Chapter 472
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Chapter 472: Reunion!
"Perhaps we still have a glimmer of hope?"
"Where does that hope come from?"
"Ye Qiu, you have given up in despair before, but I am still trying for this continuously. You are really old now, go and rest. Leave the rest to me."
Jiang Chen, with flames burning all over his body, walked past Ye Qiu and was suddenly stopped by Zhou Yanbing.
"Wait, Mr. Jiang Chen!"
"Mr. Ye Qiu did not deceive you, we did see hope!"
"Please take a look at this!"
Zhou Yanbing handed over the experimental data of the ant nest project. Jiang Chen took it with one hand and glanced at it, "Ant nest project, huh, nonsense."
"Ye Qiu, with your foresight, can’t you see that this plan is doomed to fail?"
"Have you really become senile to this extent?"
Ye Qiu and Jiang Chen stood back to back, "Yes, it will fail. I have confirmed that. But it’s the failure of the plan that has shown me a glimmer of hope."
"Maybe this spark of life is within you, or maybe, each of us could be this spark of life."
The flames on Jiang Chen burned brightly, "What if there is no such thing as a spark of life, and it’s just wishful thinking?"
"Then go ahead and ignite yourself again, it’s not too late," said Ye Qiu.
Jiang Chen turned around, "Okay, I will help you, but this is the last time."
As he spoke, Jiang Chen reached out and took off his helmet, revealing a sinister white skull.
"This is the last time."
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Inside the endless ocean.
In the depths of the ocean, in Atlantis, an old man slowly opened his eyes, only to see Fang Ze and Zhang Qingyan hurrying towards him.
Countless sea warriors surrounded the two with tridents in their hands.
Zhang Qingyan blew out countless bubbles, muttered something, and then sharply poked his throat.
"Elder Hai, please help me."
On the throne sat an old man with a golden crown on his head and a sky-blue robe on his body.
The old man had a thick beard, and behind him was a huge blue octopus waving its tentacles fiercely.
"Long time no see, how have you both been?"
Upon hearing Cheng Haixing’s words, Zhang Qingyan frowned, "Skip the pleasantries, the situation is urgent, let me get straight to the point."
Before Zhang Qingyan could finish, Cheng Haixing suddenly interrupted him, "You’ve come to find me at this time, you must want me to go back…"
"But, what’s the point, there’s no government, no China, no humanity anymore."
"What is the meaning of this world?"
"My wife is dead, my daughter is dead, they all died in the Dark Age, demons and gods took everything from me."
"At this point, is there any point?"
"After fighting without knowing why, all that’s left is endless suffering and long waiting, waiting for the day of death to come."
Zhang Qingyan frowned, "Can a former Chinese leader say such things?"
Cheng Haixing sneered, "But China no longer exists, do you think we can revive humanity, rebuild civilization?"
Zhang Qingyan looked at Cheng Haixing, "But you and I have seen the inscription on that monument."
"If we can defeat the being on the hundredth level, we can obtain The Almighty Wishing Machine, which can make any wish of ours come true."
Cheng Haixing tightly gripped the trident beside him, "Unfortunately, no one can be sure if that’s true."
"What if there is no The Almighty Wishing Machine after all?"
Bang!
At that moment, the palace covered by seawater was instantly torn apart by a pair of large hands!
Boom!
The roaring waves poured down, and suddenly Fang Ze pushed up the monocle over his right eye.
He shaved his beard, tidied up his hair, put on his old robe, looking just like he did years ago.
"Does The Almighty Wishing Machine really exist? We have to go up there first to find out, instead of waiting here, hoping for an answer that may never come in our lifetime."
Zhang Qingyan paused, "Old Fang, do you… remember?"
Fang Ze waved his hand, "Even if I do not suffer from the Autumn Water of the River of Forgetfulness, even if my temples turn gray, I will resolutely take up arms and fight until the end of my life."
"We all know very well, how much we have grown compared to the beginning."
"Our talents have grown from two to four, from four to nine, and now, how many people have entrusted their talents to us before dying?"
"Is it just talent?"
"Do you think we only fight for ourselves?"
"We live, carrying their talents. We have never fought alone. Behind us are countless compatriots who entrust the future and hope to us."
"You also once said that the reason you persist is because of the lights of thousands families behind you."
Cheng Haixing slowly closed his eyes, "But those lights have gone out."
Fang Ze approached, "So what does that matter?"
"I…"
Fang Ze was speaking halfway when he suddenly stopped, and Zhang Qingyan let out a sigh.
His memory loss came back again.
Cheng Haixing seemed to understand something. He slowly raised his right hand, and suddenly, a light blue bead appeared in his palm.
"The Autumn Water of the River of Forgetfulness, the soul was hurt, so that’s how it is."
"I have something that can help you recover, but there’s no such thing as a free lunch in this world. The price for me to heal you is for you all to leave now, never to set foot in Atlantis for eternity."
Fang Ze furrowed his brows, "Then I would rather stay in my current state."
"My condition is that you must come with us."
Suddenly, Cheng Haixing laughed, "Hahaha, I used to admire you a lot, admire your meticulous thinking, admire your exceptional wisdom, but now, you seem like a fool."
Thud!
Step!
Suddenly, there were ripples under the sea, and then a series of loud footsteps came along with the ripples!
Zhang Qingyan turned his head and saw a black-haired man wearing sea tribe armor walking into the great hall with a smile.
He was holding a silver metal card in his hand.
There was a clown symbol printed on the card.
Before Zhang Qingyan could react, the man directly threw out the card, "The Goddess of Luck says, today is the Jack."
Swish!
Zhang Qingyan kicked straight onto the card!
The man reached out his hand, and the card flew back into his hand by itself.
"Jiang Quan?"
"Are you still alive?"
Upon hearing Zhang Qingyan’s words, Jiang Quan smiled calmly, "Of course, with the favor of the Goddess of Luck, risking my life, I have never lost."
"Let’s go, master, they rarely come to look for us, let’s not wait any longer."
Cheng Haixing slowly stood up at the words, "I’m just here to see your determination, I have not forgotten that I was once a soldier."
"Come here, young man, I will help you restore your soul."
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