Abnormal Doomsday Records

Chapter 234 24. On the eve of the grand party, come and say goodbye
Zhou Ke "borrowed" Franny's office and said he wanted to take a rest, but miraculously he did not mess around in the office. He just lay on the couch that looked very comfortable on Little Tiger and had a good sleep.

I slept until midnight and woke up slowly. I turned my head and saw D-4 sitting next to me, flipping through a book that came from somewhere.

"cough cough"

He coughed twice, sat up as if he had caught a cold, reached out and grabbed a handkerchief from the space next to him that looked like a broken spider web, and wiped his mouth.

The moment the handkerchief was loosened, a dazzling red color made Zhou Ke grin.

“Your body is breaking down.”

D-4 said without even looking up:

"After you fell asleep, Lord Wu Neng and I helped you to check your body in depth. The good news is that the nano-treatment group Han Bin gave you performed their duties perfectly. Your body container has indeed been strengthened to the high level of the sublimator stage. Coupled with the body strengthening brought by the Tiger King's God of War Mask, your container has become quite strong.

But the bad news is that it is possible that the two symbols in your spirit are conflicting too intensely, causing the energy overflow to hit it from the inside.

It's like a dam is under water pressure that is higher than its capacity and the rain keeps coming down.
Collapse is only a matter of time.”

"Your metaphor is terrible. A better metaphor would be an egg, my dear D-4."

Zhou Ke snorted and leaned back on the sofa like a boss. He took out a cigar and put it between his lips like a magic trick. He didn't need to look for a fire source. D-4 stretched out his finger and flashed a flame to light the cigar for him.

As the smoke rose, Zhou Ke said:

“To paraphrase an old saying, if I am a rotten egg, if I were to break it from the outside, it would mean death, but if I could break it from the inside, it would mean rebirth.

I feel like I'm taking the second path.

Yes.

I am really looking forward to what a brand new and brilliant me the final product of "Eternal Singularity" will be after it is crushed by the internal pressure.

do you know?

As this body, shaped with the dual symbols of mixed end and chaos, began to break apart, I gradually understood the intentions of Dr. Fu Lan when she designed this project and Ms. Qin Ge when she improved it.

The final product of the Eternal Singularity Project is not an individual that can manipulate both the end and chaos.

Do not!
That was just one of the phases.

What they really want is the third party that may be born from the collision and annihilation of these two opposing symbols and forces, just like physicists use tools to make different particles collide with each other, trying to create new substances in the destruction of each other. "

In the rising smoke, Zhou Ke said to D-4 who was listening attentively:
"The third party that may appear is the final product of the Eternal Singularity Project, and that is also my 'final form'! However, the birth of new matter is based on the annihilation of two old substances.

In other words, I had to experience a collapse and a 'death' like all the myths I remembered about the birth of heroes.
Those who are chosen must experience a 'death' and 'resurrection'.

That is a kind of surreal classical thinking, they always believe that only extraordinary people can accomplish extraordinary feats. "

At this point, Zhou Ke grinned and sneered:

"Therefore, I can predict that the person who wrote my destiny is also such an unbearable bastard. He will be happy to see my destiny develop in this way and regard it as a subtle sublimation. This may be a test for him, but for me, who has experienced it firsthand,
Well, it’s not really torture. After all, I have learned to coexist with those bad things and find a glimmer of possible joy in them.

By the way, what are you looking at?"

He looked at D-4 and said in surprise:
"You can actually find books to read in a place like Tiger Country? Wow, it's amazing."

"It's just a book with incoherent content, but what surprised me is that this book was written by your 'old friend'."

D-4 closed the book and handed it to Zhou Ke, who took it in his hand and flipped to the last page to take a quick look. He was shocked to find that the name "Merck Tiger" was clearly written in the author's column.

Well, now Zhou Ke knew what the content of this book was about without D-4 saying anything more.

"Tsk, a collection of abstract things about the power of 'the end' in the eyes of mortals, huh?
I didn't even have the mood to read the various abstract statements written by old Merck after he flew too much soul-loving grass and used his amazing brain as a psychic. As early as when I first met him, I knew
That guy is just a poor bastard driven crazy by reality.

He got some information about the "end" from nowhere and built a doomsday cult. However, he never expected that by some strange coincidence, the power he built would grow to such an exaggerated scale as the Tiger State in the Badlands Era.

However, you and I both know that the image of the End is not just pure destruction, so the 'God of Destruction' described in this book is just the product of mortals' glimpse of the whole thing. "

Zhou Ke gave a scathing comment on the beliefs of the people of End Castle. As probably the only person in the world who was truly connected to "the end", he did not intend to say too much about these irrelevant things.

D-4 didn't plan to talk too much with Zhou Ke about this issue.

She cherished the time she spent with Mr. Zhou Ke. Even just being together quietly was enough to make her mental spark, which had long since transformed into strange shapes, feel happy and satisfied.

she says:

"It's time for us to set off. According to your plan, we will first return to the City State District and complete the "farewell" in a ceremonial manner, and then head to the Beta Base in the Eagle State to wait for the moment when the aircraft is ready to take off.

According to the time calculation, the spacecraft will enter the launch procedure in ten days at most.

The founding anniversary of the Garden of Eden will be held in fifteen days, and according to Lord Wuneng's prediction, those days are also the time when the Month of Reproduction will officially begin, and also the time when this timeline will usher in the final moment.

It's amazing that when I learned that the world only had half a month left to live, I was much calmer than I expected."

"Maybe my optimism infected you?"

Zhou Ke laughed, reached out and held D-4's hand, and said:
"There's no rush to go to the City-State District. Come with me to another place first. Since we're going to 'say goodbye', we have to start from the beginning. It's already this late, so there's nothing wrong with wasting a little more time on this matter."

"It's all up to you."

D-4 replied gently. She held Zhou Ke's hand and let the shadow of the unlit office cover the two of them like a cloak. At the moment Zhou Ke's consciousness withdrew, she sent the two of them out of Little Tiger's office as if transferring through space.

The first landing point was at the end of Zhou Ke's vision at night, on the desolate Gobi desert outside the End Castle.

His ability is not the high-end "space distortion" teleportation of the Evil Eagle, but just a new ability brought by the blessing of the nineteen masks.

It can be preliminarily understood as the use of darkness and shadows. He can move at will to any place where there are shadows but Zhou Ke can see them.

Of course, this is just one of the various complex abilities he has currently acquired. As Wuneng complained, Zhou Ke has spent the past twenty days madly absorbing the masks gathered after the death of the Monster Lords just to enhance the chaos symbol on his spiritual level, but he simply does not have enough time to practice and master the abilities he has acquired.

For a warrior, this is a terrible oversight and disrespect for strength.

However, the good news is that Zhou Ke is not a warrior and never uses the warrior's standards to demand himself. He knows what his greatest weapon is, so he will never use other people's attitude towards power to demand himself.

Besides, he had just made his current condition clear to D-4.

Just like an egg that is breaking, all the power drawn from the outside in this process is just the nourishment for the egg to break out of the shell.

As long as it is nutritious enough, it doesn’t matter where those nutrients come from or how magical they are.

However, although it is not as buggy as the space transfer that the evil eagle has just learned, but when used by a clever boy like Zhou Ke, this shadow jumping ability is perfect for speeding up travel. After just a few minutes, he and D-4 arrived at their destination "jumping" by leaps and bounds under the wrapping of shadow gauze.

A desolate ruin covered by Gobi quicksand.

There are so many places like this in the Badlands, and now that all the towns in the Badlands have received signals from the Snake State Motorcycle Riders, asking them to move to the End Castle with their families as quickly as possible, abandoned towns like this will become the norm in the Badlands overnight.

"Slag Town."

Zhou Ke looked at the ruins in front of him. He bent down and stroked the rough earth.

In just the past year, everything that happened here seems to have been completely forgotten by this indifferent land.

He placed his fingers on the ground, and as he closed his eyes, the ruins buried by the wind and sand in front of him were shaken violently as if they were turned over and scattered by invisible hands. The covered objects soon emerged in the night as the wind and sand blew them away. The corpses scattered in the collapsed houses were reduced to weathered remains, and the area in the town covered by the molten iron from the exploded slag furnace looked more like a rough iron coffin.

Zhou Ke had the ability to restore all the compassion in front of him to the scene when he first arrived here.

But he didn't do that, and there was no need to do that.

The people of Slag Town are the ones who make it exist. Without Old Joe and his people, Zhou Ke's restoration of this place is just a ghost town in the bad land. As the old saying goes, civilization is meaningful only when there are people.

Therefore, he only tried it briefly, and after allowing this forgotten ruin to see the light of day again, he stopped his magical powers. Then he stood up and raised his head in the dead silence, staring at the moving moon above his head, with a large pink light spot spreading in the center.

Perhaps because it is in the process of transitioning to the reproductive phase of the moon, this damn thing has stopped emitting enchanting purple moonlight recently.

It was as if this "living father" who had been hanging over the heads of all the people in the Badlands for thirty-eight years had finally calmed down, but this was just it accumulating strength.

This evil thing has grown tired of playing the evil game that has lasted for thirty-eight years.

It intends to use an ultimate destruction to put the final nail in the coffin of this overwhelmed chessboard. It doesn't want to play anymore, so the chessboard of Badlands has lost the only meaning of its existence.

"Do you know why I'm here? D-4?"

Zhou Ke asked.

The robot girl, wearing her signature red long skirt work clothes, reached out and brushed her long white hair, and said gently:

"You have to say goodbye. A true farewell. You know, once you board the ship of the Evil Vulture, once you leave the surface and step into the Garden of Eden, no matter what the result of this journey is, no matter where our bodies will end up, we will never return to this evil land.

These are your last moments with the Badlands.

Even though you have never expressed the slightest love for this land, you have always called it a "cesspool" very bluntly. Yes, I have no doubt that this is the impression you have of it in your mind.

But even saying goodbye to something you hate should be full of ritual.

Whether you are willing to accept this evil land or not, it welcomes you without regrets and allows you to have enough spotlight on the messy stage it has built with all its efforts to record your whereabouts and stories in less than a year. "

D-4 paused, and then concluded:

“No matter where you go in the future, no matter where you will eventually settle down, no matter how powerful you will climb in the future, you cannot deny that this bad land is where you come from!
This is also the starting point of your story, and it is the most vivid part of your memory, a memory that you can never forget. Whether you like it or not, the mark representing the evil land has been stamped on your body and soul. "

"Yeah, I feel like I've been raped by this damn land. No matter how awesome I become in the future, I'll always have the mark it's given me. It makes me feel like an innocent telephone pole, and the Badlands is the rude wild dog that passed by me."

Zhou Ke complained viciously.

This wonderful metaphor made D-4's bionic face reveal visible confusion and dullness.

Obviously, even though she had tried her best to adapt her mechanical mind to Mr. Zhou Ke's rhythm, this occasional strange metaphor still forced her thinking like a sudden "mental molestation".

But you have to admit that this bastard's metaphor is really vivid and perfectly expresses his disgust and resistance to this land.

He really didn't like it here at all, and he didn't hide his feelings hypocritically. Even though he did gain a lot here, if he were to repeat the experience of the evil land again, Zhou Ke would probably be so angry that he would jump up and hit people and swear wildly.

"I have so many reasons to be thankful for the Badlands, but I don't want any of them."

Zhou Ke lit a cigarette for himself and looked at the desolate ruins before him. He said to D-4:
“Until now, I still dream sometimes, dreaming that I have returned to my hometown, where I live a very boring but emotionally valuable life. But every time I open my eyes, I know where I will wake up, and I even refuse to open my eyes because of this.

However, I still woke up on time and returned to the cold and damned world.

I never understood why I was so resistant to the Badlands until I gradually figured out the truth about the Sacred Baseline Project and the Eternal Singularity Project. "

He blew out a smoke ring and said to D-4:
"I am a tool designed to solve the problems in front of me, my dear robot girl, just like a machine that has to fulfill a certain preset responsibility as soon as it leaves the factory, just like you were designed to serve someone.

But given how bad the Badlands is, I even feel like I'm a wonderful tool designed to shovel shit.

Oh, what bad luck. If I had known it would have rotted on the production line.

This is a job!
And I am the worker who was chosen to complete this job. Can you expect any office worker to have endless enthusiasm and expectations for his or her work?

This is the fundamental contradiction that causes me to resist this evil land.

After understanding this, I know that my disgust for this world is not because it is bad or terrible.
It's not its fault, it's my fault.

Even though it really sucks.”

At this point, Zhou Ke threw away his cigarette butt irritably and stomped it out on the ground. He put his hands in his trouser pockets, looking at the desolate ruins in front of him, looking at the first place that welcomed him with open arms when he first arrived.

After nearly ten seconds of silence, he said:

"I'm sorry for speaking ill of you in the past, and for making you endure the endless complaints of a stupid outsider when you were already in such a bad situation, but I know you've been having a hard time.

It's my job to help you take some of the pressure off.

I hate it, but I will seriously finish it!
Because that's my job.

If by the time I finish it, it will benefit you and help you escape the most horrible and outrageous ending that a world can get, crawl out of this muddy pit, and gradually recover to be able to walk on your own legs and find the future you want, then it will be my apology for my previous bad attitude.

I am about to say goodbye to you forever, evil land.

I am not grateful for what you have presented to me over the past period of time, nor am I grateful for the things you have given me, so you don’t need to bear unnecessary psychological pressure because of what I am going to do next.

I didn't do it for you.

It's just my choice.

It can't even be called a 'sacrifice' because neither you nor I are that noble.

So be it.

Since this is work, we should not add too much personal emotion to it. Let us say our final blessings to each other in a rational manner.

I wish you can climb out of the mud pit and get back on the right track. "

After saying that, Zhou Ke waved his hand and said goodbye to this desolate place.

The moment he turned around, D-4 put her arm around his shoulders, stood on tiptoe and kissed Zhou Ke on the chin. She said:
"I don't know if I'm crazy, but that farewell speech you just gave was really great."

"Hmph, calm down your restless mechanical heart, my dear D-4, because our next farewell target is your best friend."

Zhou Ke curled his lips and said:
"That little bitch Weng Meiyu made a terrible request when she saw me last time. Although I know very well that the relationship between her and I is just the purest sexual one, since it is just a casual affair, there should always be a formal farewell ceremony.

And with the character of that little brat
I guess I have to spend more time listening to her whispering those hypocritical words of love and affection in my ear so that she can think that she can leave the most perfect image in my heart. "

"You are too harsh on Meiyu, Master."

D-4 obviously disagrees with this statement.

As she and Zhou Ke were enveloped by the gathering shadows and left the ruins of Slag Town, she whispered:

"She is not without feelings for you. If she was born in a normal world and received a normal education, she would be a more suitable partner than me. She really knows how to make you happy."

"Yes, from the perspective of a plaything that provides emotional value, Meiyu is indeed very qualified. She was born to do this. Unfortunately, I am not the meal ticket that she can hold on to for a long time.

how to say?

Don’t be fooled by my dissolute appearance. In fact, I am also a pure love warrior.

Tsk tsk, or maybe it could be said that every Tauren has a pure love warrior in his heart who was strangled to death by himself. "

Amidst these incoherent words, Zhou Ke and D-4 merged into the darkness and disappeared in the wind in the blink of an eye. Only a piece of ruins dug out from the cemetery remained there, like a coffin that had been opened roughly. After experiencing an outrageous night, no one would be kind enough to close the coffin lid.

No need.

Regardless of whether the Badlands Reservation can survive this final disaster, all the Badlands ruins, including Slagtown, will become the end or the memory of the next era.

(End of this chapter)