The blue pages of the book surround Andaoyuan, and the trance of the spring breeze and snow lingered in the trance of the years.

Then, in a blink of an eye, the romance was painted on the light blue paper of Hyacinth.

Drawn on the scroll:

It was a summer night, with shadows intertwined with those familiar, and fleeting but extremely gorgeous fireworks.

This is the future.

It is also a direction of destiny.

"As the observer reads, the quantum world gradually collapses to a certain angle."

Andaoyuan calmly closed the tent of Hyacinth, holding this sentence, thinking about everything he experienced, just as if he had given me three days of light.

(We have all read shocking stories. The protagonists in the story can only live for a very limited time, sometimes as long as a year, sometimes as short as a day. But we always want to know that those who are destined to leave will choose how to spend their last time. Of course, I am talking about free people with the right to choose, rather than those death row prisoners whose scope of activities is strictly limited.

Such stories make us think about what we should do in a similar situation? As dying people, what should we do, what should we experience or what associations we make in the few hours before our death? What makes us happy when we recall the past? What makes us regret it?)

For Andaoyuan, there was no regret.

After all, he never looked back.

In the night sky of Hyacinth House, accompanied by the rustling wind, Andoyuan put on a black cloak and walked alone in the quiet midnight in Tokyo.

This is a game, but for him, there is no concept of losing in a one-time game.

This is life, and I can't read the file.

So, you should find some tips.

With the opening of the hidden trace, he walked into a room in the wealthy district of Tokyo. It was the house he saw earlier through the preview of fate, which coincided with the positioning of Beiluo 23.

"Just just when I walked to the door, I felt a depressing and disgusting atmosphere." That was Oda Hime's heart. As the only "night watcher" in Hyacinth, Andoyuan secretly went out at night and naturally couldn't hide it from her, so he followed her.

It was just discovered without following two steps.

After all, Oda Hime's divine power is not hidden. The natural aura is as obvious as a large torch in the close-range vision of Ando's far-reaching spiritual world, and it is still bursting outwards with sparks.

She wrinkled her nose cutely, then carefully talked to Andoyuan beside her and said, "Do you want to break in?"

"No, that's too inefficient."

Andaoyuan said calmly, and waved his hand to the distance: "We need a scalpel, a sharp and accurate scalpel."

An invisible filter layer seemed to fall from the sky, covering the room. Under the curtain, some pale moonlight was still maintaining its barely beautiful. In an instant, the swords and flints broke the silence of all sounds. The meteors were as gorgeous as sailing lights in the night sky, leaving a moment of beauty...

Later, Oda Kyoka saw the great power of human technology in war.

They were dozens of falling "meteors" dragging their long light blue tails and brilliant golden flames. They were silent in the present world, but in the perspective of the spiritual world, they carried huge energy fluctuations.

The room exploded instantly, with a magnificent and malicious darkness like a tide

But even the tide.

It will also be submerged in the glow of stars.

It was as if Atlantis was submerged in the Great Flood of the Quaternary Age, but the Earth Era was eventually destroyed, and the Golden Age dominated by the Dragon Clan headed to the Black Iron Age of mankind, still needed a world-covered meteor cluster.

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A meteor is short-lived. It releases all its light in a very short time and burns out all its life. It is spectacular and grand, but silent. However, it has no regrets. Compared with the loneliness and obscurity of thousands of years of stars, its fulfilling and meaningful life is more worthy of people to remember and miss. That shining moment is the full embodiment of self-worth and the highest realm of the meaning of life.

At that moment, the night shines with the shooting stars, and for a short time, it is eternal.

Unfortunately, there are not many viewers.

"The 'lesion' is removed." Andaoyuan looked at the shiny ocean in front of him, gradually extinguished in the dark blue night, and helped him and said, "Chunshi, I owe you a favor."

"You don't owe me anything, it's my responsibility to eliminate hidden dangers..."

In front of the bridge of the strategic command, Haruse Yabu was standing in front of him, countless abnormal energy twitching about Tokyo, including Shuitun boy sleeping with a jar of wine, as well as river lantern streets with lights, mountain shrines with night lights, Sensoji Temple with white lights in the lotus pond, and finally, a residential building with extremely dim light spots.

The entire strategic command began data collection:

"The 'Meteor Group' spiritual power tidal mines are used normally. It turns out that spiritual power tidal has the potential to carry psychic life, and Professor Murgen's theory of material wave anti-solving is true."

"It is also necessary to fuzzy calculations in real time to assist with De Broglie' parameter calibration. This time, the "Meteor Cluster" psionic mine cluster was slightly deviated, and there was no accident."

When Anbu Shunshi heard these reports, he thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "The executive authority went to the site for investigation, the research department worked overtime tonight, and conducted results with the Lawrence Ryer Arms Academy. The emergency department is to be determined, and the remaining people are left to sleep."

After saying this, she took off her gloves.

Placed on the podium of the strategic command center:

“Get into action.”

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Oda Kyoka still couldn't come back to her senses due to the shock of this scene just now. After all, this was the first time she had seen the power of purely human technology.

"Andauyuan, aren't you afraid of those bombs hitting you?"

Oda Kyoka sometimes even doubts whether the gentleman who always remains humble and elegant still has a fear of humanity.

Countless light blue pages floated around Andaoyuan to collect the blown-up ashes, and then said lightly:

"Sometimes I think that it is an excellent rule of life to regard every day as the last day of my life. This attitude will make people pay special attention to the value of life.

We should live with grace, full of energy and gratitude every day. But when time passes by endless days, moons and years in front of us, we often lose this feeling. Of course, there are also people who pursue the hedonistic creed of "eating, drinking, and enjoying", but most people will still be punished by the impending death.

Those who live or have lived in the shadow of death will feel happy no matter what they do.”

"A little pessimistic."

"Habit, accept it."

Andaoyuan smiled at her: "Let's go, go home."
Chapter completed!