In biology, there is an insect called "praying mantis". When they reproduce, the larger female mantis will eat its mate.

However, some male praying mantises are willing to be such "victims". They neither resist nor escape when faced with the knife. Some zoologists believe that this is because the male praying mantis has exhausted its physical energy and cannot escape. But others think

, the male praying mantis has completed its only mission in life after the courtship activity is over - nurturing the next generation.

At this point, 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 mantises did die because of reproduction, and they used their lives to pave the way for the next generation to survive.

"Click" the page of the book closed, and the white-haired young man stood up. Behind him was an endless stretch of hose like a blood vessel.

His pale fingers rested on the "Entomology for 4-Year-Old Children" on the table. This book was found in some ruins at the edge 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 machine and the ink dried on the red paper, revealing a pair of Spring Festival couplets with ink characters written on them.

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

Second line: [I also wish me happiness every day.]

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

He couldn't write. This character was taught to him stroke by stroke by a Dragon Kingdom player he captured. When he wrote it, he thought it looked pretty good. Maybe he was very talented.

He heard that today is "New Year's Eve" in Luvis' world, which is equivalent to the Fuyuan Festival here. It is a big annual festival, and every household will write Spring Festival couplets and paste them on the door.

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

These.

He hopes that Luvis will be happy every day.

As his memory gradually revived on this day, he remembered many things.

... He seems to be very old and yet very young.

This story seems to be ending, but it also seems like it has never begun.

Those fragmented memories, those looming fragments, every time he recalled them, he felt like he was about to suffocate... Why is the nature of this world like this? This world is simply tens of thousands of times crueler than him.

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

The City of God is not as lively and noisy as the gathering place, but more of a sense of absurd illusion. In such a huge city, he often feels that a part of himself is left behind for a certain day, unable to escape, and constantly lost.

At this moment, he suddenly felt deeply sad. Violet said this was called "loneliness" because no one could hold his hand or walk with him.

He turned his head and saw that the screen hanging on the wall was still broadcasting the battle situation on the front line. It was already nine o'clock in the evening, and the screen was filled with bursts of light.

Charged at the forefront was an elite legion, their bloody cloaks fluttering in the wind. Heavy snow covered their bodies like a gauze, and blue defensive shields were raised. They were like a wave rushing towards the city wall.

"Fenghuo obeys the order——!"

Sen Kelstia rushed to the front, his cloak flying, just like sixteen years ago.

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

Time is like a wave, washing away countless companions, leaving only a few survivors with no one around them.

"boom--!"

The artillery fire exploded, and the whole land seemed to shake violently. The deafening sound of explosions spread across half of the battlefield. People raised their defensive shields and made a shrill scream when they faced the attack.

As long as someone falls, someone will immediately take over, forming a tight line of defense that never ends. Sen cuts through the enemy's ranks like a bloody sword and becomes one with his soldiers.

Sen's headset kept transmitting sounds from various channels, which were instant orders issued by the twelve commanders overlooking the battlefield. At this time, everyone seemed to have one brain.

In the sky, the battle between powerful warriors was still going on, and Su Lin's flames dyed the night golden red. The fall of the four outer cities was inevitable.

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

"My lord, [——you are the music that God displays before my blind eyes, the sky, the palace, the rivers, the angels, the deep rose, secret and without end]."

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

Violet leaned against the wall, curling her rose-dyed curly hair charmingly, and her red skirt hanging down like petals was draped down in layers, revealing her smooth long legs. She is a player, and she has been playing in the God's Palace.

As Lin Guang's subordinate, Cheng had high emotional intelligence and was good at talking, so he was never strangled to death by the unpredictable Lin Guang.

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

Violet sighed slightly.

"Sir, it's snowing tonight..." She looked out the window that had been darkened by the night. In addition to the ice-white isolation wall, this central building has floor-to-ceiling glass that can provide an unobstructed view of the outside world. It is completely transparent, like a

Hexagonal giant diamond.

At this time, as soon as she raised her eyes, she could see the falling goose feathers of snow, which were floating outside the glass like twinkling stars. A light layer of snow had already fallen on the building below.

"My mother likes snow very much. She is from the Dragon Kingdom. Whenever it snows, she will sit in our imitation Dragon Kingdom garden all night and watch the snow fall on the branches. It seems that 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 to be at least symmetrical in number." Violet's voice floated over.

Lin Guang stopped.

He immediately looked at the Spring Festival couplets in his hand. The two columns 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 could not be more pitiable. Like an inevitable tragedy, Violet didn't think he would have a good ending.

"...It turns out that Spring Festival couplets need to be symmetrical." Lin Guang said: "That Dragon Kingdom player didn't tell me this. I'm going to go down and kill him."

"If you kill another player, Lewis' favorability will decrease again," Violet said.

Lin Guang only realized this, and his thoughts were always slow.

Violet turned her head and looked at the heavy snow outside. The transparent glass was so transparent that it was almost invisible to the naked eye. The heavy snow seemed to be drifting in along the glass.

The sky was dark and chaotic, with only half a cold moon floating among the sparse frozen clouds. The City of God was completely silent, with snow flakes like blown dandelions and white stars whirling.

She suddenly felt that this scene was beautiful - if she couldn't see the millions of lives that perished on the battlefield. If a person was enjoying the snow in such a silent city, she would be in a good mood. On such a snowy night... it might be...

The last night of the world...

The fire seemed to be getting closer and closer. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she seemed to hear the approaching shouts of death and the sound of gunfire. Now, everyone is waiting for judgment, and it seems like a guillotine is hanging high above the City of Gods.

"Lord Linguang, I want to say a few words to you." She said: "When people are born, people are divided into high and low. Some people bully the strong and show weakness and slaughter wantonly, and some people oppress the lower class for selfish desires. The launch of the Dawn War is exactly

It is people's struggle and dissatisfaction with this kind of 'injustice'. They long for everyone to be treated equally and to be free and liberated. However, after you launch a nuclear explosion, mankind will perish. Everyone dies in the same way. At the last moment of life, everyone

When people get 'equality', will they get punishment or reward?"

Her words fell to the ground and remained silent for a long time.

"..." Lin Guang looked at her blankly.

"You haven't found happiness yet, you haven't felt 'love' yet." Violet said: "Those human beings have achieved enough happiness. Some people have descendants, some people die hand in hand with their lovers, and some people die hand in hand with their lovers.

People shed their blood on the battlefield without despairing of the final outcome and fought until the last moment at six in the morning. If everyone died at the same time and you didn’t feel happy yet, who would be the loser? Wouldn’t you be the same?

Where are the others buried with them?”

Lin Guang was silent.

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

Her eyes slowly moved and looked in the direction of Lin Guang: "Now, can you no longer control the warm weather?"

Lin Guang looked away.

He stopped looking at Violet and walked deeper into the corridor as long as the skyline.

Violet seemed to see a world of sorrow in him.

Justice is originally a concept defined by human beings. Even the standard for judging whether everything is valuable is determined by human beings. Once this value judgment standard falls into the hands of one person, and selfishness is not restricted... it will lead to disaster and tragedy.

The birth of.

In Violet's eyes, Linguang is an unrestricted tragedy.

…

"The Origin Stone barrier has been raised, and the inner city will enter a period of comprehensive defense. At present, there are sufficient survival resources, and the defense of the outer city is ready. The herd of thousand-level alien beasts at 30 degrees east by north has been cleared. The Origin Stone guard team can proceed from this direction.

Go out."

"Repeat, city emergency defense is activated..."

Under the emergency live broadcast on the Doomsday City screen, hundreds of thousands of people were evacuating, carrying large and small bags, and lampposts cast uncertain shadows.

A white thunder-like barrier rose in the sky, emitting pure white source light.

There was almost no sound in the entire city except for the sound of people's footsteps.

Doomsday City is in the "third battlefield". Compared with the "first battlefield" underground Originium battlefield and the "second battlefield" million-legion assault battle, the "third battlefield" is more conservative. Once the first battlefield and the second battlefield

After a defeat on the battlefield, this place will become the hope after the nuclear explosion.

Culture, art, armaments, technology in the three fields, and all human wisdom are preserved here. Even if the external battlefield is completely defeated, at least human beings will not lose traces of their existence.

The city screen repeatedly played the evacuation regulations. After a moment, there was a "click" and an announcement came:

"The city's alert will be suspended for one minute. I'll transfer the call to the escort department, Miss Luo Kelstia..."
To be continued...