kill dawn

The Midnight Zone was finally closed permanently.

At that time, Jiang Bieqiu and Fang Jue had already returned to the tower area, and the surviving humans settled down in the tower area after many ordeals. When they learned that the midnight area was going to be closed permanently, there was a commotion for a while.

Some people said that it was the incompetent management of the tower area that caused the human base to shrink again and again; That; but at the end of the day, they're just venting their emotions and can't prevent a future where the Midnight District closes.

That is the last area of ​​human beings that simulates the ecology of the earth.

Above is the condensed sea water pouring down, and below is the bottomless underground world.Even so, the sun rises from the east, always the same.

But now, people will never see the sunset again.

The sun that hangs low all year round on the arch bridge connecting the dusk area and the dawn area seems to indicate that a new era of dawn is coming.

When the Midnight District closed for good, many people spontaneously stood on the arch bridge to watch their last contact with the ancient earth.

Sunset gilded everyone's faces.

After the complete closure, the people gradually dispersed, and the Tower of Dawn in the distance finally lit up the tower lights again.There is no artificial day, and in the endless darkness, the tower light is the only light.

Jiang Bieqiu leaned on the railing, and found someone approaching not far away.

He came slowly from the direction of the twilight zone. It had been a long time since he had seen him. The old cloth and the disgusting beard disappeared, revealing a rather handsome face.

"I heard that you have returned to the Twilight Tower." Jiang Bieqiu stretched out his hand to the visitor and pulled him onto the arch bridge. "Why, are you planning to defect so soon?"

Song Heng rolled his eyes angrily: "Get out, if it weren't for you, I don't even plan to go back."

He is not young anymore, he is ten years older than Jiang Bieqiu, but he does not look old.Earlier, when he was still a teenager, he was doing data management work in the Twilight Tower area.

Then there was the war known to all.

After going through the war, resigned from his post, and spent his days in the Midnight District guarding vague memories.

Trauma belongs to everyone, and no one can be excluded.

Jiang Bieqiu smiled, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

"Are you still smoking?" Song Heng disagreed, "Aren't you afraid that your family will settle accounts with you?"

When Jiang Bieqiu and Fang Jue got married, when they first returned to the tower area, it spread throughout the base like a flu.

All in all, these two people were originally at odds with each other, and after getting together, I don't know how many people's jaws dropped—except for the old dean, who had fulfilled his long-cherished wish.

Jiang Bieqiu puffed out the smoke ring and squinted his eyes: "Just take a few puffs while he's not around. He doesn't like the smell, but I won't be able to quit for a while."

He is always inseparable from cigarettes.

When he was on a mission in the Midnight District, at a critical juncture where human life was at stake, how could he remember whether there was smoke or not, and now he finally had a chance to catch his breath, and he couldn't stop after touching the smoke.

During many sleepless nights, Jiang Bieqiu fell asleep by smoking.Once, the fire accidentally fell on the carpet, burning a big hole, and almost causing a fire in the dormitory building of the Guiding Academy.

Even the old dean laughed at him: "Don't you die from mental overload, and die in the fire you lit."

The old dean had a sharp mouth and spoke unrestrictedly, Jiang Bieqiu smiled and put away the half-burnt carpet.

It was also Jiang Xingzhi's, and he couldn't bear to lose it.

So later Fang Jue found a carpet in a corner, and asked about smoking. After Jiang Bieqiu confessed truthfully, smoking completely left his life.

Thinking of this, Jiang Bieqiu took another deep breath.

It was the last cigarette he smoked, so take it as a farewell to Midnight District.

It will not be used in the future.

"What about the others?" Song Heng imitated Jiang Bieqiu's posture and put his hands on the railing. "I heard that after the sentinel is combined, it is not impossible to stay too far away from the guide. If the spirit is overloaded, it will not be rescued."

Jiang Bieqiu glanced at Song Heng.

"Oh, I remembered, the one in your family is not a normal sentinel." Song Heng smiled, "It's good, I thought you were going to die alone."

Jiang Bieqiu was speechless: "Just wait for me to order."

Speaking of Fang Jue, he would have come today, but when he woke up this morning, Fang Jue's expression was not very good, which frightened Jiang Bieqiu so much that he only found out that it was a headache when he asked.

All right, why does my head hurt?

Jiang Bieqiu had been frightened by the mental threshold for a while, and then thought that Fang Jue's spiritual sea hadn't been checked since they came back from the midnight area, so he asked people to go to the 37th floor of the Dawn Tower to take a look.

It's almost time now.

"Headache?" Song Heng's eyes moved, "He too?"

"What's it called?" Jiang Bieqiu looked at him suspiciously, his face suddenly became heavy, "You have another headache?"

Song Heng didn't answer, but turned to look at the sunset in the distance.Under the afterglow outside the arch bridge, his pupils looked dark and unclear.

When he left the Tower of Dawn, he took the initiative to strip away some of his memories.One is that I don’t want to be in a daze all day long because of missing the dead guide, and the other is that I can completely lose the connection with my previous life.

This decision caused his memory to always be fuzzy, and he often forgot many things, and he also suffered from strange headaches.It's just that with the help of Jiang Bieqiu, it gradually improved.

He is a sentinel.

He is still a sentinel who has been disconnected and his mental sea has almost shrunk. For him, a headache is likely to be fatal.

"Come back to the Dawn District with me." Jiang Bieqiu casually extinguished the cartridge, "Let the Dawn Tower give you a comprehensive inspection of your mental state."

Song Heng didn't seem worried, instead he smiled and said, "That's exactly what I thought."

But Jiang Bieqiu was not at all relaxed.

Fang Jue had a headache, he could still say it was a sequela of the mental threshold, and now Song Heng was also feeling uncomfortable, so it could not be explained by a coincidence.

Maybe many Sentinels are starting to feel unwell.

It wasn't that Jiang Bieqiu was too worried, Liming Tower once said that this matter might not be over yet.

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy Jiang Bieqiu took Song Heng back to the tower area without hesitation.

They had just taken the elevator up to the 37th floor, when Fang Jue came out of it, and Louis didn't know when he came to the dawn area, and he was following behind at a leisurely pace.

This man was like a ghost, and when he saw Jiang Bieqiu getting out of the elevator, he began to yell artificially: "Let's make it—the princess is here—"

The other three present: "..."

Fang Juefei made a quick glance, and Jiang Bieqiu had already run up and checked the person up and down like a porcelain vase: "How is it? What does the Dawn Tower say? Is your spiritual realm okay?"

Fang Jue stood still, his eyes were indifferent, as if he was looking at something.

"What? It's..."

"Are you smoking?" he asked abruptly.

Jiang Bieqiu: "..."

He was a little guilty, thinking of going to the Liming Pagoda first to ask about Fang Jue's situation, so as to escape the catastrophe, but Song Heng answered for him first.

"Yeah, I smoked two, I saw it with my own eyes."

Jiang Bieqiu: "..."

Song Heng didn't think it was a big deal when he watched the excitement: "He said he smoked it while you were away. Fang Jue, such a guide is bad."

Fang Jue: "Really?"

Jiang Bieqiu: "...I'm sorry."

Fang Jue narrowed his eyes: "What does it smell like, I will try it next time."

How does this work!

Jiang Bieqiu immediately quit. He quickly glanced at Song Heng, pulled Fang Jue's arm, and said in a low voice, "I won't smoke anymore. I made a mistake with Fang Jue."

Cigarettes are not a good thing in the first place. Besides, after the ancient earth fell, the cigarettes in the human base became antiques like the little yellow ducks.

Jiang Bieqiu used to use cigarettes to promote sleep, but now that he is much better, he should quit.

Moreover, how could Fang Jue smell of smoke on his body!

Jiang Bieqiu decisively threw the cigarettes into the blacklist.

The door on the 37th floor was not closed. The Dawn Tower noticed that they hadn't left yet, so it stopped them: "Come in, I have something to tell you."

Jiang Bieqiu hurriedly walked in: "How is Fang Jue's mental state?"

"No big problem." The Dawn Tower replied, "It's the first time I've seen the spiritual sea of ​​a sentinel with a mental threshold. Officer Fang Jun did the same back then, but it's a pity that I didn't have time to see it."

Jiang Bieqiu: "Since there is no problem, why does he have a headache?"

Dawn Tower: "Oh, it's a natural physiological manifestation of excessive energy consumption at night and not sleeping well."

As soon as the words fell, the entire 37th floor fell into deathly silence.

However, the Tower of Dawn didn't feel that there was anything wrong, and warned: "Mr. Fang has just experienced the mental threshold, and it is time to recover. Sleep is very important."

Still no one spoke.

Dawn Tower finally realized something was wrong: "What's wrong? Did I say the wrong thing?"

Song Heng stiffened his neck, looked at Jiang Bieqiu, then at Fang Jue, and finally turned his eyes back to Jiang Bieqiu, his tone full of admiration: "...you...well done...the strongest sentinel in the base... ..."

Jiang Bieqiu: "..."

what!

Louis had already leaned against the wall and fell down laughing, and the Tower of Dawn finally came to his senses: "No..."

"When did I...not, Fang Jue." Jiang Bieqiu interrupted the Liming Tower and scolded, "You slept at my place at night, but I didn't do anything right!"

Fang Jue squeezed his forehead and sighed: "It's...my fault."

It was his fault for not making it clear.

In the end, the two brothers, Louis and Song Heng, seemed to be shoulder to shoulder and laughed together, and then Fang Jue ruthlessly kicked them out.

After experiencing the high-intensity rescue in the midnight area, both Jiang Bieqiu and Fang Jue were slightly injured.The few incidents in the Midnight District were completely released after the pressure was overloaded under the crisis, which somewhat smacked of madness before the end of the world.

After returning to the tower area, I was exhausted and had no time to sleep.

What's more, there is no real night in the dawn area.

In the dormitory of the Guidance Academy, Fang Jue liked to sleep with Jiang Bieqiu in his arms, holding someone in his arms so that he would not be charmed by nightmares in his dreams.

But since returning, Fang Jue's sleep quality has deteriorated a lot, and he vaguely felt that there was a voice speaking in the spiritual sea.

It's just that there is a layer of fog far away, and the specific content cannot be heard clearly.

"I couldn't sleep, so I went to the training ground to practice fighting after you fell asleep." Fang Jue said, "I was afraid you were worried, so I didn't tell you."

Every time after Jiang Bieqiu fell asleep completely, Fang Jue would get up and go out.With the mentality of not disturbing others, when he couldn't sleep at night, he devoted his energy to the training ground.

From Jiang Bieqiu's point of view, Fang Jue's complexion was almost transparent.Before going out, he also repeatedly emphasized that it was fine and that there was no need to go to the Tower of Dawn, but finally compromised under the threat of Jiang Bieqiu.

He doesn't seem to be used to changing his identity yet.

For so many years, whether it was grievances, loneliness, or pain, he has carried it all by himself.

Now that I have Jiang Bieqiu, my first reaction is to solve the problem by myself. I never thought that there is a second option.

Jiang Bieqiu sighed, and regardless of Liming Tower's presence, he cupped his face and called him softly, "Fang Jue."

Fang Jue subconsciously lowered his head and moved closer to facilitate Jiang Bieqiu's movements: "Huh?"

Such an appearance without the arrogance of a chief executive at all, Jiang Bieqiu's heart softened when he saw it.

He said slowly and word by word: "I am your guide."