I'm not Yingjie

"This is the record in the transport plane during the mutiny."

Spasi sent the image, and Lin stared at the man and the members of the Fifth Team in the picture.

Then, everything that had existed collapsed at that moment.

……

"Ahem... Looks like you won't be able to take revenge..."

The Speaker lay on the ground with a deathly pale face, his colorless eyes staring at the figure standing in front of him.

"This is really unexpected..." He wanted to laugh at this moment, but he couldn't. The breath of death was constantly emanating from this motionless "person" with his head down. It was an almost tangible black mist, making a disgusting sound of corrosive objects, quietly approaching him who was unable to move.

Unexpectedly, the Sixth Herrscher would arrive at this time.

According to the original rules, the outbreak cycle of large-scale collapse would be about one year, and there was still a lot of time from now. He thought that after completing the plan, the Fire Moth would have enough time to digest this cleansing plan and then face the sixth collapse.

But this time, Honkai once again took advantage of the situation and, at a time when the Fire Moths were suffering from serious internal friction, prepared to impose sanctions on the foolish humans.

Did he do something wrong again...

The Speaker's body was wailing, which was the instinctive reaction of a creature facing absolute "death".

but--

“Is there still a chance…” The Speaker bit his tongue fiercely. The intense pain briefly lifted his spirits. He stared at the Sixth Herrscher who had not yet completed the transformation. “Is it because the nearby Honkai energy has not yet risen to a concentration high enough to condense the Herrscher core?”

The transformation of all Honkai creatures has a process, just as the erosion of Honkai energy also has several stages. The process of those who are transformed by Honkai energy into dead soldiers, Honkai beasts, and even Herrschers is not non-existent, but the concentration of Honkai energy is too high, so the process only takes a moment.

However, they are now in a low Honkai energy area with high altitude and few living things. Even if a large-scale Honkai explosion can increase the concentration of Honkai energy in the surrounding area, there will still be a deviation from the initial value.

"We can't let the Herrscher... land in the city... crash... send the coordinates and information..."

The Speaker propped himself up with his hands, letting his soul tear his flesh apart, and climbed up from the ground.

Chapter 67: Laughter

The early spring blew away the haze. At noon when flowers, birds, wind and moon were in full bloom, the rooftop door of Qianyu Academy was kicked open. The white-haired boy yawned as he just woke up from get out of class. He was filled with a mouthful of cold wind and could not help but wrap his clothes tightly.

"Lin, do you have any dreams?"

"…What TV series did you watch yesterday?"

Zero asked expressionlessly as he placed the lunch box in front of Kevin.

Kevin couldn't wait to open the lunch box, his mouth watering at the sight of the sumptuous dishes inside, but he still restrained himself from grabbing the food with his hands: "This is not a TV show..."

"Anime? Comics? Novels?" Zero randomly reported a few words, and there would always be a correct one.

Kevin is not the type to come up with ideas out of thin air. If he makes any seemingly sophisticated moves, it is most likely that he is imitating the behavior of a character in a work he has seen.

To put it simply, it is behavior that is consistent with his age - middle school student.

"No, Mei asked me this..."

"..."

After being silent for a few seconds about Kevin's behavior, Ling asked back, "Didn't she ask you?"

"Yeah, but I said I didn't know, and she told me to think about it."

"so?"

"So what?"

"So why are you asking me?"

Kevin took out his chopsticks, picked up a piece of lean meat and stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "I think this question is very interesting, so I want to ask you and see how you answer it."

Actually, I want a reference answer.

Zero and Mei would occasionally discuss something together, but Kevin couldn't join in on the content of the discussion. It sounded very profound, but the words used were not completely incomprehensible. After trying to join in... he couldn't understand it at all.

However, this also made Kevin feel that Ling was one of the few people who could communicate with Mei in the professional field, and his answers could at least be used as a reference.

In fact, what Ling and Mei talked about were not professional projects in the academic field, but things that were closer to science fiction works. If Kevin wanted, Mei could also communicate with him about some fantasy works, but her attitude would be extremely serious.

Ling saw through Kevin's thoughts, but he didn't point it out. He opened his lunch box without saying a word and started his lunch today.

The meal was unusually depressing. Kevin noticed that something was wrong with Zero after he took the first bite of the food. Zero then chewed and swallowed in silence the whole time, which made Kevin feel like he had done something wrong.

So after finishing the meal, Kevin wanted to apologize to Ling: "That... Lin..."

"Wait a moment, let me think about it for a while." Ling interrupted him and swept his cold eyes over Kevin.

The word "dream" is too far away from Zero, no... Before Kevin asked this question, everything else was separated from Zero by a hazy glass wall, so that he didn't think about anything except finding the answer.

Now, what lies before me is a meaningless question that was raised by accident.

But for some reason, this question seemed like someone had asked him before.

How did you answer at that time?

No, that person who asked him the question, how did he answer...

"Kevin, what is your dream?"

"Ah? Why did you throw it back to me again..." Kevin looked bitter. He didn't expect that Ling would finally return the question to him. Should he say that he is worthy of being someone who can communicate with Mei without any obstacles? There are indeed some similarities in thinking.

"Go ahead."

"..."

Seeing that Ling's tone was becoming more sincere, Kevin, after his initial surprise, began to think about the questions that the girl he liked and his friends were asking.

Dream, this word is close to ideal, but its core is completely different.

Ideals represent established goals and a future that can be achieved through hard work, while dreams are more of a "dream" that originates from reality but transcends reality.

"Let's go to the amusement park with friends and loved ones."

"……what?"

"Ahhh! Even if you let me tell you, I still don't know what my dream is!" Kevin messed up his flowing hair and smeared the grease stains from his meal on it. He lowered his head with his greasy mess, "Those things are too far away from me. There's no point in thinking about them. I just want to go to the amusement park. Let's call Mei to go with us next time."

He winked at the stunned Zero and muttered, "How about it? How about it? Is it decided like this?"

"I think……"

Kevin heard a barely audible word coming out of Zero's mouth and asked in confusion, "What?"

"No...nothing...just go and invite her."

Ling put away his lunch box and left quickly.

Dreams are the purest wishes in that illusory dream world.

So... where is the end of his... dream?

Something was about to break through the shackles of his brain and revive in his consciousness.

He discovered his own ugliness.

In front of Kevin's purest "dream", he discovered the true face of the voice in his heart that had been noisy from beginning to end.

……

"Concert?"

Ling held the ticket tightly between his fingertips. Past memories flashed through his mind, causing him to clench his fists involuntarily. Before he even realized it, cold sweat broke out on his palms.

It doesn’t matter, this time it’s with Kevin…

"Boom."

Something fell from above his head and landed in front of him, breaking the smooth tiles with a heavy metallic sound.

He was not panicked and was very calm.

As if it had been rehearsed countless times, calm.

He was not surprised by the appearance of such a thing. Perhaps he had already prepared himself for this day in his heart.

The word human is so heavy and complex.

They hurt their own kind, are profit-driven, greedy and cruel, and as long as there is a little breathing room, they will let the darkness in their hearts come out to breathe.

But Zero cannot use this sentence to summarize human beings.

Because Zero realized that the two voices that had whispered in his ears countless times had disappeared.

When he saw the pistol that fell in front of him as if by fate, the two voices disappeared at the same time, and strange yet familiar memories revived chaotically in his mind.

Zero instinctively reached out for the pistol engraved with the Fire Moth logo.

"Do you really want to do that?"

A man stood outside the window and sighed.

"Pick up that gun, and you will say goodbye to who you are now. You will change from a human being to a pure monster again."

"If you lose your friends, you will only be hurt."

“Is humanity really worth your efforts?”

"Haven't you seen their ugliness?"

Zero's trembling stopped.

"Do not……"

"I do see humans, their greed and ugliness... but I am with them... too."

"I am also a human being, no different from them."

Kevin's little wish is the common wish of countless people.

His desire to protect those people is the desire of a "shell" of him as a human being.

It wasn't the nagging voice, it was just his own wish.

Whether ugly or beautiful, we are all human beings. If we deny one of them, we will not be complete.

So accepting the ugliness and believing in the goodness of human beings, this is Zero... no, Lin's most genuine wish when he became a human being.

"Even if it's wrong?"

"It can't be wrong." Lin turned his head gently and smiled, "I saw you smiling, so it can't be wrong."

Chapter 68: Selfish Desire

“What is the power of the Sixth Herrscher…” All the Speaker could see was the blood in his own eyes. He could hardly suppress the weakness deep in his body. He had not been able to stop bleeding since his left leg was cut off. The massive blood loss made it difficult for him to even stand.

Each Herrscher has unique powers, which are no different from the powers of God to humans, and are also the most important information for each crusade against the Herrscher. As long as you know the powers of the Herrscher, you can come up with a response strategy, which greatly increases the success rate of the crusade. This is why the Fire Moth will name the Herrscher first every time.

He absolutely could not survive. The close contact with high Honkai energy creatures accelerated the rate at which his Honkai energy eroded him. In addition, he was currently weak, and it would not take long for him to be corroded to death by the Honkai energy.

But the Speaker doesn't care about death. He has never taken his own life to heart. The survival of individual human beings is not within his consideration. What he considers is how to create the greatest value with this life.

Just as they used the lives of those soldiers to create value.

Although his communicator was broken, there was a communication system on the transport plane. As long as he could find a way to bypass the motionless soul, he could send information to the nearest Fifth Branch.

The problem is... that black fog.

The Speaker squinted his eyes, and could only see clearly through the gaps between his eyelids. He carefully observed the black mist that was gradually filling the entire cabin and moving towards him. Even just watching from a distance made him feel uncomfortable, and his instinct reminded him not to get contaminated by any of the black mist.

The ability of the Sixth Lawgiver is to spread plague?

No, if the plague virus is produced by the power of the Ruler, it cannot be visible. Its lethality, transmissibility and invisibility are definitely the highest among all viruses in history, and it is not such an image of a mist.

"Cough cough..." He spat out the blood in his mouth into the black fog. The next second, something happened that made his pupils shrink into a dot.

The moment the blood came into contact with the black mist, the red and purple blood turned into pure dark black and disappeared before it hit the ground.

It was not high-temperature evaporation or sublimation, but it was "decomposed" without making any sound, just like a painting on paper being erased by an eraser.

The Speaker stepped back with difficulty to give himself some space to think.

He keenly noticed that the black mist did not diffuse molecularly like ordinary gas. It diffused in a regular and even circular shape with the soul as the center and passed directly through the seat.

That's not fog.

In conventional knowledge, even the power of the Herrscher can be studied and explained scientifically, but the black mist emitted by the soul at the moment obviously does not conform to the conventional laws of molecular diffusion, which means that the black mist is only a form of expression, and its true form is the power of the Sixth Herrscher.