Overturned Tower

Russell is back.

After months of disappearance, he finally returned with news of victory and hope for the future.

He was awakened by the loud cry of new life being born into the world, and the hope that sprouted from the bottom of people's hearts.

Through the prophecies and plans of the deer head, the people who have learned the truth cheer and celebrate their hero's victory over the illusion. But Russell's return did not cause any waves, fanaticism or doubts among the crowd.

Because people are no longer confused.

They already know the road ahead, how they will move forward and where they will go.

"Heroes" are no longer a necessity for them.

Under the eternal night and in the city, everyone who has lived until now has become a hero.

Family hero, lover hero. He is his own hero.

They did not choose to save the world for the "inheritance of civilization" or "the future of mankind", but to protect the people around them; they did not trust Russell because of "twilight species" or "heroes"—just Because they don't want to give up hope.

They still want to live. I want to live with the people I value.

It is precisely because this desire is so clear and united. Birth, gender, spiritual relatives, age, talent, education, appearance, personality... Human beings who are different from others in any field can be united.

Not some lofty ideal.

Just for the common life.

It was a disaster. But at the same time it is an opportunity.

Russell laments the growth of people. He was wearing a white robe, squatting on the highest point of the hospital building, quietly looking at the city in the eternal night.

Compared with the bright and brilliant night scene on the sky island in the past, this city in the eternal night is so quiet. Only a few key facilities remained lit all night. An extremely cold wind mingled with ice blows in the city, and thick frost forms on the window lattices.

Russell only stayed for a short while, and a layer of frost formed on his clothes. It looks like a statue covered in snow.

"Aren't you going to see your child?"

Bad Day's lazy voice came from behind Russell: "It's a cute little girl. You can follow your eyes."

"I've already seen it. I went there as soon as I came back to this world. I even gave her a good name."

Russell didn't look back, and replied softly, "You underestimate me now. I'm everywhere."

"Our new god..."

Bad Day sighed and walked over from behind Russell. With his arms propped on the railing, the cold wind couldn't get close to him at all. He walked by, and the wind and snow avoided it. Even if it is only an inch away, it seems like a thousand meters away.

"What's the girl's name?"

"It's Anna."

"Is there any special meaning?"

"I had a friend in my previous life with that name."

Russell smiled and said, "I told Delphinium. If it's a girl, it's Anna; if it's a boy, it's Annan.

"To remember... I lived in another world. And I can never go back."

"Even if I become a god, can't I go back?"

Bad Ri suddenly said: "Is this the future you think? Use a worldwide disaster, a world-ending disaster that is closely related to everyone, to unite people."

"If I'm really a 'God,' I might be able to go back. But what's the point of bringing the disaster back to my hometown? It's better to stay here and be the warden of eternal life.

Russell glanced at the bad day, and casually pointed out the bad day's thoughts: "You are thinking whether this disaster will inevitably come. You are doubting whether I have a way to eliminate the disaster before it happens."

Hearing this, Bad Day shook his head slightly.

Bad Day didn't answer, just said softly: "Actually, I quite like that thing you made, I mean, Fuji Society.

"The Relief Society uses everyone to help a

Cutting people is tantamount to teaching human beings to help themselves. This is good. God helps only those who help themselves. "

Russell didn't answer either. Because he knows what Bad Day wants to say.

He wasn't even trying to tell something, ask something. I just want to vent my confused emotions.

"When I was very young, I dreamed of being able to join such a group. Looking at the children who were busy and sweating profusely trying to help others, I thought of myself back then. Nothing special The reason is just that I think such a job is extremely beautiful, or maybe it’s because I was born in the Nan family and a genius, and I don’t feel how difficult and painful life is.”

Bad Day said softly: "Until that man shows up.

"—It doesn't matter whether I live or die. I'm as insignificant as I am, and I'm just a grain of sand in the era until I die. If I can set off a small wave, I think it should be my honor."

As he said this, he took a deep breath.

Turning to look at Russell: "This is what your father, my teacher told me.

"I was shocked by the vastness and greatness that I could feel when I looked directly at the torrent of the times. For the first time, I realized... maybe I am not the center of the world. I am just a small grain of sand. One day, I will be Time washes away, fades away. I carry that sense of awe with me.

"That year, when I was fourteen years old, when I imagined the future for the first time, I fell into 'thinking, not' delusion.

"What I'm thinking is - how can I make this era remember me?"

"Being a 'big guy, huh.'"

"Well, to become a 'great big shot'. Alice said that to me back then. At that time, I was surprised that I was a candidate for a name elf. What big person can be greater than a name elf?"

The bad sun gazed at the dark sky.

He couldn't tell whether it was day or night outside at this time.

But there was a bright light in his eyes.

"That's what I asked Alice too."

Bad Day said, "Alice gave me a different answer than Sheath.

"She said... there is no point in being anyone big if you set your sights infinitely higher and farther. One day, the company will be wiped out, just like the kingdoms of old. The directors will be forgotten, as We have forgotten those kings and nobles. In the infinite future, perhaps civilization will disappear, and human beings will also disappear. At that time, any shining star in history will also lose its meaning.

"—However, even if you only help one person. Change his fate, save him from the quagmire, bring him back to the right path, and send him back to the world. You will become a hero remembered by him for life. To him Say, there is nothing in this world greater than you. You are his 'hero' alone.

"Willing to help others, and having the ability to help others, so that others can live happily and die cleanly, that is the greatest person in their hearts. Greater than any director or elf.

"—'Become a hero and save others, Nan Liujing."

Bad Day said softly: "That's what she said. It was at that time that I understood that not only those who set off a torrent in the era and were engraved by the era can be called great people."

Russell chuckled: "This is probably my mother's partiality... She never said that she wanted me to be a hero one day."

"She favors you and doesn't want you to sacrifice. This is the greatness of a mother. It is also because of this. Back then, I wanted to follow you on that empty boat, because I was afraid that you would go the wrong way one day. Therefore, I I would have dragged you to the Tower of Babel against the doctor’s wishes, and then beheaded the saint to you and said those words to you.”

"—Be a hero, Russell."

Russell and Bad Day replied in unison.

He smiled happily and stood up from the ground. Easily flicked the frost and snow on his body.

He turned his head to look at the bad day, his pupils were clear emerald green. with that newborn girl

one color.

Bad Day looked at Russell and smiled.

He held out his right hand, and Russell grabbed it firmly.

"I have one last question. Our warden, guardian of civilization, greatest hero, savior of the world—

"Can you tell me who didn't become a hero in the end?

Bad Day asked Russell solemnly: "You who are the most worthy of being called a hero ~www.readwn.com~ How do you define the word 'hero'?"

"—I am a hero, so I am a pioneer."

Russell said without hesitation: "Dare to be the first. Dare to be the first in the world."

"...…pioneer."

Bad Day chewed the word and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Like letting go of something.

He suddenly smiled: "Then this time, it's not your turn to be the hero. After all, you will be the last to appear.

"This time, let us be the pioneers."

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