Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

"Have I screwed up?"

The night still wafts the smell of ruins and death.

The flames dissipated, but the scorching residual temperature still radiated, but the night was still cold, freezing to the bone.

Kant sat on the ruins, his voice was low, and he looked at the ground.

Kang Jinzhu was shocked and walked up slowly: "You have done enough..."

Kant said calmly: "If I listen to you, instead of rushing to chase and rescue the Burmese, if I don't continue to pursue and rescue the two British after saving the Burmese, if I don't step into this place. This city, if I didn’t care about the business here, if I didn’t save the king, if I left Komora immediately after saving you… I’m afraid the people in this city wouldn’t have what happened today.”

He moved his eyes and looked at the dark and scorched little child lying not far away.

"Did I… screw things up?"

In the past few hours, he has been running around, putting out fires and saving people, without stopping for a moment, he dare not stop, he will think more and think about these things.

Think about what actually caused everything, and even more.

Disobeying his father's advice and insisting on saving the Burmese people immediately was due to the manic anger in his heart.

Continuing to save the two Englishmen is a gamble with his father to let him see that he is not a cold-hearted and ruthless person who has nothing to do with himself.

In the final analysis, he lingered in Komora because he heard the intelligence of Chakat II and knew that the airport was full of military supplies, and he wanted to obtain the weapons and ammunition there.

He became manic and restless because of the double events and continuous battles between the other world and the earth. In order to help Goethe, he slaughtered and looted weapons in Komora. In order to save his father, he had no hesitation on the road to the battlefield of Danfeng Lucerne. It is hard to play hard, but also to give up, in the end, what you see is the war on both sides, the cruelty on both sides, the **** slaughter on both sides, and the war has never changed.

Is there really a difference between elves and humans?

It is also provoking war, it is also cruel and tyrannical, and it is also bullying the weak. It is always the strong who oppress the weak, and the innocent and the weak are always hurt.

What exactly caused all of this.

The alien world and the earth turned out to be the same.

Peace, happiness and joy in life are nothing but the protection of an increasingly powerful motherland. The so-called social progress, the so-called technological development, the great increase in productivity, the great abundance of materials, the colorful world, and the infinite possibilities in the future. For a large part of the world, it is nothing more than an elusive dream, looking at the barren and monotonous life day after day.

As if living in the dark ages.

It seems that the advancement of modern technology has not benefited them at all.

Still living a precarious life of poverty.

Not being killed, just because his own life has not been beaten by the weapon has value.

There is no pure land, only ugliness, only killing and hurting for one's own purposes and selfish desires.

Let the flames of war spread to innocent souls.

all of these…

"-wrong!"

The father's voice was stern and decisive: "This is the slippery **** fallacy! I've told you about it before! Don't get to the point! Can't understand such a simple thing!"

Kang Jinzhu took two steps forward, spoke sternly, without the slightest hesitation: "It's not you who caused all this! When they decided to use gasoline napalm and white phosphorus bombs to harm civilians, the seeds of the devil had already taken root in their hearts! They are war criminals. , animals, **** and bastards, exterminate humanity, and be mad, even if you don’t do it this time, next time, next time, you will definitely do it in the future!”

"From the beginning to the end, there is nothing wrong with the choice you made! You have no obligation to save those Burmese people, and the two British people have nothing to do with you! You go to save them, whether it is motive or behavior is 100% good people, good people should not be blamed for anything! You did nothing wrong!"

He came to Kant, squatted down, and pressed his shoulders, very hard.

"Listen! You are not a superhero, you are Kant, you are my son! Ordinary people! Ordinary people! You have no responsibility! With great power comes great responsibility is pure fart! You don't have to impose any moral restraints on yourself. You don't have to give yourself any responsibility! The world can still function without you!"

Although it is a stern and powerful word, the concern and sincerity in his eyes only stem from family affection.

He appeases his son and enlightens him. The fathers should guide and educate the son.

"You've done a good job. You've saved a lot of people, more than most people in this world have saved in their entire life. No one has the right to blame you, and there's no need for you to blame yourself...you know?"

When Kang Jinzhu said this, he showed a smile that tried to comfort him: "Think about it, you see, when we watched movies together before, we complained about those superheroes, how come they can't turn around when they get to themselves?"

Father smiled.

looking at his son.

Want to see each other's smile.

Even a smile is fine.

This proves that his enlightenment and persuasion are useful.

but no.

The son just turned his eyes and looked at him, his face still deep and calm.

"Because the movie is fake, the screenwriter's imagination is just imagination, while reality is reality, and reality is reality."

Kant said so.

"The reality is that I screwed things up, a lot of people died, I couldn't save their loved ones, they used to be hopeless and hopeful, but in the end they were hopeless, or always hopeless."

The people who were crying around the fire, who saw themselves falling from the sky and weeping with joy, only saw the dry corpse after the flames went out. Despair, hope, expectation, and then shattered.

Or there is no hope from beginning to end, the relatives who are burned by the flames scream in pain, struggle, and then be killed by a bullet, or a sword.

He could only leave without looking back, never looking into those people's eyes.

"The reality is, I screw it up and a lot of people here will hate me."

Kant's voice was icy and biting.

Kang Jinzhu shuddered, then shook his head and said, "No, do you think this is a movie..."

His words were interrupted by his son's cold voice: "No, this is a man."

Any father will get angry when he sees his son put on such a hopeless look, especially when his son is torturing himself.

Kang Jinzhu raised his eyebrows and suppressed a trace of anger: "People? How many people have you met? Don't just believe in anything dark about human nature, this is not a superhero story, you won't be guarded by the government, and you won't be hostile to the people. , you won't be persecuted by public opinion, you don't have to make up your mind all day..."

"—You are the one who has been brainstorming."

Kang Jinzhu's words were interrupted by Kant again.

He looked straight at his father.

With a sneer: "But I've seen it all."

Kant stood up.

Some kind of emotion or momentum mixed with darkness, anger, sadness and confusion, overwhelmed him.

Kang Jinzhu even took a step back involuntarily.

He stretched out his fingers and poked his father's chest.

"The despicable beggar who has been bullied, despised, and cast aside, was given hope, material, and respect by one person. He was grateful and vowed to repay, but when his benefactor was hunted down and killed?"

"—He's down! He won't even stand idly by!"

"The humble, friendly, honest and hospitable people only need an order and a shout, and they will become indiscriminate, brutal and tyrannical thugs! Bully the weak without hesitation!"

"People who have been protected all the time only need a letter from the enemy to persuade them to surrender, and only need a promise that is not true or false, and they can be linked together! Force the hero to the palace! Force him to sacrifice himself!"

"Because the enemy will kill them! Heroes won't! They are the smartest people in the world, and they will only turn all their courage and ferocity on those who are not a threat!"

"Have you seen it? I have! Because this is my story! My experience! My life!"

"You're telling me this! Saying the slippery **** fallacy! Saying it's not my fault! Saying I've done the best! Saying no one has the right to blame me! You're telling me this!"

"Again! Yes! What! What! Use!"

In the humming night wind, Kant's voice drifted in the dark and distant sky.

Kang Jinzhu stared blankly at the son in front of him.

The other party felt unfamiliar.

How pale the previous words of comfort were.

The chicken soup boiled out of thin air is so powerless to those who have seen it with their own eyes.

"That's the reality, Dad."

Kant smiled bleakly.

"Reality doesn't make sense, reality doesn't make sense, reality doesn't have logic, reality is that no one is reasoning with you, no one will convince people with morality or reason, reality is that the louder wins, the reality is that the powerful wins, The reality is that people are afraid but not ashamed, and the reality is that people have no shame."

"The reality is that they are ungrateful, they are cowardly, they are scrupulous, they criticize heroes, the reality is that human beings are a bunch of cowardly selfish people, the brave and the noble will always be in the minority - otherwise why would society and stories always Is it to promote these beautiful qualities?"

He spread his hands, showing a mocking smile.

"I used to think that the two sides are different, similar in appearance, but different races, but now I find that the same person, both sides are bastards, and they can do anything."

Kant's tone became more and more frantic.

Kang Jinzhu was at a loss.

The parents' ability to teach their children comes from more years of experience, experience and experience, but now he is stunned to discover that, unconsciously, what his son has experienced has far exceeded his imagination.

He did not know how to guide and educate.

Because he has no relevant experience.

Therefore all speeches will not be persuasive.

But he has to do something.

"...Then leave them alone!"

He gritted his teeth: "How they fall, how **** they are, that's their own business! You just need to be yourself! Do your own thing, do what you should do, and then..."

"—Do my own thing." Kant said quietly, "Does it mean to kill, or to die?"

Kang Jinzhu's breathing stagnated again.

"Or, what other good way?"

"My friends on the same boat were betrayed and killed, their intestines were pierced and their stomachs were rotten to death, they were hacked to death, they were poisoned to death, they died of exhaustion, and they died to protect me, what should I do?"

"—Kill all those people? Or go back and be killed by them? Or run away and feel guilty for a lifetime?"

"The first friend died to save me. Before he died, he entrusted me with his country and his mission. I should leave this matter behind, no longer care about it, or fulfill my promise!"

"To fulfill the promise, kill! Otherwise, what can we do to stop a war?"

"The city you entered was attacked by the enemy! If the city is destroyed, the city will be slaughtered! What should I do? Still want to kill!"

"The capital of that country was raided! If you don't save it, people will die! If you go to save it, you still have to kill it! If you intercept it all the way, you have to kill it all the way! Is there any better way?"

"Earth! Earth is the same! You were kidnapped by French mercenaries! What can I do? Waiting for the country to mediate rescue at home? As a result, you know it yourself! If I don't come, you will die! They are silenced! Except for the rescue You, besides killing all the way, what else can I do? What else can I do!"

Kant stared, his body trembling with excitement.

"You taught me to be kind! To be honest! To do the right thing! You taught me to trust! To trust the beauty of human nature! To trust hope! Friends take revenge, protect innocent civilians, fulfill promises against unjust wars!"

"Then I can only kill! Kill! Kill!"

"There is no good way to kill them, there is no other way than to deter them with killing! Are there many ways to solve the problem? No, there is only one! Besides killing, what else can you do? Even here This! Even the **** earth is like this! Even the country wants to be like this!"

"I said, Dad, what should I do? Am I going to leave? I don't care what I want!"

"Like the silly story I complained about in Man of Steel! In order not to expose your own strength, watching your father get killed by a car set off by a tornado? Like Superman? Watching you get silenced by terrorists? Otherwise, I can only call in! Whoever wants to harm you, I will kill whoever!"

"There's no way, I can only fight in! I can't teleport to your side and take you home directly, I can't rely on my own deterrence to suppress the countries to dare to move, and I can't do it before the war starts. Just end it, I can only fight violence with violence, otherwise what, love!"

Kant took two steps back, turned around, grabbed his hair, and breathed heavily.

"Shit, shit..."

He murmured: "Use killing to solve problems, always use killing to solve problems, there is no other way, why do things turn out like this?"

Kang Jinzhu took a step forward: "Kant..."

"do not talk!"

Kant turned back suddenly, pointed at his father, and said sternly: "You don't understand anything at all! I was even thinking just now! If someone came to accuse me, why didn't he save his relatives earlier, did I attract them? The French attack - I was thinking, what am I going to do then? If a lot of people are accusing me, if a lot of people are scolding me, I immediately have an idea!"

"Kill! It! Him! They!"

He roared loudly, then breathed deeply, his expression becoming indifferent.

"Whoever beeps, kills whoever is ungrateful, kills whoever is ungrateful, if hard work and dedication bring betrayal and ignorance, then don't respect them, as long as they are afraid..."

"advanced experience."

"Other than that, what else can you do?"

"Don't mind their slander and ungratefulness?"

"I can't do it."

"I killed their relatives, but what would happen if I didn't kill them?"

"The whole body is burned to the bone, and I can't save it. Watching him burn alive, or give him a good time? I choose the latter, this is not justice, as you said, as you taught , I'm just doing what is right, what I think is right."

"But I think it's right, they think it's wrong, they think I can do better, so they blame me, so they scold me, so they try to hurt me... What should I do?"

"Am I supposed to not care? Why does all this **** fall on my head! Why do I have to go through this! It's none of my business!"

His breathing quickened, his eyes widened, he panted hard, and the shivering of his body became more intense.

"I also killed an old lady."

"His grandson betrayed me, killed my best friend, I killed the beggar and went to his house, his grandmother, an old woman, blind, no food at home, still waiting for her The grandson comes back, but she can't come back, and I can't help her. She can only call her grandson's name every day and wait, and she will never be able to wait for the person she wants to wait for!"

"She will be anxious, irritable and desperate at first, and then starved to the point of exhaustion! Consciousness will be impaired! Limbs will begin to swell! She will become too thin! Skin is highly dry! Blood turns into magma! Internal organs shrink! Breathless in despair! This process will take several days or even a dozen days!"

Kant's eyes stared at nothingness: "Or, kill her immediately."

"I told him that his grandson, who was chosen to be a big man, would come to pick her up soon, have a good time, she believed it, smiled happily, and then I raised the nail gun."

"In order to make her die faster, it's better to be unconscious, so I put her in the eye."

"shot!"

"She was laughing before she was shot! She was still laughing after she died! I still remember that face! Nails shot through her eye sockets! The enchanted nails made a hole in her face! She swallowed immediately Angry! Still smiling! I keep remembering that face! She keeps smiling! That face keeps **** laughing!"

He roared and roared, and punched the wall nearby, dancing wildly with fighting qi, and slammed into it. With a loud noise, the blackened ruins collapsed with a rumble.

Kang Jinzhu couldn't bear it any longer, he rushed forward and hugged his son.

Before he could speak, his father's tears rolled down.

Kant's body stiffened for a moment, then relaxed. Father's active embrace was a memory from a long time ago. That was his relative, his teacher, his guide, his father.

He slowly hugged his father back, resting his head on his shoulder.

"I killed a lot of people..."

Tears fell drop by drop.

"Those killed by guns, those killed by guns, those who were shredded, those who were crushed, those who were blown up, not innocent, but also innocent...Father, why are things in the world only about killing ?"

"People hurt each other, people kill, people die, I hear the cries of children, innocent people are burned in flames, the people who started are not punished, people are only interested in things that hurt each other, why is the world like this? Why even if It's the earth, and it will be like this?"

"Father, I'm tired, but I can't stop... I really want to rest."

"I already regret it..."

The father and son embraced. In the deep night and the ruins, Kant rambled, choked, and said a lot of things, in a mess, and everything.

And the father was just listening.

Until a long time, there were footsteps coming here, and lights were shining in the distance.

Kant woke up suddenly, his eyes were sharp in that direction, there were a few staggering figures, he relaxed a little, but the next moment, his body suddenly froze.

Kang Jinzhu turned back, and vaguely saw several figures approaching.

In the front is an adult holding a child, a mother and daughter, and the others are mostly women and old people, their steps are vain, there are still tears on their faces, and their expressions are solemn and dignified.

He turned around and saw his son's cold, stern look with a hint of retreat.

The father understood immediately.

He looked at the mother and daughter who came over, and stood in front of his son: "Several, if you..."

The next moment, Kant pressed his shoulders and turned his father aside.

Kang Jinzhu grabbed his son's arm with his backhand and said, "Let me come! Be obedient! You are my son!"

Kant whispered: "It's okay, I will never be in front of you..."

"-thanks."

A slightly hoarse childish voice appeared.

The tone of voice is a little awkward.

speak Chinese.

The two turned their heads.

The little girl grabbed her mother's hand, looked at Kant timidly, and spoke intermittently in awkward Chinese, which she must have practiced for a long time.

"Thank you, thank you..."

She said, "Dad, Daddy, it hurts, thank you, let him sleep..."

After speaking, her eyes were red and she buried her face in her mother's hands. Her mother also looked at Kant, choked up, and said softly, "Thank you."

"thanks."

"thanks."

Pronunciation is very non-standard, but such thank you keep saying.

From every survivor's mouth.

The lights in the distance are constantly approaching. Many people are holding candles, carrying lamps, turning on flashlights, and even turning on lighters. The light spots come together and come here.

Every face, every face, every pronunciation, is different.

The capital of Comora, with a long history and a city of the past, has never seen so many stars in its hundreds of thousands of years, nor has it appeared like this evening. So many, belonging to foreign languages…

thanks.

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PS1: Six thousand words! Two in one! Equivalent to two more! Late update! But I can still confidently say - vote!