MTL - Dreadful Radio Game-v3 Chapter 1074 Human choice

Litchi left the train, there was no madness, and there was no way to continue hysteria. She looked calm, but in her body, she had lost her previous spirit and heroism.

The poison has spread, and her consciousness has not been able to enter the broadcast. For her, life has actually entered the countdown. Perhaps, compared with the vitality and the fundamental dissipation, it’s all empty and hard. It is the most difficult to accept.

This point, but let Chen Ru catch up, Chen Ru has always used lychee as his goal of catching up. Nowadays, both women have got the same ending for their own madness.

Liang Boss looked at the seriously injured solution in his arms, and looked at the lychee floating above. He didn't go up and chase the lychee, but continued to look at the solution.

Some things, not that he does not understand, but that he is afraid to see too clearly.

The rest of the audience, including the fat man, the monk and the Buddha, are also waiting quietly.

They don't know what kind of ending they will face in the future.

Su Yuhang is dead, Litchi is gone, what will happen in the train?

"呜呜呜........................"

The train suspended in the air suddenly turned on again.

This is a signal.

Everyone below stood up and looked into the air.

Train, is this going to leave?

Then,

What about broadcasting?

Who is the broadcast?

or,

Does the broadcast still exist?

The door of the train reopened at this time and landed slowly.

Although the people still don't know the situation, the meaning is already obvious. Everyone except Chen Ru has re-entered the carriage.

The train started again and slowly accelerated.

Everyone who survived was sitting in their place, they were waiting for the sound of the broadcast, but the broadcast did not give them any sound.

next moment,

A word of life appeared in front of them.

This is the name card they left when they came. Now the broadcast house is returned to them?

No one is going to act rashly, they are so easy to survive, this time naturally seems more cautious.

The first to be shot is the monk, who took his life card in his hand. The next moment, the life card dissipated, and the monk was intact.

The fat god's **** also wrapped the name card, the same situation, the life card disappeared.

Foye reached out and held the name card, and the life card also disappeared.

Someone started, the following things are simple, everyone has pinched their own name cards.

"Is this what it means to end?" Hills asked.

He doesn't know who he is talking about, but he still needs to ask.

However, no one responded to him.

next moment,

The train began to oscillate, and next to everyone, there was another door.

Some people understand it, and some people don’t understand it. The monk’s hands are combined and a Buddha’s number is read:

"Amitabha, if you want to continue, continue to sit here, want to end, go inside.

One step is man, one step is god,

You,

Choose your own. ”

Nowadays, the monk understands it. He smiles helplessly. The monk is most concerned about causality. But at this moment, he knows that the cause and effect he owes is no longer clear.

The monk got up and walked into the door. Then the monk walked out of it, but he came out with a serious look, as if he had changed a person, he sat back in his position and closed his eyes.

"Mom, don't you play anymore, his mother's, big white, hey, have a chance to drink together?" The fat god's **** is floating in front of the door, he is hesitant and somewhat sad.

It is the fantasy of most people to change from person to god, but it is a nightmare of God.

The fat man can't bear his own strength, and he can't bear the feeling of being a god.

But he is more aware that this is the choice that the person deliberately opened up for them.

It is to continue this unending game. After the end of the world, go to the next world as a cannon fodder, or to be honest, return to the previous world and live your life.

The fat man feels that he has no choice but to really choose.

"Big white, will you still come out? Can I see my son again?"

The fat man hesitated in front of the door,

Then shouted:

"If there is a chance, let's take a look at us. I have any good things, I will give it to you, I will give it to you, will you not?"

The voice just fell, the fat god’s **** penetrated into the door.

next moment,

A complete fat man with a physical body walked out of the door and, like the previous monk, sat back in his original position with no expression.

Sears sat there with a cold eye, which is actually an attitude.

"Ha ha."

A middle-aged man stood up,

"I want to go back and see my son."

The old firefighter walked into the door and he walked back again.

Liang Boss is holding up his solution, and his actions have surprised many people, because no one has thought that Liang Bo is actually willing to give up.

"This is no better ending, for us."

Liang Boss looked at his unconscious solution in his arms.

"You should also agree with my choice?"

In the next moment, Liang Boss took the solution and walked into the door.

Then, coming out of the door, the new Liang Boss and the restored solution, they sat back to their original position coldly.

Buddha is still sitting there,

When the monk and the fat man had chosen to leave, he still did not move.

In the midst of it,

Buddha is like a pair of eyes looking at himself.

With a doubt and question.

Buddha smiled slightly,

Road:

"They are gone, I am afraid that you are alone, lonely."

Lord Buddha looked around again.

The people who have gone are gone, and some are clones.

"I have no regrets, and I have nothing to worry about.

Those who want to leave, have already left, these clones, after all, can not match the deity.

They don't want to go, they are also for themselves.

Speaking of the head,

I have to keep one person,

The next time you fight,

I really want to help you fight, I want to help you continue. ”

Foye said his reasons,

He can't let go, and he can't think of it. It's better to go back instead of going back. At the very least, when the broadcast needs to attack the next world,

There will be a person holding a hatchet and killing it with one knife and one knife.

Not only for your own survival,

More for your own friends.

Hills shrugged and reached for a knock on the window.

"Are there people getting off?"

No one responded.

The person who wants to leave has already left. Most people still don’t want to go back to the ordinary people.

"Then let's drive." Hills shouted with a smile. "Right, I'm going to talk to you about it. If you want to get a testimony this time, you can design it better and be more comfortable." Don't give me a place to eat a cup of ice and snow."