Collapse 3: The girl who chased the fire moth

Melutina thinks that Cangxuan's failure in business is probably not due to business failure this time.

Maybe they were all the same, and they still couldn't completely avoid the pain in the end.

Some memories may be taken to the grave all the time.

"I believe that. Meddy, how is your recovery?"

Eden watched the dwindling horns on her head, which now looked like two hair ornaments.

"It is said that after a while, the Houkai energy in my body will completely disappear, where is Miss Eden?"

Melutina asked.

"I have fully recovered last year, and I really feel the growth of my body for a long time."

Eden held out her hand, feeling more refreshed than ever,

"Longevity or something like that is really not suitable for human beings. No matter how long a life is, there will be an end, but at that time, most of the things that were once precious have already been obliterated by time."

"Yes."

Melutina touched her face,

"It is the greatest luck for a person to live to the year of destiny. But only people in the last days will understand this truth. Power always comes with a price, and a long life is always full of pain."

"Born to be a human being, do what a human being can do."

Eden smiled,

"History will teach people a lesson. I don't think the Great Crash is a bad thing for human beings at all... At least when it gives human beings technology, it also tells them how terrible the price is."

"After all, if human beings rely on themselves to get to where they are today, then he will feel that he is omnipotent."

Melutina shrugged.

"At that time, there will be countless Mebius."

Eden sighed.

"There are still countless Dr. Mebius who are not very smart."

Melutina smiled.

"That's true."

Eden leaned lazily on the chair, and said with a voice that sounded like heaven, as if singing,

"What a...golden freshman..."

"Ah."

Melutina pursed her lips, recalling for a moment that her face was no longer there, her eyes were a little crystal clear,

"What a...golden freshman."

You will be very happy, right?

You guys, will you be happy?

on the land you sacrificed.

Still the same people.

Saw newborn flowers.

Even on a devastated land, human beings will still spend thousands of years...

To continue the next era.

If this can't be called a victory...

What could that be called?