Misun finally arrived at her destination.
The broken walls shed their skin, many viaducts in the sky were broken in the middle, and only the ferocious steel bars were left. Yellow sand filled the sky, and stones and sand were piled on the ground. This wasteland tells its sorrow, and anyone who sees it will think that it is all thanks to the war. However, this war took place ten star years ago. Until now, no one will clean it up, and it has been forgotten along with the war. And this has become the most damaged place in the ninth galaxy.
Mi Si dragged his aching little body up to the ruins, and from the highest point looked down at the trance-like world moving away from him. He thought of his adoptive mother Ace's words.
Ace: "Baby, do you know the most beautiful place in the ninth galaxy?"
Mi Si lowered his head sadly and was immersed in his own world and did not respond.
Ace pretended to ignore Misi's disappointed silence, or maybe she didn't want to reply in the first place.
Ace continued: "'Shengshu' is the most beautiful. As long as we jump off the highest point of Shengshu, we can escape from this world forever. Find the fastest way to freedom. God will take you home there, back to our world, our home."
Hearing what Ace said, a glimmer of light flashed through Misi's originally gloomy eyes: "Will we die?"
Ace smiled with satisfaction when he saw Misi's disappointed reaction, "That's relief, we shouldn't be here."
After getting the affirmative answer, Mi Si's mood was extremely high, but it was fleeting and surrounded by an inexplicable sadness, and tears fell uncontrollably. Ace saw Mi Si's cold temperament when he was crying, and he immediately broke down and cried with him.
The place where Mi Sichuan was in front of him was Shengsui. Mi Sichuan's small body trembled with the cold wind, and a voice came out of his mind: "Go to hell."
However, this sound did not frighten him. Facing death, he did not feel the fear but instead became happy.
He sighed softly: "It hurts so much." His body fell with tears.
Ace, please don't lie to me.
...
Wu Luo looked at the confident young mecha master standing in front of him and touched his head: "Xiaomi, let's go home."
Purpose: The redemption of tenderness and depression