Collapse 3: The girl who chased the fire moth

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Once lost, is not a reason for deprivation.

The survivors of tragedy should not be the creators of the next tragedy.

She has no right to ask innocent people for what she lost, not every Herrscher.

She is the most sober Herrscher, but she chose the most despicable and shameless path.

She has power, but chooses to play with humanity.

She piled strength with lies, and defeated people's hearts with humanity.

She exposed people's despicableness, and she was the most despicable one.

"The Herrscher of Rock... Actually, I really want to know what you were thinking before you died."

Nino walked out of the warehouse with his hands behind his back,

"As you who have experienced two Honkai and created another Honkai with your own hands, do you hate the world or yourself before you die.

I'm a showman, and I don't even know if I'm hating, or confused.Honkai took away my past, but I want to use its power to question the future. "

Can people really recover their original self in endless time?

How much does a person have to pay to get the truth of the world in the obsession of a lifetime?

"Beep beep..."

The sudden sound of the phone made Nino, who was walking at the port, startled slightly, and his thoughts were interrupted.

She took out her mobile phone, and frowned slightly when she saw the caller ID.

She listened to the ringing of the phone silently, and did not intend to connect, so she just listened for about 30 seconds.

She stretched out her finger to hang up the phone, typed expressionlessly, and then...

She looked at the sea in front of her, broke the flip phone in her hand from the middle, and threw it into the sea.

"Try it, this is the last game I will play with you."

Nino seemed to be talking to someone, or talking to himself,

"Thousands of calamities."

She was confident that she could fool anyone, even that Mei.

As long as she carries out her plan as always, the plan will be foolproof.

Human beings who paid a price to defeat the Herrscher of Thousands will have fatal flaws, and the sudden appearance of a perfect Herrscher will destroy the only remaining hope of mankind.

But she wants to hand over her flaws to a person with her own hands, because she wants to get the answer from this person.

In this way, to ask the world.

…………

Qian Jie looked at the phone that hung up in his hand, and the text message that followed.

From Puppeteer:

Life is like a drama, drama is like life.

This is our last game, Mr. Crazy.

The world is approaching a catastrophe, and I, will tell you the only solution——

Find me and kill me.

You will win this game.

"..."

Qian Jie looked at the writing on his hand expressionlessly. Although there were a few bits and pieces that he didn't know, the general meaning was fully revealed.

"Since you are a liar, why don't you lie to the end?"

Qian Jie crushed the phone and threw it into the trash can.

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Chapter 74 Dream Like Song

When she was a child, the little girl saw poor people begging on the street and asked her family members, who told her, "They obviously have hands, but they don't go to work, and they are willing to degenerate."

When she was a child, the little girl was accused for no reason by the teacher, and she was very aggrieved. She heard other adults say that this is "hatred of the rich".

When she was a child, the little girl liked beautiful clothes, gorgeous food, and a spacious house, but when she lost all these, she found that more people actually had nothing.

The world is not a good place at all.

In the ruins, she struggled to take out a bloody steamed bun from a crack in the rock, but her hands were too short, so she couldn't take it out, so she could only cry loudly.

She can't do anything.

She was born in a wealthy family, she never knew what is cold, what is hunger, what is...

despair.

After she finished crying, she stretched out her hand again. Her face was stuck to the cold rock, and her face was covered with dust. She squeezed her body in with all her strength, and got the steamed bun bit by bit.

She wiped it off with her sleeve, gnawed at her hard-earned food, the smell of blood and ruins made her shiver.

This is the first time she has eaten in three days.

A small voice came, and she raised her head in horror, and met a pair of bloodshot eyes. She threw away the steamed bun, and ran stumblingly, running...

But she doesn't know where she can go, the world has abandoned her, she has no family, no friends.

The girl fell to the ground, messing up her delicate face in the dirty puddle, and tried to get up, but the strength was gone.

She wanted to wait for death to come, but she waited and waited, but nothing came.

"……Hey."

A voice came from behind her,

"Make no mistake, I'm not a monster."

The girl raised her head, and a girl who was as messed up as her was looking at her.

Her eyes were bloodshot, but she was not vicious. She threw the steamed bun in her hand to the girl.

"Food at this time is hard to come by, don't waste it."

"I... have we met..."

Nino was a little dazed while holding the steamed bun.

"I remember the faces of my classmates, Nino."

Melutina took off her hood so that Nino could see her face clearly.

"Melu... Tina..."

Nino looked at the steamed bun in her hand, and she ate it mouthful with blood stains, then took the water bottle in her hand and drank it in small sips.

"..."

Melutina glanced at her, shook her head, and sat down beside her.

"...can we survive?"

Nino felt life return to her body again, she asked in a daze.

"...Do you want to live?"

Melutina looked at her without turning her head. Nino couldn't see any fluctuations in her eyes.

"I……"

Nino was at a loss for words, she didn't know how to answer this question.

"Let's go."

Melutina stretched out her hand and pulled Nino up who was still in the puddle.

Two six-year-old girls cling to each other as they stumble through a city that has been reduced to ruins.

"We were abandoned...they dared not come..."

Nino recalled what his parents said before they died and the questioning on the phone.

"...Someone will come."

Melutina said with a blank expression.

"How would you know?"

Nino turned his head to look at her, and felt that this girl was obviously more desperate than himself, why was she so steadfast when she said this.

"My brother said so, then someone will definitely come."

"..."

Nino realized something, she looked at her friend's face, trying to see something from it.

But she saw nothing.

"Do you know where to eat?"

Melutina turned her head and looked at Nino.

"One kilometer ahead of here, there is a supermarket... I have been running somewhere, maybe there is something..."

Nino has been walking for three days. During this period, due to the wandering monsters, he can only continue to make detours. The place that should have been reached long ago has always drifted away.

"……it is good."

Just a simple answer, Melutina continued to move forward.

"Why...don't leave me..."

Nino pursed his lips,

"I know you all don't like me, you've already got the answer, why do you take me with you...we're all going to die, we're all going to die here."

"I don't like you, no one likes a condescending person."

Melutina didn't even look at her,

"But I'm not likable either, and maybe they don't like straight-talking people either."

"I……"

I just want to reach out.

Nino couldn't say this, she chose to remain silent.

She never wanted to be condescending, she just didn't know the right way.