Weird collapse, chasing husband crematorium

From the beginning when I didn't need to be thoughtful when taking any steps, to now when I have to think carefully about every step I take and consider all possibilities.

All these hasty actions indicate a possibility——

She is going to die.

Maybe the next time he is forced to kill a ghost to protect Li Mo.

Or maybe tomorrow.

Chapter 43: Prologue: The Beginning of Endless Loneliness

Mei lowered her head, her eyes hidden in the dark side of the light, her pupils slightly dim.

Half a month ago, in order to destroy the First Herrscher... humanity paid the price of two famous cities to annihilate the Herrscher.

She doesn't care about the city's reputation, which is meaningless to humans today.

What Mei didn't care about was that there were the most cutting-edge technologies there, and there were too many advanced weapons and theories that accompanied the city in eternal sleep.

It's not impossible to replicate the Fire Moth, but obviously, they no longer have the energy to research and replicate it again.

It takes a lot of time, energy and material resources, but the rewards are far less than the expenditure.

The damage caused by the First Ruler was also dismissed by major mainstream media outlets and UN statements as a massive chemical explosion.

This is normal. Panic can cause social unrest, lead to instability in the social structure and slow economic development.

War requires not only human lives, but also money and technology.

Sooner or later, the Fire Moth will announce the existence of Honkai, but that must be done when the secret can no longer be concealed and everyone is outraged.

By concealing the truth in the early stages, we can maximize economic gains and guarantee war expenses in the next few years.

When the time is right, the evil deeds of Honkai and Herrscher will be made public, and the media will publicize them to arouse people's hatred of Honkai. The Fire Moths will then gain a large number of new combat forces...

In the sorrow of having their families torn apart and their loved ones killed, hatred and resentment will drive the warriors to fight recklessly, exerting 200% of their strength to try their best to contain the destruction brought about by the collapse.

Kill three birds with one stone…

But the world is always fair. Where there are vested interests, there must be those who lose out.

But for most people, the only thing they lose is their precious life...

If we don't do this, the collapse will kill everyone, the ghosts will kill everyone, the era will still not escape the fate of destruction, and people will still be the scythe of the god of death.

"It's such a sin. I haven't killed anyone, but these hands are as filthy... dirty as if they were stretched out from a sea of blood." Mei looked at her own flawless white hands and sneered at herself.

She showed a fragile expression, her face full of loneliness.

Stand up and look around.

The room was empty.

Loneliness and solitude suddenly surged into my heart, as well as a strong feeling of suffocation.

After a few seconds, Mei's eyes became firm again, completely different from the fragile look in the previous second that seemed like it would break at the slightest touch.

"Most people are always afraid to take the first step, especially when that first step involves humanity and morality. They will hesitate or even retreat near that vague line, not daring to face it and choosing to escape."

“He realizes his own weakness, but instead of fighting it, he gives up on himself.”

“Once a person becomes intoxicated with his own weakness, he will remain weak and collapse in the street, on the ground, even lower than the ground, in front of everyone.”

"One can learn from others' experience to polish jade. I will become the sinner who killed everyone."

"Honkai... ghosts... we cannot miss or ignore any of them."

Mei's voice is as gentle as the breeze, yet reveals firm determination. It is a soft but unshakable echo of the times.

"Okay, the first step to becoming a sinner is—sleep!!"

Mei returned to the Fire Moth and immediately jumped onto her bed. She had been sleeping on the sofa in the laboratory for the past few days.

Sometimes I am so tired that I fall asleep on the table.

Today was a rare opportunity to lie down on the bed and sleep comfortably, so she cherished it very much. She took off her heavy lab coat and cleared her mind.

"..."

"..."

"..."

At night, the room was silent.

Mei had a dream, a dream she had had many times before.

In her dream, she seemed to have another identity, living in a different era. The laboratory became an ordinary apartment, and she even cooked her own meals.

Well, this is even more ridiculous than the dream itself.

The strange thing was that there was a boy who ate all the food she cooked, then raised his head and smiled at her foolishly.

Of course, the final result was as expected: he fainted.

After all... Mei herself has tasted the food she cooked.

It's hard to imagine that a dish made with top-quality ingredients and strictly following a recipe would taste exactly like sewage swill, or even worse...

Today's dream was a little different. The scene was no longer a warm and daily one, and I didn't follow the boy in the dream to deal with supernatural events.

In the dream, the boy grabbed her neck and could have easily broken her fragile neck with just a little force, but he didn't.

The seemingly cruel action was actually quite ridiculous. His hands were just placed on her neck and then trembled slightly.

"Why! Why would you do this? I consider you my closest family member!"

The man in the dream yelled at her, his emotions almost out of control.

How strange... She remembered that the other party was not so emotional easily. His emotions were already much duller when he was in a state of permanent death. Why could he still roar so heartbreakingly?

"Family... You treat me as family, but I have never treated you as family, "▇▇"... From the beginning to the end, I have never treated you as family..."

In the dream, facing the boy who was on the verge of collapse, I said these words to him coldly.

He grabbed the other person's wrist and threw it aside mercilessly.

It’s so uncomfortable…it’s so uncomfortable…

Why did I say such words? He would be very sad...

She stood there in a daze, but after thinking about it, she felt that she should still say this. It seemed that only in this way could she have the opportunity to carry out the next plan.

And what he said was actually not a lie, he did not treat the other party as family.

It's a more genuine relationship, far more important than just family.

In a trance, I heard the sound of something breaking.

She personally pushed away the boy whom she cared about so much, and did not try to stop him from leaving.

Blood dripped from between his fingers, and he fled the house without looking back. At the moment of leaving, she saw the boy who would rather die than shed tears, and tears could not stop flowing out of his eyes.

"..."

"..."

"farewell……"

I stood at the door stupidly, like a fool, looking at the boy's back as he left. I was like a rotten dead tree, lifeless, with only a few broken twigs and leaves hanging on the branches, swaying precariously.

She knew very well that she was about to face the end.

"farewell……"

Farewell, never to be repeated again. The last sentence is one that my whole body cannot stop trembling, my bones groaning, my heart trembling, sadness and loneliness filling my head, yet I still endure the grievances and say with a smile as brilliant as a flower—

"I love you."

Death is not the end of love, but not loving is.

And the road she is going to take will never end.

“Haaaa…! Haaaa…!”

Mei sat up suddenly, holding her forehead with her right hand.

"Hmm... I dreamed again, that familiar dream. What happened in the dream?" Mei murmured softly, shaking her head. "I can't remember. I guess the fragmented memories brought by the pollution determined that I was the owner of the memory."

Contact with the supernatural will inevitably lead to contamination, but most people do not live to see the day when the pollution accumulates and they turn into ghosts.

If one continues to be polluted, his thinking and consciousness will continue to be distorted until he becomes a ghost that acts strictly according to the rules.

But this didn't matter to Mei; she had never intended to live to the next civilization.

"My eyes are sore. I've been using them too much recently. I'm going to find some medicine to remedy the situation." Mei rubbed her eyes, but gradually, the more she rubbed, the more she realized something was wrong.

The corners of her eyes were filled with wet tears, flowing out of her eyes, leaving two delicate tear marks on her cheeks.

Itchy……

I recall the scenes in my dream, but I can’t remember anything. The feeling is still there, but everything else has not stayed.

"It seems like a bad dream..."

In one corner of the classroom stood a large blackboard, covered with the teacher's lectures. Sunlight streamed in through the window, spilling onto the floor and onto the homework books covered in red ticks.

Ling sat by the window, one hand on the desk, her eyes fixed on the people moving freely outside the window.

The other hand pressed hard on his stomach, trying his best to prevent it from making any embarrassing noises.

As soon as morning came, she quickly fled the house with her sister.

Ling felt a little scared when she thought about the other person staring at them like a robot in the morning.

For some reason, she always felt as if she was being watched, but the other party didn't pressure her like last night, as if they had given up "hunting" and chosen "observation"...

"Gu..."

As soon as her stomach started growling, Ling immediately held it down and pretended to look out the window casually at the scenery.

But Ying was not so smart. The good girl Ying listened to the teacher carefully without any ulterior motives.

The moment her stomach growled, she was completely stunned. When she came to her senses, she found that the students around her were covering their mouths and laughing. Even the teacher paused and coughed twice before continuing the lecture.

Sakura was stunned, bewildered, lowering her head, feeling her face flush. Unsure where to place her ten fingers, she could only rub them together.

The embarrassing situation did not last long, as someone appeared outside the door and broke the awkwardness.

"Teacher Qin, please come out for a moment. The principal wants to see you. Oh, and please call Ying and Ling from your class to come to the principal's office."

The head teacher shouted from the doorway.

The teacher standing at the podium was stunned for a moment. What could possibly be causing her to be interrupted during class? In her impression, the principal was a very easygoing person, and he wouldn't ask a teacher to leave the classroom to handle anything unless it was extremely important.

After a brief thought, he casually asked quietly, "Did Ying and Ling do something wrong?"

The director shook his head, looked back, and after confirming that there was no one behind him, he leaned over to the other person and whispered, "I'm not sure, but it seems like a very important person has come from above and specifically asked to take them away. Be careful with your words when you get there."

Having said that, he left in a hurry.

"Ying, Ling, come out and go with the teacher."

"..." Ying and Ling looked at each other, left their seats and followed the teacher.

The three of them soon arrived at the principal's office, and what came into view was a woman dressed in an extremely elegant manner.

Among the people in the office who are all dressed in modern clothes, a man wearing a robe in ancient style is particularly eye-catching.

"Sister Beichen?"

Ling immediately recognized the person in front of her and pulled her sister Ying from behind the teacher to Beichen.

In the office, the teacher and the leader looked at each other tacitly. After a perfunctory social exchange, Beichen showed an impatient expression.

"I took them away."

After he finished speaking, Beichen took Ying and Ling out of the principal's office and left the school.

No one raised any objections during the entire process, including Ying and Ling.

Although Ying and Ling were puzzled, they still stayed quietly by Beichen's side and acted like two obedient children.

After all…if Beichen hadn't reminded them last night, they would have died long ago. Besides, they had no room for rebuttal.

"eat first."