When Enqi was ready for all his body, mind, equipment, etc., and walked out of the room and came to the outside world, the first thing that caught his eye was a small one from the beginning of the planning, almost no one thought there would be any passenger flow here, and he could only accommodate up to three underground train stations.

Moreover, the platform now looks like it has been abandoned rather than having no passenger flow, which may be more accurate. Because just as he walked to the platform, a small dome of dust rose up beside the falling leather shoes, and then fell down flutteringly.

Under the white fluorescent tubes that flash from time to time on the ceiling, the platform seemed extremely quiet and cold. At this time, facing Enchidu's wall, it was supposed to be a staircase leading to the outside world or other floors, but at this time it was a closed iron gate.

Apart from the gate, there are only two decorations left on the platform for people to rest, but there is a wooden bench that needs to be wiped first, a lonely automatic beverage vending machine, and a newspaper rack with newspapers and magazines that were published at unknown time.

Although the environment and atmosphere here are quite wasteland, it is better to say that it has been completely refreshed and clear eyes, and it can be clearly seen that there are only ordinary drinks in the vending machine, no nuclear coke, and there are no posters of shelter on the wall.

In addition to these attractions that can be seen at any subway station, there is also a scene that will never appear in any ordinary person’s daily life:

A black man wearing a black bulletproof vest was now lying on the floor facing down. The blood under him had already gathered into a small stall and began to flow towards the edge of the platform here.

After seeing this scene, Enqi immediately interrupted his thoughts and imagination about this place, and his mind suddenly became tense, but he didn't even feel hesitant. He covered his short skirt with his hands and trotted all the way to the uncle who was almost filled with blood from himself and others.

After getting closer, she almost instantly determined that she could not help the black man who was breathing faintly, or that she was helpless about it, and could only watch the passing of the life in front of her:

Among the uncle's wounds, the most serious ones were not only the hideous wound on his right shoulder that seemed to have been torn by a ferocious beast, but also the penetrating wound on his back that seemed to have been penetrated, causing a large amount of blood to be lost.

At the first glance at this scene, Enqi understood clearly that even though he now has superb first aid knowledge and means, and there are enough medicines for treatment around him, he quickly completed the treatment of these two main wounds, and could no longer save the uncle.

Because, what this uncle needs most at this time is blood transfusion!

Perhaps the knowledge in memory is deviated, and the estimate of the total amount of blood flowing on the ground may be somewhat wrong, but there is no doubt that the uncle's bleeding has reached the lethal amount...

And in this small space, let alone medical devices, even the living creatures are the only ones who are alive except for the uncle.

However, the blood flowing in his body now, let alone saving people, for ordinary people, as long as it is input into the body, it is no different from the poison that is blocked by blood.

In other words, at this moment, the "hero" located here can do nothing, and can't even save a mere wounded person.

From the time I noticed this fact, Enqi felt cold in his body, his hands were shaking slightly involuntarily, and his heart couldn't help but feel the urge to turn around and escape from here immediately.

Even so, he still knelt down and ignored the panic and escape in his heart, thinking desperately and looking for what he could do for him at this time.

Finally, Enqi seemed to think of something, stretched out his hands that were originally holding his chest tightly, and turned the uncle's body to the front with force and carefulness, then leaned closer to his ear, keeping as calm as possible, but his voice was always trembling and shouting:

"Uncle! Don't sleep! Wake up quickly! Uncle!!"

Even if you cannot save your life from passing, at least let yourself write down the other person's last words.

As if he heard the shouts that kept coming in his ears, the uncle opened his pupils that had begun to spread and turned to look at the figure beside him that was so blurred that it was only a dark one left.

With the last remaining will, he opened his lips slightly and said intermittently in an almost unheard voice: "We must... tell... the person above... the one below..."

At this time, Enqi had already put his ear close to the uncle's mouth, desperately identifying and remembering his last words: "Below? Uncle, what is below?"

“…B7…B7 Area…”

After saying this so-called noun, this strong and strong man who kept his duties in mind until the end and struggled on the line of life and death with a strong will seemed to confirm that he had completed the last task in his life. His eyes, which had originally shined with firm glory, quickly dimmed and turned into endless sadness and regret:

"I'm sorry... Little Isari... made an agreement...forgive dad... dad......"

Then, the black man completely lost his breath and completely left the world with a hint of relief and apologies.

After seeing him farewell with his own eyes and in person, Enqi was stunned for a while, and finally closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and said lightly:

"Okay, the 'opening animation' is over, and the 'game' is officially beginning."

‘…but why is my hands trembling all the time? Why doesn’t I have the strength to get up? Why can’t I stand up now?’

‘Why? It’s very simple, because I’m scared:’

‘Even though I have just experienced death, I am still afraid of death itself.’

‘After both parents died, I thought I would never be sad again; after living alone, I thought my will was indestructible; after Su Ya left, I thought my heart would not be touched again.’

'But the facts of the past and present prove that these are just a joke. Before this, I was just an otaku, a cowardly and powerless otaku. And I am a coward who has seen a corner until now, but has not made the final enlightenment. I am still wandering in front of the door, timid and afraid, wanting to escape back to the comfort zone.'

‘The collection of [Hero] concepts? This is really sad and ridiculous.’

He had just regained his life and had no time to show his strength, but was beaten back by the harsh reality, making him realize before everything was irreversible, that he was really just a little citizen who had never experienced and faced too much suffering in his past life, and had never even seen the dead and injured with his own eyes. Not to mention a hero, he could not even be called a qualified soldier at this moment!

I don’t even have the most basic enlightenment in my heart, only some instincts that I can say are half-baked to help others and the world - he is nothing now.

Enqi looked down at his hands that were constantly trembling, and asked with self-deprecating questions:

‘Neqidu, if the world really faces an end crisis, can you survive? How many people you value can survive? And how many will die helplessly in front of you?’

‘If you don’t want to repeat this fear again, if you don’t want to experience this sadness again, if you don’t want to face this despair in the future...what choice should you make?’

He clenched his fists hard, his nails were deeply engraved in his palms, and a trace of burning red slowly flowed down.

At the same time, from the depths of his heart, he answered in a natural and calm voice that seemed to be so natural and peaceful:

‘No need to question, no need to search, no need to thirst, isn’t the answer you want to get always there?’

‘If everyone just hides in their own nests and tries to survive by prayer and the salvation of others, who else can stand up and save the world in disaster?’

"...Ah, yes, I'm [Hero], that's all, that's all."

The originally trembling body straightened up again and the originally panicked expression returned to calm, and the originally scattered eyes burst out with a more firm light:

‘Then, it’s time to make your own true enlightenment-’

‘Even if you know that you fail, even if you know that you will die, even if you know that you are meaningless, even if you don’t understand, even if you don’t support you, even if you have sufficient excuses and facts, even if you are forced to go out to fight in women’s clothing, even if you have to stand on the opposite side of the world, even if you transform into a demon king who destroys everything, even if you can’t do anything…’

"I will do my best to stop all the disasters in front of me, do my best to restore all the tragedies that my hands can touch, and do my best to save all the self-rescue who will not give up easily!"
Chapter completed!