An Wujiu's eyes were red, with tears in his mouth, stubborn, but it seemed to break when touched.

Such eyes stinged Chen Di. He had never seen An Wujiu suffer such a setback or even confusion. The man who once made a decision and planned his strategy was smashed at this moment.

"Exception?" Chen Ti raised his eyes. He could not look directly at An Wujiu's painful eyes, so he looked upwards.

He was suddenly stunned.

Because Chen Ti finally looked at the parameter bar floating above An Wujiu's head.

His extremely stable rational value has actually decreased by one fifth.

Chen Ti frowned.

Could it be that he is different from others, looking directly at supernatural things like pollutants will not fluctuate, but something else?

Yes, this is the rational value itself, not anything else. It represents the mental state of a person. Ordinary people cannot bear the existence that crushes the cognitive scope of human beings. These are far beyond the load of their brain and body and mind, so they collapse, but they are not guilty.

What will make him on the verge of collapse is always the people and things he cares about.

"He can predict every step of everyone's decision, but he can't predict yours." An Wujiu held one of his hands, "That is, as long as you are there, there will be a breakthrough, and we need a new plan."

He said, his hand had already been placed on the hilt of the knife beside him.

Now that things have come, An Wujiu has no way to blame himself. He thought that this time he could succeed, and that he could change everything by having the ability to trace back.

In order to win, he would not have to participate in all this and the already polluted [Zhong Yirou] who had no choice but to pull them into his team, changing their destiny without authorization, and eventually causing them to die in vain.

If he had not interfered with Yang Erci's actions at that time, perhaps she would have fled to a safer place with [Zhong Yirou] long ago.

All of this was his choice, and he wanted to forcefully change his destiny.

Then, he can only stop himself, start the next reincarnation, and save everyone.

"I know, I understand what you are thinking." Chen Ti pulled his hand away and held his shoulder with the other hand, "But Wujiu, don't leave on your own initiative, okay?"

When An Wujiu heard his words, he was a little dazed.

"Wujiu, listen to me," Chen Ti kept chanting his name and pulled him into his arms. "I know how you feel, but it's not your fault. You also know that he came prepared, so this is not something we can solve in one or two times. Since there is still a chance, we're going to try it, and everyone will come back, right?"

An Wujiu's hands tightly clutched Chen Ti's clothes on his waist.

"But I don't know which cycle of reincarnation ends. What if we still lose that time?"

Chen Ti is not very good at comforting people, he just tells An Wujiu.

"Then you can't give up any opportunity at will, just like now."

"I know you can't accept the current situation. This may be worse than the last time, but they can't sacrifice in vain." Chen Ti looked at An Wujiu's eyes and told him firmly, "They do this, and hope that you can find more truth."

He could not say "Calm down" to An Wujiu.

That would only make him more painful.

The only thing that can make An Wujiu come out of pain is his responsibility.

All the responsibilities he held on his shoulders are both his burden and his armor.

For these people, Chen Ti knew that he would never give up.

An Wujiu turned his head. Under the cruel sunlight, the sea surface was sparkling and beautiful. He raised his hand, wiped the corners of his eyes with his fingertips, turned his head, and turned back to his calm appearance.

"Let's try to go to the top floor."

He is not a fragile person. On the contrary, he has experienced pain that an ordinary person cannot experience in his life. He is a person who grew up in scalpels, electrodes and separation, with patience beyond ordinary people.

But An Wujiu is always a person, not a God.

He took a difficult step forward, behind him were the bodies of his companions and comrades, the most terrible nightmare he had suffered so far.

Chen Ti also turned around and followed him away from the rooftop.

"I guess the purpose of the masked man is not to kill you." Chen Ti said to An Wujiu when he went downstairs.

When An Wujiu heard that his steps were stagnant, he quickly returned to normal.

"I think so too. After fighting with him several times, he is not targeting me. From Wu You in the first reincarnation to Lilith now, and everyone around me except you, he has eliminated him. If he really wants to kill me, he can do it the moment the elevator door opens."

Chen Ti thought about it and decided to say to him: "Wujiu, your rational value has decreased. Have you noticed it?"

After being reminded by him, An Wujiu raised his head after realizing it.

It's true.

All his attention was forcibly diverted.

"I suspect that the masked man doesn't want to kill you. He may have known for a long time that killing you is useless. It's better to destroy you by clearing your rational value."

An Wujiu's hand held the handrail of the stairs.

right.

This is reasonable.

The masked man finally waved to him in front of him.

This masked man has done so much, and seems to be destroying every plan of his own, but in fact, he does not intend to cause damage to him in life, but is just guiding him.

It was like he deliberately guided him to the rooftop at the right time and made him collapse.

The purpose of the masked man is to use these means to exhaust his rational value, make him assimilated into a pollutant, and lose the possibility of winning this game.

"I see."

After clarifying this, An Wujiu's heart became hardened.

"He even told me very clearly that Lilith is my sister." An Wujiu looked at Chen Ti, "You are right. His purpose is very clear. He doesn't want my life, he just wants to destroy me."

An Wujiu could not forgive such despicable despicable practice by hurting all his friends.

He would never give up just like that.

But there is a little bit of An Wujiu still doesn't understand. If the purpose of the masked man is to destroy him, then is he hostile to the human innovation plan that created him? What does he have to do with the altar and the so-called evil god?

Their purpose does not seem to be the same.

All this seemed to be about to surface, but it was not complete. The truth that An Wujiu could see was also approaching him step by step.

The two of them followed the stairs to the entrance to the top floor, but the door was also closed.

An Wujiu put his hand on the door handle, but found that this one could be pushed open directly, which was different from the rooftop.

After what happened before, he has become extremely cautious now, so he does not dare to push it away easily, but looks back at Chen Ti.

Chen Ti changed the light machine gun behind him, changed the bullet, and pointed it at the door.

After being prepared for the battle, An Wujiu opened the door.

To his surprise, there was nothing behind the door, just an empty stairwell leading to the top office.

"I feel like the building is empty here." Chen Ti held a gun in his hand and observed the surroundings.

After going out of the stairwell, the light shone through the floor-to-ceiling glass in front of them, and An Wujiu almost couldn't open his eyes.

In front of me is a room with huge space, separated by frosted glass carved with exquisite patterns, the ceiling is embossed with angels and saints, and the floor is covered with carpets of religious paintings.

Even as they stepped onto this floor, the melodious and holy choir singing rang here.

Compared with the tragic purgatory on earth outside, it is isolated from the chaos in the world and is high above, like a real paradise.

It's not like a place without people.

An Wujiu walked forward step by step along the glass wall, lightly walking, and checking around until they arrived at the entrance to this huge room.

The glass doors of this office are open, and the music really comes from here, as if someone has come to welcome them early.

An Wujiu's heart beat very fast, but he didn't feel very nervous, but a strong sense of repulsion came from his body.

A strange force seemed to be about to break out of the ground.

Strangely, the room was empty and there was no one inside. There was very little furnishings here, and you could see everything at a glance. There was only one desk and some benches arranged neatly here.

Behind the desk is a colorful church glass window with bright colors and broken patterns. The window is a huge circle. The window is divided into radial fan shapes, and painted glass is embedded inside, like a beautiful blooming flower.

The sunlight passes through this stained glass window, reflecting complex patterns and strange colors on the floor and desktop.

An Wujiu walked over and checked the desk. There was nothing, even a piece of paper did not exist.

Did everyone really run away?

"Does this place look like the lobby in the bunker we met at the beginning?" Chen Ti asked An Wujiu.

An Wujiu nodded.

It's really similar, and they all look like churches.

It turns out that from the beginning, the people behind the scenes were spoiling their future.

Destroy all cults who cannot, survivors who struggle to survive, underground churches, and all elements related to religion foreshadow the existence of God.

Every copy experienced seems to be a reminder, about the world, about them themselves.

"There is really no one." Chen Ti checked it and carried the gun to his shoulder.

An Wujiu wanted to see what was going on outside. After all these things, his vigilance was even more serious than in the past. He was worried that the masked man would want to appear in other buildings as if he was careful, so he walked to the floor-to-ceiling window to check.
To be continued...