"Where is Bourbon?" Gin didn't see anyone while gathering, and asked Ley with a frown.

"He is going to deal with the Scottish body himself," Ley said.

Gin: “…”

Gin didn't really want to ask how it "handled". She said "boring" and then disbanded the pursuit team.

After confirming that all the people in the organization left, Jian Gu Ling sent another message to stop Feng Jianyu from bringing the police to help finish the finishing.

No one can know about Hiro's resurrection except for the five of them.

"hiro..." Jian Gu Ling squatted down again, reached out to touch the gradually cold cheeks of the corpse of Yushentian's body, and the sound of calling his name was uncontrollable.

He was afraid that Hiro could not be resurrected, and that the resurrected Hiro would have any terrible side effects and sequelae that would never be able to recover.

Jiang Guling didn't know how many times he asked the system whether there were any side effects and sequelae in this resurrection quota, but the system still didn't make any noise.

He took a deep breath, and finally let out a long breath, his eyes completely turned into decisiveness.

[System, now use the resurrection card for Zhu Fu Jingguang immediately.]

The system's voice sounded immediately: [Will you use the resurrection card for Zhu Fu Jingguang now?]

【Yes!】Jiang Guling gritted his teeth.

【Using a resurrection card for Zhu Fu Jingguang】

【Successful use】

【Remaining Resurrection Card Number: 2】

Jian Guling stared at the corpse in front of him, and did not dare to blink for a second.

Then, he witnessed the miracle.

The hand he had been holding gradually returned to the temperature and softness of the living person, and clearly felt the other person stopping bit by bit

The pulse gradually appears and then becomes vigorously beat.

Jian Guling's dark eyes also lit up little by little.

He hurriedly and carefully shook his hands and unbuttoned the young dyed shirt, and saw that the blood hole in his heart had recovered to the point where he only had scars.

Soon, even the scar disappeared, and only large areas of scarlet blood proved that the wound did exist.

"Um..." Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyelashes trembled and slowly opened his eyes.

In the clearer view, a blond young man who was almost crying appeared, and the familiar rooftop appeared.

"zero..." Zhu Fu Jingguang sighed, stretched out his hand to catch You Tengran who was rushing towards him.

Zero finally couldn't help but resurrect him after December 7th.

After all, he was so afraid that everything would never be able to be saved after the archives, and he didn't even dare to gamble at all.

As long as he can still read the file and have the opportunity to recover and change, he will never give up and try to find the path that can safely save Zhu Fu Jingguang.

"hiro,hiro,hiro." Seiya Leru kept calling his name.

"I'm here, I'm here, I'm here." Zhu Fu Jingguang also replied patiently one by one.

"I'm alive, we succeed, zero," he said.

Zhu Fu Jingguang died on November 7th.

Resurrected on November 8 again.

Then he died on December 7th.

"zero, sorry, give up on me, I seem to... really can't survive in this world."

【Zhu Jingguang is dead】

[The ending of be branch line: the world line is closed, the death of the Fu Jingguang]

【You are dead】

【End of Forty-Four Weekly】

【Feed to be the ending: Draw fat and ice]

【Whether to read the file】

【yes】

【Reading file…】

【Reading file successfully】

【You have opened the forty-five weeks】

"zero, how about it? Did it succeed?"

Failed.

“zero?”

Failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed, failed—

Jian Guling hugged his head and almost completely collapsed.

Resurrection is not enough, and death cannot deceive the world. So how can he save Hiro?

Drawing fat and ice-plated refers to drawing and carving on solidified oil and ice cubes. Once time comes, it will completely melt and disappear and nothing can be left behind.

So, do you really want to try to resurrect Hiro after the save of death?

No, no, choose that path. If there is any unexpected failure, there is really no other way to recover. You will fall into complete despair like Natsuki Subaru.

【Rentaro Okabe: I gave up.】

【Rentaro Okabe: I chose the world line where Mayuri survives.】

【Rentaro Okabe: It was me who gave up the possibility of Kurisu's survival with my own hands, and I killed her.】

November 7th.

Five o'clock in the afternoon.

Jian Gu Zee opened the window, and the cold wind outside instantly blew his blonde hair, but it could not shake the heavy darkness that had almost overflowed in his purple eyes.

"It's so cold..." he murmured.

"Yes." Zhu Fu Jingguang walked over with a red scarf and carefully tied it around his neck. "After all, it's the beginning of winter today, so be careful not to catch a cold."

But even if you wear a scarf, it's still very cold, hiro.

"Don't be so unhappy. I know you hate red, but the red scarf is a symbol of heroes." Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled and patted the red scarf on his chest, eyes.

Liang Jingjing said: "The superhero will be wearing a red cloak behind him, and the Masked Superman always has a red scarf around his neck, right?"

In fact, it was not until he said that the scarf was red.

He raised his hand to stroke the scarf: "Hero?"

The blonde young man suddenly curled the corners of his mouth and bent his eyebrows and eyes gently.

"Hero, hiro." He said, "I almost forgot. When I was a child, I started calling Hiro as Hiro because I thought the pronunciation was very similar to the hero of Hero, and I thought it was as cool as a Mask Superman, so I kept calling it."

They often cheer for the Mask Superman on TV together. After watching it, they went to the park to play Mask Superman wearing a red scarf, pretending that they were the justice Superman and heroes who defeated monsters and bad people together, and they also collected all the cards of Mask Superman.

Zhu Fu Jingguang's fair cheeks instantly turned red, and he touched the stubble on his chin with embarrassment: "So, I, at that time, I thought zero's zero was super handsome, like a super cool and powerful agent codename."

As he said that, he couldn't help laughing.

"Actually, zero has always been that hero." Zhu Fu Jingguang stared at him seriously, with gentle eyebrows, "I used to be, and now, I am a hero who will save Hiro from the darkness."

Jian Gu Ling didn't say anything, but silently lowered his eyes and shrank half of his face into the scarf to block his expression.

However, hiro, the reality is different from the ones on TV.

In fact, heroes will also die, but Superman will also fail, and he will also have people who cannot save them.

December 1st.

Organized in the bar.

Belmode found Bourbon.

The blonde and dark-skinned young man glanced at her, didn't say anything, but raised his glass and greeted a seemingly vague smile and signaled.

Belmode sighed and sat down beside him.

"Borbon, you're too worried about the pursuit of Scotland? Do you still have any feelings for him?"

Bourbon finished drinking the wine in the cup and filled it again, and his tone was casual: "Aren't I injured? Gin was injured and retreated from the front line? What am I going to the front line now? Are you laughing at by everyone? Humph, I don't know them yet? Are you all waiting for me to show up and watch me laugh at me."

Belmode twitched the corner of his mouth.

Let’s not talk about what an injured guy is doing when he gets drunk in a bar every day, just say that Scotland can compare to Bourbon’s playing gin???

Although that shot did shock Belmode and was once again shocked by Scotland's ruthlessness, he had no intention of asking for Bo's natal life after all.

So, these two people really developed some true feelings for each other in the false drama.
To be continued...