In biology, there is an insect called "mantis". When they reproduce, larger female mantis will eat their spouse.

However, some male mantis are willing to be such "victims". They face the blade and neither resist nor run away. Some zoologists believe that this is because the male mantis' physical energy is exhausted and cannot escape. However, some people believe that after the courtship, the male mantis has completed its only lifelong mission - cultivating the next generation.

At this time, its survival is meaningless. If it can provide sufficient nutrition to the next generation, it can devote itself to passing on its genes.

Although there are still doubts about this speculation, countless mantis do die because of reproduction, and they use their lives to pave the way for the next generation to survive.

"Pa" the pages closed, and the white-haired young man stood up, behind him was a hose that stretched like blood vessels.

His pale five fingers were placed on the table in "Entomology of 4-year-old Toddlers". This book was found in some ruins on the margins of the world. It was a popular science book before the catastrophe of the century.

He walked slowly along the long table. On the ice-white mechanical table, there were several bright red scrolls hanging down. He removed the hot air fan. The ink on the red paper dried up, revealing a pair of Spring Festival couplets with ink written on it.

First couplet: [I wish you happiness every day.]

The second couplet: [I wish me happiness every day too.]

"Swish." Lin Guang picked up the couplet and recalled when he wrote these two lines.

He can't write, and this word was taught by a player from the Dragon Kingdom who he caught. When he wrote it, he thought it looked pretty good. Maybe he was very talented.

He heard that today is the "New Year's Eve" in Luves' world, which is equivalent to the Blessing Festival here. It is an annual festival, and every household will write Spring Festival couplets and post them on the door.

There is no such custom in the ruined world, so he can only find a pair of red paper to write it himself. He didn't know what to write. The arrested player of the Dragon Kingdom said, "Spring Festival couplets are expectations for the new year", so he wrote these.

He hopes Luves is happy every day.

As the memory gradually recovered on this day, he remembered many things.

...He seems to be very old, and he seems to be very young.

The story seemed to be about to end, but it seemed to have nothing to begin.

Every time he recalls those fragmented memories and those looming fragments, he feels about to suffocate... Why is the essence of this world like this? This world is tens of thousands of times more cruel than him.

"Kalala" He rolled up his couplets and walked through the empty corridor. Starlight shone through the floor-to-ceiling glass. In front of him was a corridor as deep as transparent ventilation ducts, like a distant skyline.

The City of Gods is not as lively and noisy as the gathering place, but more of absurd and illusory feeling. In the huge city, he often feels that part of himself is left on one day, unable to withdraw and constantly lose.

At this moment, he suddenly felt deeply saddened, Violet said this was called "lostness". Because no one could hold his hand and no one could take a walk with him.

He turned his head and the screen hanging on the wall was still reporting the battle situation on the front line. It was already nine o'clock in the evening, and the screen was full of various bursting halos.

At the forefront was an elite army, their bloody cloaks rose with the wind. The heavy snow covered their bodies like gauze, and blue defensive covers supported them, and they were like a roll of waves rushing towards the city wall.

"The beacon fire obeys the order--!"

Sen Kelstia rushed to the front, and the cloak fluttered, just like sixteen years ago.

However, beside him, there was no judge Tretia wearing goggles, no taciturn deputy lord Xia Cheng, no Cheng Luohe carrying a vermilion sniper rifle, and no Yaowen wearing a shell necklace.

Time is like waves, washing away countless companions, and in the end only some survivors are left.

"boom--!"

The artillery fire burst into flames, and the entire earth seemed to shake violently. The deafening explosion sounded across half of the battlefield. People raised their defense covers and made a harsh sound when they met.

As long as someone falls, someone will immediately fill the seat, forming a continuous and tight line of defense. Sen cuts open the enemy's team like a bloody sword and connects with his soldiers.

The sounds of various channels were constantly coming from Sen's headset, which were instant commands issued by the twelve commanders overlooking the battlefield. At this time, everyone seemed to have a brain.

In the sky, the battle between high-powered people is still ongoing, and Su Lin's flames dye the night golden red. It is inevitable that the four outer cities will fall.

Lin Guang glanced coldly at the unfavorable battlefield on the screen and continued to walk forward.

"Sir, [—You are the music displayed by God before my blind eyes, the sky, the palace, the river, the angel, the deep rose, the secret and endless]."

A melodious female voice sounded, and Lin Guang paused slightly.

Violet leaned against the wall, curly curly hair charmingly curly with her rosy hair, and the red skirt that dragged the ground was layered like petals, revealing her smooth pair of long legs. She is a player, and has been in the City of Gods as Lin Guang's subordinate, with a high emotional intelligence and good speaking skills, so she has never been strangled to death by Lin Guang, who is in a volatile mood.

However, Lin Guang didn't even look at her, and "Kakaka" walked past the ground.

Violet sighed slightly.

"Sir, it's snowing tonight..." She looked out the window that was already darkened by the night. In addition to the ice-white isolation wall, this central building is full of floor-to-ceiling glass that can fully reveal the outside world. It is transparent, like a giant hexagonal diamond.

At this time, just as she raised her eyes, she could see the heavy snow floating down. They floated outside the glass like a slight flash of stars. A layer of light snow had fallen on the building below.

"My mother likes snow very much. She is a native of Longguo. Whenever it snows, she will sit in our imitation dragon country garden for a night and watch the snow fall on the branches all night, as if she can return to her hometown..." Violet said softly.

Lin Guang still walked forward without looking back.

"So, I know that the upper and lower couplets of your Spring Festival couplets need at least symmetrical words." Violet's voice floated.

Lin Guang stopped.

He immediately looked at the Spring Festival couplet in his hand, and the two lines of characters were really different in length.

For a moment, Violet's eyes were mixed with pity and sympathy. She felt that a person like Lin Guang was really pitiful. It was like a inevitable tragedy. Violet didn't think he would have a good ending.

"...The Spring Festival couplets originally needed symmetry." Lin Guang said: "The player in the Dragon Kingdom didn't tell me this, I want to go down and kill him."

"If you kill players again, Luves' favorability will decrease again," said Violet.

Lin Guang realized this, and his thoughts were always half a beat slower.

Violet turned his head and looked at the heavy snow outside. The transparent glass was extremely transparent and almost invisible to the naked eye. The heavy snow seemed to float in along this glass.

The sky was dark and chaotic, only half of the cold moon floated among the sparse frozen clouds. The city of Gods was silent, the snow was like dandelions blown away, and the white stars were spinning.

She suddenly felt that this scene was beautiful - if she could not see the millions of lives that died on the battlefield. If she was alone in such a quiet city, she would have been in a good mood. Such a snowy night...but it might be the last night in the world...

The fire seemed to be getting closer and closer. I wonder if it was an illusion, but she seemed to hear the sound of killing and artillery fire approaching. Now, everyone is waiting for judgment, and a guillotine seems to be hanging high above the City of Gods.

"Mr. Linguang, I want to say a few words to you," she said: "When you were born, people were divided into high and low, some were arrogant and slaughtered by the weak, and some were exploiting the lower class for selfish desires. The launch of the Battle of Dawn was precisely the struggle and dissatisfaction with this "unfair" against people. They longed for everyone to be treated equally and get freedom and liberation. However, after you launched the nuclear explosion, human beings perished, and everyone died in the same way. At the last moment of life, everyone got "equality". Will they receive punishment or reward?"

Her voice fell silent for a long time.

"..." Lin Guang stared at her in a daze.

"You have not yet been happy, you have not felt 'love' yet." Violet said: "Those humans have already achieved enough happiness. Some have a lot of descendants, some have gone to death with their lovers, and some have shed their blood on the battlefield, and they have not felt desperate about the final outcome, and they fought until the last moment of six in the morning. If everyone dies at the same time, but you have not felt happy yet, who will be the one who loses? Are you also the burial of others?"

Lin Guang was silent.

"And, I remember..." Violet stood up straight and combed her hair behind her shoulders: "The City of Gods is like spring all year round, and it will never snow."

Her eyes slowly moved, looking towards Lin Guang: "Now, are you no longer able to control the warm weather?"

Lin Guang looked away.

He stopped looking at Violet and walked towards the depths of the corridor as long as the skyline.

Violet seemed to see the sorrow of a world in him.

Justice is a concept defined by humans themselves. Even the criteria for judging whether all things are valuable is determined by humans themselves. Once this standard of value judgment falls into the hands of a person, selfishness will be unlimited...it will lead to the birth of disasters and tragedies.

In Violet's eyes, Lin Guang is an unrestricted tragedy.

...

"The source stone barrier has risen, and the inner city will enter a period of comprehensive defense. At present, there are sufficient survival resources, the defense of the outer city is ready, and the thirty-degree northeast has been cleared, and the Source Stone Guard can go out from this direction."

"Repeat it, the city's emergency defense is on..."

Under the emergency live broadcast of Doomsday City screen, hundreds of thousands of people are evacuating, carrying large and small bags, and the lamppost casts uncertain shadows.

A barrier like white thunder and lightning rose in the air, emitting pure white source light.

In the entire city, there is almost no sound except the sound of people's footsteps.

Doomsday City is in the "third battlefield". Compared with the underground source stone battlefield of the "first battlefield" and the "second battlefield" million-strong army battle, the "third battlefield" is more conservative. Once the first battlefield and the second battlefield fail, this place will become the hope after the nuclear explosion.

All human wisdom in culture, art, arms, and three fields of technology have been left here. If the external battlefield really fails completely, human beings will at least not lose traces of their existence.

The city screen repeatedly played the evacuation regulations. After a moment, a "scratch" sounded, and a report came:

"The city guard was interrupted for one minute, and the guards are transferred below, Miss Lo Kelstia..."

The screen is changed, and the face of the brunette girl appears in the live broadcast interface, and her voice is stable:

"After the people in the inner city have evacuated, please remain calm. There are still nine hours before the final time of the nuclear explosion. If the nuclear explosion cannot be stopped, we are ready to spend the nuclear winter. Doomsday City is the largest main city of the free camp, and sparks still exist in humans. In addition, the Wartime Reconnaissance Department detected a large number of movement traces in the southeast direction, so please go out and team around that direction. I will go here with the guards to clean up the enemy and prevent the construction of the nuclear barrier."

What else she wanted to say, and a stern shout came from beside her: "——There is no need to evacuate!"

"Come back to the city alert below." Yueyue said quickly, her face disappeared from the live broadcast screen.

She turned around and a middle-aged man wearing a military cap came over the buzzing giant computer. The man's shoulders were the leader. Now the commanders Tretia, Xia Cheng, Xi, and Noah are not there. This young commander is the one with the largest military rank left in the city.

Yueyue: "Corby, there is no need to say such words when I repost the message, and the people will fall into chaos."

"The military intelligence department is not bothered by the security department." Calby said coldly: "This city is no longer helpful. The experimental team has just tested it. The source stone barrier is not enough to block a nuclear explosion of the size of the City of Gods. It can only save four-digit survivors. The residual radiation is enough to kill 90% of the people underground. What's more, do you know what nuclear winter is? "

Yueyue: "It doesn't matter, I want to save it."

"Correstor Kelstia, please follow us to evacuate immediately." Calby said: "The other twelve commanders have decided to go to the edge of the world, where they will not be covered by nuclear explosions. With technology and resources, we can still survive. Please follow us, we need your power to kill strange beasts and allow you to carry three family members or friends."

Yueyue: "You guys go."

She stood up straight, putting her hand on the hilt of the lightsaber: "If a clan does not have a thousand people left, then this clan is no different from extinction. You can go to the edge of the world to survive. But I promised him to guard this city."

"Because of Asa Aktor?" said Calby: "I admit that he is great. It is precisely because of his gratitude to him that we must seize this buffer time to escape - we are the last torch of civilization."

"Goodbye." Yueyue walked towards the outside world without looking back, and her slender figure cast a long black shadow under the light.

Her voice fell to the ground like a jade bead:
Chapter completed!