The upper echelons of the Fire Moths would never have imagined that a knife they had recruited was already planning how to cure their chronic diseases and put all the strength of the Fire Moths into dealing with the Honkai.
Since Qianyu Academy, as Ryan strength increased, he also felt that his ideas were expanding step by step.
From the initial struggle to survive, to protecting the friends around him, he gradually began to explore the unknown fate of the entire world, just like taking a walk after dinner, walking faster and faster, and taking bigger steps.
He began to actively respond to the call in his heart. This is also the meaning of destiny. No matter which path he takes, it will lead the traveler to go deeper step by step. There is no reason to explain it. It is just that his heart takes the initiative to conform to destiny.
As for the Fire Moths, just as the top management never trusted Ryan, Ryan would not entrust his life to them.
"Let's start planning slowly. It's quite difficult." Ryan faced the mirror and slowly buttoned up his shirt. Except for the bandage around his neck, his injury was almost healed.
He had thought about this problem over and over again in the past two days, and gradually had some ideas. It would be easy to kill the commander-in-chief with one knife, but the difficulty lay in how to prevent the Fire Moth from falling apart.
"After all, I just want to deal with Honkai better, not destroy this organization myself."
He looked at the handsome young man in the mirror and smiled gently. First of all, he had to classify the factions of the Fire Moths, who were the enemies and who were the allies.
"If the Fire Moth is really destroyed, Honkai will die of laughter."
Ryan smoothed out the wrinkles on his shirt and left the ward. It should have been midsummer, but the weather was unusually cool. The "abnormal" weather that experts talked about finally came true.
Ryan wanted to see the post-war ocean with his own eyes, so he walked down the gangway, asked for a military jeep at the dock, and headed north along the dilapidated road.
Even in the outer suburbs of Changkong, there are collapse houses everywhere, and occasionally two huge corpses of Honkai beasts can be seen. There are also bomb craters and car wreckage on both sides of the road.
There were some tents set up in the fields, holding up signs but no one knew what they were protesting against, and occasionally one could see civilians and riot police having cordial conversations.
The dead are miserable, and the living are not easy either. This is only half a city, and humans can concentrate most of their resources on rescue. The only conflict is the unfair property compensation. Once we step into the abyss, there will probably be no rescue.
[Please keep calm, the supplies from all over the country will arrive soon. Believe the announcement from the League of Nations, do not believe in rumors or spread them.]
The horn and radio played the notice over and over again, and Ryan put his hand on the car window and listened absentmindedly.
Gradually, a gate appeared in front, cutting off the road. The endless barbed wire seemed to wrap up the entire city, and drone gun towers could be seen everywhere.
As soon as the car stopped, soldiers armed with guns came up.
The third Honkai affected the entire East Asia. As the core, Changkong City was the hardest hit. There are still dead soldiers and Honkaid beasts left. People who are not adaptable to the Honkai have to wear protective clothing when entering here. In addition, a terminal illness called "Honkai Disease" has appeared, and doctors all over the world are looking for a solution.
The benefits of joining the Fire Moth became apparent. Ryan simply handed over his ID and the gate slowly opened.
Ryan opened his eyes slightly, and the scene of the end of the world appeared before him.
The bustling city was dead silent, with cleared junked cars piled up on both sides of the road and broken buildings riddled with holes. Soldiers in white protective suits walked among the ruins, and bulldozers were pushing dirt into pits to bury the bodies.
This is a silent purgatory, making it difficult to associate it with the prosperous ocean.
Although it's okay to get used to it, this change is too big.
Ryan frowned, stepped on the accelerator and drove slowly in, then he circled among the ruins and looked around casually.
Apart from his expressionless face, he looked more like a tourist. Although there was nothing to see in this dilapidated scene, even Ryan didn't know why he was here.
Feelings? It seems that empathy is meaningless; being moved by the scene? He has never been a sentimental person.
Ryan just wanted to take a look and then put the past behind him, without lamenting that such scenes would become more and more common in the future. It was dusk in front of him, but what he saw was tomorrow's dawn.
Squeak——
The SUV suddenly stopped, not because some Honkai beast jumped out, but because Ryan saw a familiar figure.
On the mountain of ruins, a young girl was like a human crane, lifting up the huge floor slabs. Her beautiful pink hair was stuck to her face by sweat, and her gorgeous long dress was covered with dust.
She didn't seem to feel tired. She chatted and laughed with the people around her while working. Even though those people's smiles were awkward and there was fear and disgust deep in their eyes, she acted as if she saw nothing and just focused on her work. But you would be wrong to think that she was a pushover.
A assassin suddenly rushed out from the ruins, and amidst the exclamations, the girl calmly and decisively shot him to death with an arrow.
In an instant, she was full of heroic spirit. She would not show mercy to the enemies, just like when she besieged the Third Herrscher. Although she talked a lot, she was ruthless in her actions.
So what is she doing here?
Ryan thought about it and opened the car door.
"Oh, Ryan, you're here." Elysia saw Ryan who had just gotten off the car, standing on the ruins and waving her hand, showing a teasing smile: "Huh, you really took it to heart. I just mentioned it casually yesterday, and you came to help."
That's weird, you didn't even say where.
"I just happened to meet you." Ryan put his hands on his hips and looked at the dirty Elysia. "I didn't expect you to do such dirty work."
"Flowers will look even more beautiful when covered with dew." Elysia suddenly leaned over, held Ryan hand, and pulled him away, "You're here just in time, come and help."
"Wait a moment..."
Ryan thought he was just taking a walk around the city today, but he couldn't persuade her at all, so he had to climb up the ruins and work as a laborer.
As the place where the Herrscher descended, there is no intact building in this area, and large machinery cannot enter. Rescue work can only be done by manpower. With two supermen, work efficiency is greatly improved.
Ryan didn't care about his shirt getting dirty, he just cut the cement slabs one by one. This used to be a high-end shopping mall, but those luxury items had turned into garbage.
It's really meaningless. In such an area, there is no value in search and rescue. The authorities are really trying hard to maintain their public relations image.
He sneered, because all he dug up were twisted corpses and some zombie-like stubborn warriors. He thought it would be better to fill the pit with explosives and blow it up directly, but when he looked at the busy pink figure in front of him, he had to be patient and continue working.
The two men were too efficient, and the rescue team that was supposed to be responsible for the digging was left with nothing to do. They stood on the sidelines with guns on guard. It was obvious that they knew it was a waste of effort and they even had some resentment.
Why did the reporters retreat after taking pictures? Why are they so serious? These ruins are very dangerous. There are desperate people inside. Don't let others be rescued and you get yourself killed.
So what on earth am I doing out here today? Just when Ryan was getting impatient—
"Ryan, come and see, come and see!"
"Huh?" Ryan looked up and saw Elysia cheering as if she had dug up some treasure, so he walked up to her in confusion.
This is already the bottom floor. A twisted iron door and steel beams support the ruins. A woman has been dead for a long time. She is holding a girl of seven or eight years old in her arms. She is motionless, but with Ryan perception, he can hear a slight heartbeat.
"She's still alive?"
Even Ryan was a little stunned despite his calmness. It had been five or six days, and she was still in the center of the Honkai. It was simply unbelievable.
"Well, it's a miracle, isn't it?" Elysia nodded, her face filled with obvious happiness. She didn't use the Honkai energy, but carefully dug through the ruins with extremely gentle movements.
This is not a miracle at all, it is clearly a divine sign.
Ryan didn't know what to say, so he just turned around and shouted to the people below: "Come here quickly, there are survivors."
"What? Survivors?"
The soldiers were stunned and climbed up the ruins one after another. They watched the half-ton steel beam being gently lifted by Elysia, and hurried over to rescue people.
"There really are survivors."
"Hurry up and bring up the stretcher, and prepare the nutrient solution."
"Call the 'mother nest' and send a rescue helicopter immediately."
Ryan stood aside, watching a group of people working together to rescue the little girl. He even saw that she was still conscious, staring around with frightened eyes, looking at the excited rescue team, the smiling Elysia, and Ryan with a look of surprise on his face.
"Uncle, I'm so thirsty, do you have any Coke?"
The girl spoke in a weak voice, which made the people around her laugh.
"Yes, uncle will buy it for you right away."
Ryan stood there in a daze until the stretcher was taken away, and the surprise on his face did not diminish in the slightest. From the perspective of probability or biology, this was impossible, but it happened.
"You see, life is so brilliant and tenacious. Do you feel that all your fatigue has disappeared in an instant?"
Ryan turned his head and saw Elysia next to him. She was still covered in dust and looked disheveled, but with her bright smile, she looked as innocent as a flower.
"Do you know anyone alive?"
"I don't know, but that's why we'll be so surprised when we find survivors." Elysia stretched comfortably, patted Ryan on the shoulder, and said in a mature manner: "Young man, you still have a lot to learn, let's continue."
Ryan turned around and glanced at the back. She walked briskly, sometimes looking here, sometimes shouting into the ruins, like a butterfly dancing among flowers.
The evening sun shone on her, making her look a little dishevelled, yet more sacred.
Ryan saw the search and rescue soldiers rushing everywhere again. They were no longer slacking off like before and were working much more seriously.
Seeing it with his own eyes, Ryan understood one more thing.
The reason why the other twelve heroes loved her was not only because of her beautiful appearance, sincerity and enthusiasm, but also not because of her unique tone of voice.
Elysia never just talks, she practices her love for humanity with actions. She is a true hero.
Ryan placed his right hand on his chest and silently chanted Aimen.