Protagonist interpretation rules

Chapter 29 We Are All Monsters
Professor Griffith is a well-known wise man and mentor in the city-state.

There is no sun in this land, and there are only a few people who can light a lantern. Too many people have fallen into the eternal night outside the city-state in order to collect resources. Therefore, the professor has been looking for a bright light for the city-state throughout his life. future.

In his later years, he created steam lighting technology, which allowed people to get rid of bloated and heavy stoves. This technology greatly improved the survival rate of explorers.

He is a salary earner for everyone.

But even so, Leonard didn't pay attention to the professor's desperate cry before his death.

In his opinion, Professor Griffith has been bewitched by the devil, and those extra ghosts are all crazy puppets created by the devil, evil heretics used by the darkness to devour civilization.

Everything is irreversible and the pollution must be purified.

"The city-state will always remember your name, Professor Griffith."

The cold hunter leader raised his gun, and with the roar, the old man with a crazy and painful face covered his empty chest and fell to the ground. Warm blood spread on the floor.

"Is it solved..."

Leonard still frowned, as if he was not convinced that the professor would die so easily.

The hunter stared at the old man's body quietly for a while, then he pulled out the small fire phosphorus bottle from his waist and threw it on the floor of the office. He turned around and opened the door. The dazzling poisonous fire instantly hit the hunter's body. It exploded from behind, burning everything.

"I hope Deputy Jay and the others have not encountered any danger..."

Leonard murmured, but when he was about to leave this area...

The weird harsh noise sounded from the professor's office again, and the world began to shake.

The hunter's expression changed, because the moment the rustling sound appeared, the sound of burning phosphorus in the office stopped so abruptly, as if it had never appeared.

Leonard suddenly turned back and pushed open the door, and was shocked to see the kind-faced professor sitting behind his desk.

"Oh, you are finally here, young leader Leonard. Did the Holy Church arrange for you to receive my important research data?"

The professor held up the manuscript paper as he did in the past, with joy and excitement in his eyes.

Leonard was silent. He had never seen such a strange source of pollution.

The next scene was no different from the previous scene. The hunter told the truth, the professor fell into madness, and Leonard once again ended the other person's life.

This time Leonard didn't close the door.

He backed up and stared at the motionless body on the ground, but it still had no effect. The noise and the ghost appeared together, the door shook out of the closed ghost, and the ghost that appeared out of thin air became real, the closed ghost. The office becomes unobservable again.

At the same time, as the pollution intensifies, more terrifying and bizarre facts begin to emerge out of thin air.

Leonard heard the desperate cry of another Professor Griffith.

"No! No! The experiment failed! The split time is out of control! I am contaminated! We are all contaminated!"

A frightened old man rushed out of the empty laboratory. He shouted overlapping shouts from several mouths on his face: "Activate all the mechanical saints! We must seal off the entire institute!"

But before Leonard could make a move, he saw the professor take out the pistol from the pocket of his white coat. The next moment, the old man put the pistol against his forehead.

The professor's eyes showed sadness and determination. He pulled the trigger without hesitation. Blood mist instantly burst out from the back of the old man's head, and his body slumped limply on the ground. However, the professor's instructions during his lifetime were still in effect.

"Execute the order...purge...the contaminated..."

Wearing a golden mask and eyes flashing with red light, the mechanical saint stepped out of the darkness. It scanned all living creatures present with its cold mechanical eyes.

"This is really troublesome."

Seeing the mechanical saint locking onto him, the hunter leader reluctantly pulled out the sword from his waist.

Leonard swung his sword forward, but Bai Yue, who shared his body and memory with the hunter, fell into deep contemplation.

The young man recalled the professor's words carefully. 'All the insurmountable difficulties were solved by coincidence...'

'The key to ghost pollution lies in the timing of overlap...'

'The time of division is out of control...'

Shake...split...overlap again...illusion and reality are indistinguishable from each other...all possibilities are retained, regardless of success or failure...

Good guy, this deep world is indeed chaotic and terrifying... Bai Yue let out a complicated sigh in his heart,

At this moment, the stowaways from the real world finally got a glimpse of the truth hidden by layers of fog.

The professor's research direction is not wrong. The nature of ghost pollution...

——It is exactly countless overlapping and fused timelines.

The moment time changes, the moment noise appears, everything will be preserved. Whenever people make a choice, no matter whether it is right or wrong, the possibilities they create will be forcibly glued together.

No matter thoughts, no matter flesh and blood, no matter the whole world.

Bai Yue quietly watched the protagonist's final performance. Leonard had already let out a tired breath, and the hunter's physical strength was gradually draining away from the battle again and again.

I don't know how many mechanical saints fell in front of the hunter, but with that weird noise, time split and overlapped again.

The entire Institute No. [-] is filled with mutated Professor Griffiths.

Old people with distorted faces emerged from the shadows one after another. A few professors successfully awakened the mechanical saints in the institute, while more professors turned into face-stealers with layered faces and became lost. Crazy monster of sanity.

The bullets have been exhausted, the light of the lantern gradually dimmed, and the long sword made cracks, but the twisted monster did not give the hunter a chance to breathe.

……

"Monsters! Monsters! We are all...monsters born out of disordered time!"

Finally, an old man who fell into madness cried desperately. The professor threw Leonard to the ground from behind. He raised the hunter's broken sword and stabbed the hunter in the abdomen crazily.

The hunter lowered his head tiredly, and he saw that his abdomen had been torn open by the broken sword, with hideous gashes.

Bai Yue, who shared his senses with his body, naturally felt the pain, but the young man's eyes remained calm.

Bai Yue looked at the crying old man in front of him, his gentle eyes full of regret and pity.

Gradually, Professor Griffith stopped his crazy movements, and the old man stared blankly at Leonard's eyes, as if he saw something in them.

"Are you here...to redeem us? Are you...willing to redeem us?"

The old man asked, and the old man begged. The old professor dropped the broken sword, and he knelt down on the cold ground with tears in his eyes.

Dazedly, Leonard felt as if he had responded to something. The sound of hurried footsteps sounded in his ears, and the hunter was pulled up again.

He saw the young and panicked face of Deputy Jay. The young Hunter Deputy was carrying him on his back and escaping in a hurry outside.

"Captain, everyone is dead. I abandoned them and escaped...I...I am a coward..."

The young man cried with obvious fear. He hugged the leader's arm tightly: "But I can't watch you die...absolutely not!"

Leonard flapped his lips a few times. He knew that he had lost too much blood and had completely lost hope of survival, but he was too weak to give a clear order to the deputy team to leave.

Running away was the right thing to do.

Maybe in this crazy world, running away is the right thing to do.

The lantern on Leonard's waist no longer emitted light, and he slowly closed his eyes in the gentle moonlight.

(End of this chapter)