I really don't want to hang up

The captain put away the paper and pen, rushed out of the car, and went straight to the front desk of the hospital.

"Where's John?"

He has too many doubts, and he wants answers to these doubts. Asking John is the easiest way.

The nurse at the front desk quickly responded,
"The patient you sent?"

Originally, it was extremely difficult to find a patient in such a large hospital.

However, John wears the latest bracelet equipped by the hospital, which can clearly show the location.

That's what the bracelet is all about.

Soon, the positioning is successful.

"On the rooftop?!"

What is John doing on the rooftop? !

Without saying a word, the captain rushed to the elevator and went straight to the top floor.

When he knocked open the roof door, he saw John leisurely leaning against the railing with a cup of coffee.

The other party did not seek life and death as the captain imagined, and was even calmer than the captain.

Seeing the captain, John froze for a moment, a little surprised, puzzled,

"Is there anything else, Captain?"

He thought the case was over. After all, he had ordered it to go on, so don't investigate if it shouldn't be.

The captain looked at John repeatedly, with a gloomy expression, and it took him a long time to speak.
"Yes, I have something to do with you."

He walked slowly to the railing and asked casually,
"I sorted out the whole thing again and found some doubts."

With that said, the captain bluntly stated his previous analysis.

While speaking, the captain has been observing John's expression, but found nothing.

John had little interest in the story.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked back, "So, what answer did you get, Captain."

The captain said coldly,
"About the drug for anesthesia, I never knew how they did it. But is there such a possibility. You are not anesthetized at all!"

"Not anesthetized?"

John sneered,
"You mean, like Griffin, I cooperated with Mr. Luden, deceived everyone, and stole my things?"

Griffin pretended to be sleeping and cooperated with Luden, which can also be explained.

What's the point of John doing this?
Even John himself found this statement extremely ridiculous.

"No, you're not pretending to be asleep."

The captain expressed his conjecture word by word,
"You were killed! They didn't care about the dose, because it didn't matter! They used a lethal dose, and you were killed instead of sleeping!"

The more the captain spoke, the more excited he became, and the speed of his speech was fast.
"Similarly, you were already dead when you were thrown into the lake. No, maybe you were drowned again, but you came back to life soon."

Under the assumption of the existence of immortals, everything makes sense!

Of course, the most difficult thing to make sense of the whole topic is the existence of immortals
The captain's assumption was bold and ridiculous.

John's face was full of bewilderment and confusion, he didn't understand,

"You don't really believe this nonsense?"

There was a hint of a smile on the corner of John's mouth. This smile was very weird. It seemed to be mocking the captain for believing such a thing.

But the captain seemed to be in a daze, and said to himself, "No, there is one more thing that doesn't make sense."

"Why are you helping Luden?"

"Have you seen it before? No, it's not just to this extent. He looks like an old friend of yours?"

"Could it be that Luden is also an immortal?!"

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He kept throwing out hypotheses and overthrowing them one by one, but he couldn't find a real answer.

Looking at the captain's appearance, John wanted to say that based on his personal experience, the captain could already be admitted to the hospital.

A VIP from the mental hospital.

Fortunately, this is not a mental hospital, and John is not a doctor now.

He just wanted to say a word to the captain.

Don't be in this barber shop.

I don't know how long I have been talking to myself, the captain suddenly came back to his senses, looked at John and asked,
"What are you doing on the rooftop?"

John shrugged.

"Anyway, I'm not here to listen to your nonsense."

The voice just fell.

it's dark.

The captain looked up blankly, not understanding what happened.

The rising sun suddenly disappeared!

In the sky, there is an extra fireball.

The fireball may be a miracle of nature, a shooting star, or the tail flame of an aircraft.

When it appeared, the sky dimmed, the sun and the moon faded, and it took away all the light, as if it was the only light in the world.

Facing the fireball in the sky, John took a tight breath and his eyes widened!

A steward told John that if there was anything he wanted to say to the man, the moment the fireball appeared was the last chance.

No matter where John is or what he says, the other party will hear him.

Even so, John still chose to come to the rooftop, in order to see the other party for the last time, and also to spread his voice faster.

John wants to say, take me away, take me with you, let me participate, witness, and embark on this path of seeking the truth.

This sentence was stuck in his throat countless times, but he couldn't get it out.

He didn't have the courage to do it, he didn't have the courage to face the truth.

John walked through a planet like the underworld, escaped the deception of reincarnation, escaped the pursuit of the Zerg queen, and refused the temptation to become a final product
Even so, he stayed here in the end, stopped his pace, and stopped moving forward.

Here is his paradise, his cradle, the cave from which he cannot leave.
For John, the first few stops were just near misses.

Only here is an extremely comfortable planet, technology is always cycled from the stone age to the atomic age, and history is constantly interpreting itself
This is John's cave, just as the guys in the previous stations stayed in their own cave, the shadow on the cave wall is their whole world.

They are prisoners of the world, and even if they understand this, they cannot resist further.

The world outside the cave, to John, is false and dangerous.

Getting here is already John's limit.

However, it is obviously not the limit of that person.

John thought about what he was going to say.

His eye circles were reddish, he stretched his neck, the blood vessels on his neck were red, and the veins on his forehead burst out!

The emotions that had been suppressed for many years broke out in a moment.

He roared, snarled, tore his heart and lungs, tore up everything brought by his infinite lifespan and then recombined it, chewed it up and spit it out, held it high above his head, held it in the palm of his hand, and then ruthlessly fell to the ground and stomped on the soles of his feet!

"so!"

The word seemed to take all the energy out of him.

The voice that followed was filled with endless sadness, vicissitudes, and silence,
"Don't go gentle into that good night!"

At the last word, John was trembling, choking, and sobbing. He didn't know whether he was scolding or pleading. He longed for someone to end all of this, but was afraid that it would be over.

Once he stopped, he forgot how long he had stopped.

until a soft voice whispered in John's ear awakening him,

"Rage, rage against the silence of light."

Don't go gentle into that good night.
— Dylan Thomas