354: The ocean's tears, brimming with luster

Only after confirming the death of No. 66666 did the survivors finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Many fans and operatives who had been on the verge of being killed by No. 66666 now found their backs completely drenched in sweat.

Looking at the corpses of over a hundred fans, Lin Han felt boundless regret.

But on the battlefield at this moment, there was someone whose regret far exceeded Lin Han's by hundreds of times.

Lin Han slowly turned his head and, through the gaps in the carbon fiber plates, saw Liu Yan at the foot of the mountain.

Lin Han had no way of knowing the regret in Liu Yan's heart.

But now, he only wanted to ask Liu Yan why all of this had happened.

Liu Yan was currently slumped on the ground with a vacant expression.

In front of him lay the mirror that No. 66666 had opened not long ago.

Did I... do all of this?

No... it wasn't me...

He did it, yes, he did all of it!

This has absolutely nothing to do with me!

From the very beginning, I didn't know anything!!!

It was you!!!

Liu Yan angrily grabbed the mirror that had fallen to the ground, while at the same time, the firearms floating in the sky simultaneously aimed at the past version of Liu Yan inside the mirror.

But after recounting everything to Liu Yan, the expression of the past Liu Yan in the mirror had completely frozen.

No matter how Liu Yan blamed everything on him, he did not react at all.

After a while, the mirror in Liu Yan's hand slipped to the ground.

His body slumped to one side, and he eventually curled up on the ground.

Mom... I'm sorry... I really didn't know, I really didn't know...

Liu Yan could not understand his past self.

To be able to commit such heartless acts just to activate the tear of the ocean, even without being able to determine the ability of the tear of the ocean.

The reason John had wished for the resuscitation ventilator to be unable to revive anyone was because his past self had made that wish.

Someone would wish for the resuscitation ventilator to be unable to revive anyone.

In other words, even without John, someone else would have made this wish.

From the moment his past self successfully made this wish, it was inevitable that someone would make it.

This was cause and effect.

It was destined.

And what Liu Yan found even more unacceptable was this.

Inside Liang Chunhua's body was the soul of his own biological mother.

Under the influence of his wish, she had traveled through time just like him.

In the end, she died by his own hand.

And this was also destined.

His past self had planted the cause.

And by the time it reached him, it had borne the fruit.

In Liu Yan's heart, the people around him were more important than anything else.

But now, the plan laid out by his past self went completely against what he wanted.

Liu Yan's mind was filled with various questions, as well as hatred for himself and guilt toward the others.

On the other side, the corpses had surrounded him once again.

They did not attack immediately but instead surrounded the curled-up Liu Yan.

Facing such a situation, Liu Yan didn't even have the heart to resist.

Everyone else was dead; even if he were the only one left victorious, what would be the point?

Just then, Lin Han's voice rang out from the mountaintop.

Relying on a phonograph, Lin Han's voice rang clearly in Liu Yan's ears.

Liu Yan, are you fucking kidding me?

Are you just waiting to die now?

Liu Yan, who had been looking listless, had his expression change upon hearing Lin Han's voice.

He had clearly sensed just moments ago that No. 66666 had gone to hunt down Lin Han.

The other party wasn't dead?

Liu Yan scrambled up from the ground in surprise and looked in the direction of Lin Han.

Great... at least one person survived.

If you still consider me a brother, then you better fucking explain to me why that Soldier wanted to kill me just now!

Lin Han's voice rang out again.

Do you know how many innocent operatives he killed?

Isn't he your Soldier?!

Why the fuck is this happening?!

Did he defect?

Facing Lin Han's sharp questioning, Liu Yan's heart trembled.

It has nothing to do with me...

No... it was me...

Yes, I was the one who ordered it...

After Liu Yan finished speaking, Lin Han's expression visibly showed shock and confusion.

Originally, Lin Han had only thought that Liu Yan hadn't managed his Soldiers well, leading to this result.

But Liu Yan's answer was completely unexpected.

You guy... what the fuck are you saying?

Why don't I understand...

Do you mean you instructed your Soldier to come and kill me?

Then what about Sayyid, who was fighting alongside us?

He died too, and just now, all those Soldiers of yours.

Can you stop asking!! I did all of it!

I made him do all of it!!!!

Liu Yan shouted in a breakdown, interrupting Lin Han.

Their deaths, I caused them all! I was the one who made No. 66666 do it!

Do you understand?! Can you stop fucking asking me over and over again!

Seeing this, a nameless fire surged in Lin Han's heart.

Already confused, he couldn't hold back his anger when faced with Liu Yan's sudden breakdown and shouting, so he immediately roared:

Fuck! Why the hell are you taking your anger out on me?!

You did it all, and you think you're justified! Damn it!

What I want to ask is, why!

Even if you did it all, what the fuck was it for?!

Damn it, there has to be a reason!

Why can't you tell me?!

Facing this question, Liu Yan's previously broken-down expression gradually became vacant.

What was it for...

What did his past self do all of this for?

Liu Yan's emotions gradually calmed down, and he muttered softly:

To... win?

For... the tear of the ocean...

Suddenly, a gleam flashed in Liu Yan's eyes.

He still didn't know what the ability of the tear of the ocean was.

His past self didn't know either.

It was his own preconceived notion that the tear of the ocean was used for winning.

But how exactly does it lead to winning?

No one knows.

No one even knows if it can lead to a win.

Then why should he care whether the tear of the ocean can lead to a win?

What if its ability is similar to the heart of africa?

After all, it was just created by the heart of africa.

The tear of the ocean might be able to save them all!

Thinking of this, Liu Yan's expression was full of anticipation, and he immediately hooked his finger.

In an instant, a tear of the ocean filled with laser luster appeared in his hand.

Compared to Liu Yan's previous one, this tear of the ocean was vastly different.

But compared to the tear of the ocean in the hands of those figures, the color was still too faint.

Looking at the tear of the ocean in his hand, Liu Yan's breathing became a bit rapid.

Now, he had placed almost all his hope on the tear of the ocean.

Liu Yan didn't like to lose, but he also didn't like winning without them.

Is it a wish-type, or a trigger-type...

Liu Yan held the tear of the ocean, not knowing how to use it.

Suddenly, Liu Yan saw in astonishment that the luster of the tear of the ocean in his hand was fading at a visible speed.

At the same time, Liu Yan realized with surprise.

He seemed to... have forgotten something very important...

In the next second, Liu Yan's figure disappeared from where he was.

Along with the tear of the ocean in his hand and the firearms floating in the air.

Everything disappeared from the eyes of everyone present.