seemed to melt into the sunset at any time.

"Please let me look at them one last time and set off here... In the 72nd year of the Catastrophe, the Kaiusta timeline of the eternal end, this dimension is buried in history." The young man in the white coat said this.

His sight seemed to penetrate the buildings of the city-state and span a long distance. His expression was calm and peaceful, as if he had washed away all the suffering and unwillingness.

"You are really determined." Su Mingan said.

When Akto heard this, childlike enthusiasm appeared on his face.

——Just like when he was nineteen years old, he first said that he would take the Nine Seats with him to stop the human civil war with the same enthusiasm.

Some people always say that it would be great if he could survive. If only he could survive this year, it would be great.

But if that were the case, it would be like tearing his soul apart, and he would no longer be Asa Akto.

"Perhaps the dawn is so beautiful that people forget how to escape." Akto said:

"Su Ming'an, it's too difficult to learn to give up. You think so too, right?"

Su Mingan said nothing.

The sun has set and the stars have not risen yet.

The seeds that break the ground can break through all the shackles. It is no longer an endless thick darkness.

The young man's eyes were calm, rational, and as quiet as a forest, as if he had stepped out of a thousand years of history. Su Mingan had owned these dark gray eyes for twenty days. However, looking at these familiar eyes now, he felt familiar.

And strange.

That pure white lab coat seemed to blend into the skylight.

Su Mingan seemed to see a white-haired old man, wearing a white coat, walking step by step into the night, never looking back once.

The past world has become a footnote to the story, swallowed up by time.

——Maybe he shouldn't go into the shadows.

How dazzling he is.

My love for this world never ends.

"Su Mingan, can you carve a poem for me in front of my tomb? My tombstone has been erected in Caius Tower for a long time, and there has never been an epitaph." Akto said.

"Okay." Su Mingan said.

…

Su Mingan went to many places this evening.

It is said that Noah was buried under a newly cultivated sunflower garden. In spring, the flower garden faces east to welcome the nearest sunrise.

There was always a group of white birds perching near the flowerbed. When he looked up at the group of white birds, Su Mingan thought that maybe one of them was Noah.
To be continued...