Ark, they don't revolve around you

"Let's check the equipment?" Zhuang Ning broke the silence and spoke first. Precious did not object and nodded slightly.

The two walked around the base, meticulously checking the equipment.

Finally, the footsteps all stopped in front of the huge sarcophagus.

It is almost embedded in the building, really like a dark coffin, as if once you lie in it, you will never wake up again.

But there were still delicate fingertips that brushed across the instrument, with a soft sigh:

"Very good, everything is fine."

The morning passed like this, and in the afternoon, if it were a normal day, they would separate and conduct different research or discuss something about "Originium".

But today they both stood still in tacit understanding, looking at each other as if they wanted to see each other's souls.

Ten minutes later, it was Zhuang Ning who spoke again, suppressing his sadness.

"Let's watch a movie. The projection room is still usable." He shrugged. "We still have film. Why not watch one to kill time?"

Precious smiled slyly: "Is this a date?"

Zhuang Ning was silent for a moment, then nodded vigorously. Precious had never seen a doctor so serious before: "Of course."

"This is your date with me, Precious."

The dilapidated iron door creaked and slowly opened.

The projector emitted light, which was reflected on the old screen.

"It really has a retro feel," said Precious.

"This is exactly the atmosphere we want. It seems that the original owner of this base likes this feeling very much. The film is also very old." Zhuang Ning said.

He had a lot more to say, but his hand was held. The little hand holding his was ice cold and was actually trembling.

However, when Zhuang Ning raised his head, he found that she was smiling, but the smile was so forced.

The so-called forced smile.

Zhuang Ning didn't say anything. He lowered his eyelids and smiled. He didn't know that his smile was equally ugly.

The content of the movie is not important. He just enjoys this kind of atmosphere. In the quiet afternoon, in the silent base, in the picture, the hero and heroine encounter a crisis and finally reunite.

That's enough, isn't it?

When I walked out of the screening room, the sky had already darkened.

They put on heavier coats and calmly walked out of the base, looking into the night.

The dead wind dispersed the clouds, revealing tiny clusters of stars, emitting brilliance.

In the dark night, it seemed as if a pair of eyes were staring at them. Zhuang Ning pointed his middle finger at that location.

I opened the terminal and it was ten o'clock midnight.

They lit a bonfire and threw a lot of information into the fire, using this barbaric method to eliminate all traces of humanity.

Only at this point did they complete their mission.

23: 59.

The alarm sounded, and a natural disaster was sweeping in from the outside world, hitting the base.

With a buzzing sound, the sarcophagus split to the sides, revealing a space in the middle where one person could lie down.

Zhuang Ning lay in the sarcophagus. Liquid was injected into his body, and his consciousness suddenly became much heavier.

The last day seemed exceptionally peaceful, but at this point, fear still began to grow in Zhuang Ning's heart.

He hated this kind of separation and still had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but he knew that when he woke up, the memories would fade and he would forget everything.

Is there anything more terrifying than forgetting?

Maybe it can only be that there is no one I know in this world?

Zhuang Ning was thinking in a trance, and the fear was dispelling with sleepiness.

His eyelids were about to close, but someone held up his hand. Zhuang Ning tried his best to open his eyes, wanting to see that person.

"We will definitely meet again."

He saw the last smile and heard her whisper, which was like the most unbreakable vow.

24:00

As the New Year's bells rang, the instruments in the base dimmed little by little, leaving only the sarcophagus that maintained Zhuang Ning's vital signs operating at a minimum level.

The last human civilization also sank into darkness.

Precious looked back at the base and exhaled, which turned into wisps of white mist.

After the natural disaster, the terrain nearby changed, and huge Originium pierced the surface like the sharpest axe blade.

After the natural disaster, it snowed, and the snow was still white, without being eroded by the ground at all.

The mist rose and the sound of footsteps echoed.

The white deer moved forward with the falling snow, came to her side, bent down and invited her to sit on it.

"Thanks, Anma." Precious smiled.

Even though she knew the truth and that all her efforts would turn to dust, she still tried her best to maintain normalcy.

Anma was speechless and stared at Precious in silence.

"Do you think I should be afraid?" In silence, the girl suddenly said stubbornly, "I'm not afraid... This is all our fault, why should I be afraid?"

Her hands were shaking and she bit her lips, not realizing she was biting them so hard that they broke.

The blood froze quickly, and her smile was filled with bitterness that could no longer be concealed: "It's just... I'm really tired."

"I must be a very bad person... If the Doctor forgets everything, it's a good thing that he doesn't look for me."

"But I still want him to remember me..."

Anma let out a soothing voice that echoed between heaven and earth.

"I told you, I'm fine... I'll do everything right." Precious took a deep breath, "You should go to sleep after this, Anma, don't let us affect you."

As she spoke, she was soothing Anma's fur with utmost tenderness.

Anma remained silent. At this point, comfort was pointless.

It bent its knees, its huge antlers glowed, and it began to run with the girl in its arms.

There were heavy snow and winds along the way, and occasional natural storms raged, destroying towns one after another.

Until the Far North.

There, Precious raised his head and looked at the giant beast that was as big as a mountain.

"I'm heading to the tundra, Sammy!"

"..."

"I'll leave it to you from now on, Sammy!"

There was silence for several minutes before a voice echoed from the hill.

"……it is good."

Precious laughed, "Thank you!"

She and Sammy naturally had a rapport, and she loved the beast.

After doing everything that needed to be done, Precious sat on Anma again and said softly, "Let's go."

She looked into the darkness: "This time... I really have no regrets."

So the man and the deer started galloping again. Anma remained silent, like a loyal servant, just carrying the girl.

They broke through the storm, and the Deer Lord stopped charging and looked out at the blackened tundra with Prisus.

The hole continued to expand, and in the middle was the star gate. This was already the Arctic Circle, and it was now the polar night, but the darkness was even deeper than the night itself.

After just one look, Anma, the beast master, could hardly suppress his uneasiness and was terrified.

But Precious was still the same as always. She took her instruments and took a small step.

"Let's stop here, Anma." Precious looked at the direction of the star gate, smiled and waved at Anma, "I think I'm the only one who can walk the rest of the way."

She closed her eyes and exhaled white mist again: "Only I can do this."

Anma remained silent.

At that moment, He really wanted to follow the girl into the ice field.

She is just a scientific researcher, but she has to take on the mission of repairing the Stargate space device.

But Anma knew he couldn't, he still had his own mission.

The night grew darker, and footsteps trampled the ice field.

The girl's thin shadow walked towards the darkness little by little without hesitation. She only looked back at Anma at the last moment and waved to Him.

She finally disappeared from Anma's sight. The Deer Lord stood there, waiting for a long time.

This is the end of humanity.

The last humans, one sleeping in a sarcophagus, the other walking into the snowfield, human civilization was declared destroyed. It would be a long time before a Tikaz would carefully pick up the original Originium and crown after the natural disaster. It would be a long time before the ancestors would raise torches and drive away ignorance.

...Anma opened her eyes in a trance and remembered that she was still on the battlefield. He was still carrying Zhuang Ning and was going to send him to the kingdom of evil.

The vast darkness covered the sky and the earth, as if He had returned to the dark night ten thousand years ago, when He was also galloping towards someone like this, breaking through obstacles along the way.

The Beast Master’s perception of time is different from that of humans, but ten thousand years is still too far away, so far that she almost forgot those familiar faces and those familiar scenery.

So why do I still remember the state of mind at that time? I was really lost, my heart was empty, so I looked into the darkness like a sculpture.

Suddenly, pain broke out, and countless monsters beneath him roared and gnawed at his body.

The evil demons before him were almost endless, all flowing out from Cresson's body.

Anma could feel the astonishing momentum bursting out from the person on his back. The power of the Demon King was revealed, and his authority and domain were constantly expanding, covering the entire Beiyuan.

The sound of his heartbeat began to spread, like the sound of a drum, and Zhuang Ning completely released his strength.

There were thousands of troops in front of him, but how could he have the chance to complain? The devil grinned, and the darkness in his eyes dimmed little by little. His consciousness was once again connected to the law, and the majestic words like the gods rang out from his mouth.