Su Mingan broke away from the painting.

The golden and red candlelight in the corridor swayed on his face, and the golden picture frame shone slightly.

He looked up at the oil painting, uttered a very light syllable, and said nothing.

——It turns out that people in this world really know about his arrival. It turns out that everything is actually destined. He was welcomed by people with countless lives, piled with countless noble qualities, and piled with blood and tears.

Let him come into this world.

Tang, the leader of the Human Self-Salvation Alliance, Su Shize, deputy director of the Urban Protection Department, Dr. Su from the psychological counseling center, and even high school student Su Wensheng... It turned out that the moment he came into contact with these vests, Su Mingan began to describe their lives. He carved them on

on himself.

It turns out that between them - it was the first meeting and the final farewell, the meeting and the mourning.

Su Mingan raised his head and looked at the fiftieth painting. He found that the painting had changed. Originally, Su Wensheng was standing under the teaching building. The shadow of the teaching building was like a huge beast, but now it turned into a painting depicting the blue moon.

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Under the full blue moon, the black-haired young man kissed the lake surface reflecting the blue melting moon. He seemed to have become the moon himself. The bright blue moonlight outlined his face, like a light butterfly ready to take off at any time.

, is the posture at that moment when it is about to fall into the lake, but does not fall. It is the butterfly that is about to ask for water to take off, and it is also the butterfly that is about to take the water and fall.

There was a wilderness-like calm in his eyes. Although he was filled with blood and tears, Su Mingan could not see his sadness. It was unclear whether he was about to fly to the free and distant sky, or whether he was about to fall into the silent and quiet blue sky.

lake.

The teaching building was no longer a giant beast that could defeat him. What he faced at that moment was the fate and choices of the world. The shadows of the past could not restrain him, and the fear of death could not defeat him.

Su Wensheng knew that he was about to die, but he still calmly accepted it. Even if all the fates imposed on him were just stepping stones for Su Ming'an's arrival, he never complained, but did his best to try to take over Su Ming'an's responsibilities until

Last minute.

All the torches held by the flame bearers when they die are just to light up the bleak future at the same moment.

Su Ming stood quietly for a moment, his eyes resting on Su Wensheng's painting for a few seconds, and then he slowly looked back, as if saying a solemn farewell.

——Goodbye, Su Wensheng.

——You are not an ordinary person, you are not the person who can't even save his own orange cat.

——Your persistence is not meaningless. The cold eyes of the powerful, the numb people, the officials full of selfish desires, the dying sheep, the foolish and loyal beliefs, the unstoppable gods... These are not invincible things. You have already defeated them.

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——As early as the moment you broke into the art classroom, you had already defeated the world that had failed you for nineteen years.

It doesn't matter if you leave the responsibility to me.

In addition to your world, it is also my world, from now on——

——I am here to bear the life and death of hundreds of millions of people for you.

——I am here to swallow the pain of hundreds of millions of people for you.

Su Mingan raised his head and looked at the flickering candlelight on the wall. The faint halo fell into his eyes. At this moment, he seemed to go back to the day when he first entered the tenth world. That day, he woke up from the bed.

, what you see is the New Year decoration, worn stationery and exercise books, faded pencil cases, and bulky desktop computers. The leaves of the sycamore tree outside the window have fallen, and under the tree is a fat orange cat sleeping in the ground.

There is a faint figure of a young man standing under the tree, as if accompanying his orange cat.

That day, Su Mingan sat up from the bed, picked up the boy's mobile phone, put on the boy's student uniform, carried the boy's white-washed schoolbag, walked out of the boy's home, and contacted Xinyue and Xinyue who had been contacted by the boy.

The cloaked man seemed as if he and the boy had always been on the same battlefield.

——The boy’s last battle is Su Mingan’s first battle.

"Su Wensheng."

"I will never see you, I can only look at you through a cold oil painting, but I have received your fire, and I know everything you have done." Su Mingan said to himself: "I wish you..."

He looked back at the corridor he walked through. Fifty golden oil paintings hung quietly in the scarlet corridor. The candlelight flickered. From Tina in the first painting to Su Wensheng in the last painting, everyone

The blue glass bottle in my hand seemed to be glowing.

[——Look how much it looks like a star that represents hope.] Tang’s words are still in my ears.

Su Mingan's eyes surged.

So many people stayed in his mind, and he could not forget any of them. Even the relatively inconspicuous people among them, he could remember them clearly. Nola's blue rose, Angelo's cross, Seer

Plus the shouts in the flames, and even Master Liu’s trembling hands on the steering wheel...

He looked back at these people, his eyes gleaming.

"Life is bright, healthy and smooth."

"Life after life, eternity forever..."

…

"Ding dong!"

[TE3·Perfect clearance progress: 50%]

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[You obtain key equipment·Heartblood]

[Heart Blood (Red Level·Evolvable): "The fifty fire bearers have finally arrived on their way home, and the flames are blazing - Su Mingan, you are our end and miracle."

Durability:MAX

Physical defense value: 5 points

Mental defense value: 5 points

Type: Ear equipment for special parts.

Passive skill (Utopia): From now on, you can retrieve history through personal experience (the methods of retrieving history are not limited to: touching antiques, studying ancient paintings, contacting folk songs of the old era, and paying tribute to the few people whose memories have not been erased).

Elderly people consult the past, explore ruins, etc.) and store history in your mind. This storage is permanent storage.

Equipment requirements: Player Su Mingan (only)

Note: This equipment cannot be transferred, sold, or discarded. Drop blood into the equipment to take effect.

History has become a kind of "preservation". Only by storing history can history continue. Otherwise, it will be tampered with by the powerful and victors beyond recognition, or even leave nothing behind. Only those who remember history can

Keep the truth. You will embark on the journey of collecting history - the fifty-first fire bearer, the tracer of history - Mr. Su Ming'an.】

…

Su Mingan looked at the equipment in his hands.

It is a special part of equipment that does not belong to the eight major equipment parts of the head, upper body, lower body, feet, necklace, bracelet, ring, and weapon.

It is a pair of earrings. It is a magnificent turquoise blue, with a hint of bright red blood flowing. The blend of red and blue seems to symbolize the heart and the glass bottle made of flesh and blood, symbolizing the two hearts of all fire bearers. Su Mingan wears it.

, at this moment, he felt as if invisible years were passing by him rapidly.

The past and the future were intertwined in him, as if there were spider web-like threads of cause and effect covering his whole body.

If we say, gods are the "funerals" of history.

From then on, he became a "retrospective man" in history.

He himself is also a fire bearer...but he can't die. The power of reversal in death makes him win - now the fire is passed on, and he finally waits for the hope of eternal fire and the only beacon.

He suddenly thought - since the original unity can only come, his own original rarity is very high, and it requires the fine-tuning of so many people to complete. But in fact, he himself is also changing... just like him in the first world, and now

In the tenth world, his original state is also constantly being "fine-tuned".

The original creation of the tenth world involved too many people's wills. As far as Su Ming'an, who first participated in the game, is concerned, it is unlikely to be equal. The emotional resonance of the ninth world includes almost all of Akto's memories, the emotions of Jiu Xi and others.

With memory, even the results of thousands of simulations.

If the last Su Wensheng was the original made up of the bones of countless people, then the current Su Ming'an is the original made up of countless bones of his own.

No one is born a hero, and his will has been transformed again and again in the midst of suffering and the hymns of human civilization. Only then did Su Ming'an become what he is today, carrying the weight of so many people's souls.

He remembered a passage before Li Mingyue.

…

["Do you think the gods are invincible?" Burris' voice became a little angry. 】

["Yes. But you are not enough." The godfather said. 】

["I'm not enough? So who do you think is enough?" Burris asked.]

[“Billions of ‘you’s.” The Godfather said. 】

…

It turns out that at that time, Li Mingyue told the truth and was not teasing Burris.

As a human being, Li Mingyue was able to protect Daoya City and make Daoya City a place where gods could not interfere. Su Mingan felt that Li Mingyue must know many things.

"Su Mingan." Noel's voice came from the side: "Have you finished the painting?"

Su Ming'an nodded: "I've finished reading. The god is really a villain."

Noel tilted his head: "I have never seen you speak in this tone. Do you hate gods so much?"
To be continued...