Defend Namsan Park

Chapter 87 Phytolacca Diary (6)

Damn, I never knew Wei Mao knew you.

You have never mentioned to me a beautiful and beautiful stutterer.

Frankly speaking, when I heard your name from Wei Mao's mouth, I was shocked. I was shocked that the dead person seemed to appear in my life with a new look and image. It represented something about you that I had never known. That aspect represents that part of your life that I don't know about, but how is this possible? Is there anyone in this world who knows you better than me?

How much time have we spent together?

You will always be the most genius, the smartest, the most visionary, the most unparalleled, and the one who loves me the most among all people. Before all this began, and after all this began, you founded Science City Factory 314 and researched BCI system, designed the first generation of giant weapons. In this chaotic and turbulent world, if there is one thing that remains unchanged, it is my unconditional trust and deep love for you.

How do I express my memory? Sadness is always dull in my heart, cold, damp, dense, everywhere, nowhere to escape, I can't escape, I can't escape. It has been seven years, and I was only eighteen years old at that time. In the past seven years, in countless days and nights, I can always see you in my sleep, in the mirror, in the shade of the roadside trees, and outside the office window. Have you left me? I wanted to take out my cell phone and call the empty number to confirm if there was really no one on the other end.

I still remember you telling me that I might be able to save a world. You said that if there is one person in this world who can save everything, then that person is not you, but me.

In the battle against the Sword Angel, I completely failed. I made a desperate move, but failed miserably. It turns out that I underestimated it. I crossed the high wall of the Rabin-Shang number and overcame the problem of BCI system complications. I did not hesitate to let the strongest The driver was full of hatred for me, but his destiny still accurately arrived at the predicted destination. Why is this? What do angels, Yama, or Buddha mean to us?
In the dark world, is there really such a steelyard to measure the weight of effort and gain, price and result? The iron-faced god of death who holds the scale is so strict, so cold, so ruthless, so hard, unavoidable, inescapable, impossible to take advantage of, no shortcuts, unavoidable, merciless, and requires everyone to take it seriously. It hurts to cut off the bloody flesh and weigh it on the scale. It really hurts.

Now that I think back to my temporary self-confidence and complacency, it is really ridiculous. How could I be so arrogant that I thought I was really capable of turning the tide?
Although I am doing ridiculous work now, helping old man Ji fulfill his life dream, running around begging for money and accounts, my mind is full of materials and processing, some things have been memorized and I can blurt it out like a beggar singing about the lotus falling. Come on: Okay, let’s get some 304 and 304L austenitic stainless steel! Can be used in oxygen supply system and fuel system! 630 martensitic and 2507 duplex stainless steel are also required! One ton is never too little and ten tons is never too much! The more the merrier! Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world, and the survival of mankind depends on you!

These days, getting a ton of 7075 aviation aluminum alloy is probably as difficult as getting a ton of gold. Both are completely impossible. After the collapse, the director of the Operations Office wanted power but no power and no money. I once suspected that Old Man Ji let My purpose in taking over Workshop 112 and Jumao Chaofeng is to allow me to spend the rest of my life on this impossible project. So far this year, three workers in the workshop have jumped off the work platform, but Bai Shu said Obviously this is Mr. Ji's protection for you, because the huge trap I set up, there must be many people from the 151 base to the Fed Center who want to eat me alive - for example, 1047, Mr. Ji transferred me to a But in a project under his complete control, it eliminates the possibility of others retaliating.

What Bai Shu said makes sense. She is always very smart, but she definitely doesn’t know that everyone in this world, including me, only has one year left to live at most.

The world laughed at me too crazy, I laughed at others and couldn't see through.

I don't know how effective the mocking wind can be, but one thing is unquestionable. It is no more able to fight against the wave angel than the coal-fired turbojet engine that the business chief has been working on developing.

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August 2019, 8. Time flies so fast. It has been two years since I came to work at 27 in August 2016. Before I came to 8, I thought that I could do a lot of things in three years. Now it seems that most of the time is wasted. I dropped it, even though I was promoted to captain and deputy battalion, I was given the treatment of a regular battalion and was the backbone of the operations section of the base headquarters. I originally wanted to mention it, but in the end I was punished, so it’s gone. If it’s gone, it’s gone.

There is only one year left until August 2019, 8. It is a pity that Shuangshuo will not be promoted to major in this life. He has worked hard and worked hard, and he is a king of overtime. He said that even if he died, he would like to die again with only two cents.

Ding Xiang and Bao Bao are about to register.

I really want to tell them that you will not have a bright future.

No. 095 Snail Angel, I can’t confirm what role it plays in this upcoming drama. Thinking about the previous Poincaré generation, I vaguely remember that this was the last battle before the arrival of the Wave Angel. The giant weapon was driven Is the member alive or dead? Are you alive? Or dead? If I remember correctly, he should be dead - that stammering Wei Mao must not know that I am predicting his life and death like a judge. There are twelve volumes of the book of life and death, and each volume has the name of the father. I, Shangluca, told you to die at the third watch. , who dares to keep you until five o'clock?

I, Phytolacca, hereby declare: Wei Mao, you are going to die.

But in theory, Wei Mao is the one in the safest situation. Old Man Ji built a 400-meter super gun in Yuzhong District, using the entire earth as a shield to snipe the snail angels from an ultra-long distance, and Wei Mao hides it deeply. Under the layers of protection of giant machines, the only thing to do is to pull the trigger. If even he is killed, then everyone in the world will be killed.

Will the Snail Angel kill everyone?
I seemed to see the iron-faced god of death holding the balance again. He asked: Do you want to change it? Use your life in exchange for final victory.

You saw it too, right? You also saw the Grim Reaper.

So you switch.

I always have delusions, even in my dreams - I have delusions that people as powerful and mysterious as you will not die so easily, will not lose so easily, and will not disappear from this world so easily.

I miss you so much.

sister.

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Phytolacca
2018/8/11