I, the Creator!

The sun is shining and the wind is blowing. It's a very good day.It seems to reflect the peaceful exchange between Kuyama and Adams and Joyce.

During the conversation with Kuyama, both Adams and Joyce understood the importance of Su Bai by their side, and even more knew that without his protection, they might have died in the turmoil long ago.

"Kuyama, can you tell me what you saw on the road?" Joyce didn't continue talking about Su Bai, but turned to ask Kuyama about his own experience.

Seeing Joyce change the subject, Adams temporarily suppressed his curiosity about Su Bai, and stared at Kuyama hoping he would talk about it.

After all, when Adams escaped from Aser City, he was in a panic and hid everywhere, so he had no time to care about other things.Joyce, on the other hand, had never left the city because of his father, so his impression of the outside world was obtained from the descriptions of Su Bai and the other three.So this time there were so many people, he couldn't help but want to ask.

Is there still an endless battle outside, and there is still no safe place.

"...This, alas. You can listen to it if you want, but there is no magic in it, and there is no joy. Some are just a fluke of escaping again and again..." Kuyama nodded, but his face was full of pain look.

Because what happened along the way was really the same as what he said, but it was just repeated losses.

"..." Adams and Joyce froze for a moment when they heard Kuyama's words.They immediately felt the sad atmosphere spreading from Kuyama's body. This was not some magic technique, but just the resonance caused by the sentimentality of the soul.So both of them chose to listen quietly to his story.

"My village was destroyed, and I escaped from it. Because I didn't go to any college, I didn't know where to go, so I had to wander around. And because the army was still arresting people everywhere, I could only hide carefully in some Dirty place, like the ruins of Aser City...

Later, I fled to a small city that was not yet occupied, thinking I could breathe a sigh of relief.As a result, that night, the city was destroyed for the reason of "hiding a traitor", and the wailing of countless people sounded in front of me.Even in the end, they used experimental weapons to kill one living person after another just for testing.

Because I have escaped for a long time, I may have some perception of danger.That night I took advantage of the darkness and ran out, and it turned out... oh.

But this is just one of the countless cities that were destroyed, and I have seen other cities destroyed from afar.

Of course, besides the city, I generally choose to live in the wild.The situation in the city is really dangerous, and people may disappear when they fall asleep.Unless it is the ruins after the disaster, it is generally safer there.

Later, on the way, I saw fugitives who had encountered the same situation as me, because everyone was too miserable to survive.I just tried my best to help them, give some food and water, or find a safe place and other small help.

So they thanked me for giving them a glimmer of hope in despair. Some people thought they could find a way out by following me and vowed to follow me.Gradually, there were more and more people, and it was only when I gathered them together that I realized that I had such a force around me."

Speaking of this, Kuyama paused.

And Adams noticed his pause, and seemed to think of something and said: "Then there are only seven people now...".

"That's right, more than half of these seven people are newcomers who joined me not long ago, and those who have followed me for the longest time... have all been buried.

Even though our team had grown, I was still worried about being discovered.In fact, no matter how many people we have, we can't match the existence of a Tier [-] or Tier [-] existence, and the quality gap is already hard to make up for with quantity.So I told them to be careful.

Unfortunately, I have no power of my own.And when the team grows bigger, my words no longer have the effect of restraining them.The entire team has been dragged into the abyss.

Their hatred and unwillingness guide everyone in the team, even if I shout a few times, it will not help.So one day when I came back from looking for food, I saw scattered camps and was told that they were going to revenge!Great panic filled my heart, but when I rushed over, they had already set fire to the village that was said to be the home of those troops.

The flames are blazing, but it seems that they can't burn away the evil in people's hearts; they were obviously suffering people like themselves before, but they can swing the butcher's knife at others in an instant!

I don't understand, really don't understand.Obviously everyone is a victim, why pass on your own misfortune and sorrow to others?Is there really any use for this? ".

As he spoke, Kuyama covered his face and trembled.

Kuyama and Adams on the side didn't know what to do. The two who hadn't experienced the trust and betrayal of a group of people naturally couldn't empathize.

However, Kuyama's experience over the years has given him a heart that does not give up easily.At this moment, it was just because my narration touched the scene and made me feel uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Kuyama quickly controlled his emotions, wiped the corners of his eyes and looked at the two embarrassedly: "Well, let you see a joke."

"...it's okay, and it's not a joke. It's all part of your experience," Adams and Joyce said in unison.

"Oh, it's not as good as you said." Kuyama felt a little embarrassed seeing the two of them being so solemn.

But the story is not over yet, so Kuyama coughed and continued: "My team faced a split after that day, so many people went their separate ways and never saw each other again. I left alone with some people who were not involved in that operation. , as for the others... I can't convince myself to stay with them either.

So the rest of us continued to live in hiding.During the period, other people joined, and some people who suddenly decided to leave chose to leave... Walk and stay, as if our place is just a transit point, and they will eventually go to other places.

Behemoths, traps, and exotic plants, we have encountered countless crises on the way to escape.Every time you escape, you pay the price in blood, and people will die for various reasons.So I wanted to give up and disband this so-called team, but someone approached me and told me not to disband. I still remember his words.

He said: "Kuyama, don't disband. This team has become a comforting existence since you started. Whether you admit it or not, everyone believes that there is hope for survival here. I know that sacrifice makes you Worrying, but people die every moment in the world, and we are just lingering in this troubled world, why not let them go on with hope?".

I understood what he meant, and I also clearly knew that even if the people who joined had extremely good expectations at the beginning, they would realize that this was just a team randomly pulled up by ordinary wanderers on the way to escape.The subsequent choices are all up to them, and I can't influence half a point.

Until then, I understood the meaning of the existence of this team and my responsibility, and now the last seven of us fled to the ruins of Aser City, and then I met you."

Kuyama told his story very briefly, and then let out a long breath as if he had lifted a heavy burden.

Adams and Joyce felt like a stone was pressed in their hearts.For a long time, neither Adams, who was discriminated against, nor Joyce, who witnessed the destruction of Aser City, walked with many people.And the trust and betrayal that Kuyama experienced... It's like someone took a pen and forcibly painted new colors on their worldview.

Moreover, even if there are not many details, but from Kuyama's description and reaction.Adams, too, could feel emotions that were real, a proof that he would not have had without the same experience.

"That's it..." Joyce sighed and moved his body, and then he seemed to laugh at himself: "It seems that you are the real good man, Uncle Kuyama, who can lead such a group of people around. If I It must have been killed by someone who doesn't know."

Adams nodded and agreed with Joyce's statement.It is a person who obviously has no extraordinary strength, but he can walk out of a team abruptly. This is what makes the two of them still amazed after listening to the narration.

"Really? I hope that there will never be those things. I don't need to worry so much when I wander around alone, alas." Kuyama expressed his desire for relaxation in the face of the two people's words of admiration.

If the village hadn't been destroyed, if the world was still so beautiful, what would I be like now?

This thought appeared in the minds of the three of them at the same time, but the suffering of reality quickly made them sober again, leaving only wry smiles at the corners of their mouths.

"Okay, we know about you, and it's almost time for lunch. Let's go back, discuss it with Teacher Su Bai, and then let you know the result." Adams looked at the sun, then pondered Said to Kuyama.

"Well, I hope we can get along well..." Nodding his head, Kuyama got up to return to his side.

And Joyce and Adams waved to him together, watching him gradually go away.

"Teacher..."

"I think he'll agree to, um, agree to...".