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Chapter 746: Chapter 743 - "Fly towards the spring.

"Swoosh!"

Thousands of white feathers soared, like a stupendous snowfall.

Countless, stark white Flying Birds—they fearlessly speared towards the vivid red tubing, using their bodies to shield Noah from the onslaught.

Until they were thoroughly pierced, their feathers soaked in crimson, their bodies weakly plummeting—

Doomsday City had nurtured many precious creatures; the Flying Birds were among them.

They were aggressive, proud, and valued their freedom. If humans tried to forcibly control them, they would crash into walls and perish by their own will.

But only one person could make them submit, make them fight for him.

He shared the Flying Birds’ nature and temperament. During the Dawn War that year, he fought in the sky, his blond hair fluttering, his stance as free and fearless as the birds.

—The new century’s Flying Bird.

Accompanied by intense flames, the fiery Noah summoned the Flying Birds. Facing the scarlet light, his wristwatch tightly pressed against the Dawn System, he endured the agonizing emotional pain.

He gasped, wailed, yet did not retreat. It was as if his bones were ropes, solidly fixing him in place.

...

[86%, 87%, 88%...]

...

"Flap—flap—" Feathers fluttered tumultuously, filled with a light rustling sound. The blond youth turned his head, feathers sticking to his face, his expression pained, his face covered in the cold sweat of enduring Emotional Resonance.

In this situation,

he actually smiled slightly at Su Ming’an, who was similarly covered in blood. It seemed like he was comforting him.

You see,

it will be alright.

"..."

Su Ming’an had always known that Noah would stand by his side.

Even in the most difficult times, when even Sen and the others were willing to abandon him, Noah never faltered, always loyal to him.

But all this was merely because...

—he had forcibly manipulated Noah’s emotions, turning the free Flying Bird into someone who only cared for him.

—his Skill had clipped the wings of the Flying Bird, making Noah willingly stay by his side, giving everything for him.

Thirty-two years into the Catastrophe, Zone Eleven. Amid the fragrance of tea, Noah, bound by full affection Skill, was forced to kneel and pledge allegiance to Su Ming’an. At that time, had Noah ever questioned what "free will" really meant?

When affectionately calling out "Grandfather," embracing Su Ming’an’s arm, did Noah remember his initial extreme distrust of Su Ming’an?

But now,

amid the vast sea of Flying Birds, Su Ming’an heard his voice, saw those eyes mingling crimson and bright blue, bright enough to split the night—

"Grandfather."

"—Every word we say, every action we take, every choice we make, is based on our understanding of the past, the future, and the world, forming an inevitability."

"—But we can’t know if these ’foundations’ were fed to us by others, hence, whether someone controls me, is forever unknowable."

"So,"

Half of Noah’s face hidden in the brilliant red of warning colors, he looked like a lone warrior in battle, his profile tinged with solemn hues. The surrounding noise seemed very distant.

From a distance, he looked at Su Ming’an, who was staunchly guarding the door, and smiled slightly:

"I like you, and it doesn’t matter whether something is controlling me or not."

"From the beginning, through the middle, until now, I have never regretted it. I think even in the future, I won’t regret it."

"—I love you, and it has nothing to do with you."

...

Su Ming’an’s breath caught slightly.

Noah’s gaze was resolute.

In the Ruined World, "love" always carried complex and profound meanings; it was not confined by romantic affection nor shackled by desire.

Even if it’s faith, an anchor, hope, a simple blessing — that too is "love".

Noah had long since realized his inexplicable fondness for Su Ming’an. He had thought about breaking free from this strange fondness.

But on that day — when Su Ming’an pushed open the gates of the City of Gods — Noah vividly remembered what Su Ming’an looked like — he was like an angel bathed in light, opening the gates of Paradise for humanity.

In the Ruined World, there was no tomorrow. Cold winters and Eternal Night, pain and dullness were the norm... and what Su Ming’an had to do was to fight against the Deities with the power of a mortal, to struggle against this cruel and desperate order.

This was the most dangerous, the hardest, the most difficult thing to achieve.

So, Noah thought,

for someone who could accomplish this,

— he could willingly immerse himself in this sudden emotion, without doubting, without resisting, entrusting all his trust to Su Ming’an.

— he was willing to pour all his emotions into Su Ming’an, without asking questions, without words, without overthinking, becoming the most foolish "wise man".

— he was willing to act cute and play dumb like a big golden retriever, ignoring all dissonance and reflection until the last moment of his life.

Pure, fiery, burning with the intense heat of love, the determination to burn everything, the will to turn everything upside down — this is love, for a friend, this is love.

Because Noah believed,

such a person could definitely bring about the hoped-for, yet unreachable "Revival of All Things".

Su Ming’an deserved to be loved.

...

[Mu Team (9:23): Leave here first!]

...

The blue text flashed, and Su Ming’an saw Mu Team’s prompt.

"What about Noah?" said Su Ming’an.

If he left here, even if Noah succeeded in invading the Dawn System, the Mechanical Army that followed would overwhelm him.

...

[Mu Team (9:23): His progress can last up to 100%, you need to go to the central control console to take over the authority now! Forget about him.]

...

Su Ming’an looked back at Noah; he was still closely attached to the Dawn System, embracing it like a fiery heart, his blonde hair billowing like a Sunflower glistening brightly.

The inability to move into the future of Two Dimensions, the enticing imprisonment of the Ruler, the heavy responsibility of the Nine Thrones, the empathetic emotions that could shatter one’s being.

Even though his body was filled with chains,

his posture was as free as a Flying Bird.

Seeing Su Ming’an look back, Noah tugged at the corner of his mouth and smiled again. He could barely speak now, his ears filled with the resounding voices of Empathy, his senses blurred to the extreme.

"Grandson, you don’t need to risk everything." Noah’s voice was barely audible:

"The one who can endure the limits for you... can be me."

"Go, forget about me."

"If you can bring back spring, if you can carry humanity’s difficult Destiny into the future..."

Like a silent statue, a glimmer of light in the mist, Noah finally could not make a sound, he just slightly parted his lips, maintaining the posture of leaning towards Su Ming’an, silently uttering his last words —

...

...

Go.

— Take my place and fly towards the spring.

...

...

["You must master both the heavy and the good, so you can also compete with the light."]

["The most splendid aspect of being human is that he is always in some limitation, yet he can still make an effort to move forward."]

[— Love, Desire, and Compassion]

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