Chapter 894 "Scale Man" (Fifteen)

At night, the ground temperature was still very high, but without the overly hot sun, everyone felt better.

The air-conditioning is concentrated in the gathering place in the city center. The tired and tired people rest separately, and the boundaries are not clearly drawn.

Like Panhong and Panqing, there are many families now composed of humans and scale people. Although many of them have the current situation of "they were hated and abandoned by their blood relatives because they became scaly people, and now they are embarrassed and confused", but most of the relatives still have love for each other, and they cuddle up and fall asleep together at this time. The warmth remains.

Panqing wiped the sweat from his forehead and stood up while exhaling, without putting down the wrench and other tools in his hand.

The camera moved up, and there were several tall mechas standing in front of her. More than the mechas were containers. They were the indispensable "material warehouses" for the great migration in a few days. Soldiers selected by Rui personally would serve as Mecha pilots, guard everyone's food, water and medical supplies.

Pan Hong came over covered in cold moonlight and rubbed Pan Qing's head.

"Thank you for your hard work," he said.

Pan Qing shook her head. While she was in charge of modifying the mecha, Pan Hong and Rui were also busy with other things. Everyone was working hard.

"He said he wanted to end it." Pan Hong tilted his head in one direction, "Do you want to go?"

"Um."

Panqing knew who his brother was talking about.

The two of them walked outside together and soon reached the edge of the giant pit. There was originally a lake, and the gurgling spring track would pass through it to circulate the water flow, but since the temperature rose sharply, it has also been evaporated dry.

Rui, Abo, and Aliu stood at the front. Shu Zhen and Amber were not there. They were replaced by the scale people who followed Rui before and some of the scale people who escaped from the experimental base.

A mecha stood there like a torture rack, with Yan soldiers hanging directly in front.

His limbs were firmly fixed, just like those scaly people who once stretched out on the operating table.

In the huge pit, there were huge piles of scales and scale ash, stacked high, like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. After taking stock of the surveillance images of the experimental base flashing before his eyes, he couldn't help but close his eyes in pain.

A burst of tragic music sounded, and a flame ignited in Rui's palm.

He knelt in front of the hill-like pile of scales and placed his hands lightly on their surface.

Under the quiet night sky, the bones burned silently.

Pan Hong didn't feel a lot of heat. The fire in front of him was not orange-red, but a blue-purple color that was more cold-toned. The shadow of the fire swayed, showing a magnificent coldness under the moonlight, but it was also solemn. The tongues of fire were like epiphyllums that were about to bid farewell to the world in an instant, gradually melting into light spots and dispersing in the night sky.

Ray's face turned sad.

"Rest in peace," he whispered.

Everyone present looked sentimental, but Yan Bing's expression was dark and unclear. There were many emotions in his eyes and the curve of his lips. It was difficult to figure out at the moment, but what was confirmed was that he was definitely not sad or guilty.

"it's a pity."

When Rui walked towards this side, Yan Bing said, "They can obviously be of great use during migration."

"As long as you take it out, burn it in front of people and convert it into energy, they will definitely be impressed by this power. At this time, if you give a speech, there will definitely be emotional people who will repent for it and be willing to use the rest of their lives to make up for the crimes they have committed against the scale people. sins - and your rule will be much more stable."

Rui looked at him expressionlessly.

Then he lowered his head and punched Yan Bing hard in the abdomen.

"Pfft!"

Yan Bing spat out a mouthful of blood in embarrassment, but the smile on his face did not diminish.

"You're not good at leading people, and you don't know how to play politics." He smiled gracefully, "Rui, since you don't want to kill me, you might as well use me."

Rui today gave a strict order that humans or scales were not allowed to harm each other, let alone murder. Therefore, Yan Bing is very sure that he will not die yet - he is also a scale man and is protected by the iron law of "not killing fellow humans".

The eyes of all the people, including Pan Hong, were ignited with angry flames. Abo's face was ashen and he was about to step forward, but Rui had already reached out and grabbed Yan Bing's neck.

Yan Bing struggled in pain, his facial features distorted. When the smile on his face completely disappeared, Rui let go of his hand.

"Dr. Carter."

Rui turned around and said politely to the old woman who was already a little rickety, "Leave it to you."

Dr. Carter sighed and nodded slowly.

Most of the researchers at the experimental base are dead. Yan Bing is indeed valuable in providing data and intelligence.

When the scale people who escaped from the base showed unwilling expressions, Rui turned around again, and with a "clang" sound, one of Yan Bing's arms was cut off by a long sword as thin as a needle, and the wound was burning with flames, but there was no blood. Spurted out, only the arm fell to the ground and rolled several meters away.

"Uh-huh...!"

Yan Bing suddenly cried out in pain, his restrained limbs shook, and his face was covered with sweat from pain.

Rui didn't do anything else, the long sword went out with a "hoo", and he walked towards Pan Hong.

Behind her, Dr. Carter began her inquiry. Pan Hong opened his mouth but said nothing, and walked to the residence with Rui and other scale people. A Bo, A Liu and Pan Qing who were taking notes were left to accompany Dr. Carter to continue the interrogation.

The scene turned, on the rooftop, Rui was sitting on the ground leaning against the side wall, and Pan Hong was sitting cross-legged next to him, both of them looking into the distance.

It was dark there, without the bright lights of the past, and only the moonlight shrouded the buildings coldly.

After a long time, Pan Hong scratched his head and said, "Well... if you want to cry, please tell me first?"

Rui glanced at him, no longer bothering to have any mood swings.

"...Is it right to let everyone evolve into scale humans?" Rui looked up at the sky.

Pan Hong was speechless for a moment, a rare silence.

"I thought that one day everything would return to its original state, but reality forced everyone to move forward." Rui's voice dropped.

Pan Hong's expression moved slightly.

He turned his head and saw Rui's side face.

It turns out that this guy had also hoped in his heart that the "scale disease" would be cured.

Like many scale people.

Just like him who believed in Yan Bing before.

A finger poked Rui's face, and the fingertip touched the diamond-shaped hard scales under his eyes.

Rui: "...what are you doing?"

Pan Hong suddenly realized it, smiled dryly, took back his hand, and scratched the back of his head.

"Well, how should I put it, just..."

He rubbed his head randomly, making his already frizzy hair even more messy.

"It's very sad." Pan Hong said.

"What?" Rui was slightly startled.

"If it weren't for the associated... sufferings, wouldn't things like scales be quite pretty? What are you talking about?"

Pan Hong turned from sitting to kneeling, and then he said "Uh-huh" and lay down completely.

Then he turned around, lying on his back on the ground and said:

"I feel so sorry for you."

Rui blinked.

"Have you started The Riddler too?" he asked in a calm tone.

Pan Hong raised his arms in frustration and blocked his eyes.

"When I think about how I tried so hard to persuade you to get treatment... in fact, 'treatment' is like... ahhhh, my conscience is already eating me up!"

He jumped up from the ground and lay on the wall beside the rooftop, banging his forehead against the wall in anger and sadness.

Rui was silent for a few seconds and smiled.

"It's strange that you also have times like this." He squinted and said lukewarmly.

"Yes, yes, you can say sarcastic words as much as you want, condemn me as much as you want..."

Panhong's front was pressed against the wall like a dried salted fish, slowly sliding down.

Rui could comfort him by saying, "He who doesn't know is not guilty," or he could tell him in simpler and more straightforward terms, "It's not your fault," but Rui said nothing in the end.

Pan Hong muttered for a while, then suddenly stood up and faced Rui face to face again.

"Think about it!"

Rui looked at the dust on his face: "...?"

"Starting tomorrow, I will apologize to them one by one whenever I get the chance!"

Pan Hong clenched his fist and waved, "No, we can start with you now!"

He stood up and bowed over ninety degrees to Rui: "——I'm sorry!"

Rui was speechless.

"——When I didn't know the truth, I became Yan Bing's accomplice and pushed you into a pit of fire. I'm sorry!" Pan Hong continued.

He waited for a while, but when he didn't hear Rui's voice, he raised his big painted face that was messy with the wall dust.

“I feel guilty for trying so hard to send the scale people to that so-called ‘medical base’ and letting you suffer instead of being rescued.

"but……

"Just feeling guilty is useless!

“Guilt and regret can’t undo anything!”

The night wind blew Pan Hong's messy hair, and his eyes sparkled in the moonlight.

"So, from now on I will do my best to make up for my mistakes!"

Pan Hong paused, and his firm eyebrows softened.

"Same for you Rui, the past and the future, those are not things we have to consider at this time.

"The most important thing is now!"

Rui's eyes, which had been slightly surprised just now, were now filled with helplessness again.

"Here we go again," he complained less coolly, "You're so long-winded."

"What!...It's necessary to be verbose. If you don't say it, how can everyone understand each other!"

Panhong sat down cross-legged again.

Rui turned his face and looked into the distance, a smile appeared on his lips, which was more like a natural curve at this time.

"ah."

He fell back and leaned against the side wall.

"Planning, calculation, organization, manipulation...get out of here."

Rui's voice, even when he said such slightly rude words, was very pleasant and not abrupt.

"Whether you are a human or a scale human, it is enough to work hard to survive before choosing your own future and life."

"Step by step.

“The goal now is to find new oases.”

His voice floated in the night sky, and after a while, Panhong said "ah".

"Then do it," he said. "I'll help you."

…

Qin Jue slowly crossed his arms.

To be honest, she understands this kind of comradeship very well, but this scene, this person, this dialogue, this storyboard, this close-up... is it a little too gay?

From the corner of his eye, he noticed that Lin Rou, Su Su and Xu Shuangshuang both had "oh oh oh!" expressions on their faces, and Qin Jue couldn't help but rub his arms.

Although Fang Youwen is good at realistic-style shooting, with the assistance of photography director Wu Ying, he can also master this romantic style very well.

Feeling Qin Jue's suspicious gaze, Fang Youwen blinked innocently.

"The women's market, the women's market." He said with a faint tone, "We should respect the emotional needs of our sisters. It's so hard for girls to work and study. If you watch something happy, you will have motivation in life. Don't you think so, monitor?" "

"..." Qin Jue twitched the corner of his mouth and silently moved his eyes back to the big screen.

Do Liu Zhe and Nie Xingliang know what you are thinking in your mind?

On another thought, their blue team also seems to be orange, forget it, that's fine.

But no joke, this short night talk has enriched the image of Pan Hong and Rui again, adding character arcs at the right time, which is very touching.

Qin Jue will empathize with Rui more, because she has also had the experience of being a leader in difficult and chaotic times.

Many times, leaders are calm and steady in controlling the situation, but in the dead of night, they will ask themselves and repeatedly speculate whether their decisions and arrangements are more beneficial or more harmful.

A decision is related to tens of thousands of lives, and a misjudgment may ruin the future of many comrades.

This pressure is difficult to describe.

That's why some people say that the one who carries the most in the crowd is their leader.

It is also because of this that Pan Hong's preciousness is reflected.

Qin Jue vaguely remembers that there are several criticisms mentioned in the online film reviews, mainly focusing on the male protagonist Pan Hong.

People think he is too "great and glorious", and is not as vivid and three-dimensional as the male supporting actor Rui Lai. He is like a standard good man template. His recklessness, blind trust and loan kindness in the early stage are even more annoying. Some people even commented that he is "a moral hypocrite who is more disgusting than Yan Bing".

However, seeing now, Qin Jue has his own judgment on such remarks.

The audience who questioned Pan Hong often thinks that such a saint does not exist in reality.

No one can be so passionate and sincere, no one can face mistakes and guilt bravely and frankly, and no one can quickly cheer up after repeated setbacks, and continue to move forward with those negative emotions and sad past, and never change their original intentions from beginning to end, generous all the way, and sing all the way.

But it is precisely because such people are rare that they are precious in "Scale Man".

The world needs "Pan Hong".

Not many, just one or two are enough.

Such people are either the mainstay in the surging waves, or the indispensable soul figures in the changes of the times.

Qin Jue has a little prediction.

She looked at Yuan Xiao and got the answer from his eyes.

Her attention was focused back on the giant screen. After a smooth transition of light, the Scaled People and humans officially embarked on the journey of great migration.

Needless to say, the transition plot here is another super show.

The camera pushes, pulls, and pans, and the beautiful natural scenery is presented to the audience. The blue sky, the bright sunlight, the mecha flying low, and the crowd is like a long snake, forming a dark thin belt between the mountains.

Not long after, natural disasters followed one after another, whether it was a volcanic eruption or a storm attack. The oppressive power of heaven and earth is awe-inspiring. The picture moves to a close-up, and the rescue team led by Pan Hong and Rui shuttles through the mountains and dense forests, doing their best to protect every companion. The camera turns again, in the temporary habitat, Rui releases a small flame from his palm, and several flames slowly float up like sky lanterns, mourning the soldiers and people who died in the disaster.

Under natural disasters, the Scaled People and humans are equally vulnerable.

The huge migration team became "thinner" visibly. When the transition section was suspended, the audience began to slow down their breathing, and some people even touched their chests.

Although the last few minutes were not fierce fighting scenes, the powerlessness and panic that arise when facing natural disasters and other force majeure are really gripping. Just watching, everyone feels that they have walked on the edge of life and death countless times like the migration team in the picture.

However, Fang Youwen did not give the audience more breathing time, and the contradictions in the temporary gathering place were on the verge of breaking out again.

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