First Player

Chapter 750 Chapter 748·HE·White Bird in Spring

While hugging Noah, Su Mingan injected a dose of Johnson's medicine into Noah's neck and pushed in the potion that could heal the wound.

But AI Yeya said that this has no effect. Noah's mental state is hopeless and now he is just trying to maintain his sanity.

"Grandpa, grandpa..."

He heard Noah calling him again and again, but this time he didn't speak and said, "Stop barking."

This was Noah's extreme fear of losing him.

He should have known that those who could survive the 72nd Year of Catastrophe would have their sliced ​​futures in the City of Measurement - and those who did not exist in the City of Measurement meant that they had not survived the 72nd Year of the Catastrophe.

so……

There is no Noah in the future.

In the room where the red light was shining, all you could see was blood red and a few puddles of water reflecting the light on the ground. Noah's pupils trembled slightly.

"It doesn't matter."

"There is no ending for people like me."

"I don't think that my good impression is the product of any skills. I have never regretted the day I met you in District 11, Grandpa. That was the luckiest thing in my not-so-good life."

"Your persistence and yearning for Haruhi, everything you have done for the ruined world...all fascinate me, and I can't help but dislike you."

"Are you satisfied with the ending now?" Su Mingan whispered.

Noah smiled.

Scarlet began to flash in his pupils.

"Satisfied... very satisfied. My sacrifice has value. Half of the mechanical army that was stopped will save countless people who should have died in the war."

He said:

"Grandpa, I... love you."

"I just have some, some..."

He suddenly choked and trembled as he spat out the remaining words:

…

"...I feel sorry for you."

…

Su Mingan's hands tightened.

He wanted to say something, but no words came out. At this moment, no words could express his feelings. It was as if... there were hundreds of birds flying in his chest.

In the room where the blood-red warning lights were flashing, Noah raised his head. His lower body was unable to move, and a large amount of blood submerged his robe.

There was a wilderness-like calm in his eyes, which reminded people of the golden fields and the sunflowers blooming in the flowerbeds under the spring sun. That unfettered temperament is bolder and freer than any human being in a ruined world.

——He is a white bird of the new century.

Although White Bird never entered the new century.

He stretched out his hand and wiped away the blood on the dungeon medal on Su Mingan's chest with his fingers, making it shine like gold, as if to say, don't let it get stained with dust.

Longing struggled in his eyes, and after a moment, he spoke:

"Can you show me the future of the city? Can you show me what kind of world I will save in the future? Is there... a sun with the same hair color as mine? There are countless... suns. flower?"

Su Mingan's eyes were startled. He knew that it was eternal night over there in the City of Measurement. There was no sunshine and spring that Noah expected.

"Yeah."

Su Mingan whispered.

He didn't imply anything, but Yaya understood.

"Wow——"

A screen appeared, flickering for a moment, showing an extremely intense illusion.

In the picture, Ye Ya constructed a virtual scene of the city of measurement, with bustling streets and alleys, long trains, children running around the school holding balloons, and old people feeding white birds with crutches.

In the parks, sunflowers bloomed luxuriantly, and they bloomed—blooming enthusiastically toward the sun, like gold spread on the earth.

"There is no eternal night, no blood, no frozen soldiers and mutilated corpses..." Noah murmured to himself.

This is just a white lie by Su Mingan and a false image of the city-state.

In fact, the current city of measurement has also fallen into eternal night, and soldiers died in large numbers on the way to transport resources.

But Su Mingan helped the free white bird in front of him to weave a final, beautiful dream.

Noah stared at the camera for a long time, wanting to touch it with his fingers, but he passed through the virtual screen - he was the one who could not touch the future.

"No matter past, present or future, I cannot cross the fixed dimension."

"The sunflower cannot really touch the sun. If it is too close, it will be burned or even burned to death by the distant temperature..."

"Watching the sunshine in the sky from a distance until it finally withers is the best ending it can achieve."

"So, is this scene...real?" Noah whispered.

"Really." Su Mingan insisted on this lie. He did not reveal the cruel truth.

Noah took a breath, his eyes seemed to be nostalgic, but also happy. He put his fingers on Su Ming'an's shoulders, brought his blood-stained cheek close to him, and whispered into Su Ming'an's face, with the same tone.

Like a big golden retriever, a little coquettish and a little playful.

"That's great...Grandpa." He pointed at the virtual image and smiled:

"That's really..."

"So beautiful."

"spring……"

He breathed again.

——That's enough.

——This is what he wants to see.

Flowers are blooming, the sun is shining, and white birds are flying high.

——That is the rich spring that the most beautiful dream cannot compare to, that is the spring that even the gods are jealous of.

Su Mingan nodded slightly.

At this moment, the weight on his shoulders suddenly slipped away. Noah closed his eyes and lowered his head.

…

["——Ha, hahaha... That's ridiculous. This is the funniest joke I've ever heard! You have been using this excuse to fool the residents for ten years. You say he will come back every year, and he can still jump out of the ground. Come out? He is a big liar! If you have the ability, let him jump out of the ground now. If he jumps out, I will call him grandpa!\