when god comes

It was already dark when they went back with the middle-aged man.

"We're back," Hua Zai stood at the original door and shouted to the people inside.

"I'm back, let's go see Socrates first." A student was waiting at the door and saw the middle-aged man behind the three of them.

"General, why are you back?"

"Ah, actually, I've already..."

"Please go in quickly, the teacher must be very happy to see you!"

They walked through the corridor, the general's footsteps were very firm, he looked very anxious, walking with the wind at the forefront.

"Sir, I'm back!"

The general walked into the room and started calling for people without even seeing anyone.

Socrates was sitting on the chair beside the bed when he heard the voice and stood up suddenly.His gray beard kept trembling, "Korn!"

The two elderly men held each other's hands tightly.Ning Hao felt the icy aura around Socrates disappear, and the armor of despair and indifference that had always been with him finally took off from him.

"This is not," Socrates noticed the medal on Cohen.

"That little girl over there gave it to me, and they saved me." Cohen stroked the badge on his chest, as if returning to those glorious days.

Socrates looked at the three girls standing at the door of the room, and Ning Yan smiled brightly.

"Thank you for your efforts," Socrates bent down and bowed deeply to them. "Please go back and rest first. Tomorrow morning, Ning Yan, please come over."

After speaking, Socrates' students sent the three girls back to the yard.

The courtyard is basically gone, with people sitting and lying everywhere.

Long Wei's leg was injured, it was already wrapped in gauze, and he was sitting on the only intact stool.

He was giving an injection to He Zequan who was lying on a broken board, and he didn't know what he was injecting.

He Zequan's leg was broken, and there was still a lot of flesh turned up, which was very bloody.He Zexi took his brother's hand and stayed by his side.

"Why do you have a syringe?" Ning Yan blurted out.

"This is my prop, just like your crystal ball." Without raising his head, Long Wei put the syringe aside after the injection.

"It's started." He glanced at He Zequan.

Lang Wei quickly set He Zequan's bone, fixed He Zequan's leg with the prepared plank, then cut off his rotten flesh and wrapped it with clean gauze.During this process, He Zequan was shaking all the time, but it was because of fear, not pain.

"Did you give him an anesthetic?" Hua Zai looked at it seriously.

"This is my ability, which can be transformed into a tranquilizer through a syringe."

"Are you a doctor?" Hua Zai had reasonable doubts.

"Doctor? You can think so." Long Wei froze for a moment when Huazai said the word "doctor".

"Do you need my help? I can speed up his recovery." Ning Hao interjected.

Longwei flushed the syringe with clean water, but he still frowned, obviously not very satisfied with this way of handling it.

"Mr. He, do you have AIDS, syphilis and a series of diseases that can be transmitted through blood?"

He Zequan obviously didn't know how to answer.

"No, he doesn't have it," He Zexi explained next to him.

"OK".Long Wei continued to fiddle with his syringe, looked at the He brothers who were about to leave, and asked to stay.Asking He Zequan to sit down again, he turned his head.

"Miss Ning", he handed the assembled syringe to Ning Yan, "Can you try injecting your ability into this syringe?"

"You mean, my ability can also be turned into liquid? Can everyone's ability be able to?"

"No, I guessed that because your ability can enhance people's metabolism through crystal balls."

"Is everything the doctor guesses?"

"Of course, and I already have a reasonable guess, why not try?"

Ning Hao took the syringe directly and input his ability.A golden liquid actually started to appear in the syringe.

"You don't need a crystal ball?"

"unnecessary."

After collecting a full syringe, Ning Yan stopped. "Let's use it on me first," Ning Yan hesitated, "I don't know what effect it will have."

There was only a small scratch on her body, but it was an injury anyway.

"No, let me try it, after all, I proposed it." Long Wei did not give the people room to refute, and he stabbed himself in the hand as he spoke.

He untied the gauze on his leg and watched the flesh heal little by little.

"Success!" Ning Yan looked very happy.

There was still a lot of golden liquid left in the needle tube, but because he had already injected himself, Lang Wei was very distressed and poured out the rest.

"Miss Ning, are you willing to turn your ability into a liquid and give it to me? The function of this syringe is to transform the ability into a liquid that can be injected."

"Doing this can increase the concentration of the ability, which is more helpful to the injured." Lang Wei asked tentatively when he saw that Ning Jia was holding the needle again.

"Okay," Ning Yan agreed without thinking about it.

"But this syringe can only store one kind of liquid, it can't be..." Ning Yan hadn't finished speaking when he saw Langwei take out a ceramic bottle.

"No, Ah Ning is already very tired today, she needs to rest." Hua Zai was very worried, afraid that Dr. Lang would take out countless bottles again.

"There are still a lot of people here who need this, you can't wait by my side," Dr. Lang pushed his glasses, "I will come to discuss this matter with you tomorrow, please see for the sake of these wounded people, don't wait here again." Use your ability."

"Huahua, I'm fine, I'm already much better." Ning Yan waved his hand to show that he was fine.

They stayed outside for a while, watching Longwei treat the wounded one by one, whether they were players or students.

As the moon rose, someone lit a bonfire in the yard. Ning Yu looked at the people in the yard through the light of the fire, feeling inexplicably warm.

"I didn't expect that Dr. Lang is usually cold, but he is actually such a nice person." Hua Zai sighed.

"This is a doctor. Saving people is already a habit." Ning Yan held his head, watching Doctor Lang treat the wounded with a shiny golden bottle, and felt a sense of accomplishment.

"Let's go to rest, we don't seem to be needed here anymore," Hua Zai helped Ning Yan up.

"Finally you can go to sleep well, let's go."

Early the next morning, Ning Yan appeared in Socrates' room.After a night of rest, she was much better.

"This is for you, I forgot yesterday," Ning Yan handed the cloth-wrapped sword to Socrates.

The first light of the morning came in through the window, illuminating the whole room brightly.Athens gradually woke up in the early morning. Workers carrying wood and tools appeared on the road, and many small businesses started to set up stalls.

Athens was revived again.

"Miss Ning, thank you for everything you have done for Athens." Socrates poured a glass of water for Ning Hao.

"You're welcome, sir, and I'm just completing the task this time, so you shouldn't thank me so much," Ning Hao seemed to remember something again.

"Do you need to return that shield to you?"

"I gave it to you, please accept it, Miss Ning."

Socrates looked out the window and did not speak for a long time, the air became quiet.

"Cohen told me that he actually sneaked back to Athens two days ago, but was controlled by his mother."

"He rushed back after hearing the news that I was about to be tried, and wanted to see me."

"There are also many innocent people who were expelled from the assembly because they said things that some people didn't like to hear. People formed gangs, were blindly arrogant, and started blindly believing in God when things were not good for Athens."

"It's people like this that make up Athens. Do I really need to protect it?"

At this time, Ning Hao certainly couldn't tell Socrates that Athens would be destroyed soon.The seeds of ignorance and violence in people's hearts have already been planted, and it is impossible to eradicate them.

Thinking about what these people had done before, Ning Yan cut them all down with a sword, letting them experience that painful feeling.

But Ning Hao wouldn't do that.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Socrates, I don't know how to answer this question now." Ning Yan looked into the eyes of the old man, "but I think it is necessary to protect."

"I am very happy to be able to live in a city full of life."

"I saw the cloth strip you gave us. I think you still love Athens and the people here, even though they hurt you in the end." Ning Yu's eyes were bright.

"There are a lot of people suffering because of this city, but we can find ways to improve and I believe that one day, everything will be better."

"So you think so, Miss Ning." Socrates smiled.

At this time someone knocked on the door, it was Anthony.

"Teacher, this is the wine from the winery next door. I put it here for you."

"Thank you," Socrates nodded.

This ceramic jar has no lid, and it is placed in front of Ning Yan.Under the sun, the originally dark red wine stuck to the wall of the ceramic jar, the color of blood.

Ning Hao suddenly thought of something bad. QUR

"Mr. Socrates, you are 70 years old now."

"Yes."

Ning Hao got up and carried the wine to a place far away from Socrates.

"Miss Ning, is there something wrong with this wine?"

"Uh, no. I think it's a bit unlucky for you to drink alcohol this year. Look at this wine. I'll find you a lid. You can drink it next year." Ning Hao picked up the cloth and ribbon on the table and tied it up .

Socrates watched Ning Yan busy, but did not speak.

"Miss Ning, you have obtained my approval, and I will send you out later." Socrates sat down again.

"Huh?" Ning Yan was stunned for a moment, so this is the customs clearance.Suddenly I was a little bit reluctant to part with Socrates and his students.

Socrates looked at Ning Yan for a long time before speaking.

"Miss Ning, everyone has a sun, the main thing is how to make it shine."

"Sir, what did you say?"

"It's nothing, I just hope that Miss Ning can remember this sentence." Socrates watched Ning Hao leave.

Ning Hao walked outside the yard, and the familiar mirror reappeared.She looked back, taking one last look.

"Let's go." She said to Huazai.

The city of Athens regained its calm.

"Socrates, with so many world lines, you have a satisfactory result." An ugly electronic mechanical sound sounded.

"I'm satisfied." Socrates stood up, picked up a medicine bag from the table, and walked towards the wine that Ning Yan put in the corner.

"I will keep my promise, God, thank you for the hope you have given me."

Socrates raised his head and drank the poured wine in one gulp.

In an alternate timeline, a man comes to his senses in front of a statue of a god.

"Young master, what's the matter with you? Is it a headache from being quarreled?"

"Cangjie", the man raised his head and glanced at him, "You..." He seemed to be about to say something, but he stopped talking.

"Fix this quickly, it's so annoying!"

"Okay, young master."

The man named Cangjie didn't have any burden at first, but when he was a few steps away from the statue, his movements slowed down.

"Cangjie, what are you dawdling about? Hurry up!" The man seemed impatient, he slapped the black shadow into the air, and quickly walked over to push down the statue.

"Why are you so useless, look at you..." The man grabbed Cang Jie and forced him to turn around, and immediately noticed his pale face and forehead covered in cold sweat.

"Hey, are you alright?"

The man named Makino Cansuke raised his head weakly, and the terrifying scene was dispelled by his young master's face.

He is still with me.

"Qianye is still so cute." He smiled in his heart, but didn't dare to say those words.

"I'm fine, young master."

Hegang Qianye carried him, caught the note that fell from the sky, and saw the words on the back.

"This game is too simple, there is no difficulty at all. I think that old man is clearly playing tricks on us." Qianye swung his sword, and the colorless stone on the hilt shone with purple light.

"Let's go, let's cut down the gangsters at the bottom of the mountain, and get out of here early." Qianye kicked the broken plank away and walked out.

"Okay, young master."

The game officially begins.

[The author has something to say: Today is the second watch!At this point, the Socrates chapter is over, the male protagonist CP is also online, and the game officially begins.

Part of the Socrates chapter still respects history, but most of it is made up by me. Just read it, and the history book shall prevail!

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Still looking for comments!Ask for collection!Let poor walnut see someone reading his book (humble).

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