So I went to Douluo.

Chapter 1387 The End of Civilization

Tang Liu rubbed his head and said with a smile:
“Luckily, you don’t have to make that choice.

"I also hope that you never have the opportunity to make this choice.

"Even if such an apocalypse really comes one day, I still hope that you will be like you just said.

“Always hold onto hope and ideals, and never give up even if the outcome is doomed to be bad, leading and connecting all like-minded people.

"Go ahead and gamble, and try to create that one-shot chance.

"The impossible possibility."

Tang Wulin remained silent, but he felt as if something was slowly sprouting in his heart.

But Tang Liu looked at the city, which was still peaceful and harmonious, and suddenly sighed.

"only……"

He looked at Tang Wulin, and all the smiles on his face disappeared.

His expression was extremely calm.

"Even though I hope you do so, I still want to take you to see the worst outcome with your own eyes.

“Ideals are always beautiful and full of meaning, making people fascinated and full of power.

“Reality is always so cruel that it is unimaginable, and any trace of it is enough to completely crush the most sincere idealists.

"And then you have to understand—"

He held the boy's shoulders.

That weight seemed to make people shoulder some unknown, yet unspeakably great responsibility.

“Absolute ideals are nothing but fantasies.

"But even so, you must hold on to that utopian ideal every day.

“With it, we will always move forward along the cruel knife edge of reality.

“Even if your feet are cut and bleeding, even if you suffer the pain of being tortured to death, do not be knocked down by it.

"You have to face reality, but you also have to never compromise.

“You must make a pilgrimage toward your ideal, but you must also be aware that the journey is difficult and dangerous.

“You have to keep going.

"because.

“Life thrives because of ideals, and civilization becomes great because of ideals.

“Ideals are the eternal flame.

"The world needs people like you—

“An idealist.”

In the voices of youth.

Tang Wulin saw an extremely shocking scene.

The stars change, and the sea changes.

The previous second there were prosperous skyscrapers and bustling traffic.

The next second, it was a wasteland with yellow sand all over the sky and broken walls!

The star rings formed by the rapid rotation of stars in the sky also stopped at this time.

And extinguished in the dark sky.

"As you can see, Wulin."

Tang Liu let go of the boy and turned to look at the desolate desert wasteland around him.

“This is the end of the apocalypse.

"——That is, the end when humans failed to defeat the apocalypse."

Tang Wulin's pupils constricted, and he looked at everything around him with a slightly panicked expression.

Then the next moment, there was some movement coming from the ruins covered by yellow sand in the distance.

A group of humans, covered in rags and with their heads wrapped tightly, leaving only their eyes exposed, rushed out from the ruins.

As they ran, they looked behind them in horror.

It seemed as if something dangerous was chasing them from behind.

Tang Wulin used his Purple Demon Pupil to look around and discovered that most of the people in the group were children younger than him.

And there is only one adult.

It should be a woman. She was holding a swaddling cloth in her arms, with a baby who looked only a few months old in it.

Then, the thing chasing them revealed its true appearance.

It turned out to be a meat mountain monster with a large number of tentacles!

The monster was covered with corpse remains, some of which were still moving, roaring with their broken and rotten throats.

As soon as the twisted monster appeared, one of its tentacle immediately wrapped around the woman holding the baby and dragged her to the ground.

The baby in her arms also fell into the yellow sand.

The little girl who was closest immediately leaned over to pick up the baby, and then tried to pull the woman who had fallen to the ground.

But everything happened very quickly. As soon as the woman fell to the ground, she was quickly pulled back by the tentacles.

The little girl couldn't touch her at all.

The woman who was being dragged away just screamed at the top of her lungs: "Run! Run!"

The little girl ran away in tears, holding the baby, along with the other two children who rushed back and pulled her back.

The woman was instantly devoured by the flesh-mountain monster. Tang Wulin, who was so frightened that his mind went blank, heard the faint voice of the young man beside him.

"The death of the last adult means that 'knowledge' is basically cut off.

"Without the 'inheritance', how long can the remaining children continue to live?"

Tang Wulin subconsciously held the young man's fingers and spoke in a pleading manner.

"Help them, uncle.

"Help them!"

Blue light appears.

Like a soft cloud, blown by a gust of wind, it gently enveloped the flesh mountain monster.

There was no strange phenomenon, and the part of the monster that came into contact with the blue light disappeared out of thin air.

It only had time to let out one last roar before its huge body was pierced by the misty blue light.

Then it completely disappeared in the blue light.

Just like an eraser erasing pencil marks on paper, it was erased silently.

The blue light continued to drift away, then dissipated like mist, and disappeared without a trace.

The nightmarish, horrible meat mountain monster just now.

It seemed like just an illusion.

It doesn't actually exist.

The children, who fell to the ground in fear and were in a daze after surviving a disaster, could not help but have such thoughts in their heads.

But between them, the "Mumu" who had always taken care of and led them is indeed no longer there.

And this is a constant reminder to them.

Everything that just happened was not false.

But none of them cried.

His expression was just blank, numb even.

They walked away supporting each other.

Walk deep into the ruins buried by yellow sand.

The good news is that the monster disappeared.

They don't have to run away desperately.

Just move forward slowly.

Move forward.

Even if I don't know why I should move forward.

"Come with me."

Tang Liu walked towards the direction where the group of children left.

Tang Wulin followed immediately.

The uncle and nephew pushed through the yellow sand raised by the wind.

Leaving behind two sets of footprints which were quickly covered by the wind and sand.

Then disappeared into the ruins.

……

Night falls.

The temperature dropped at an unimaginable speed.

The children hugged each other and huddled together for warmth.

There were older children holding rocks, sticks, and scraps of paper they had pulled from the rubble.

He knocked them against each other with a confused look on his face.

They don't understand why there is no "warmth" like this.

They just know that this is what adults do.

Then something "warm" will rise from the ground.

They imitate the behavior of the adults, but they don't know where they are going wrong.

If they can't make something "warm" appear, they may not even be able to survive tonight.

Think again.

How do adults do it?

But the stick broke.

The paper was soaked with sweat from my palms.

Only the stone remained intact.

But the fingers that were accidentally hit made them grimace in pain.

But there was still no sign of warmth or light.

And the darkness grew deeper and the nights grew colder.

Eventually even they gave up trying and huddled up with the other children.

Shivering in the howling cold wind.

Waiting for tomorrow.

Or the time has come to "close your eyes".