Why it never ends

Chapter 1000 Crack

"Rico, you—and not just you, all the mercury needles in this world need to awaken for the third time."

"What is that..."

"The first awakening is to allow our companions to recognize us in a crisis, the second awakening is to reach the limits and boundaries of our own abilities," Pascal said, "The third awakening is to allow each of us to recognize who we are and what position we should be in this world, and then look at where we are today—"

Rico took a step back, then two steps back.

"…So you really put chelates in the habitable area?"

"Why do you always dwell on this issue?" Pascal was puzzled. "Have you never felt angry or unfair? Think about why you were expelled from the Third District? Wasn't it because your best friend died in vain—"

"Don't mention her to me!" Li Ge's voice suddenly rose. "How dare you mention this to me - if you remember what she sacrificed for, if you knew what she was most proud of during her lifetime, you would be ashamed of what you did today! If she were still alive today, she would fight all of you!"

Pascal stood in the wind.

"...Then you want to fight me to death?"

Rico stroked his hair, looked away, and his voice turned into an incredulous whisper: "Putting chelates in habitable areas? What did you think? How could you do that?"

Both of them had red eyes.

"Pascal, tell me, how could you do this to a child?"

"The chelate will drill where it wants to drill. What can I do?" Pascal said, "Besides, everyone here is going to die, whether they are children or the elderly, poor or rich... What difference does it make? These people will die today or tomorrow, this month or next month... We will not forgive any of them.

"You have no right to lecture me, Rico. After Faialar, we no longer owe the barbarians anything."

"What kind of savage? Why are you calling me such a strange name..." Rico was almost wailing in pain, "Aren't we all human? Didn't we all live in the wilderness before we were brought to the base? At that time-"

Pascal looked at her coldly: "You treat others as your own kind, but do you know if they treat you as their own kind?"

"us--"

"Take a step back and ask the barbaric species in the habitable areas. In their eyes, are the people in the wasteland considered human? Are the whale people considered human?"

The two of them fell into the same despair at the same time. They saw the same stubbornness on each other's faces. No one could convince the other with just a few words.

"That's it." Pascal forced a smile again. "Anyway, I'm glad to see you tonight."

Rico looked at her, his eyes sad and confused.

"I'll keep an eye on your movements," Pascal said. "If you go back like this, they will never let you go. But if you get caught, don't worry too much. We... I will try my best to rescue you."

"Don't come," Rico said, "If you think you saved me, I will join you—"

"We didn't actually make causing casualties our primary goal tonight. Does that make you hate me less?" Pascal said, "In theory, for a major ceremony like tonight, there should be mercury needles patrolling the entire venue - at least if we were still there, the Cauchy Workstation would organize it that way. So we placed some less potent chelates in the center of the city... In the end, we didn't run into the mercury needles hired by the coalition government, but you guys." "Then what about the gunshots later?"

Pascal laughed. "Why would we use guns in a formal battle? Cold weapons are faster for us. But I did receive a retreat message in advance, saying that we should withdraw immediately after setting up the scene. Tonight is not our home court."

"Pascal..."

"You will definitely wake up," Pascal looked at her, "like me, like Sahame, like Eugene and Xiaosike - you will understand who your true companion is... I believe this day will come soon."

In the silence, both of them heard a slight tremor coming from the ground.

"Let's go." Pascal touched Rico's fist at last, "I'll hold them back."

Rico turned around and disappeared into the night without looking back.

……

At 9:10, half of Emanria's power supply was cut off, and gunfire was heard inside some large buildings.

There are more models of killing machines on the streets. In addition to the three square sweepers, there is also a round mobile device that can be used for precise shooting. It looks like a self-rolling tire, but it is solid in the middle. The device can climb all stairs with a slope of less than 60 degrees and attack people hiding in public buildings.

It took the police a moment to understand where the explosions were coming from: the square-shaped sweepers would explode as soon as they tipped over or away from the ground, with enough force to create a crater in the ground large enough to stop a normal vehicle.

Considering the subsequent rescue and disaster relief work, the mercury needles proposed a solution - quickly find enough safe explosion points in the city, such as empty stadiums and parks, and use lighting drones as marks. They can throw them to the designated location in the gap between lifting the machine and detonating it, so as to prevent the explosion from damaging the road or injuring innocent people.

Helicopters flew over the city, and the radio kept repeating the current principles of evacuation. At this time, most residents had already taken shelter in nearby masonry buildings, and only a few pedestrians were left on the streets.

Eucalyptus ran around, but there were locks at the entrances of every building. She tried knocking on the doors several times, but no one responded.

As the crowd thinned, the gunfire stopped firing frequently, and the streets became quieter. Eucalyptus could only listen carefully to the surrounding sounds to avoid running into these killing machines.

After turning a corner, Eucalyptus suddenly felt a strong gaze. She looked up suddenly and saw a large trash can at the corner with a dense crowd of people. There were more than 20 people squeezed into a space of less than three square meters. Those standing on the edge were swaying, barely holding on to the thin branches of the roadside trees hanging above their heads to maintain their fragile balance.

All of them looked at Eucalyptus with stern faces.

"Don't come over here! There's no room here!"

"……sorry."

Eucalyptus lowered her head and was about to leave, but she didn't notice that at the end of the street, about two hundred meters away from her, a white scanning device was flashing frequently. It kept turning its detection eyes, searching for possible targets of attack.

Suddenly, the machine stopped.

Its field of vision locked onto the direction of Eucalyptus, and its indicator light switched from flashing to solid red.