nucmednet Chapter 262 The Owner of the Diary
Chapter 262 The Owner of the Diary
July 2024
Hello, survivor I've never met. By the time you see this diary, I'll probably already be a rotting corpse.
The Black Tide crushed Moon City and also ended my life. It's time for me to go and be with my friends.
Two years into the apocalypse, I never imagined it would end like this. Was it unexpected? Not really. It seems I was already prepared for the ending.
It's just so sad that I ultimately failed to fulfill my parents' last wish. The theater fell in my hands, the tradition was cut off, and the original scripts could no longer be performed.
Perhaps, from the moment I awakened this useless superpower, this outcome was destined.
■If you find me, then turn west a bit further. There's a small granary we've hidden beneath the theater, filled with food that can be stored for a long time. Take it all.
The people of Moon City have a habit of digging holes to store food. If there isn't enough food, go and look inside each household; you might find something useful on the walls or the floor.
The base's grain warehouse is located on Heyuan Street. I don't know the exact location, but there is a water storage device next to it. The water in there is for emergency use and is very clean.
Our city lord's office is in the police station, which is easy to find. Most of the guards' weapons are also stored there. Although we don't know how many were left over from the Black Tide battle, you can still go and look for them; there will always be some that you can use.
To the survivor who received this notebook, I don't want to ask for much. If what I say comes in handy, I just want to ask you for a favor.
In the small granary below the theater, there is a script written by my parents. It is the first story performed after the theater was established, and it is also the story of Moon City.
Someone once told me that death is not the end, but forgetting is.
If you can, please help me spread this story and tell all the survivors still alive in the world that Moon City has not completely disappeared. Her soul and spirit will live on forever in the history passed down by word of mouth. The people she raised have never bowed down. We struggled, we resisted, and we never surrendered until death!
Let us live on in Yuecheng's place. Let us not become numb, let us not abandon our humanity out of fear, and let us not forget the spirit we left behind.
To those who survived this Black Tide, may you hold high the flames in your hands, may your hearts be filled with burning courage, may the beacon of hope remain forever.
Rose Theatre
His last work during the Tang Dynasty.
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As dusk fell, the orange-red light spread out across the sky, turning the entire earth a crimson hue, like a piece of apple peel torn off completely, or silk emerging from a dyehouse.
As the golden sun sets, Kongming lanterns with burning candles fly up, one after another, like small white moons, filling the evening glow.
Miao Yin stood up. The evening breeze in the park caressed her face, making her feel lazy. It reminded her of her life before the apocalypse, that little house that only existed in a remote corner of the courtyard. Whenever she looked up at night, she could only see half of the sunset.
She watched this scene, raised the bottle, and drank it all in one gulp.
"Moon City is a good place, more beautiful than the ancient capital." As the capital, the ancient capital rarely has such natural scenery. Most of its attractions are products of technology, and the pace of life is so fast that it is oppressive. There is no time to appreciate the sea of flowers.
Unfortunately, they missed the blooming of the Moon Demon Flower.
Just as Yan Shuzhou was about to say something, he saw Miao Yin suddenly pause and look out of the park.
"It seems like something has happened."
A loud noise suddenly came from the street in the distance. If it could be heard at this distance, it must be something serious.
Coincidentally, the street in that direction was also the one they were heading back to their accommodation.
"Let's go join in the fun, and then head back."
"it is good."
Miao Yin threw away the wine bottle and left the small park with Yan Shuzhou.
When Miao Yin saw the scene, she realized the seriousness of the situation.
Several police cars were parked on the street, and the guards stood in a circle. The two men in blue armbands who had picked them up that morning were also among them. They were pointing their guns at a strange man in the middle who looked extremely irritable. The man was holding a knife and was holding a girl hostage.
Nearby, two houses were engulfed in flames, and civilians rushed to fetch water to put out the fire. The strange man was shouting and yelling, and flames were rising from under his feet, which frightened the people around him into taking a few steps back.
The girl being held hostage had her hair disheveled, covering half her face, and was deathly pale. She was clenching her teeth and gripping his arm tightly.
"I told you! This house is mine! Don't you dare try to take it from me! Open your dog eyes and look, I'm a superhuman! Your crappy guns are useless against me!" the man shouted arrogantly, his eyes full of disdain.
"Moon City forbids people with superpowers from causing trouble in public! Put away your powers immediately! Release the person you're holding!" the guards shouted.
"Bullshit! You dare to mess with me? In the shelters outside, everyone calls me 'Big Brother,' but in your Moon City, you have to be subservient? Without us ability users, you're nothing!"
The man in the blue armband had a livid face, but seeing this, he lowered his tone: "Sir, now that we're in Moon City, we're all one big family. Please don't get so angry. You'll only hurt yourself and others. Moon City has its own rules, so please don't make things difficult for us. We can sit down and talk things over."
"Chat? What's there to chat about? I'm an A-level ability user, and I can't even afford to stay in one room with you guys. Why should I share a room with these clueless ordinary people? Are you trying to humiliate me?" the man shouted angrily, the flames behind him burning even more fiercely.
Amidst the crowd, Miao Yin waved her hand to disperse the thick smoke that drifted over.
What a troublemaker! It seems he's gotten into the habit of using force to coerce others for his own benefit in the refuges outside. I don't know what he was thinking, coming to a large refuge like Moon City.
Large shelters are never short of powerful superhumans, and some people can't get used to the difference in status, so they start to act arrogantly.
But the people here don't have his way.
Miao Yin looked at the guards, secretly hoping they might shoot him.
In the apocalypse, people have no say in the matter. Those with powerful superpowers who cannot control themselves will only be punished more severely than ordinary people. Verbal reprimands and imprisonment are things that will happen before the apocalypse. For some dangerous individuals who cannot be persuaded, the bases of large bases will consider executing them on the spot.
Although this man's fire is not to be underestimated, if the opportunity is seized, bullets may well send him to hell.
Just as the flames were about to engulf the third house, the blue-armbanded man's gun was already loaded.
They just need a chance to kill them with one blow.
Just then, the girl who had been held hostage somehow pulled out a whistle, and without the hostage-taker noticing, she bit the whistle, turned her head, and blew it at the man.
The sharp, clear whistle instantly resounded throughout the entire street, startling everyone. Miao Yin, with her sensitive hearing, even frowned.
The superpowered individual screamed, the knife in his hand fell to the ground, and he staggered a few steps, clutching his ear, his expression one of extreme pain.
The girl took the opportunity to push him away and ran out. The next second, a gunshot rang out.
The bullet pierced the man's heart with pinpoint accuracy, and he collapsed to the ground, blood flowing from his ear canals. His wide eyes were filled with bewildered confusion.
The girl ran out of the crowd in a panic, so nervous that she didn't know what happened next; she just wanted to get away from this dangerous place.
Suddenly, she tripped and fell straight into Yan Shuzhou, who was still watching the commotion.
"what!"
Yan Shuzhou was taken aback and instinctively caught her, preventing her from falling flat on her face.
The girl, panting heavily, steadied herself. She glanced back to see that she was out of danger, then breathed a sigh of relief. She swept the hair that was covering her face behind her and nodded to Yan Shuzhou, saying, "Thank you."
Yan Shuzhou was stunned for a moment, his eyes widening: "You?"
Behind her sunglasses, Miao Yin also cast a glance at Yan Shuzhou, and she immediately understood his loss of composure.
Yan Shuzhou was the first person in the team to know Miao Yin, and no one knew better than him what Miao Yin looked like before she was transformed by the ghost body.
That was the most beautiful face he had ever seen, kind and gentle, without a trace of ghostly fear, a face that no one would doubt even if the star spoke of it.
Hearing the voice, the girl looked up at him, her light brown, glassy eyes filled with confusion, and even her voice sounded strangely familiar: "What's wrong?"
The person in front of me looks about 70% like Miao Yin did back then!
If it weren't for the stark difference in their temperaments, Yan Shuzhou would have doubted that he was hallucinating.
Even Miao Yin herself became interested and chimed in, "You look a lot like one of our friends. He's mistaken you for someone else."
"Oh, is that so? What a coincidence." The girl believed her words very easily.
Miao Yin smiled and extended her hand to her: "It's fate that we met. My name is Miao Yin, what's yours?"
"Huh? Oh, okay." The girl shook Miao Yin's hand, looking a little confused. "My name is Tang Shi, Tang as in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, and Shi as in time."
Not far away, the man in blue armbands put away his gun and said into the walkie-talkie, "The superpowered individual who caused the incident has been killed. Organize firefighting immediately."
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