Lin Sanjiu felt as if she was sinking.

Nuwa once said that she does not belong to the majority of the unexamined; now she hopes that she can sink forever, sink into the chaos of unexamined, and live a numb, narrow, but not very painful life.

She has no answers at all, much less willing to make a choice.

Although it was a multiple-choice question, none of the options felt "right".

The multiple-choice questions in the school exams are to ask people to find the correct answer from the wrong options; but when there is no correct answer, and she chooses the wrong one, how can she easily risk her life?

"It's not fair," Lin Sanjiu murmured unknowingly, "It's not fair..."

Nuwa didn't say anything; this kind of childlike protest and complaint was obviously not worth responding to in her eyes.

I spoke, but it was not a choice——

"Vaccine technology has already appeared," Lin Sanjiu suddenly had an idea, and said hastily: "Even if I give up my relatives and friends, how can I guarantee that no one will catch ordinary people to make vaccines in the future? If I sacrifice relatives and friends, I can only What's the point of exchanging them for a moment of peace?"

Nuwa looked at her calmly.

Her face, no, her existence, seems to be empty and desolate, the heat of human beings arguing and making love gradually cools down in front of her, like the dust that has melted away in the universe.

"Are you really worried about ordinary people?" Nuwa asked without a trace of a smile. "Or do you want to use this reason to deny the multiple-choice question itself?"

Of course Lin Sanjiu knew that her motives could not be hidden from her; however, she still refused to give up and murmured, "Even if I use it, I can't say that my worry is unreasonable, right?"

"It's actually very simple for them to get the answer to long-term safety." Nuwa said flatly: "You want to get it yourself, because the answer is on the grass outside the spaceship. If I want to answer you, it is not impossible, but I can think that you Is this a choice already made?"

Lin Sanjiu was shocked: "No, no, wait!"

The answer to the long-term safety of ordinary people is Fuxiluo on the grass?

She stood up from the ground in a trance with weak hands and feet, and subconsciously wanted to use a little physical movement to fill the dead silence in the room; it seemed that if there was any movement, Nuwa would mistake it for part of the answer, and she could Temporarily replacing and delaying the final choice.

Fushiro, almost self-convincingly, wholeheartedly considers them friends—he does need his friend's death, but that's all.

As long as the opening of the "world above the world" is not affected, all the promises he made to Lin Sanjiu will be faithfully fulfilled, just like the oath of truth. In other words, if Lin Sanjiu chooses ordinary people, as long as he is told to erase the underground farm and the vaccine technology before he dies, he will do so without any compromise, and everything will return to the way it was in the past.

After that, it would be too far away; it was as if even if she chose relatives and friends, she couldn't guarantee that they would not be in danger of their lives from now on.

Wait... from another angle...

When Fushiro needs a friend to die, it is unfortunate to be regarded as a friend by him; but once he is replaced, being his friend is a great advantage.

Even if the following doomsday world is about to usher in floods, but with Fuxiluo's "friendship" and the vaccine produced by the underground farm, she and her relatives and friends will no longer have to suffer from parting, wandering, hardships and dangers... …

"I've tolerated it long enough," Nuwa said, and Lin Sanjiu jumped; for a moment, she almost thought that Nuwa had read her mind.

"What's your choice?"

Lin Sanjiu bent down and deliberately took a deep breath, but still couldn't control the dizziness in his mind. No matter how many small actions she made and how she tried to delay it, she couldn't resist the arrival of this moment... She would rather bring a big flood right now, so that she would have the chance to escape.

……big flood.

Lin Sanjiu suddenly stopped, not knowing why these three words echoed repeatedly in his mind.

Something, between the three words "big flood" repeatedly hitting the mind, is like a white fish caught in a huge wave, flashing away unexpectedly, and then floating and flickering in the remote depths.

"You can't delay any longer," Nuwa said almost gently.

Great Flood, Great Flood...

That's right, the Great Flood is the only thing she can control now.

Lin Sanjiu pondered these words over and over in his mind, and slowly opened his mouth.

"None of the multiple-choice questions you gave me is correct."

She didn't say much, but her voice was hoarse and haggard, almost not her own.

As the things in his mind become clearer and more obvious, another kind of despair is gradually eroding the skin, freezing the blood vessels, nerves, and muscles to the point of pain, but still unable to numb them.

"You wanted to see if I would do the 'right' thing, that's why you came here and asked me a question." The more Lin Sanjiu said, the more he felt that his body was losing strength, and he was so precarious that he couldn't stand up. After stopping, he sat down on the ground with a "gudong" again. "But... since whichever one I choose is wrong, why do you still come to see me do something wrong?"

Nuwa stopped urging, but just waited quietly; as if she also knew that Lin Sanjiu's answer would soon emerge from this barren mass.

"You told me that the law of teleportation is about to expire, and there will be floods in the future. You want to see if I will lose to my fear and obsession, and if I will use the last chance to hold on to something more than my life. Important people, making bad choices. Is that right?"

Ever since leaving the memory of Fuxiluo Album, Lin Sanjiu felt as if he had finally revealed PS: I made an appointment for a haircut today, and the shop was very full, and the queue was until October 22. I saw that October 22 is Sunday, it’s okay, what time is it, and I have to leave time to go home and code... At this moment, I suddenly remembered that on October 22, I no longer need to code. After talking about the finale for so long, I was suddenly shocked out of the sense of reality.