Chapter 157 Who Will Survive

When exchanging clothes with Zhou Yijue, An Wujiu was thinking about the follow-up retreat.

What if their bombing failed, what if they didn't lead the target there.

These are all things he can't be sure of.

He didn't even think that Zhou Yijue also left him the body armor, not even giving him a chance to choose.

When An Wujiu was trapped in the warehouse, he didn't know what Zhou Yijue was going to do until the earphones around his neck suddenly made electrical noise. After he hung it on his ear, it was not unexpected that An Wujiu heard Gabriel's voice.

"Gabriel?" An Wujiu tried to talk to him, "Is that you?"

After a few seconds, the other party's voice came.

"It's me, blameless." Gabriel's voice became serious, his tone sounded solemn, "I'm on the aircraft now, and it may take off in a while..."

Probably because he also found himself too serious, so he laughed a few times, "Damn, I have a bottle of tequila on hand, do you think I drink it?"

An Wujiu frowned, "Don't be nervous Gabriel, you just need to drop the bomb..."

Halfway through speaking, An Wujiu suddenly felt that something was wrong, "Wait a minute, you mentioned the horizontal bombing range of this bomb before, what about the vertical and vertical range? With the speed of your aircraft, can you retreat completely after dropping the bomb?"

What he got was a brief silence, and the sound of electricity reverberated, as if answering for Gabriel.

"Gabriel." An Wujiu repeated again, "Can you hear what I said? The vertical of this bomb..."

"No blame." Gabriel interrupted, "Zhou Yijue has already come over, that mask can be quite bluffing, I really thought it was you at first glance."

An Wu Jiu's heart suddenly fell, thinking of what Zhou Yijue said, he suddenly had a very bad premonition.

Damn door, why can't it be opened?

His abilities seemed to have disappeared, and suddenly it was difficult to open even a warehouse door.

"Tell him, tell him not to act rashly!" An Wu Jiu's tone was eager, trying his best to stop Zhou Yijue, "Gabriel, tell him, I can't help him, he has to hand over this necklace himself!"

Gabriel was calm.

"Sorry, at this time, none of us can persuade anyone."

An Wu Jiu froze all over, the unfinished words stuck in his throat.

"Actually, when I first saw Zhou Yijue, I thought he was not a good person. But think about me, too. In this life, I have made money and spent money, spent my life, pursued advantages and avoided disadvantages, and did all the wicked things."

An Wu Jiu could hear his hearty smile, the sound of him drinking half a bottle of tequila in one gulp.

"Just for the sake of my sister, if God can't bless her, let me protect her from afar." Gabriel asked An Wu Jiao, "There should be some living humans now, just like us."

An Wu Jiu's nose is astringent, standing alone facing the iron gate.

"I don't know, maybe there is."

After experiencing so many failures and sacrifices, An Wu Jiu has been unable to say anything with absolute certainty.

"That's a lot." Gabriel smiled. Through the earphones, An Wu Jiu heard the sound of the engine running.

"Gabriel, you have to be careful, can you fly out?"

An Wujiu eagerly asked for the answer, he needed this answer to make him feel at ease.

"Of course." Gabriel's voice was smiling, "We are the ones who save the world."

The sound of the engine gradually annihilated Gabriel's lofty ambitions, like a heavy black fog covering them, these tiny humans.

"Gabriel, I don't..."

"Hang up first, no blame."

An Wu Jiu vaguely heard him say goodbye, he said, "When I come back, we will go for a drink together."

Then the sound suddenly stopped.

The sudden silence was like a heavy hammer, hitting An Wujiu hard, he felt that every cell in his body was filled with lead, extremely heavy, the great grief and loneliness compressed him, and then compressed, There was no room for a breath.

In the headphones, the signals were mixed, and Gabriel's voice flashed again, this time not so clear and intermittent.

An Wujiu walked out of despair briefly and called out Gabriel's name, but the other party didn't seem to hear him at all.

Just a minute ago, Gabriel in the flight cabin saw a faint light rising from the skyline through the dusty glass. He pressed the release button, followed An Wujiu's words and left as quickly as possible.

But the goddess of luck did not favor people like him.

[warn! The wing is damaged, the power system is damaged, please make an emergency landing immediately! ]

[warn! The aircraft repair system is damaged in the eyes, please make an emergency landing on the spot! ]

[warn……]

Gabriel saw with his own eyes that the monster hit by the bomb was screaming and fled from the ambush.

He also saw Matsuura Mori, who was flying another aircraft, keeping a bomb and flying towards the monster in order to destroy the monster as much as possible.

Gabriel drank the remaining half of the bottle of wine, he did not repair the aircraft, it was too late.

But he still had time to say something.

Across the weak signal, An Wu Jiao clearly heard Gabriel's voice.

"Friends I have never met, don't be surprised to hear this voice, I bought the global broadcast time of this radio. I have been in a daze before, only caring about making money and having fun, every minute and every second of my life. Make a deal, this damn catastrophe has killed so many people, but it finally made me feel like I was actually alive."

Gabriel smiled, choked up in his words, "I'm on an aircraft now, ready to attack a pollutant, I don't know what the result will be, my sister, I hope you can face the future bravely, and I will bless you forever. "

"I know many of you are running out of steam, but don't give up looking for hope. I used to be a coward too, but not anymore."

In the end, he seemed to say something, but An Wujiu could no longer hear it.

All he could hear was the sound of an explosion that made him completely desperate. It came closer than any of the previous times. Gabriel's voice was completely destroyed by the final explosion. The terrifying silence was like a dead sea. Drowning in this fear of losing everything.

He didn't know, Gabriel finally saw that the monster still failed to fall, so he chose to slam into it and use the power of the giant aircraft to blow up him.

An Wu Jiu seemed to be back in the long past, back when he was still a test subject.

The day-to-day torture left him with despair in his overdrawn youth. He prayed every day, praying that the god he could see could save him.

But at this moment, An Wujiu just wanted to pray that all this would be turned around.

He wanted to save everyone, he didn't want to lose any of them.

Obviously he was determined to change himself, so he gained so many precious companions, why did he have to lose it in the end.

When An Wu Jiu tried his best to open the door of this warehouse, like a bird breaking free, he ran from the ruins on the top of the mountain to the burning, black smoke-filled ruins in the forest.

Grief kept cutting his consciousness, An Wujiu could feel the disintegration of his will, the scenes of their sacrifice in each cycle appeared in front of his eyes, lingering, and the failures were like dominoes.

He knew very well that the decisive one was teetering.

But the moment he tried his best to come, An Wu Jiu knew that he was still too late.

On the wreckage of the aircraft, Gabriel's favorite bright pink spray paint burned like charcoal, and there was nothing left. He walked towards it, but his feet seemed to be stepping in the air, without a fulcrum.

This is a dream, right? All this, what pollution, what cycle, should be a dream.

Matsuura's aircraft also fell to the ground, An Wujiu walked over, the machine gun hit the ground and was completely deformed, the glass burst, he saw half of Matsuura's body.

An Wu Jiu wanted to pull him out from the inside, but he didn't have the slightest strength.

He straightened up, looked around blankly, his voice was a little hoarse when he spoke, so hoarse that he didn't expect it.

"...Wu You? Nanshan?"

An Wu Jiu stood alone in the forest, the place was extremely silent, he could not get a single reply.

"Miss Tengtang?" An Wu Jiu lowered his eyes and read all their names, until the end, his voice became smaller and smaller.

He walked out step by step, looking for pollutants and monsters in the huge wreckage. In the end, he found Nan Shan and Wu You, who was protected by him, outside the ambush, among the many pollutant corpses.

Before the explosion, all these pollutants were summoned to surround them who were too late to retreat. Nan Shan alone could not resist so much, so she could only give priority to protecting Wu You.

This time, he didn't contaminate Wu You, but they all survived.

An Wu Jiu's eyes were sore, he leaned down and squatted down, using his palms to close Wu You's eyes that were still wide open until he died.

From the outside, An Wujiu looks almost cold-blooded and numb now, only he knows how chaotic his brain is at the moment, all his thoughts are running rampant, the good and evil in his heart are repeatedly fighting, the concept is shattered, the belief is destroyed Burning, the grief that remained in his heart turned everything into chaos.

The only sanity left allowed him to discover a fact.

Along the way, he did not see Russell's body.

An Wu Jiu lowered his eyes and glanced at the countdown on the inside of his wrist.

00:13:13

The game is not over.

Could it be that all that they have paid and sacrificed was in vain.

Chaos was expanding, An Wujiu's five senses seemed to be infinitely expanded, and he could hear the sounds of all the creatures around him, appearing in his mind in a disorderly manner.

He even jumped in front of his eyes with juxtaposed pictures. From left to right, there was the picture of him curling up on the grass, the picture of him and Yang Erci separating, the picture of Zhou Yijue locking him in the warehouse, and the picture of him at this moment, like monitoring recorded.

The record grid depicting [present] was originally the last one, but suddenly, a new one appeared on the right side of it.

The picture was chaotic at first, and then gradually took shape. To An Wu Jiu's surprise, the self in the picture raised his head, looked at him through this layer of "surveillance", and even raised the corners of his mouth.

No, that's not him.

An Wu Jiu saw the other party's clothes clearly, it was size 0.

Chaos almost controlled his thoughts, but An Wu Jiao still tried his best to check everything on the screen.

The corpse at No. 0's feet is himself in Zhou Yijue's clothes.

Is this the future?

The squares arranged horizontally suddenly shrank, then shrank again, gradually forming points, and finally turned into a continuous line.

This is... time?

An Wujiu's heart beat heavily.

He turned sharply, raised the gun in his hand, and sure enough, No. 0 appeared not far behind him.

But it was different from the "monitoring" picture just now, this difference made An Wu Jiu's hand to pull the trigger directly and paused.

No. 0 [An Wu Jiu] held Lilith who was bound, just like the second cycle.

But this time Lilith was wearing a hoodie, the one An Wu Jiu almost recognized.

"What? Can't do it anymore?" [An Wu Jiu] laughed frantically, the gun in his hand pressed against Lilith's temple.

An Wu Jiu stared at him coldly, and found that he was missing an arm and his health was not much left. It seemed that he had already met Russell, but Russell did not kill him.

The reason is probably this moment.

It's just that An Wujiu didn't understand, if he could really see the future, in the future he "monitored" just now, [An Wujiu] came alone and killed him.

Why is it different now?

Is it because he made a change? Or……

An Wu Jiu suddenly realized that he had a blind spot in his thinking, that is, the guy in front of him is also him.

Since he can have the ability to change the future, so can [An Wu Jiu].

So the future "seen" by either of them can be void.

"It seems that your brother is not much better than me." [An Wu Jiu] stabbed the muzzle at Lilith fiercely.

Lilith's mouth was gagged, so she couldn't open her mouth, she could only close her eyes, restrain her tears, and gently shook her head at An Wujiu, as if telling him to leave.

how can that be?

An Wujiu was still thinking.

If it was what he thought, they should have the same ability...

There is a difference in ability between him and No. 0. The reason... It should be because No. 0 has been in the altar for longer than him. Time traveled to No. 98, from the time of travel to the present.

The time difference in between caused the gap in their ability awakening.

That being the case, maybe you can control the pollutants yourself.

An Wu Jiu lowered his eyes, trying to mobilize the chaotic power in his body to sense the creatures around him that exude the same aura.

There is.

An Wu Jiu's indifferent performance made No. 0 realize something.

What the hell is he doing?

An Wujiu tried to control the pollutant that he had captured in his consciousness and let him move over.

No. 0 must be a soldier now, as long as there is a little movement, he will definitely be distracted.

He must have a chance to kill him by then.

Suddenly, heavy footsteps came from the forest.

It's now!

An Wu Jiu aimed at No. 0's head and fired a shot, he was ready to avoid him because he could also see the future, maybe in this short moment, he saw it and made changes.

So An Wujiu fired many shots in a row until he confirmed that it was enough to kill [An Wujiu].

[An Wu Jiu] did fall down, the weird thing is that he didn't dodge a single shot.

An Wu Jiu couldn't understand, he even thought it was a trap he set, waiting for him to jump.

But the [An Wu Jiu] in front of him just fell down like this, covered in blood, Lilith took a half-step back in a bit of collapse, paused, and continued to move away.

Why doesn't he hide?

An Wu Jiu walked over step by step, hesitating at first, but then speeding up.

Lilith is still there, and he will at least take Lilith away.

But [An Wu Jiu] used that blood-stained hand to hold An Wu Jiu's ankle.

An Wu Jiu lowered his head and saw his weak and frantic smile, even the gap between his teeth was full of blood.

"These useless guys are willing to die for you..." He smiled, maintaining the attitude of the winner with the last strength, even though he lost.

"It doesn't matter, they won't come back anyway."

An Wu Jiu squatted down and stared at him expressionlessly, "How long do you think you can live?"

No. 0 [An Wujiu] laughed even more arrogantly, "You really don't look like me anymore."

"Do you think I'm afraid of death? Do you really think I've killed so many people, and really just want to be the only survivor of all An Wu Jiu?"

No. 0 looked at the blood on his head contemptuously, "Do you think I can't kill you?"

An Wu Jiu frowned slightly, he felt something was wrong.

When he looked up, he saw that Lilith had been retreating, as if trying to escape.

"Lilith! Where are you going!"

An Wujiu got up and wanted to find her, but No. 0 suddenly pulled out a short knife and cut An Wujiu's Achilles tendon.

The severe pain struck, and the thoughts that were finally stabilized by An Wujiu became chaotic again.

Lilith was getting farther and farther away from him, she seemed crazy and wanted to run away from him.

An Wu Jiu didn't understand why, but he knew that No. 0 must have done it.

He ignored his bleeding ankle and grabbed the collar of No. 0, "What did you do to Lilith!"

"You'll find out soon." The smile on No. 0's face became calm, even indifferent. He threw away the short knife in his hand, spread out his hand, and compared the numbers with his fingers.

"five four three two one."

[An Wu Jiu] whispered onomatopoeia of an explosion, "Bang."

Suddenly, there was a huge explosion in the direction Lilith fled, and the fire flashed.

An Wu Jiu's heart was like falling into an ice cave, and he couldn't say a word.

No. 0 [An Wu Jiu] seemed very satisfied with what he saw, and laughed again, as if he had heard a funny joke.

"I'm so sorry she died. Now you know why she ran away?"

There was a cruel joy on his face, "Number 99, congratulations that you are still alive."

"But..." No. 0 smiled, blood dripping from his mouth, he didn't mind, and was even happier, "You're almost not you anymore."

"Help everyone survive, even his own sister can't be saved, is he going crazy?" His words kept stimulating An Wujiu.

An Wu Jiu's last calmness was smashed into pieces.

When the explosion sounded suddenly, he also almost lost his last humanity.

The ground began to vibrate, and all around, the corpses that had been blown into pieces were all suspended and glued together, but at this time he had no time to care.

No. 0's words are like a demon's fable, haunting him in despair.

"That's a ticking time bomb that I tied with my own hands. It's a pity that our little sister can't run fast enough. She should cry and run away like she did when she was a child, right?"

These words were almost like a knife stabbing An Wu Jiu's heart, he raised the gun in pain, almost clenched his back molars, "Shut up."

But No. 0 was not afraid at all, he grabbed An Wu Jiu's wrist with his dirty and bloody hand, forced his gun to his forehead, smiled cruelly, "You want to kill me, you're going crazy. Right? Hurry up, or you won't even be able to touch the fragments of her body."

I am not like you.

An Wu Jiu's gradually disintegrating human nature collapsed into a rubble, from which a necromancy-like cry could be heard.

I'm not you.

Lilith's tearful appearance as she fled, and the sound of explosions kept coming.

"There are different souls in two identical bodies, good and bad, angels and lunatics. When the good one gradually darkens and falls into the madness of collapse. Then number 99, you tell me."

"Who is the survivor among us?"

He finally fired the shot, the frightened birds in the mountains fled to the sky, and the monsters reborn in the bombing reached out to him.

Lilith couldn't come back, and An Wujiu seemed to hear another mockery of his victory in a trance.

[I am dead, but I will live in your body forever. ]