Suddenly added:

"If you did tell me that."

Ai Weng didn't say anything, just kept recalling, looking at Gao Fei's mobile suit, forcing his face to smile, and slowly spoke:

"My life should be considered a misfortune, right?"

There was no response for a moment, just listening silently.

"But for this reason, I don't have any sense of being alive. Please allow me to say that. People should say that they must have walked a few steps forward by themselves. But for me, my life was just obeying the will of others and barely taking steps. In my childhood, without parents, I obeyed the ideas of the elders in the orphanage, studied, and worked hard to become excellent, and then made myself worthy of adoption...

I did not get any happiness in the process, but I did not have any sorrow or sorrow, but I just took it for granted. Even if the orphanage director died... I was not touched. Because I knew there was no relationship between him and me, I was just one of the thousands of orphans he adopted. I neither expected his attention nor for him. But when I did not cry at his funeral, I was excluded by them."

He did not explain in detail who they were, but just made a statement in a bland manner.

People often cry for the irrelevant dead, as if there are great favors and feelings, but if they are not sad about it, they are cruel and ruthless and despised by society, and they cannot understand this.

I looked at Neil's return control on the screen for a moment, not quasi-disputed this view, but just continued to listen silently.

"Because of this exclusion, I was quickly hooked up by a few people who were also excluded, as if because of this exclusion, we became natural accomplices. But for me, it was no big deal. Following the path they arranged, becoming a part of the underworld, acting on the task, and completing the task, just that. But the more I acted, the more I realized a conclusive fact—"

Under these established norms and rules—

He turned around and faced him and said:

“My life does not require my will to participate!

Even those so-called youthful resistance is like an established rebellious period of education. When I saw those crying children promising to reform themselves, I instantly understood that this was meaningless—

But if I ask me to pursue who was arranging all this, I can't find anyone, any one. Even the powerful man who is above the top is just walking on the path of the established arrangement!"

Under the Anhong tights, his chest was rising and falling, making him look quite uneasy.

Is it a life without personal will to participate?

There are rules for the world and others, and the rules for all things and the world, so that everything can be naturally gone, as if there is no accidental choice for the individual.

I couldn't help but think of the first young soldier's life.

But even then, until he realized the horror of life and death, he thought that he was fighting for God from his will.

Could it be that this person can see more clearly?

"Am I also walking on the road of being arranged? Just like the characters written by novelists?"

He asked with great interest.

Aiweng looked at the child for a long time, and his tone became weaker:

"I have no idea."

For such an unreasonable child, he can no longer judge with his own experience.

In the hot summer, the white clouds are floating, and the cold wind of the air conditioner rushes on people.

On that side, Neil was communicating with Lyle through communication. The Angel of Force has returned to the sky above the base and is about to land.

A moment of glance retracted from all sides, lowered the tablet in his hand, and suggested:

"Drive Gundam!"

On the battlefield, there is everything you want to find.

Driving huge robots can gain destructive power beyond humans.

I saw the individual running wildly in the slits of future and eternal disaster, making a choice between life and death, but only saw shadows and light constantly turning between hell and heaven.

Until one day, you will shed tears for it.

Perhaps it is the pain of losing companions and ideals—

Perhaps it is because of the joy and happiness of the future—

"The life of all this arrangement is no longer a kind of absurdity, but a struggle of your own will. Destiny belongs to you, and everything you do belongs to you."

The conversation ended here, something Aiweng didn't imagine. But instead he wanted to ask:

"What if I choose not to drive Gundam? It's just because I'm afraid of death, or the fate of destruction on the battlefield."

The child replied in a friendly manner:

"If you insist, that's nothing."

"I insist."

In an instant, he looked at Neil, who was standing at the door with his helmet off and answered:

"good."

Aiweng pursed his lips.

At the same time, the border of the Human Reform Alliance, the Tianshan Mountains, and the areas where Angels fought against the LA Edenra Base.

"How about it?"

Lieutenant Ming asked.

Not to mention the base buried in the fire, the scene where the escape vehicle that was shot was well preserved and analyzed for half a year with high-end technological equipment.

To this day, more than a dozen military researchers have finally given a complete live reproduction picture here.

"It can be speculated that it was indeed hit by a mature beam weapon. The section here... and the traces of burning here... It is guessed that it was shot from mid-air (he pointed to a fuzzy light ball in the real scene of the battlefield restoration simulation)."

"And this beam weapon seems to rely on a special particle, and it still has traces and has not been completely eliminated. This particle does not exist in the Standard Model."
Chapter completed!