Warhammer: I live under the watchful eyes of the gods

Chapter 98 Black's Helplessness (Character Single Chapter)
Black, who is carrying 120W francs at the moment, can be said to have mixed feelings in his heart.

That strange person actually gave himself 60 francs.

As long as you take a pill, you can get an errand like 60W francs. Black said that I take it every day.

Of course Blake is no fool.

According to his guess, the other party probably wanted to insert an eyeliner into the PDF.

But unfortunately, this time Black lied again.

Yes, what he hated most in his life was lying.

Although Black has been in the nest all year round, he is a real skilled worker.

Relying on the praise of forging for many years, Black can't be said to be doing well, at least he has no worries about food and clothing.

But all of this seemed to change completely after that day.

As the factories shut down one after another, Black was eventually "laid off".

The savings were gradually exhausted, the mother was seriously ill, and the factory showed no sign of opening.

With all kinds of burdens on Black, Black finally chose to give in.

Today, he has told a lie twice, and he will tell a third time soon.

Lies are a magical thing.

After you tell a lie for the first time, you have to continue to weave more lies for the lie you told.

Walking alone on the street that was a little deserted than usual, Blake seemed to hear some rustling noises.

That kind of sound is like the sound of a small insect flapping its wings, and the sound of wind blowing through a leaf.

Tree?
What a joke, how could there be such a thing in the hive capital.

Blake, who shouted that he had drunk too much and had hallucinations, ignored these small abnormalities and continued to move forward.

And finally, in a place similar to a "clinic", Black stopped his footsteps.

Through the iron rolling door, Black could even hear the wailing inside.

"My God, that light is gone, and I can't find it anymore!"

"Darkness, that is endless darkness!"

"Everything is over, this is the end of the world..."

After rubbing his dizzy forehead, Black knocked heavily on the shutter door four times.

Soon, with the sound of metal friction, the shutter door opened upwards again.

And what caught Blake's eyes was the "medical servitor" and "a former navigator who was crazy but not completely crazy" that he wanted.

This crazy old man who didn't know when moved here to "recluse" here, besides bragging about his past glory, was talking to himself insanely these "weird words" that Blake couldn't understand at all.

But it was such a crazy old man, but no one in the entire residential area provoked him.

In addition to the medical machine servant in the old man's hands, it is said that the old man is also the core figure of a huge family.

After going through a period of "going mad", I "lived in seclusion" here alone.

Yes, with 120W francs, a brand new "skylight" gradually opened in front of Black.

Maybe the medical machine servant in front of him can really cure his mother's chronic illness completely.

In this way, it doesn't matter even if it becomes a servitor.

At this moment, the only thing that Blake can't bear with his conscience is that he really cheated Karl of 60 francs.

And just when his conscience was blaming himself, the half-crazed old man spoke up.

"Oh Blake, have you collected 100W yet?"

Looking at the old man with a crazy smile on his face, Black's scalp tingled when asked.

Carefully opening the backpack, Black put out a neat stack of 100 francs.

The old man did not hesitate, and directly took out a small tool that looked like a lighter.

A fire ignited the francs that Blake had put away with great difficulty.

For a moment, Blake was stunned.

Anger, doubt, puzzlement.

Black couldn't understand what the old man was trying to do.

This is life-saving money that I bought with my life, and the old man actually burned it like this?
But before Black got angry, the old man handed a bunch of keys to Black.

Walking to the medical machine servant at the side, the old man said, "Authorization code SCD23J4, granting one unlimited use right."

After speaking, the old man sat back in front of the burning franc.

"There's no point in what you're doing, everything here will be burned like this pile of francs."

"Darkness will eventually swallow everything, and none of us will be spared."

"Enjoy this last light."

Afterwards, the entire store fell into silence.

Only the pile of burning francs in front of the old man exudes a sense of extreme depression.

At this moment, Black even felt that he was about to be suppressed by this inexplicable feeling and almost suffocated.

Blake rushed out of the store quickly, panting heavily like a rescued person who just woke up from drowning.

Hearing the creaking sound of the rolling shutter door falling behind him again.

Without looking back, he walked towards the temporary residence of his younger brother and mother.

The hands holding the secret key tightly were even flushed by the secret key, but at the moment Black didn't care, and he wouldn't care.

What kind of servant would he become?

Will I still remember these after becoming a servitor?

Do you feel alone and lonely?
For these questions, Black could not find the answers, and no one could tell Black the answers.

It seemed that at this moment, Blake understood the old man's madness.

It wasn't a madness that could not control oneself, but a kind of despair to the extreme of rationality.

Lying quietly next to his loved ones, Blake could no longer fall asleep.

It is a kind of fear, a kind of fear of the unknown, a kind of fear of endless nothingness after "death".

After an unknown amount of time, the alarm clock that Black had set rang.

But the moment the alarm clock rang, Black gently slapped it off.

Standing up gently, Black solemnly placed the secret key of the medical machine servant on his brother's bedside.

As usual, he dressed all the clothes expertly.

He knew that it was time to "Farewell".

After finishing his appearance, Black took the first step towards the door.

But it was such a short journey that was so ordinary that it couldn't be more ordinary, but he walked for a long time.

Not everyone can face "death" calmly, at least Black doesn't think so.

Every step he took was extremely slow.

This is a kind of sadness of parting, a sigh of helplessness, and a struggle in despair.

Maybe there are many possibilities for Black's future, but these possibilities were completely terminated when he signed that contract.

No matter how long the journey is, it will eventually come to an end. In front of the gate of the residence, Blake looked back at his relatives for the last time.

Is it all worth it?
he does not know.

Walking like a puppet on the way to the Mechanical Church in Area A-2, Black's brain has stopped thinking ahead of time.

As if from this moment, he has "dead".

Numbly cooperating with various inspections, Black finally came to the "operating table".

But just when Black gave up completely and accepted the future called "Servant" with peace of mind, a figure he never thought of suddenly appeared in Black's sight.

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(End of this chapter)