He looked ahead. Along the way, there were panicked Xiyiqi people running past him, emitting a pungent smell.
Although these Xiyiqi people looked almost the same as humans due to the adapter, their smell still made him uncomfortable. The strong smell represented the excited emotions of the Xiyiqi people, which were fear, worry, anxiety and grief.
The queen of Xiyiqi died. This was the news Yan Zhu heard on the way.
Everyone's expression was as if they had seen the end of the world.
Yan Zhu frowned. The overly strong smell made him almost vomit, and a strong sense of tearing surged in his heart.
…
…
Now that I think about it, it all started when he was in middle school.
At first, it was just a rumor on the Internet, like talking about some Cthulhu mythology or weird urban anecdotes, and no one believed it. Until later, people found that those absurd rumors had appeared around them, and even the most authoritative announcements could not suppress the fear in people's hearts. Then the world situation suddenly changed, like the most absurd cartoon.
At that time, Yan Zhu did not realize that his ordinary life was about to end.
He first moved to the air-raid shelter with his parents. He had always thought it was just a place to store bananas. Although it was cool in the summer, it was damp everywhere. After a few days, all the clothes his mother brought in were covered with mold. Yan Zhu didn't like it here. His mother's health had always been poor, and this kind of environment without sunlight was undoubtedly worse for her. She often complained of dizziness and chest tightness. And his father would pour the medicine into the medicine box on time every day and remind his mother to take it.
Yan Zhu was worried that the medicine she brought from home might not be enough, but her father said that we could go home after we finished the medicine. At that time, everyone believed that this strange disaster would end soon, and everyone would see the light in a month at most.
Although it was nice not to go to school, it was also very suffocating to be trapped in the air raid shelter every day. At that time, information control had already been implemented, and there was almost no useful information available on the Internet. The adults said they didn't understand what was going on.
Yan Zhu was still thinking about the three pots of flowers at home. Before leaving, he watered them with a large pot of water, hoping that they would not all die when he returned. Just as he was counting the days and seeing a month was about to pass, he finally received a notice to leave.
But he was the only one on the list, without his parents.
The first evacuation will only accept minors.
Yan Zhu didn't want to leave his family alone. But his parents insisted that he go first. His mother even slapped him and scolded him for being ignorant. His father threatened his own life. Under the intimidation and scolding of his parents, he had no choice but to follow the team to Shelter 23.
This shelter was located in the basement of his original school, the Fourth Middle School. Unlike the cold air-raid shelter, the shelter had all the necessary facilities, including a complete ecological food self-circulation factory and power generation equipment, as well as a gym, basketball court, tennis court and cinema. At this time, the Internet was basically disconnected, and large-capacity storage cards containing a large number of movies, TV series and games became a hot exchange item among peers.
Yan Zhu was assigned to a four-person dormitory, and his roommates happened to be his classmates. In the first few days after he moved in, they would excitedly discuss the direction of the global situation every night, but after two months, all topics became boring.
During the day, he and his classmates went to the classroom to listen to the teachers' lectures. Most of the time, the lectures were taught by video. When it was the turn of the real teacher, they all put on an optimistic attitude that it was no big deal, and kept repeating, "The current situation is only temporary." In the evening, all kinds of sounds can be heard in the corridor of the shelter dormitory. They are the sounds from those small videos, TV series and movies of all kinds. Those faces in the bright sunshine performed all kinds of suffering and bizarre happy stories, but at some point they have become a distant and unattainable expectation. Yan Zhu still remembers their eyes. The light of the mobile phone in their hands shone on their pupils, overlapping with colorful flickering afterimages, shining with the light of hope.
The time of watching videos and playing games came to an end soon. The situation continued to deteriorate, and the shelter announced a decision to limit the use of electricity. Electronic entertainment activities began to be regarded as sinful, and the amount of electricity that each person could use in a month became extremely limited, just enough for them to turn on the lights at night.
After his classmates lost their electronic entertainment products, they spent more time playing cards after school. At this time, Yan Zhu was bored and took out the yellowed notebook and read his brother's diary again.
At this time, his brother's words recording his daily life began to shine brightly under the dim light. He wanted to eat the Guangming ice cream, hot meat mooncakes, and spicy popping candies mentioned in his brother's diary. When he was in elementary school, he thought his brother was just talking nonsense, but now, these happy words in the most ordinary and boring study life have become the only hope he can touch.
He also longed to go boating like his brother on a sunny spring day. This experience was recorded by his brother in a shameful tone. He and the female classmate named Luo Qingxi were assigned to a small boat. At first, their rowing went smoothly, but when they reached the middle of the lake, they suddenly lost control of the boat. No matter how they swung the oars, they could only circle around in the center of the lake. His brother was sweating in a hurry, but Luo Qingxi showed unexpected calmness. She said they encountered an undercurrent in the lake, and signaled his brother to row in the tangent direction of the undercurrent vortex, and row to the area with regular water flow. In the end, they successfully regained control of the boat and waited for the park boatman to come to pick them up. Luo Qingxi is a more amazing girl than I thought, his brother used this sentence as a conclusion.
Maybe my brother regretted not being a hero in front of the beautiful girl, Yan Zhu thought, what else could he regret? I have never rowed a boat with a smart beautiful girl. This thought made him depressed. He hadn't seen the sun for almost half a year. Not to mention rowing, even walking in the bright sunshine became an unattainable luxury.
In addition to these daily records, the funniest part of the diary is my brother's enthusiasm for UFOs.
"There are twinkling stars in this world." My brother wrote in his diary. After entering middle school, my brother suddenly became very interested in astronomy. More than a decade ago, TV stations often broadcast foreign science fiction films, and there was a UFO craze in China, so words such as mysterious UFOs and aliens often appeared in his diary. My brother said seriously that there are twinkling stars in this universe, and he had witnessed UFOs flying across the sky in the middle of the night. For this reason, he secretly took out the camera at home, waiting to take pictures of evidence of aliens, and even hinted in his diary that he had created a set of magical cipher codes and had made some progress, and he also defined it with nonsense words such as "miracles of the universe".
Yan Zhu believed this kind of nonsense when he was in primary school, but now he is laughing so hard that his mouth is crooked. If his brother is still alive, this notebook is his black history, and as a younger brother, he can use this black history to blackmail his brother to do whatever he wants.
But even if my brother was alive, what could they do being trapped in this closed space?
That night, he had a dream. In the dream, his brother and he were walking by the lake in the bright park, and then they would go boating together on the rippling lake. His brother faced him, his hair was as unruly and messy as in the photo, beads of sweat had already appeared on his forehead, and his eyes were like the twinkling stars in the summer. When they got home, they would sit by the window together to identify the constellations in the sky with a telescope, and his brother would take out a radio debugging channel to search for the so-called alien call signal, and he would sit beside him, yawning, to accompany his whimsical imagination.
The next day, he met an unexpected person.
At that time, he was looking for letters from his parents in the mail box, and after finding nothing, his longing for his relatives suddenly turned into an uncontrollable desire. A team of shelter staff happened to pass through the corridor, and the one leading them looked like their leader. On impulse, he rushed over, but was naturally stopped by the staff.
"When can I bring my parents here?" he shouted.
The leader glanced at him, and he stopped, with a very strange expression on his face, "...You are...Yan An?"
"..." He blurted out subconsciously, "Who are you?"
The leader looked at his face, and then said slowly: "No, you should be Duoduo."
Duoduo was his nickname, and only his parents called him that when he was young. Yan Zhu couldn't help but get a little angry and asked, "Who are you?"
"I'm Wei Hongzhuo," the man replied, "your brother's friend."
Oh, you are the classmate who deserves a beating described by my brother.
Wei Hongzhuo is one of the leaders of this shelter. He takes Yan Zhu back to his office. In Yan Zhu's eyes, Wei Hongzhuo is a calm and capable man, completely different from the annoying classmate described by his brother.
After listening carefully to Yan Zhu's request, Wei Hongzhuo shook his head and said, "Adults who can enter this shelter must go through a lottery process that complies with the procedures. I cannot decide who can enter."
"My mother is ill, and my father is not in good health either. Can't we let them in?"
"Duoduo, I'm sorry."
"Don't call me Duoduo."
"I know, your name is Yan Zhu." Wei Hongzhuo said, "When you were a few months old, I went to see you. You even smiled at me."
“…”
Then Wei Hongzhuo said something even more shocking, "I was the one who gave you your name, too."
"What???"
Wei Hongzhuo dipped his finger in tea and wrote the word "Zhu" on the table. "The small island facing the shore is called Zhu. I just suggested it to my uncle and aunt at the time, but I didn't expect they would really use this name."
“…”
His words narrowed the distance between them a little, but in response to Yan Zhu's plea to bring his parents in, Wei Hongzhu just shook his head. His last expression was a little sad. "There are too many people waiting in line outside for the lottery. Many relatives of staff members are not eligible to come in. If I don't follow the procedures and only care about personal feelings, then the order and rules here will become vulnerable. Forgive me, Yan Zhu."
Yan Zhu left in anger. He cursed Wei Hongzhuo in his heart, secretly saying that he was just as annoying and worthy of a beating as described in the diary. However, another small voice in his heart told him that Wei Hongzhuo was right.
In the days that followed, he began to look forward to the night, waiting for the lights-out bell to ring. Only when he fell asleep could he wander around the city with his brother, or play games with his brother in the small room. If they played for too long, his parents would rush over and yell at them to stop their idleness.
He longed for all of this. It was an ordinary world without changes, full of sunshine and laughter. A brother who could be touched and talked to at any time without the separation of life and death, and his parents worked and lived beside them, as natural as air.
He began to hate the daytime, which was just a man-made daytime. How could there be daytime in a shelter where there was no sunlight all day? He still hadn't received a letter from his parents. At the same time, he was afraid of the news outside. Sometimes there would be a group of new residents in the shelter, and the expressions on their faces were scary. Yan Zhu wanted to ask them what was going on in the outside world, but when they really talked about the situation on the ground, he wanted to cover his ears and run away.
Wei Hongzhuo often came to see him, and although he said that he couldn't show favoritism, he would sometimes bring him some food that was not in the rations as compensation. After all, Wei Hongzhuo was the person in charge here, and it would always be easier to get things done by having a good relationship with him, so Yan Zhu softened his attitude.
Then the opportunity finally came.
Wei Hongzhuo called him over, just to ask him to eat.
There were few dishes on the table, the only thing that stood out was half a braised fish. In the shelter, it was considered a delicacy. Yan Zhu looked at the fish and swallowed his saliva.
It turns out that today is his birthday.
As they ate and talked, Wei Hongzhuo talked about his brother's past. At first they could still laugh, but after Wei Hongzhuo drank a few glasses of wine and spoke the truth, Yan Zhu learned that Wei Hongzhuo had received news not long ago that all his relatives were missing.
In the shelter, another meaning of missing is death.
This man who looked as calm as a mountain had red eyes. Wei Hongzhuo told him a lot. He said that this area had suffered a large-scale destruction. It was not only Wei Hongzhuo who had lost his family, but also most people in this shelter. Yan Zhu heard a vague hint, but he hurriedly pushed this possibility aside.
"No matter what happens, we must live on with our loved ones. Being alive is better than anything else." Wei Hongzhuo finally said to him, "Let's make the best of it. As long as people are alive, there is hope."
Yan Zhu returned to his dormitory. Wei Hongzhuo's grief and regret for not being able to see his family for the last time kept lingering in his mind. After a sleepless night, he made a decision: he wanted to leave the shelter and go see his parents.
He was holding onto a glimmer of hope that was almost paranoid. He only knew that if he let his parents die in the outside world, he would spend the rest of his life in regret. If his brother were alive, he would definitely stay with his parents. But without his brother, he was the only one who could protect his parents.
That's what he was born for.
Dad, Mom, I'm coming to you right now.
In the past few days, he had been observing the entrances and exits of the shelter, secretly memorizing the various procedures and management details. Perhaps he had wanted to sneak out of here from the beginning, and his efforts were not in vain. He finally found an opportunity to sneak out of the shelter.
When he reached the ground, the devastated scene before him almost made him collapse.
Everything seemed like a different world. The buildings of the past were in ruins. The clear sky of the past was stained by endless dust. Ashes from burning fires floated in the air. Everything was dead. The air-raid shelter where his parents lived was completely buried by rubble. They were gone - all the fantasies and hopes for the future vanished at this moment.
Then, he saw the real nightmare.
It was like a terrifying existence that came from the void, with shiny black tentacles and bat-like wings, its eyes were dark, and its strange pseudopods that did not conform to biological logic were rolling under its body. It was a weapon dedicated to destruction.
That is the killer that dominates this planet.
I will die—
You will definitely die.
…
…
When he regained consciousness, he saw an unfamiliar ceiling.
This is a cabin with a wonderful sense of technology.
He was lying on a bed, and in front of him appeared a young woman with long brown hair. She was extremely beautiful, with a cunning and seductive look in her eyes. She smiled and said, "Ah, you're awake."
"Who are you?"
"I'm Yin Ran," the beautiful woman replied, "I saved your life."
In the subsequent conversation, Yan Zhu learned that Yin Ran, who looked as beautiful as a star, was actually an alien. Now he was no longer on Earth, but in Yin Ran's spaceship.
The fantasy about aliens in her brother's notebook became a reality, but Yin Ran was not a shining star. She told him frankly that she was an interstellar thief and the reason for saving him was very simple. Because he ate a fish.
“I ate a fish?”
Yin Ran explained that a fellow named Golden Finger Kadolo had stolen a treasure. After being tracked by the Eye of Supervision, he came up with a genius shit method, which was to decompose it and inject it into the body of a fish on this remote planet to hide from tracking, but he didn't expect that the fish was eaten by him. After learning the information, Yin Ran took the initiative to take Yan Zhu away.
"This unfortunate planet has been invaded by the Sinrat and cannot be saved. I have saved your life."
There was no time to complain about the fish, so Yan Zhu immediately chose to change the topic.
"You can save more people." Yan Zhu said. He told her that there were many scattered human shelters on the earth, and there were many survivors there. But Yin Ran refused because the Sinlat killer was too powerful. Just saving Yan Zhu had consumed almost all of her weapons inventory and almost killed herself. Going again would undoubtedly be suicide.
Yin Ran then told her plan that she would decompose Yan Zhu to extract the mysterious treasure.
"Divide, decompose?"
"I will restore you to health later." Yin Ran stared at him dissatisfiedly, "What's that expression on your face? If it was the Eye of Supervision, your life would have vanished long ago."
Yin Ran explained that this would not have much impact on Yan Zhu's body. As a reward for the treasure, she would provide Yan Zhu with a sum of money and send him to an alien galaxy Homo sapiens settlement. But Yin Ran was powerless to help Yan Zhu's wish to save other compatriots.
In order to prevent him from escaping, Yin Ran put Yan Zhu under house arrest, and a bionic robot named Xiaorui was there to deliver meals to him on a regular basis every day.
Xiao Rui's tea was delicious, and his dishes were a hundred times more delicious than those in the shelter, but this did not make Yan Zhu, who was in despair, feel better. He even yelled at the robot to vent his anger, and then he hated himself because the robot was just a robot, and he was just showing how ugly a human being is in a state of impotence and rage.
After two days of house arrest, he saw a new visitor.
A cat.
It was a Siamese cat with a chocolate and cream coloring, and it looked very sweet. It squatted in front of him politely, "Hello, I'm Gin."
"..." Yan Zhu stared at it and blurted out, "There really are cats."
"I'm from Elt." Gin said, "I also stayed in Lola for a while before. I feel very sorry for what happened."
In the mouths of aliens, they all call the Earth "Lola". Yan Zhu likes this pronunciation, but mentioning the Earth at this moment will only make him feel more depressed. After a conversation, he learned that Gin was a hitchhiker. This Alt cat likes to travel between different planets and is a traveler with no fixed place to stay.
They soon became familiar with each other. Perhaps because he was too bored on the ship, Gin often came to play cards with him. He knew all the card games on Earth. But Gin's luck with cards was very bad. He couldn't get what he wanted. He lost everything he played. Whatever cards he drew were bad cards. Yan Zhu won too many times and suspected that the other party was letting him win. In the end, he found that Gin's luck was really bad.
After another great victory by drawing the joker card, Yan Zhu laughed at Gin's luck.
"Haha." Maomao replied, "Being able to achieve this is also one of the possibilities."
"What?"
"Just like the cards in your hand, every time you play a card, there is a possible direction." Gin said, "It's just that the me in this world happened to choose this direction."
"Obviously, you're really unlucky."
“Haha, have you heard of the theory of travel through time?”
"What is that?"
"When civilization develops to a certain level , the subject of civilization can observe and even choose all the possibilities derived from this route." Gin said, "If we follow the possibility of infinite parallel worlds, it means that there may be another me who has entered the high civilization line and can observe all possible directions, and thus travel to a route where I can win all the cards in a row."
"You mean..." Yan Zhu admitted that he didn't quite understand, "The other you with this ability will become a lucky European emperor."
"almost."
"Wait a minute, there is such a high level of civilization, but it is only used to make yourself have better luck in playing cards!!"
"I don't think there's any problem." Gin said, and he looked at Yan Zhu, "By the way, you've been locked up by Yin Ran for so many days, aren't you worried about what's hidden inside your body?"
"Yin Ran will take it away." Yan Zhu said, "It's not mine anyway."
"Well, I'm not sure what that thing in your body is, but you seem very unstable." Gin stared at him and said.
"What?"
"You look like an unstable bubble, a superposition of existence and non-existence." Gin said, "Maybe you can really travel through it."
"I don't understand you."
"I hope you'll never understand." Cat whispered, "Yin Ran should take the things out of your body as soon as possible."
"ah?"
Gin stared at him. "The basis of traveling is the derivation of possibility. But if you skip the possibility and create something out of nothing, it will be a paradox."
"I don't understand what you're talking about."
This was his last conversation with Gin of this world.
On the second day, Yin Ran's ship was attacked. It seemed that the Golden Finger Kadolo or the Eye of Supervision had knocked on the door. In a panic, Yin Ran stuffed him into the lifeboat and launched it.
After drifting in the interstellar space for an unknown period of time, he was picked up by a fox merchant who called himself Boss Han and boarded his ship. Boss Han used to do business on Earth, and after the disaster, he also evacuated Earth.
"Interesting, very interesting." Boss Han said after examining his body. After explaining to him that Laura was irreversible, Boss Han offered Yan Zhu another plan.
That is to travel to a world where the Earth still exists, but is still facing the threat of the Black Box Society.
"The probability of failure is 99.99999999999%." Boss Han said, "In theory, you will definitely be torn into pieces, but maybe the things inside your body will bring you variables. Are you really willing to try?"
A world where the Earth still exists, he will have the opportunity to save everyone. Yan Zhu agreed without hesitation.
With the help of Boss Han, he traveled through time.
To this day, he still cannot recall the process. At that moment, his mind was filled with countless ghostly and vague sounds, and his vision became a superposition that extended beyond three dimensions in all directions. Before his eyes flashed what looked like a chain of countless light points, and rays of light moved like dancing silver snakes.
He saw a small green bird flying through the air.
He couldn't remember how it ended.
He fell to the ground, cold raindrops hitting his face, forehead, and eyes, carrying the taste of bitter dust.
Then, a man's face appeared.
There was surprise and concern on his face. His face was so familiar.
He said, "Are you okay?"
Instead of being torn into pieces as he had imagined, he successfully arrived in this world, a world where the Earth was intact.
But he lost all his memories, who he was and why he was here, everything became blank.
That man, Wei Hongzhuo, took him in and gave him a new name, Ren Anzhi.
After living as Ren Anzhi for five years, he became a successful performing arts star. At a school celebration event, he unexpectedly recovered his memory.
He remembered his name.
He saw his brother, a real brother, and his two lively and lovely children.
While he was delighted, he soon realized that the threat of the Black Box Society was imminent and that he had wasted five years doing nothing.
After he resolved his suspicion of Lu Lixuan, he met Boss Han from this world.
Boss Han showed him a clearer path, which was to catch up with Xiaozhen and his group who were traveling in the interstellar space.
Follow him and protect him. Only you can stop the Black Box Society's conspiracy.
Boss Han's whisper echoed in his mind, and Yan Zhu whispered, "Xiao Zhen, I'm coming right now."
Xiao Zhen, I will definitely save you this time. I will definitely stop the Black Box and save everyone.
He lifted his feet and walked forward.
Rushing into the Eternal Palace is easier than imagined.
Xiao Zhen was rushing towards the central control room of the Eternal Palace. Compared to what he had seen before as a prince, the number of guards had been greatly reduced.
He could sense the frantic thoughts floating in the air, "Prince Alsiel was killed--" "A lunatic killed everyone in the Supreme Council" "What should Xi Yiqi do next? Is the White Mang God going to destroy us?" "Catch that criminal!!!"
It seems that Shark Fang has absorbed most of the firepower of the Eternal Palace. Now the guards of the whole palace are gathering to capture Shark Fang.
At this time, Xiaozhen just wanted to say: Thank you, Shark Tooth.
This is related to the Supreme Defense Resolution that is being initiated, and there can be no more hesitation.
Nothing can stop him anymore.
He captured a guard and took his internal certification directly. After that, he killed all the gods and Buddhas he met along the way. Specifically, he threw the guards who dared to stop him fifteen meters away and made sure that they did not have the strength to get up within half an hour.
In the corridors and passages, he always encountered some blind guards. At this time, Xiao Zhen would miss his short life as a prince. After all, it was really nice to be able to easily solve problems with a wave of his hand. Fortunately, Shark Tooth was more powerful than he thought. This well-known galactic wanted criminal knew how to make things bigger and attract more attention.
So these guards would leave in a hurry following the alarm, which invisibly opened a way for Xiaozhen.
When Xiao Zhen arrived at the central control room, he simply beat up all the engineers in the room and asked them to sleep together in the middle.
Then he opened the local communication, "Number 8."
"Dad is here." Yan An No. 8 said.
"Report the situation to me!" Xiaozhen said.
Yan An No. 8 said, "We have successfully generated large-scale batches of garbage code, which are constantly multiplying. According to current calculations..."
"I just want to ask you whether the final defense resolution was successfully activated."
"No. It still has 10% of the progress left." Yan An No. 8 said, "Due to the large amount of garbage we created, it is now stuck here and will take another 6842 star years to complete."
Xiao Zhen nodded, "That is to say, we have to wait for 6842 astronomical cycles before this weapon will be aimed at the noisy group of killer whales."
"That's right."
"very good."
Yan An No. 8 said: "Someone came in."
Xiao Zhen turned around and asked in surprise: "Ren Anzhi? Why are you here?"
Yan Zhu looked at the boy, his face bore traces of his brother, just like the photo in the album. In the photo, Yan An was grinning, his face carefree.
He walked towards him slowly. He wanted to protect his brother's child no matter what.
"Ren Anzhi?? Why are you here?" Xiao Zhen asked again, "Where are the others on the Zejin? Where is Mr. Cat?"
He walked towards him, and Boss Han whispered in his ear, "Only you, only you can save this world."
Xiao Zhen looked behind him, "You came alone? Where are the others?"
He stood in front of him, blinking, Boss Han's voice buzzing in his head. "You are the wedge driven into this world. You are the most unexpected variable. Go, save him. Save the child of your beloved brother."
Yan Zhu reached out his hand and grabbed Xiao Zhen's arm. He pressed the button that Boss Han gave him.
At that moment, Xiaozhen's eyes widened.
Then, the world flashed.
The reality of the universe began to vibrate.
sound.
time.
substance.
At that moment, everyone heard the trembling coming from Nocturne Mountain itself, like the pulsation of an out-of-control heart.
"What did you do !!" Xiao Zhen shouted.
The world is disintegrating.
All the matter was disintegrating. Yan Zhu didn't understand what was happening.
But he could feel everything around him slowly dissolving into a disordered nothingness, like white sand flying in the air. Walls, furniture, buildings were like burning paper. They were all falling apart.
He heard the sound of a computer: "Just now, the black box used him to create a space explosion. The calculation was wrong and the result could not be estimated. The calculation was wrong..."
Xiao Zhen looked around: "...What did you do?"
Yan Zhu's mouth was dry. What happened? His heart was pounding. "Xiao Zhen, I'm your uncle."
An uncle who doesn't exist.
After a few seconds of silence, Xiao Zhen laughed sadly, "Fuck the Black Box Society, they actually calculated to this extent."
"What?"
"..." Xiao Zhen looked at him, "Every possible world line will have its own logic and rules. The extension of each branch line depends on the existence of the object itself. Yan An in this world does not have any brothers, so there is no possible branch line that I will have an uncle. The non-existent uncle is a bug that is incompatible with the world. If two different parallel worlds are compared to bubbles, forced collision will only cause the bubbles to explode. Forcibly expanding the paradox will completely mess up the world. Quantum entanglement has boundaries. The world has its own inherent rules. What did they give you, an algorithm virus? Sure enough, the defense resolution is just a smokescreen to attract attention. Their ultimate goal is to activate the system under Nocturne Mountain."
"Is this... all my fault?"
"No, it was the Black Box that gave you the hint. It's not your fault."
"Is there any hope for this world?" Yan Zhu whispered.
“……”Xiao Zhen didn’t answer him.