Chapter 1607: More than 100 Million Years of Planning! (Final)

"Am I going to be the same as it?"

He looked at Pangu, his eyes were so serious, so sincere, and there was even a hint of pleading. He knew that he was not qualified because his heart was riddled with holes, rotten, and dead. In despair, he is dark and does not deserve the light at all. He does not deserve to be called such a flower, blooming like this, full of vitality. However, he still wanted to call it that. This is the nature of living beings, yearning for beauty. This is also the desire in his heart, hoping to become a representative of this beauty.

He begged, his eyes full of sadness and longing! Maybe he's not qualified, but he really wants to. People are so fragile, why can they go on strong? Not everyone has a strong heart, not everyone can become more courageous with every setback, and can stand up quickly even if they fail. Sometimes, deception can even give people confidence. White lies, sometimes, are more inspiring than the cruel truth, can lead people forward, and influence the direction of history.

"you can!"

Pangu's smile was so kind, and his words were like a magic spell, warming people and making them feel completely relaxed.

He smiled, happily, like a child, purely smiling!

This is the most beautiful thing in the world, an innocent smile!

"You can become it, everyone can become it, but in the end, very few become it. Everyone has the qualifications to become it, but the most important thing is whether you want to become it or not."

Pangu's voice continued to sound, causing him to fall silent.

"Beautiful things are always there. But how many people discover them? Only when you persevere until the end can you become the brightest star. How much pain does the clam have to go through when the sand enters the shell? , can you turn gravel into bright pearls? It is an extremely difficult process, a painful process that outsiders can't imagine. During this process, some people gave up, and some failed because of lack of willpower. Only persistence can Only the last person can achieve nirvana and be reborn and achieve the most beautiful things. - You, can you?"

He remained silent, his expression constantly changing.

"Human wisdom is infinite, and what it represents, the future is also infinite. No matter what happens, the future is endless. Your own future does not depend on fate, but on yourself. This is yours, yours How you want to develop is your will. The direction of your will is the direction of your future. ... Do you want to lie in this coffin, with infinite despair here, gradually losing your vitality, slowly? It becomes dark, and eventually returns to the chaotic world, and sleeps forever, trying to escape from the facts and get rid of everything. Or, get up from it, walk down, bend down to weed and water the little flower, let it tremble in the wind Let your life continue and let it bloom and grow. It all depends on you. Your future belongs to you, and your will will determine its direction."

Pangu was still talking, not caring about his silence, he was just telling and speaking out what was in his heart. Everyone has his or her own future, and no one can change it. It’s up to you how you want to go. What he is saying is just a guide. How to choose depends on personal will.

He didn't react, and Pangu didn't force him. He just looked at him quietly, the smile at the corner of his mouth was still so warm and soft, and his eyes were still so gentle, full of compassion.

"Everything is gone, gone. They are all dead, all dead. I am still alive, why am I still alive? Without them, what is the meaning of my life? Lonely, lonely, like a walking zombie, in this endless world In a world where I am alone for an infinite amount of time, what is the use of such a day without hope and light? What is the point of me returning to such a world?"

He shook his head in pain and looked away from the little flower, his eyes full of sadness and helplessness. The bloody moment deep in his mind made him despair, his heart twitched, the pain was unspeakable, and he couldn't breathe. At that moment, he died, his heart died, his future died, and everything about him was finished.

Among the withered yellow grass, the little flower that had just bloomed was gradually being eroded, and its vitality was slowly being stripped away. The smelly wind blew by, and the petals of the small flowers fell off one by one. In a desperate world, there is no sunshine, no rain, and no hope for the little flowers to survive.

It is dying!

"There is no real despair in this world. Look, aren't they there?"

The compassion in Pangu's eyes became more and more intense. He looked at him who was holding his head and sobbing without any tears, and his expression became gentler. He stretched out his hand and pointed at his chest, saying this.

"What's this?"

An unprecedented but familiar warmth rose in his chest. He lowered his head and looked at the soft white light in his heart. He stretched out his hands and hugged it tightly. He didn't know what it was, but he instinctively hugged something that could make him feel warm, forget pain, and forget everything.

"This is your hope, your light, you are the future, it belongs to your soul!"

As Pangu said this, his figure suddenly became illusive. His time is running out.

"Have you remembered?"

Pangu looked at him. Even though it was the last moment, his tone still didn't change at all and was still so gentle.

"I remembered."

His expression suddenly became extremely determined, and the look between his eyebrows was so dazzling.

"I am Chu Rui!"

One sentence announced his return.

Yes, I am Chu Rui, and I am the man who will lead everything! I make the decision in this world!

The change in mood causes the whole world to change. The bloody sky suddenly became brighter, with thousands of rays of light and rainbows filling the sky. The withered yellow grass turned green and full of vitality. The wind in the air, which was originally filled with the smell of death and stench, became gentle and fragrant. That flower with withered roots and flying petals burst out with infinite vitality again and fully bloomed. Beside it, flowers emerged one after another, dotting the grassland like a green carpet, infinitely beautiful and fragrant.

This world is alive!