Star Dome: The opening made Black Tower regret for life

Chapter 431 The Eve of the Final Battle

"It seems that Mr. Jiang Fan is not interested in this." Zhou Ri glanced at Jiang Fan and said lightly, "The content of the letter is nothing more than daily greetings, and her experiences in traveling around the world."

After a pause, he continued, "Just when I was wondering what the letter had to do with the meeting, the dreamer, Mr. Gophermu, asked me if I knew who wrote the letter."

"How could I not recognize my sister's handwriting? I told Master Meng that it was my sister's handwriting. Why did Master Meng go up the mountain to visit my brother and me for our daily affairs?"

"The dreamer did not answer, but asked me if I knew where the robin was now."

"According to the content of the letter, she was on a tour in Castelinyat, but I didn't expect the dreamer to ask me if I knew that she was almost hit by a stray bullet."

"Castellynart, a war broke out on that planet. That's why my sister chose that planet as her destination. In order to spread harmony and save lives on the planet, she chose to go to the front line herself."

"She hopes to soothe people's pain with her singing, and is willing to use her own flesh and blood to provide assistance to the company's relief supplies..." Zhou Ri took a deep breath, "As for what happened later, I think Mr. Jiang Fan should know better than me."

After Sunday's light words fell, everyone turned their heads and looked at Jiang Fan, wanting to explore the truth of the matter in more detail and the reasons that led Sunday to order.

Facing everyone's fiery gazes, Jiang Fan was frightened and had the illusion that he was a hundred-dollar bill dropped into the slums.

But in the eyes of everyone, he still looked as steady as an old dog, leaning quietly on the sofa, breathing steadily, as if he was sleeping soundly.

"Haha... War is ruthless, and so are stray bullets. On the eve of the parade, Mr. Jiang Fan showed up in Castelinyat for some unknown reason, sneaked into the venue a day in advance, and took away all the audio equipment."

"But it was also because of Mr. Jiang Fan that the robin was spared from the stray bullet..."

"While helping the company deliver relief supplies, a stray bullet flew towards Robin." Sunday said softly, "If it weren't for Mr. Jiang Fan's protection, even if my sister's vitals were not injured, I'm afraid her life would be in danger. Once again, I express my gratitude to you."

"But in the final analysis, that is the limitation and dilemma of Tongxie. No matter how great the vision of using the strong to support the weak is, it is mostly just wishful thinking. After all, none of us can guarantee that there will not be another stray bullet."

"Similarly, I have prepared one last question and one last choice for you, but please rest assured that this choice will not bring any heavy consequences." Sunday said slowly.

"In fact, nothing will happen, because this is just a fantasy, a nightmare that has haunted me for countless nights... If you have the opportunity to make the same choice as me..."

"Will you still support the robin in his journey of harmony?"

Xing and Sanyueqi looked at each other subconsciously, shock unconcealed in their pupils.

I thought that there was indeed something hidden between Jiang Fan and the robin, but I didn't expect it to be a clichéd story of a hero saving a beautiful girl...

I guess only innocent girls like Robin believe in those beautiful fairy tales, such as "I can't repay your kindness, so I can only pledge my love to you"...

But then again, they finally knew why Jiang Fan wanted to send Jingliu and Bai Heng away. Not to mention whether Jingliu would remain rational, Bai Heng would probably cry, make a scene, or even commit suicide if he knew about it...

"This is obviously an easy question. Is he soft-hearted because of the relationship between his sister and Jiang Fan?" Xing glanced at Jiang Fan and said in a low voice, "Sister control is not a disease, it is a lifestyle! I think he must respect his sister's choice!"

"But how did you know? It is great to help the weak with the strong, but if it comes at such a price, if I were your sister, I would definitely not agree." March Seven also lowered his voice.

"But that's what sister control is like. Even if he is a hundred percent unwilling in his heart, he will still respect his sister's ideas in the end. So it's okay to trust me!" Xing patted San Yue Qi's shoulder.

Looking at Xing's confident expression, Sanyue Qixin said that you said the same thing twice before, but the results were not good. It's wrong to believe you...

"I choose to support the robin in his journey of harmony." Xing made the final decision.

"Ha...I see." The sound of a deep breath of relief turned the screen black.

The spotlight went from warm to dim, and all the floating memories on the stage were pushed away. In the light of the crystal chandelier, Sunday appeared with his back to them, facing Jiang Fan who was resting with his eyes closed, and took a deep breath.

"I understand your opinions." Sunday turned slowly and glanced at the members of the Star Train. "I raise these questions only to illustrate one point."

"Pinocone's predicament cannot be saved by harmony. The only way to truly build a dream paradise is to force the weak to order."

"What about immortality? Have you ever considered switching sides?" Xing couldn't help but interrupt.

"The road to immortality is broad, but it is not what I seek, nor is it the image of paradise in my heart." Sunday shook his head, "I know how painful it is for people when they are tortured, how confused they are when they lose their way, how frustrated they are when things go against their wishes, and even how desperate they are..."

"All this makes me miserable because this is not happiness at all."

"We must teach the weak how to live happily. This life is not the kind of life that celebrities and nobles talk about, but the absolute way of survival for human beings."

Xing was a little dazed after listening to this, and suddenly she felt as if Zhou Ri had a red scarf tied around his body. The whole person looked so red and so dazzling that she almost burst into tears and shouted out loud.

If she was really an ordinary resident living in Pinoconi, then she was probably one of the people who shouted, "Brother Sunday, keep this glass of wine warm, and I will cut off Shipe's dog head and give it to you."

But different positions lead to different politics, and different politics lead to different ideas. There are not so many ifs in this world, so she is destined not to agree with Sunday’s beautiful ideal.

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