Lin Sanjiu hoped that time would stop forever and never go forward again.

At this moment, her friends were still alive, the underground farm was still paralyzed, and she didn't have to expose her hypocrisy yet.

If there is a long time gap between Nu Wa's question and her answer, which covers her life, she will have a hiding place, and she can hide and close her eyes until the multiple choice questions disappear.

Yet she knew that there was no room for fantasy here.

A short distance away, Nuwa's face was hanging in a desolate and dead silence, still waiting for an answer, like the last round of indifferent white moon seen at the end of life.

Lin Sanjiu almost wanted to laugh.

...How could anyone in the world answer "ordinary people" in front of this multiple-choice question?

Nuwa really understands what she wants Lin Sanjiu to discard? If she suddenly changed her mind and wanted her own life, Lin Sanjiu would probably heave a long sigh of relief; but the one who might become the price now is her friend.

No, not friends, the word "friend" is too flimsy.

Ji Shanqing is not a friend; the moment she wakes up from a stupor, in the fear of not knowing where she is and who she is, Ji Shanqing is the rope that reconnects her with "Lin Sanjiu" .

Neither is Bohemia; Lin Sanjiu wants to give her the sun in the afternoon, the starlight in the middle of the night, and the cicadas singing by the lake in summer, so that her eyes will always shine even after she disappears.

The road she walked together with Yu Yuan and Qing Jiuliu has long been a part of her life. Her memory and her life are like entwined vines. Only with their existence can they continue to be green and vibrant.

Their meaning is indescribable in words.

Of course, there are also people who can be described by the word "friend", and there are people who have been together for a short time and have not yet grown into her flesh and blood-but everyone has worked hard together, experienced dangers, and finally came to the ship Yes, how could Lin Sanjiu open his mouth to bargain with them?

"Is there anything to hesitate about?"

Nuwa's voice was almost gentle and comforting, and every word made people tremble. "The people on one side are more important than your life... On the other side, it's just a concept, a group with vague faces, a group of numbers that you can't deal with much before and after."

Nuwa's description is absolutely correct.

Since entering the doomsday world, how many ordinary people has she known? Unlike Batou De, her relatives are ordinary people in Fanjia City. For her, "ordinary people" are just numbers, just groups, without faces.

If, ten years from today, a group of people died in a strange world she had never been to—this is not much different from ordinary people today, right? They were all people who had nothing to do with her.

Good choice, isn't it?

Lin Sanjiu opened his mouth, the words "I choose a friend" repeatedly wandered in his mouth, took shape with difficulty, but stuck to his tongue, unable to utter.

It seems easy to give up "ordinary people", but it is very difficult to give up Feng Huanyan.

Feng Huanyan is no longer in the underground farm, Lin Sanjiu knows, but Feng Huanyan's wish was so simple back then, she just wanted to go home.

People who want to go home, regardless of whether they are evolutionaries or ordinary people, there are still many in the world.

Their faces may be blurred, but their wishes are so clear and powerful that Lin Sanjiu resonates with it every moment when he leaves relatives, friends and home.

She thought of Bingwusanba in the underground farm. That puffy, pompous young woman, no matter how circumstances forced and tempted her, clings to the relic of friendship—a quilt given to her by Meteor—and refuses to give a nod to any man seeking a match.

"you're right,"

Lin Sanjiu said abruptly, the voice surprised even himself.

"To me, ordinary people are just a group of people with vague faces...Although I have also met a few ordinary people, I am willing to help them, I want them to be good, but emotionally, it is far from being able to get along with my relatives and friends. Than, not to mention important or deep."

Nuwa still looked at her motionless, like a sculpture, like a planet, except that she didn't look like a person.

"But you're not asking me to choose between the important and the unimportant, are you?"

Nu Wa said nothing.

"You're going to put me in 'significant relationship,' and…" She paused, looking for words for a while. "Choose between 'justice', 'right or wrong', 'principle'."

The corners of Nuwa's mouth slowly deepened, lifted by her cheeks little by little, and stopped on a smile that seemed human but not human.

"How do I know what you're telling the truth?" Lin Sanjiu resisted the chills that came from deep inside his body, and asked, "This desperate situation that forces me to make a choice is because of you. Can't change Fu Xiluo's cognition, or did you deliberately create it?"

She couldn't tell how long it took before Nuwa finally spoke.

"What's the difference?" The face that seemed to be floating in the darkness whispered, "What I offer you is such a way of life. All you need to consider is whether to go or not."

Lin Sanjiu stared blankly at her, and could hardly find words to describe her unwillingness, fear and anger at the moment—she couldn't make a choice, she had no answer at all, so she had only one way left, which was to attack the choice authenticity of the question itself.

"If I choose relatives and friends, will you be able to save them?" She raised her hand, pointed at the big witch, and said, "Didn't you say that you will not recover the alienated consciousness? Also, Others are in dangerous condition too, Bohemia—"

Nuwa sighed lowly.

Her breath also has no temperature at all, as if a gust of wind has rolled up the sand and rocks on the barren planet, and the gray mist is rising, and finally disappears into the endless dark universe.

"Are you stalling for time?" she asked.

"Since I made the choice, it is naturally because I can guarantee the consequences. After replacing Fu Xiluo's cognition, he has no reason to continue killing you. After all, he is not Occidentus. Delaying time is not your way out. When I think that when you have thought about it enough, if you haven't given me a choice, I will withdraw the frozen time and let Fushiro finish what he was halfway through."

Lin Sanjiu has never hoped so strongly like at this moment, that she has not evolved, has not walked the path she has always walked, and has not met any important person. By the time she realized it, she had already buried her face in her hands, her voice was trembling and vague: "...Why?"

She didn't know whether she was begging or accusing.

"Didn't you want me to find ten righteous people? Why has it become such a multiple-choice question now? Did I make you doubt that I am not a good person? That's why you want to test me like this?"

A cold and smooth fingertip gently touched Lin Sanjiu's forehead, and she was pushed up involuntarily.

Nuwa's expression was dull.

"Oh? Do you think you're a good person?" She sounded almost sincerely curious. "Why? Because you didn't hesitate to fight against Occidentus, who is far more powerful than you, sacrificed Bliss, and saved ordinary people who have never met before, so you are a good person?"

Nuwa obviously knew the whole story, but what she said was simply absurd; if this is not a good person, what is?

Lin Sanjiu trembled, but didn't ask the rhetorical question out of his mouth.

"Before you interfered with the underground farm, you didn't really know how terrible Occidental was. After you got involved in the underground farm, Occidental decided to kill you and your friends. It is logical , you are standing on the same side of interests as ordinary people... If you save yourself, you will also save ordinary people."

Nuwa shook her head, as if she was looking at an ignorant child, and said with a slight smile, "In the world, is there such a cheap and convenient act of charity? Is there such a good person who can save others by saving oneself? "

When Lin Sanjiu was speechless, Nuwa continued talking.

"Let me tell you another piece of news, which may help you make a better decision."

She doesn't seem to have much time left... Nuwa's tone faintly made Lin Sanjiu feel that the moment to make a final choice was coming soon.

"What news?"

"Soon... Soon, the teleportation in the doomsday world will be completely plunged into chaos and disorder."

Nuwa said slowly: "After tonight, it won't be long before the great flood will be like a galloping beast, rampaging in the universe and the world, throwing people into the depths of the void where there is no trace. Visas, transmission laws, all will Totally ineffective. The reunion would become a distant fantasy.

"The doomsday world is about to usher in its doomsday."

Nuwa smiled slightly.

"To resist the end of the doomsday world and keep important people, you can only use vaccines. Needless to say, if you want vaccines, you need underground farms."

Her voice dropped like the last wet cloth over her face.

"Now, it's time for you to choose."

The finale is the end of the world and the end of the world! In ruins, everyone sees God! This is the doomsday version of a meteorite, why not reunion if we die together (bushi

PS: This chapter was so hard for me, I stood up suddenly in the middle of writing, and went to clean the cat toilet in the middle of the night... It’s okay, sister, I’m quite satisfied with the final appearance of this chapter

Another PS: I really like to chat with people who you don’t want to keep healthy, and use the way of burning after reading in the anti-theft