Survivorship Bias

    When exchanging clothes with Zhou Yijue, An Wujiu was thinking about the follow-up retreat.

    What if their bombing fails, and what if they fail to lead the target there.

    These are things he can't be sure of.

    He didn't even think that Zhou Yijue also left him the body armor, not even giving him a chance to choose.

    When An Wujiu was trapped in the warehouse, he didn't know what Zhou Yijue was going to do until the earphones around his neck suddenly made electrical noise. After he hung it on his ear, it was not unexpected that An Wujiu heard Gabriel's voice.

    "Gabriel?" An Wujiu tried to talk to him, "Is that you?"

    After a few seconds, the other party's voice came.

    Maybe he also found himself too serious, so he laughed a few times, "Damn, I have a bottle of agave, do you think I drink it?"

    An Wujiu frowned, "Don't be nervous Gabriel, you just need to drop the bomb..."

     Halfway through, An Wujiu suddenly felt that something was wrong, "Wait a minute, you mentioned the horizontal bombing range of this bomb before, what about the vertical and vertical range? With your aircraft speed, you can drop bombs at Are you going to retreat afterward?"

    What he got was a brief silence, and the sound of electric current echoed, as if he was answering for Gabriel.

    "Gabriel." An Wujiu repeated again, "Can you hear what I said? The bomb's vertical..."

    "No blame." Gabriel interrupted, "That kid Zhou Yijue has come over, that mask is quite bluffing, I really thought it was you at first glance."

    An Wujiu's heart sank suddenly, thinking of what Zhou Yijue said, he suddenly had a very bad premonition.

    Damn the door, why can't it be opened?

    His abilities seemed to have disappeared, and suddenly even a warehouse door was difficult to open.

    "Tell him, tell him not to act rashly!" An Wujiu's tone was eager, he tried his best to stop Zhou Yijue, "Gabriel, tell him, I can't help him, this necklace He wants to hand it over himself!"

    Gabriel was calm.

    "Sorry, at this time, none of us can persuade anyone."

    An Wu Jiu froze all over, the unfinished words stuck in his throat.

    "Actually, I just saw Zhou Yijue, and I thought he was not a good person. But think about me, too, I have spent my whole life earning money, spending my life, seeking profits and avoiding disadvantages, and doing all the wicked things ."

    An Wujiu could hear his hearty smile, he drank half a bottle of tequila in one gulp.

     "Just for my sister, if God can't bless her, let me protect her from afar." Gabriel asked An Wujiu, "There should be some living humans now, right? , just like us."

    An Wu Jiu’s nose was astringent, and he stood alone facing the iron gate.

    "I don't know, maybe there is."

    After so many failures and sacrifices, An Wujiu can no longer say anything with absolute certainty.

    "That's a lot." Gabriel smiled. Through the earphones, An Wu Jiu heard the sound of the engine running.

    "Gabriel, you have to be careful, can you fly out?"

    An Wujiu eagerly asked for the answer, he needed this answer to reassure himself.

    "Of course." Gabriel's voice was smiling, "We are the ones who save the world."

    The sound of the engine gradually annihilated Gabriel's lofty ambitions, like a heavy black fog covering them, these tiny humans.

    "Gabriel, I don't…"

    "Hang up first, no blame."

    An Wujiu vaguely heard him say goodbye, he said, "When I get back, let's have a drink together."

    Then the sound suddenly stopped.

    The sudden silence was like a heavy hammer, hitting An Wujiu hard, he felt that every cell in his body was filled with lead, extremely heavy, the great grief and The loneliness compresses him, and then compresses again, and there is no room for a breath.

    In the headphones, the signal was mixed, and Gabriel's voice flashed again, this time not so clear and intermittent.

    An Wujiu came out of despair briefly and called out Gabriel's name, but the other party didn't seem to hear him at all.

    Just a minute ago, Gabriel in the flight cabin saw a faint light rising from the skyline through the dusty glass. He pressed the release button, followed An Wujiu's words and left as quickly as possible.

     But the goddess of luck did not favor people like him.

    [WARNING! The wing is damaged, the power system is damaged, please make an emergency landing immediately! ]

    [WARNING! The aircraft repair system is damaged in the eyes, please make an emergency landing on the spot! ]

    [WARNING…]

    Gabriel saw with his own eyes that the monster hit by the bomb was emitting a huge howl and fled from the ambush.

    He also saw Matsuura Mori, who was flying another aircraft. In order to destroy the monster as much as possible, he kept a bomb and flew towards the monster.

    Gabriel drank the remaining half of the bottle of wine, he did not repair the aircraft, it was too late.

    But he had time to say something.

    Across the weak signal, An Wu Jiao clearly heard Gabriel's voice.

    "My friends I have never met, don't be surprised to hear this voice, I bought the global broadcast time of this radio. Dealing every minute and every second, this **** catastrophe has killed so many people, but it finally made me feel alive."

    Gabriel smiled, choked up a little, "I'm on an aircraft now, ready to attack a pollutant, I don't know what the result will be, my sister, I hope you can face it bravely In the future, I will always bless you."

    "I know many of you are running out of steam, but don't give up looking for hope. I used to be a coward too, but not anymore."

    In the end he seemed to say something, but An Wujiu could no longer hear it.

    All he could hear was the sound of an explosion that made him utterly desperate. It came closer than any of the previous times. Gabriel's voice was completely destroyed by the final explosion. The terrifying silence was like A dead sea, An Wu Jiao couldn't even drown in this fear of losing everything.

    He didn't know, Gabriel finally saw that the monster still failed to fall, so he chose to hit him head-on and use the power of the giant aircraft to blow up him.

    An Wujiu seemed to be back in the long past, back when he was a test subject.

    The torture day after day left him only despair in his overdrawn youth. He prayed every day, praying that the **** he could see could save him.

    But at this moment, An Wujiu just wants to pray that everything can be turned around.

    He wants to save everyone and doesn't want to lose any of them.

    He was determined to change himself, so he gained so many precious companions, why did he have to lose it in the end.

    Dang Wugui did his best to open the door of this warehouse, like a bird that broke free, rushing from the ruins on the top of the mountain to the burning and smoky ruins in the forest.

    Grief kept cutting his consciousness, An Wujiu could feel the disintegration of his will, the scenes of their sacrifice in each cycle appeared in front of him, lingering, once and for all Failures are like dominoes.

    He knew very well that the decisive one was crumbling.

    But the moment he tried his best to arrive, An Wujiu knew that he was still too late.

    On the wreckage of the aircraft, Gabriel's favorite bright pink spray paint burned like charcoal, leaving nothing. He walked towards it, but his feet seemed to be stepping in the air, without a fulcrum.

    This is a dream, all this, what pollution, what cycle, should be a dream.

    Matsuura's aircraft also fell to the ground, An Wujiu walked over, the machine gun hit the ground, completely deformed, the glass burst, he saw half of Matsuura's body.

    An Wujiu wanted to pull him out, but he had no strength.

    He straightened up, looked around blankly, his voice was a little hoarse when he spoke, so hoarse that he didn't expect it.

    “…Wu You? Nanshan?”

    An Wujiu stood alone in the forest, it was extremely quiet here, and he couldn't get a single reply.

    "Ms. Tengtang?" An Wujiu lowered his eyes and read all their names, until the end, his voice became smaller and smaller.

    He walked out step by step, looking for pollutants and monsters in the huge wreckage, and finally he found Nanshan outside the ambush circle, among the many pollutant corpses, and was Wu You, who he was protecting.

    Before the explosion, these pollutants were all summoned to surround them who were too late to retreat. Nanshan alone could not resist so much, so she could only give priority to protecting Wu You.

    This time, he did not contaminate Wu You, but they all survived.

    From the outside, An Wujiu looks almost cold-blooded and numb, only he knows how chaotic his brain is at the moment, all his thoughts are rampant, and the good and evil in his heart are repeated At war, ideas were shattered, beliefs were burned, and the grief that remained in his heart turned everything into chaos.

    The only sanity left made him discover a fact.

     Along the way, he did not see Russell's body.

    An Wu Jiu lowered his eyes and glanced at the countdown on the inside of his wrist.

    00:13:13

    The game is not over.

    Is it all in vain?

    The chaos expands more and more, An Wugui's five senses seem to be infinitely expanded, and he can hear the sounds of all the creatures around him, appearing in his mind chaotically.

    The juxtaposed picture even jumped out in front of his eyes. From left to right, there was the picture of him curling up on the grass, the picture of him and Yang Erci separating, the picture of Zhou Yijue locking him in the warehouse, and the At this moment, he was recording it like a monitor.

    The record grid depicting [present] was originally the last one, but suddenly, a new one appeared on the right side of it.

    The picture was chaotic at first, and then gradually took shape. To An Wujiu's surprise, the self in the picture raised his head, and through this layer of "surveillance", looked at him, even Raise the corners of his mouth.

    No, that's not him.

    An Wu Jiu saw the other party's clothes clearly, it was size 0.

    Chaos almost controlled his mind, but An Wu Jiao still tried to see everything in the picture.

    The corpse at the foot of No. 0 is herself wearing Zhou Yijue's clothes.

    Is this the future?

    The horizontally arranged squares suddenly shrank, then shrank again, gradually forming points, and finally turned into a continuous line.

    This is... time?

    An Wujiu's heart beat heavily.

    He turned around abruptly, raised the gun in his hand, and sure enough, No. 0 appeared not far behind him.

    But unlike the "monitoring" picture just now, this difference made An Wujiu's hand that was determined to pull the trigger directly and paused.

    No. 0 [An Wu Jiu] was holding Lilith bound, just like the second cycle.

    But this time Lilith was wearing a hoodie, the one that An Wu Jiu almost recognized.

    "What? Can't get down?" [An Wujiu] laughed frantically, the gun in his hand pressed against Lilith's temple.

    An Wujiu stared at him coldly, and found that he was missing an arm and not much health left. It seemed that he had already met Russell, but Russell didn't kill him.

    The reason is probably this moment.

    It's just that An Wujiu didn't understand that if he could really see the future, in the future he "monitored" just now, [An Wujiu] came alone and killed him.

    Why is it different now?

    Did he make a change? Or…

    An Wujiu suddenly realized a blind spot in his thinking, that is, the guy in front of him is also him.

    Since he can have the ability to change the future, so can [An Wu Jiao].

    So the future "seen" by either of them can be void.

    "It seems that your brother is not much better than me." [An Wu Jiu] stabbed the muzzle at Lilith fiercely.

    ‘

    How is this possible?

    An Wujiu is still thinking.

    If it is what he thinks, they should have the same ability...

    There is a difference in ability between him and No. 0. The reason... It should be because No. 0 has been in the altar for longer than him. When it collided with No. 0, traveled to No. 98, and went from the time of crossing to the present.

    The time difference in between caused the gap in their ability awakening.

    In this case, maybe you can control the pollutants yourself.

    An Wujiu lowered his eyes, trying to mobilize the chaotic power in his body to sense the creatures around him that exude the same aura.

    Yes.

    An Wugui's indifferent performance made No. 0 notice something.

    What the **** is he doing?

    An Wujiu tried to control the pollutant that he captured in his consciousness and let him move over.

    No. 0 must be a soldier now, as long as there is a little movement, he will definitely be distracted.

    He will have a chance to kill him then.

    Suddenly, heavy footsteps came from the forest.

    Now!

    An Wujiu aimed at No. 0's head and fired a shot, he was ready for the other party to avoid, because he could see the future, maybe in this short moment, he watched Arrived, also made changes.

    So An Wujiu fired a lot of shots until he confirmed that it was enough to kill [An Wujiu].

    [An Wu Jiu] did fall down, the weird thing was that he didn't dodge a single shot.

    An Wujiu couldn't understand, he even thought it was a trap he set, waiting for him to jump.

    But the [An Wu Jiu] in front of him just fell down like this, covered in blood, Lilith took a half step back with some collapse, paused, and continued to move away.

    Why doesn't he hide?

    An Wujiu walked over step by step, hesitating at first, but then speeding up.

    Lilith is still there, he will at least take Lilith away.

    But [An Wu Jiu] used that blood-stained hand to hold An Wu Jiu's ankle.

    An Wujiu lowered his head and saw his weak and frantic smile, even the gap between his teeth was full of blood.

    "These useless guys are willing to die for you..." He smiled and used his last strength to maintain the winning attitude, even though he lost.

    "It's okay, they won't come back anyway."

    An Wujiu squatted down and stared at him expressionlessly, “How long do you think you can live?”

    No.0 [An Wujiu] laughed even more arrogantly, "You really don't look like me anymore."

    "Do you think I'm afraid of death? Do you think I've killed so many people, do you really just want to be the only survivor of all the blameless?"

    No. 0 looked at the blood on his head contemptuously, "Do you think I can't kill you?"

    An Wujiu frowned slightly, he felt something was wrong.

    When he looked up, he saw that Lilith had been retreating, as if trying to escape.

    "Lilith! Where are you going!"

    An Wujiu got up and wanted to find her, but No. 0 suddenly pulled out a short knife and cut An Wujiu's Achilles tendon.

    Severe pain struck, and the thoughts that were finally stabilized by An Wujiao became chaotic again.

    Lilith was getting farther and farther away from him, she seemed crazy and wanted to run away from him.

    An Wujiu didn't understand why, but he knew it must have been No. 0.

     He ignored his bleeding ankle and grabbed the collar of No. 0, "What did you do to Lilith!"

    "You'll find out soon." The smile on No. 0's face became calm, even indifferent. He threw away the short knife in his hand, spread out his hand, and compared the numbers with his fingers.

    "Five, four, three, two, one."

    [An Wu Jiu] made an explosion onomatopoeia softly, "Bang."

    Suddenly, there was a loud explosion in the direction Lilith fled, and fire flashed.

    An Wujiu's heart is like a cave in ice, he can't say a word.

    No.0 [An Wu Jiu] seemed very satisfied with what he saw, and laughed again, as if hearing a funny joke.

    "I'm so sorry she died. Now you know why she ran away?"

    His face was filled with a cruel joy, "Number 99, congratulations that you are still alive."

    "But..." No. 0 smiled, blood dripping from his mouth, he didn't mind, and was even happier, "You're almost not you."

    "Help everyone survive, even my own sister can't be saved, are you going crazy?" His words kept stimulating An Wu Jiao.

    An Wujiu's last calmness was crushed.

    When the explosion sounded, he almost lost his last humanity.

    The earth began to vibrate, and all the corpses that had been blown to pieces were all suspended and glued together, but at this time he had no time to care.

    No. 0's words are like a demon's fable, haunting him in despair.

    "That's a time bomb that I tied with my own hands. It's a pity that our sister can't run fast enough. She should cry and crawl away like she did when she was a child, right?"

    These words were almost like a knife stabbing An Wu Jiu's heart, he raised the gun in pain, almost gritted his back molars, "Shut up."

    But No. 0 was not afraid at all, he grabbed An Wu Jiao's wrist with his dirty and **** hand, forced his gun to his forehead, smiled cruelly, "Thinking Kill me, I'm going crazy, right? Hurry up, or you won't even be able to touch the shards of her corpse."

    I am not like you.

    An Wujiu's gradually disintegrating humanity collapsed into a rubble, from which a necromancy-like cry was heard.

    I am not you.

    Lilith's tears as she ran away, and the sound of explosions kept coming.

    "There are different souls in two identical bodies, good and bad, angels and lunatics, when the good one gradually darkens and falls into the madness of collapse. Then No. 99, you tell me."

    "Who is that survivor among us?"

    He finally fired this shot, the frightened birds in the mountains fled to the sky, and the monsters reborn in the bombing reached out to him.

    Lilith would never come back, and An Wujiu seemed to hear another mockery of his victory.

    [I am dead, but I will live in your body forever. ]