I Became a God in a Horror Game: 299, border of dense forest

"I lay on that oversized wedding dress and passed out crying at the gate of the post office." Irina raised her head, her mind wandering far, far away, "When I woke up, I I thought this was the darkest moment war could bring me."

"But everything later told me that it was much more than that."

Irina raised her hand, wiped her tears with her palm, took a deep breath, and continued: "Later, I had contact with Alex for a while, until I I heard someone say that the commander of that war dispatched many, many tanks and artillery, and transported them from our town to the front.”

"I realized that a big battle was about to start, so I wrote to Alex again, wanting to confirm his safety and try to persuade him not to participate in this dangerous big battle."

Irina covered her face with her wrinkled hands, her voice was hoarse:

"I waited for a long time, anxiously guarding the post office day and night, but still did not receive a reply from Alex until the day before the war."

"That's one, one..."

Her voice came out quickly and intermittently, as if she couldn't say the name of the letter.

While listening to Elena's words, Bai Liu continued to search for the letter, and he found the letter from Alex to Elena again.

This is a long, long letter, a letter from home arranging funeral arrangements, and a desperate suicide note.

[‌Elena:

I shouldn't have asked you to write this letter, but after thinking about it, it seems that besides you, I don't have anyone else who I can feel at ease about.

It is so wonderful to say, Elena, little girl, I have never met you, but you and I have a nominal fiancé relationship, and have experienced the death of the person I love the most. Parents went through the most difficult years.

If nothing else happens, then you will have to witness my death.

You have experienced all the big things in my life, but I have never met you once, and I have always rejected your existence, but in the end I want to put the most important thing in me before I die It is really selfish and self-interested to say that you are the most familiar stranger.

But there is no way, you are the only one I ask to die without feeling guilty.

I know that my death will not make you too sad, it will only make you completely free from this marriage relationship that should not have existed.

Only with you, can I realize that my death may be a good thing for someone, and I feel more calm and proud when I walk away.

I will confess to you all the mistakes I have made in my life.

I've spent my whole life trying to save everyone around me, but in the end no one is a fool to save.

I invented a potion that can freeze death, but everyone has never greeted me in advance when they are rushing to die, saying, Hey, Alex, I am going to die, remember to freeze my death.

I could only cover their **** wounds in a helpless manner, and howled in dismay, begging them to stay for me for even a second, and finally carried their corpses back powerlessly, and sat sluggishly until Mingming, Meet the next round of death.

The lake of death named Pluto must have found it funny and funny that I tried to prevent it from coming to the world.

I keep, keep, madly trying to improve my potion, but no matter how slow their death is, death will eventually come, and all I do is make them suffer before they die Just a little longer.

When they are in extreme pain and despair, they will quietly and tearfully beg me to let them die easily.

Because even if they survive, they are likely to die in the next round of offensive and defensive battles.

Sometimes I ask myself, I selfishly want to leave this group of people alive in this war, is it a crueler thing than letting them die.

Am I wrong?

Elena, I never want to answer your letter because I can't trust you with that ubiquitous name - Guy.

Guy did not die on the battlefield. I lied about his death and used my identity as a sweeper to secretly transport his "corpse" to my pharmaceutical laboratory.

I gave everything I had to save him, he miraculously woke up, and I swear when I saw him open his eyes, there was a moment when even the evil gods wanted to thank him.

Whichever God it is, thank him for sending Guy back to me.

I want you to confess that my potion originally did not have such a strong effect, but my experiments in this place are limited, and I cannot get sufficient experimental supplements like a university campus, so I can only use Some experimental medicines produced locally are used as materials.

Most of the experimental medicines were of poor quality, which led to the failure of the experiment, but there was a strange thing that worked miraculously - that was a strange paint.

This kind of paint is used by the aborigines here to smear on the statues of evil gods. It is a flammable oil-like texture. When I lacked oily solvents, my superiors captured it from a ‌‌ I found half a jar of this red paint on the aborigines, and sent it to my laboratory as a replacement oily solvent.

Although this thing looks viscous and weird, like human blood after oil has melted, I don't have any more choices.

But it is the potion that has been added with this kind of paint, it has produced incredible changes-it brought Guy, who had entered my laboratory and had stopped beating for half a minute, back to life.

I can't believe what I've seen, and I even feel that my desire to resurrect Guy is too strong and I have some kind of self-deceiving illusion.

But Guy is indeed getting better day by day, or in other words, it is not accurate to use improvement to describe his entire recovery process. Combining my clinical and microscope observations, I can say that you must be The conclusion that I will think I am crazy——

—Time is running backwards on Guy.

His sloughed skin rebonded, his shattered bones healed again, and even his posthumous nails and hair were shortened back.

This is not something that humans can do at all. This is the category of gods, and even gods don't have such abilities.

From the moment I arrived here and knew that the reason for these ignorant and ugly natives to wage war was the so-called oracle of the evil god, I hated the so-called evil god.

And for a long time, I thought that this evil **** was fabricated by these natives to explain things that they couldn't understand, and a symbol of anger that couldn't be dispatched. It was an illusion. Evil imagery.

But when Guy sat down again, opened his eyes, smiled and asked me why I was in your laboratory, I closed my eyes and hugged him tightly.

If this is the masterpiece of the evil god, then I can understand why those natives are crazy because of the evil god.

Gay, who woke up, forgot everything that had happened in the past seven years—sneak attacking innocent villages, killing children and women in the neutral zone, and killing them again after the mutiny.

He doesn't remember anything.

I carefully hid him in the laboratory, almost anxiously waiting for the big battle to come, but before the big war came, Guy was from a group of recruits who came to clean the laboratory. Got the information he wanted.

He knew what happened in the past seven years, and he also knew that the commander had to summon enough artillery fire to launch the final battle-bombing all the habitats of the aboriginals, the aboriginals, and all the aboriginals around A neutral zone from which it is possible to flee.

Although these neutral areas did not participate in the war from the beginning to the end, and most of them were women and children, the commanders felt that they should not leave any of these aborigines with despicable beliefs. Propagate and share the opportunity to share resources with us.

You can predict what Guy will do.

Guy went to assassinate the commander without hesitation. After the failure, hundreds of guns/guns blasted into a shooting board full of holes, and another flame-breathing gun/gun burned to ashes.

When I arrived at the scene, there was nothing left.

I told the soldier on guard that I was on duty for him, and then I was able to stand alone in the place where Gay was burned to death with black marks all night, and let the tears fall numbly in the dark night.

Elena, do you know what happened to me that night?

I’ve been transporting cannons as thick as children’s waists here, cold tanks, soldiers ready to go, and the crowd all braving **** anger, Fear, or greedy eyes.

At that moment, I realized that no matter how powerful the potion I invented, I could never save anyone from this war.

Those who want to kill others will kill, and those who don't want to kill will want to avoid death in pain because they don't want to kill.

There seems to be a natural food chain between these two kinds of people, which is constantly running.

Even the abilities of returning the dead to life and reversing time seem to be unable to change any outcome of this war.

So I filled out the form to sign up for the commando, and I'm going into the depths of the rain forest to meet the evil **** who gave me the ability to fulfill my desires—

——Ask him what he wants to do so that everyone can survive in this war.

I would give anything for this.

Elena, if I never come back after this great war, please forgive me for entrusting my parents to you selfishly, please take care of them until you reach adulthood, and then pursue your own. life.

——Alex. 】

"This is the last letter I received from Alex." Elena murmured with her eyes in a trance. "The next day, the great war broke out."

“I still can’t forget the great battle. The artillery bombarded the floor of the small town where I lived. Ashes fell from the walls, plates and wine glasses were broken, and the plane outside the window Hovering around, everyone was so frightened that they hugged each other at home, and I hid under the bed, and I could see the fire constantly flickering in the distance."

Irina was silent for a few seconds: "The artillery fire lasted for three days. On the evening of the third day, the town where the soldiers were stationed where explosives were stored was attacked by the aboriginals. The aborigines used a magical red paint Sprinkled on the dynamite, it ended up causing a really big explosion.”

"After the explosion subsided, there was no movement in the town and rainforest that was blown through, and no one came to take over until half a month later." Elena turned to Bai Liu, "You said you were Alex Max's comrade-in-arms, this is impossible."

"Because there were no survivors in that war."