that book.

"No..." Unexpectedly, Isaac stopped him with a very calm tone, "Please don't do this, Mr. Feng."

"Why?" Feng Bujue asked immediately.

"Haha..." At this moment, Isaac, who had always been unsmiling, actually smiled. Although his face was burned beyond recognition, his eyes were still telling something, "Mr. Feng, there is something I need to do."

I have never told anyone about it..." He smiled and said, "If this matter is revealed, I think many people in the resistance will be shocked..." He paused and then said, "Actually,

Before the war broke out, I was a mathematics teacher teaching in primary school...If I hadn't awakened and become a intellectual, I don't think I would have ever discovered that I still had the talent to serve as a soldier."

Just like Beard before his death, Isaac did not feel any pain at this moment. Even though his body had fallen apart, he could still speak normally.

"In the past, I always felt that my life was bad because I was different from the people around me...I would think and question the world." Isaac continued, "Looking at those who are less than ten years old,

But their children are lifeless; and their parents are like zombies, even their words, deeds and thoughts are very similar... All I can feel is despair for the entire society and its future...

“Physical confinement is not terrible, but ideological confinement is terrible…

"AI provides us with a comfortable and simple life, but it takes away other things that are more important to humans...

"I understand all this...

"But I... am no different from anyone else; I accepted that life, accepted that despair.

"Even after I woke up, I didn't try to fight... because I was a weak person, a coward...

"The real reason why I joined the resistance was that my identity as a Zhiyue was discovered by the Pita Army. If I didn't escape, death or transformation would most likely be what awaited me.

"I am not a hero or a legend... I am just a man who seeks relief in the war and does not have the courage to face the future.

"So... please let me die here, Mr. Feng. This is the best ending for me..."

When the other party was halfway through what he said, the movements of Feng Bujue's hands stopped. When Isaac finished speaking, Brother Jue was silent for a few seconds and then said: "Okay, I'll make it happen for you."

Hearing this, Isaac nodded in relief: "Mr. Feng, can I make a final request?"

"Say it." When Feng Bujue replied, he had already stood up and put the book in his hand back into his bag.

"If you are really the savior..." Isaac's voice was choked with sobs, "Please return the game... to the world, and to those of us who don't have the courage to change anything..."
Chapter completed!