Chapter 37 Weight

"A thousand! What a joke!"

This was the first time Mikael had seen Sakura angry. Her voice was not sharp, even a little suppressed, but it was undoubtedly real anger. Standing next to her, you could even feel a slight chill.

But the anger was not directed at Harris.

"Are you shocked? Ha... Although when I first learned about this, my reaction was not much better than yours."

"How much serum can be provided by all the patients in the world? We seriously suspect that they are deliberately spreading collapsing disease among ordinary people like us in order to obtain enough serum. The drugs they give us to treat us are basically Some placebos like saline and glucose, they are letting us die so that the so-called big shots can live longer!”

Harris suddenly turned around and grabbed Mikael by the collar. His hands were shaking violently, but he had no strength to lift Mikael. He could only push him weakly against the elevator wall.

Sakura instantly pulled out her pistol, pointing the gun directly at Harris and Aldemir. Aldemir also wanted to take out his pistol, but he suddenly realized that there were no bullets in the gun and it had no deterrent effect.

"Sakura! Don't be impulsive!"

Mikael quickly signaled Sakura to put down the gun, but Sakura remained unmoved.

Harris' hand on Mikael's collar gradually loosened, but the anger in his eyes did not diminish by half. While looking at each other, Mikael could clearly see the dense bloodshot eyes in the white of his one eye, as if these bloodshot eyes would turn into cracks at the next moment, and then the turbid eyeball would directly disintegrate.

He knew that the man in front of him had a broken mentality.

The huge blow of reality, the endless entanglement of the disease, the extreme lack of material, and the despair of watching one familiar person die after another for thirty days but being unable to do anything...

Sure enough, the next moment, this man who could be called a tough guy from any angle squatted down with his head in his hands and cried bitterly.

"Why……"

Mikael could only turn his gaze to the younger Aldemir, "So, Harris ran away from the official hospital? The 502nd Hospital of Dagon District?"

"Yes, there were still thousands of people in the neighborhood who had not evacuated at that time. He came back here and revealed the truth. In the end, we chose to stay here with him."

"Why bother... You should know that if you stay here, you will either die from the Honkai Disease or be killed by the Honkai Beast... In fact, the ending will be the same."

Mikael has never hated himself as much as he does now. He even doubted whether the person who spoke at that moment was himself? How mean and cold-blooded does he have to be to say that calmly and calmly: In fact, the ending is the same...

To the onlooker, the outcome is indeed the same, but to the person in front of him, it means hunger, death, and the end and dissolution of everything.

mean……

Doesn't exist.

no longer exists.

means the end.

But Aldemir seemed to have expected that he would say this. He replied seriously: "Actually, at the beginning, everyone was just hot-headed and stayed without realizing the consequences. Afterwards, it was not that no one left to join the municipal government. Hall... But I still think, well, there was a movie before. I don’t know if you have seen it. The villain asked the protagonist why he still struggled and resisted when his fate had already been written. The protagonist’s lines were: Even if the final outcome is already determined, I still have to decide the way to get there.”

Mikael pursed his lips, and Sakura put down the gun silently.

Harris wiped away his tears, stood up slowly, and added in a hoarse voice:

"Of course, there is one more thing, that is... we have always had a faint hope. What if the coalition government can discover something strange here? What if they send people to investigate? We must survive and count the days. Go down, live to the last person, live to the last moment... We don’t desire salvation, and we can’t be saved. We just want to tell the world what happened here!”

"Okay...this is actually an idealistic statement - the fact is that we are already walking zombies, and even we don't know why we have to force ourselves to continue living..."

The chandelier above the head flickered, and the light and shadow in the entire confined space began to beat. Mikael took a deep breath to try to calm down. At this moment, the elevator stopped at the 39th floor, the doors opened to both sides, and Mikael and Sakura rushed out as if they were running away.

There were not many survivors left, so Harris simply gathered them all on the 39th floor.

The neighborhood was cut off from water and electricity. They collected a lot of mineral water and bottled water from supermarkets, but it was not easy to sustain life with this fresh water, and it was even more impossible to wash themselves.

Therefore, you can only imagine what kind of smell can be found in a small and enclosed space.

Most of the survivors are still on the first floor, and they will have to rest for a while before coming up. As for the people who stayed here, Mikael took a rough look and found that the purple lines on their bodies had spread to their chests and cheeks, and even ran into their eyes like lines of backward tears...

With such a condition, it seems that it won’t be long before I die...

Aldemir knelt on one knee in front of a woman as skinny as a mummy, dipped a little drinking water into her fingers, and applied it on her pale and curled lips.

The woman closed her eyes, as if she had no strength to open them.

Water slid down from the corner of her mouth, washing out a pale river along the dirt on her cheeks. Her lips opened slightly, making a whimper as thin as a mosquito. Her tongue was sandwiched between her teeth, but she couldn't lick the water stains on her lips.

"That's his mother." Harris said calmly.

The woman didn't know whether she heard Harris' words or felt her son's body temperature. She raised her head with all her strength and opened her eyes a barely perceptible gap.

Mikael saw something flashing in her eyes, but it only wet her eyelashes.

Perhaps the water in her body couldn't squeeze out even the last tear.

The next moment, her head slowly fell on the tan pillow.

Aldemir didn't cry.

Or rather, in such an environment, he tried to control himself, not to cry out loud, not to affect others.

Mikael stood there.

It's not that he had never witnessed death.

The collapse of Irkune left no one alive in the city, and the death toll is roughly estimated to be over 300,000.

But facing a cold corpse, or a dead warrior who is hostile to oneself.

It is completely different from watching a person who was still warm a second ago, hopelessly and irresistibly heading towards death.

It was like a mountain of weight, squeezing his body from his shoulders, chest, abdomen, and all directions, making it difficult for him to even breathe lightly.

As a Herrscher, he thought he could do something to change this era.

Just like he once swore - no longer a witness, but a person who can actually change all destinies.

But until just now he realized: In fact, he can't do anything.

The so-called Herrscher is actually nothing in the face of death and collapse.

"Saving the world is not easy. Sometimes we can hardly even save one person."

The man's words echoed in his mind.

As for the so-called serum, Mikael can naturally condemn those dignitaries who use the serum to prolong their lives, but he cannot condemn Dr. Spasi and Alfred who developed this serum, because this serum is not only used on dignitaries.

The real big consumption is the fire-chasing moth...

His captain, Himiko, temporarily left the team to recuperate because of Honkai disease after the second Honkai ended, and now she has returned to the fifth team, but there is no trace of Honkai disease on her body.

And she went to the treatment with seven veterans from the other four teams at the same time.

Calculating the time, it is hard to say that the eight tubes of serum that cured these soldiers did not contain antibodies from the victims here.

This is a trolley problem. Sacrificing one person's life to save a thousand people is a topic that can be argued endlessly, not to mention sacrificing a thousand people to save one person?

But what if the person being saved is a warrior like Captain Himiko?

Their survival may save a thousand people or even more one day in the future...

But then again, is sacrificing a few to save the majority really the answer that rationalism can come up with?

No, in everyone's heart, there are always some minorities whose weight far exceeds the so-called majority, or even everything.

How can we measure the weight of this?

It cannot be measured.

Because the moment this problem was born, it was destined to be unsolvable.

No matter what choice the person made, he undoubtedly bore the sin when he made the decision.

As for Harris's statement that the Honkai disease was deliberately spread by the city hall... Mikael subconsciously felt that it was unlikely. After all, Honkai was similar to a natural phenomenon. It might just happen to break out here.

As for the hospital, the hospital was not wrong. It could provide these patients with nothing except amputation and saline glucose.

Is it the fault of Harris and others? How could they be wrong?

A numbness spread from the back to the scalp. Everyone was right, but the result was wrong.

"This damn feeling of powerlessness..."

Mikael's hanging hand felt cold. It turned out that Sakura grabbed his hand at a loss.

Soon, the other hand closed, and the weight of her whole body seemed to be supported by it.

Mikael suddenly realized: Maybe this girl is not as strong as he thought. Maybe the dark side she saw in the poisonous pupa was not dark enough, so that she was so unconscious at this moment that she was powerless.

He quickly changed his posture, took Sakura's arm, and let her petite body lean on him.

But suddenly, he realized another problem:

Since entering the tower, he has not turned off the communication in order to let Himiko know what happened.

"Oh no!"

Mikael put himself in her shoes. For an ordinary person, if she knew that her life was exchanged for another thousand lives, it would be difficult not to crush her with such a weight.

"Sorry, I have to go to the rooftop."

Harris unexpectedly glanced at Mikael and Sakura, who was half paralyzed in his arms, and couldn't help but sneer:

"It seems that the so-called warriors who survived in Irkuene City are just like this."

Mikael ignored him and half-dragged and half-carried Sakura to the top floor.

Imer's drone landed here.

Mikael leaned against the guardrail, the wind from the high building blew his thoughts and the hair on his forehead into a mess.

"Captain, Captain? Are you listening?"

There was no response in the communication for a long time.

"Chirp", a few bird calls came to his ears. Mikael looked up and saw two birds that were probably petrels that strayed into this place just flying over the roof. They flapped their wings vigorously, trying to fly higher and faster, as if they could escape from this deadly place.

Suddenly, one of the wings stopped flapping, its claws stretched straight, its whole body twitched twice, and then it couldn't even maintain the gliding state, and fell down powerlessly.

The other bird wailed and flapped its wings faster. It quickly turned into a black dot in Mikael's sight.

But at the moment when Mikael thought it had successfully escaped, the small black dot fell straight down.

Honkai is very fair, whether it is ordinary animals or humans who claim to be primates, they are treated equally.

There was finally a response in the communication, but it was not the voice of Himiko.

Alicia's voice was confused and carried an unspeakable weight, "Mikael, the captain said...she knows."