"I can't..." The man looked around like a thief, making sure that no one was paying attention here. He pushed her shoulders and led her behind a pillar, then began waving his hands to gesture to her.
"I'm an inventor," he said. "You know, to invent something, you need to know math and physics... and chemistry, of course. So I'm relatively more rational than most people."
"I'm not saying that this kind of rationality is a proof of nobility - I never think so! But rationality allows me to distinguish clearly what is the best solution under what circumstances, and what sacrifices can reduce the loss!"
Hitzfeld narrowed his one eye but said nothing more.
This gave the man time to catch his breath. He took a few deep breaths and continued, "I know what consequences this decision may bring..."
“We could die.”
"They might shoot us, execute us, because we might have been infected with a strange disease, and they dare not let us live... They are forced to make this choice."
"But maybe this is...as it should be?"
He opened his eyes wide and opened his arms towards the girl, not at all like his usual calm demeanor.
"Maybe... I mean if we are really infected, then maybe this is what should happen?"
"We deserve to die... In order to prevent the strange disease from spreading to other places, no matter how miserable this is, let it end in Blackwood Town - isn't this a good outcome?"
"Do you know what you are talking about?" Hitzfeld asked softly.
"You may also be finished, as well as your little maid, she is so young... not even an adult..."
"There are many more children younger than her!" The man grabbed her shoulders and growled at her softly, "But there are others too!"
"Other Blackwood towns! Other cities... There are parents there too! There are also children younger than them!!!"
His face was completely distorted, his nasolabial folds appeared even deeper because his mouth was open, and his eyes turned blood red with tears welling up in them.
He also realized that he had lost his composure, so he covered his face with his hands, turned his back, and walked back and forth a few steps.
Then he suddenly calmed down again, looked at the ground and said, "I have accomplished basically nothing in my life."
"I have loved mathematics since I was young. I wanted to become a great man and be remembered in books. For this reason, I broke up with my family, left my hometown and traveled far and wide, and finally came to this Blackwood Town."
"I tried a lot of things, filaments, wires... I thought it was too much trouble to build so many power stations... I wanted people to be able to... use electricity more conveniently."
“But it turns out I really don’t have that talent.”
"Anyway, I am... maybe I am really wasting my time."
“But I have to do what I think is right.”
"Even if there will be sacrifices, even if I die."
"But I saw it was right, and I had to stick with it and finish it."
This statement is somewhat incoherent.
The logic is messy and the introduction does not make sense.
But it's enough to make people understand what he means and what he is thinking.
[Poor guy.] The mysterious master commented.
[Looking back on history is not about turning over the pages of the past, but about watching the little people reenact their inner despair.]
I don't remember having any literary talent.
Hitzfeld cursed her in his heart.
[That is what belongs to me.] The mysterious master finally became happy, [In this respect, I am more like him than you!]
"I answered your question, and I want to ask you a question as well."
The man suddenly approached the girl.
"The shot you fired... that horror demon never appeared again."
"It's dead?"
"Are you that kind of person... the same person as the one in black?"
Hitzfeld opened his mouth.
She noticed the hope in the man's eyes.
It’s like a person who is almost despairing of reality, a person who is about to fall into the abyss, and he finds a straw.
"Yes."
She replied.
At the same time, she spread out her right hand, and a crystal ice needle appeared above it.
"what……!"
Rafa Pisis laughed and opened his arms to hug the girl.
But he suddenly realized that this was too much, so he restrained himself and just kept his head down.
"Thank you……"
"Thank you……"
"Thank you for coming..."
"Otherwise, they might all die..."
"At least I still have you..."
"At least I have you..."
"Can I ask you one more thing?"
He suddenly came closer again.
"If I die in the end... they definitely won't touch you anyway."
"Will you bury my body in my backyard..."
"There is my unfinished research there, and I want to continue my work..."
No one knew what "Miss Nutella" talked about with Mr. Pisis behind the pillar. Most people were too tired and exhausted. They just wanted to take advantage of the time to have a good rest.
Ten minutes later, the team was on the road, continuing to grope their way through the darkness towards the town.
On the way, they encountered a group of evil black-robed followers. These people were holding wooden runes and chanting weird songs. When they saw the refugee team, they immediately surrounded them and tried to trap them with their singing.
The cotton distributed by Pisis was very useful.
Although a dozen people were captured by the singing and stayed there, most of the refugees followed him and fled. They also seized several daggers and pistols during the battle.
At this point, the inventor's prestige reached its peak. Even Bishop Arthur had to admit that it was best to let Rafa lead the team.
Everything was going in the right direction, and at this time Qiao Mi's people also took action.
A rumor began to spread that the security team would not properly accommodate them and that they were heading for death.
Pisis knew who was causing trouble at a glance. During another break, he found Jomi Rock, and the two had a big argument in front of everyone. In the end, they almost came to a fight. It was Bishop Arthur and several nuns who came forward to stop them.
"There's movement ahead!"
Just then they heard someone cheering.
They were the refugees outside. When they heard the roar of machines, they immediately jumped up and shouted loudly.
"It's them!"
"The security team is here to rescue us—"
Time slowed down at this moment.
Hitzfeld clearly saw that both Jomi Rock and Rafa Pisis had looks of panic on their faces.
They turned their heads at the same time, reached out to touch the people outside, and said unclear words, as if trying to stop them.
But it's too late.
Two iron-shell vehicles roared over, and what greeted the refugees was not smiling faces, but a burst of rifle bullets.
People kept falling down after being shot, including old people, women, and children younger than Hu Walnut.
Hitzfeld gritted his teeth, used ice needles to cut off the curtain door rope, forced the door panel down to block the view, and pulled Pisis to run to the back.
"backyard……"
But the man is already exhausted.
He was shot in the chest, and a large patch of bright red stained his shirt.
"Don't forget... the backyard..."
"And Doris..."
"You promised..."
Chapter 98: Turning Point in History
In the long river of history, in the year 1983 which has passed, the eternal night finally descended completely.
The bright moon had long disappeared, and the sky was so dark that it seemed as if it had never been brighter. Not even the slightest cloud could be seen.
"Damn it."
Along with the complaints, an iron-shell car stopped in the middle of the road. There was a rustling noise in the car, and then a light came on with a "hiss".
It was a kerosene lamp, which was the most convenient and effective means of lighting in 1983.
As the light and shadows flickered, a pair of high-top boots stepped out of the carriage and walked with its owner to the iron curtain door, looking down at the corpse on the ground.
Some police officers got out of the car right after that. They saw that this female captain, who was very rare even within Shadow Lion - strictly speaking, she should be an instructor, actually half-knelt down in front of the corpses and closed their eyes with her hands.
They looked at each other in silence, not knowing what to say in this situation.
"Captain." The police officer who reported earlier stepped forward.
"From the footprints we found earlier, this should be a refugee group of nearly a hundred people. We examined the bodies and determined that the proportion of infected people was over 50%, which means that more than half of them had infection characteristics."
"Captain..." He took a breath, "There are only twenty people here at most. Do you want to continue..."
"No need." The policewoman looked at the iron curtain door and shook her head slightly.
"The tunnel inside leads to an area controlled by evildoers. It's a dead end, and we are short of manpower now."
"Then shall I notify everyone to pack up?"
"Well, let's go back first."
After a commotion, all the police officers got back on the bus. The policewoman took a while to get on.
"Drive slower." Her assistant, who was sitting in the passenger seat, warned the driver, "This crappy headlight... the illumination range is too small... Be careful! That's a wall!!"
The wheels made a harsh friction sound on the street, which sounded like the howling of ghosts.
The driver swerved the steering wheel, and the light area turned accordingly. The people in the car vaguely saw that it illuminated a narrow alley, where a large group of rats gathered, and then fled away after being startled by the light.
"What a damn place..." The policewoman couldn't help but grin and complain.
She saw it clearly. After the rats dispersed, a broken corpse was revealed, and the face had been bitten beyond recognition.
"Darkness is our eternal enemy." She half complained and half sighed, "If there was a stronger light that could cover the whole town, so many people would never die."
"There will be..."
Beside her, a female police officer with her face hidden behind a large hat whispered.
"What did you say?" The others were stunned and asked again.
"I said that stronger light will come later."
The policewoman raised her peaked cap, revealing Xia Yibing's cool and pretty face.
"In the future, there will be electric lights every few blocks of road..."
"The light of the Xieyang will illuminate the darkness, leaving most evil spirits nowhere to hide."
……
At the same time, in the real Hitzfeld Manor, a group of men in black, led by Ethan Doyle, rushed into the house and found Hitzfeld lying on the bed.
"Ow!"
"Ouch!"
