The Riddler Get Out of Terra

Shuangxing really couldn't find words to describe how clear the faces of men and women were in that memory that she had forgotten.

At this time, White Rabbit hated herself so much for not being able to learn how to draw portraits early, so much so that when she recalled the clear faces of those people who must never be forgotten, she actually had no means to remember these past events.

"No, I'm not crying, I'm just, I'm just a little..."

Before Shuangxing could continue to speak harshly, she couldn't help but shed tears one after another from the corners of her eyes. White Rabbit could no longer speak, and there were more and more tears. The figure that had been blurred in her memory was lost and recovered, and the joy of being lost again. She was conflicted and miserable with her anxiety.

"Cry, Froststar, cry, it's nothing."

Tartarus put his warm palms in Frost Star's arms at the right time, and White Rabbit grabbed it with a force... He didn't struggle. Instead, Jorun exerted a force, and White Rabbit was picked up.

But at this time, Frost Star no longer cares about this. The bursting feelings are urging the nerves, and the unspeakable emotions are causing tears to fall. The white rabbit's ears are trembling, and the palms of his hands are grasping the back of Tartarus's clothes, and every knuckle is shaking. Get clear marks.

"It's okay, it's okay, everything is going to be fine."

Tartarus didn't care about how dirty the newly washed clothes were from Froststar's crying today, nor did he care about what the White Rabbit recalled.

In the past, Red Dragon just held Shuangxing in his arms and patted Shuangxing's back indifferently, soothing White Rabbit's lost and sad heart.

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Darkness enveloped the mine.

No one came to see Frost Star - Qiao Lun had informed the Snow Monster team about Frost Star's location - so they wouldn't have to see the miserable look of the cold Snow Monster princess when she softened.

White Rabbit takes responsibility too seriously, even more important than his own life. If others see his fragile appearance, Froststar will probably break his defense no matter how calm he is.

The gentle sobbing continued, and the white rabbit cried until she became dizzy. She had to put the rabbit's head on the red dragon's shoulder. Jolon placed her on his bed knowingly, allowing Frost Star to continue a peaceful love affair. sleep.

But Shuangxing was obviously hit by his own memories. The warmth and affection were mixed with the sadness that White Rabbit could not ignore. Death constituted a real farewell that would never be seen again. The meaning of life once again fell into nothingness like when the black lot was drawn that year.

So the white rabbit stared blankly at the unchanging ceiling of the wooden house, and its beautiful gray eyes lost their usual firm look. When the doctor Tata once again brought a warm dinner, the white rabbit turned to look at Qiao Lun who was taking the dinner plate. asked:

"Tartarus, what do you think...the meaning of life?"

"Because I don't want to die."

Doctor Tata answered casually and left without even looking inside the room - Qiao Lun couldn't let this clone leave the orphanage at Base 36 for too long. The children were still waiting for the director to come back and tell them stories. .

"You just don't want to die?"

White Rabbit sighed and continued to lie on Qiao Lun's bed and looked up at Liang. He couldn't help but have a smile on his lips that couldn't be more related to happiness.

"What's that to Froststar?"

Qiao Lun sat next to the girl and handed her a piece of the latest trial puff bread. He took another piece and asked while eating.

"...Maybe there is nothing? In a few decades, I will die, Big Daddy will die, the Yeti team will die, and the infected people in this base will die, and everyone will return to nothingness, and what we have done ……Pointless."

Damn it, this is a moment of emotional desensitization and nihilism!

Qiao Lun's heart skipped a beat.

"Why do you think so?" He decided to find the reason.

Froststar was silent for a while.

Her happy memories are like scars formed by suffering, and are so full of embarrassment and misery that even openly revealing them to others can be considered a challenge. White Rabbit was temporarily stopped by the cowardice in her emotions.

Qiao Lun did not rush, he knew that just like Shuangxing confirmed that the integration was truly uniting all the infected people who could unite wholeheartedly, and joined without hesitation, White Rabbit has thinking and awareness far beyond those of her peers, which is enough for her to overcome her momentary vulnerability. caused confusion.

"I saw my family."

"..."

Qiao Lun also sighed in his heart - when he first traveled here inexplicably, the best thing in his memory was his family.

Some things are only found indispensable when they are lost, just like fish lose water, trees lose soil, flowers lose pollen - when you are used to it, you don't feel how important it is, and when you don't have it, you regret it.

Although everything changed later, his happy memories increased to the joy of getting "the blood is not cold" for the first time, to the relief when the derivative feathers accompany him, to the happiness of seeing old friends when the troubled times are about to end, and to the soaring to the next level. The highest point of the planet - the excitement of virtual reality.

But some things cannot be forgotten and will never be forgotten.

"They were still young and alive at that time. They had not been drawn into a black lottery, nor had they been tortured to death by guards in various ways. There was a middle-aged man next to the mine where the infected people lived, and he would also enjoy hardships and follow my grandma. Tell me a story together.”

"But then..."

White Rabbit clenched his hand little by little, and his uncontrollable nails tore the skin of his palm, and a layer of bloodshot quickly spread on Shuangxing's wound.

"Everything is over. My happiness is tinged with pain. The first memory of my life is in the mine. My past is an insignificant bit of debris, just like the infection that keeps living and dying in this land. Like others, they soon disappeared into the air of life and death.”

I never thought you were still a young artist!

Qiao Lun saw the White Rabbit becoming more and more miserable, and finally took action.

"What are you doing here!"

Shuangxing shook her cheek desperately, but Qiao Lun pinched it with both hands and kept rubbing it. White Rabbit's rare sentimentality immediately subsided, and he became angry and tried to resist Qiao Lun's control.

Chapter 95 Journey to the Tundra (End)

"Depan, a new road?"

Qiao Lun said a word without beginning or ending.

?

Froststar looked at him incomprehensively.

Then... Tartarus snapped his fingers.

"Well!!!!!"

The white rabbit struggled wildly, opening its mouth wide and compressing and inflating its lungs to breathe air, but desperately found that it could not get any supplies at all.

Originium skills, combat skills, life experience, firm will... These things were useless in the face of this situation. The extreme pain caused by the lack of oxygen caused his fingers to tear the delicate skin under his neck.

But, it’s all useless!

Shuangxing's consciousness became more and more drowsy, and the past like a marquee flashed before her eyes again and again. Those pasts, those tragedies, those sufferings, and her

I have already made the decision to dedicate my life to the cause...

When everything rushed into his mind, Shuangxing finally realized one thing:

I don't want to die! ! !

It has nothing to do with whether it can prove the existence of father, mother and grandmother. It has nothing to do with whether it can save the infected from Ursus. It also has nothing to do with what will happen if the Yeti team and the infected guerrillas lose themselves.

Shuangxing's most intense emotion at the moment was only one: she didn't want to die!

If the Origin Stone infection enters the final stage and there is no choice but to die, Frost Star will muster up the courage to be impassioned. If facing a powerful enemy, and there is no other option but to die together and both enemies, Frost Star will be willing to burn his life and fight to the end.

But this, this dull death, this meaningless ending...! ! ! !

White Rabbit struggled even more fiercely, and its long legs wrapped in tight pants jumped up spasmodically, but it was White Rabbit trying to promote blood flow and increase oxygen intake.

But... what's the use?

Tartarus's ability is not to deceive the consciousness or control the body - he simply inerts the activity of oxygen in the air around the frost star, so that even if these small molecules are breathed into the alveoli, they cannot provide the necessary help for life.

It's just an ordinary technology developed for the human body, but if the range of the ability reaches the current maximum range radius of Tartarus's body of five kilometers...

That is a nightmare that no one can escape.

This is not even a killing move, it can only be regarded as a grappling technique - activated oxygen molecules are also effective. If Jolon is willing, he can even make oxygen molecules carrying hyperactive factors directly ignite all enemies!

But just such an ability, which was insignificant in the Tartarus skill sequence list, made Shuangxing suffer so much that veins burst out on his face, and his pretty face was twisted into a hideous twist.

Using Ursa's skills to connect his senses with the white rabbit, Jolon felt the preciousness of life in the pain of suffocation, but such pain was nothing more than an appetizer:

During the Kazdaele Civil War, the precarious situation and the pain of wars everywhere were more debilitating than the intense suffocation.

The Sakaz who participated in the war were all very strong, so strong that they could easily kill Jo Lun, who was still very young and had not even awakened to his Origin Stone skills.

The five children were taught by the war what a long-lasting state of fear and despair is. When they peeked longingly and fearfully at the bloody mercenaries with only blurry black silhouettes outside the ruins in a cramped corner, the suffocation in their hearts tore apart Joe one by one. Lun thought he had a strong defense.

His thoughts were so simple at that time.

There is only one thing: I don’t want to die!

Now he is already the great god of the virtual realm. The four emotional projections that he separated are like the evil thing making waves in Ursus, secretly eroding the Mansu that is closer to the material space, ready to withdraw from the virtual realm and surrender at any time. The immortals will be cruel.

Unexpectedly, tonight I would experience the pain of dying with a Custer through sensory sharing.

But what does that matter?

When his ascension began, he realized that this was not the path of mankind, and what he gained would not necessarily be as much as what he lost.

But... he couldn't stop. His wish hadn't been realized yet. How could he hold back because of his modesty?

——After becoming a virtual realm, flesh and blood become the medium, and the soul becomes the material. Even emotions can be measured with spiritual scales.

The development of technology and wisdom has no defense against the Great God of the Void Realm. As long as he wants to, even without using Ursa's skills, he can simply and crudely read the past of any fragile soul - at the cost of completely shattering that soul.

Just like the suffocation at this moment, the spirit residing in this body should feel pain, but the virtual master hidden in the body only feels it is a feast for the senses.

He can even devour the psychic energy activated by the pain of Frost Star in the virtual world, while deducing the safety limits of the White Rabbit by observing the body of Tartarus.

Finally, when a certain limit was reached, Tartarus snapped his fingers again, ending Froststar's pain.

White Rabbit lay on the bed for the rest of her life. Her chest moved at a very high slope, causing the two piles of snow dumplings to rise and fall very obviously. But Shuangxing didn't have the energy to care about her manners. White Rabbit used both her nose and mouth. Take a deep breath and try your best to feel the meaning of life.

"Do you understand the meaning of life now?"

Tartarus's voice became quite hoarse for no reason, but it could clearly ring in Frost Star's ears.

"Tsk! You bastard!"

Froststar breathed extremely heavily while grumbling with her sore throat.

"You should be more miserable. You feel that I betrayed you. I even planned to use the death of the Yeti Princess to spark a conflict between the infected guerrillas and Ursus, so that everyone would share the same hatred."

Compared to Frost Star, Qiao Lun is much more elegant, the red dragon said with a smile while breathing the fresh air in the air.

"Then you should think about your own strength - I don't think a person who can easily kill all the infected guerrillas will use poor ants to take on a big responsibility!"

Shuangxing cursed and glared at Qiao Lun, but found that the red dragon's eyes were equally pale: "You...what's wrong with you?"

She asked subconsciously.

"You have to feel the same way," Tartarus said with a pale face: "It would be too shameless to allow you to experience the pain of death alone. I choose to share my senses with you - so that I don't have to worry about safety. "

"You now

How does it feel? The red dragon raised the corner of his mouth and asked the white rabbit: "Do you still think about these things?" "

"..."

Shuangxing was silent for a moment: "I can't do it anymore - after experiencing it, I really...sigh..."

White Rabbit sighed in frustration.

"That's right," Qiao Lun touched her head: "Your mental state is too strange. I'm always worried that once the snow monster team encounters a strong enemy, you will abandon yourself and die alone with the enemy."

"Don't do that," Red Dragon looked directly into Frost Star's eyes and said in a gentle tone, "Life shouldn't be something that can be given up so easily. No matter how critical it is, if you really can't handle it, just call me."

"After all, I am the 'hope', right?" He blinked his right eye.

"Do you have a holiday the day after tomorrow?" While Shuangxing was chewing on Qiao Lun's words, Red Dragon suddenly asked.

"? Well..." White Rabbit made an estimate: "I have a holiday in three days."

"Okay!" Qiao Lun clapped his hands together: "In that case, do you want to go out for a walk with me?"

Chapter 96 Victim

Ice and snow can cover every inch of land on the tundra, and the strong wind howls, kicking up large and small solidified snowballs, which can cause pain for a long time when they hit travelers in the wind and snow.

The sun is losing temperature, and everything on the tundra is competing with humans for heat. The strong wind, fresh snow, trees, soil... No matter what is covered up or what exists, the low temperature is grabbing heat from humans inch by inch. .

Snow dust covers every rock. Except for some huge lucky ones who can expose the deep black surface after the wind blows, it can't stop the lonely and sinister contrast between black and white in the desolate scenery.

Even the pine trees no longer look evergreen and needle-green. When they are poured by the wind and snow, every pine needle containing vitality begins to shrink, twitch, and shrink. The bare branches are naturally swallowed by the ice and snow, and the entire pine tree becomes Black and white abstract painting.

Jolon led the two people who were looking for the "Drake" in Bodrokasti's mouth out of the woods. The crunching footsteps meandered forward on the snow, leaving behind large or small footprints that quickly disappeared under the inexplicable force. .

This silent journey has lasted for a long time. It has been so long that the snow dust on the clothes of the two people who were brought has accumulated into flakes and fallen down. It has been so long that their eyelashes that are not covered by scarves and cotton hats are all covered with breath. The hot air cools down and brings with it hoarfrost, making you look like you are marching in the snow.

But the silence finally ended. The first moment he walked out of the woods, the short figure at the front uttered a clear young voice:

"Chief, I have lost more than half of my physical strength. Is it time to stop and rest and hunt prey to replenish my energy?"

Alex, who was walking at the front, stopped. The bearman, who was wearing the same white camouflage cloak of the Yeti team, pulled down the cotton one-piece cap of the cloak, revealing steaming silver hair and ears of the same color, and looked towards asked Tartarus, who was following behind him.

"Yes, it seems that you and the Yeti team get along very well. They actually told you all these details."