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Chapter 283 of 898

Chapter 283: Seabirds and swimming fish

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What is the meaning of life, and what is the purpose of living?

When people have wisdom, they will inevitably think about this question.

Different people will have different answers, and the same person will have

different answers at different times.

Dulce’s childhood was not happy, but he still had a strong desire to live.

Although it is difficult for him to explain why he desires so much, after all,

he does not want to die.

I have to say that rejection and fear of death are the reasons for the vast

majority of people to live. This has nothing to do with the sublime, but is

just the most basic instinct of life.

Because death means everything is silent, and you can no longer feel this

wonderful world, and there will be no changes. The absolute unknown also

brings absolute fear. This fear is like a whip that beats life to the

direction of survival. Climb and move forward.

As the body gradually became paralyzed and cold, the shadow of death gradually

spread across Dulce's body and consciousness. The only remaining consciousness

was gradually shrouded in fear.

Am I going to die here?

Will the school teacher save me?

I'm just a student from a slum, do those masters really care about me?

Is there anyone waiting for my death because of Vileen’s family background?

I don't want to die here

Will someone really come to treat me?

I don't dare to bet

I want to live.

The cold of death, like black weeds, spread wildly in his heart, and he began

to fear, fearing that this is not just a game, but a real curtain call to

life.

It is difficult for a drowning person to be sensible, he will madly grasp

everything that can be grasped.

The remaining consciousness began to move violently, like a fish swimming

wildly in the ice water, refusing to freeze and freeze the only place to

shelter.

The students on the high platform looked down, holding their breath, nervous

and anticipating.

In the quiet Jingyue Lake, Dulce sank into the bottom of the lake quietly. But

because of exhaustion, Wei Lin landed on a rock emerging from the water, and

the demonic features disappeared, the scales receded, and the corners

disappeared. She gasped violently, her overwhelmed body kept trembling,

bloodstains popped from time to time, and painful wailing in her throat from

time to time.

Who will win this game?

This kind of thought emerged in the hearts of the students, and some people

expected it to be Wei Lin, because she was indeed very beautiful, and she was

also the eldest lady of the noble family, with excellent pedigree. And she is

so desperate, doing everything to win, this kind of decisive aura makes people

can't help but admire.

Some people expect it to be Dulce, because he was born as a child in a slum,

and reached where he is now by his own struggle. If he can succeed, can I do

the same? So little hope emerged in my heart unconsciously.

In the winter night, the cold wind blows, and there are some ice particles in

the silence, falling on the lake under the moonlight, the lake is quiet and

dark, and time seems to be blurred and frozen at this moment.

...

...

...

Wow--

A pale and sturdy hand stretched out of the lake.

Carrying the cold water of the lake, that hand was pressed against the rocks

in the lake, the finger bones were fierce and protruding, the back of the hand

and wrist were covered with scars, the light red flesh rolled outwards, and

the green veins were exposed.

Slowly, accompanied by the sound of wet water, a dark and pale figure slowly

crawled out of the water.

The flexible and strong body that used to be so heavy is now so heavy, every

minute of movement makes the body exhausted, he struggled to slowly roll out

of the water, and then fell back on the gravel, his chest violently ups and

downs, breathing ordinary and beautiful again air.

Every cell in the body seems to be cheering at this moment. Although the

bright moon in the sky is far away, it is clearly reflected in the pupils of

the eyes at this moment.

Even though the pain is still groaning all over the body, telling him how

uncomfortable, but at this moment he feels a kind of heartfelt happiness, at

least he can still feel the pain, right? This is the symbol and meaning of

being alive.

Dulce supported the ground with his hands and slowly stood up on the gravel

again, and the audience on the stone platform quietly watched the final

competition come.

He found the figure of Wei Lin in the distance, looked at the girl who fell on

the ground constantly twitching and wailing, and slowly moved over.

The battle continues.

Dulce concealed his footsteps, moving speed is not fast, sometimes even have

to find something to help him, so as not to fall, the distance can be crossed

in half a second in the past, but this time walked close to the time of a

pocket watch, it can be seen that Wei Lin How terrifying its attacks and

toxins are.

But even so, he got there.

Holding the picked up stone in his hand, as he approached, he gradually saw

the embarrassed noble girl clearly.

The stone smashed in the past, the speed is not enough, but it is dangerous

enough for Wei Lin at this moment.

Weilin resisted the pain, suppressed the chaotic magic in her body, kicked

out, swept a red mark, bounced the stone away, then waved her arm again, five

claw marks cut through the air and hit Dulce. , Brought a burst of blood.

But that's the end. The attack at the end of the crossbow was able to break

through the skin, and could no longer move forward. Dulce approached Weilin

again, and when his knees and fists were about to hit Weilin, a reddish light

curtain blocked the attack. , Making Dulce hit the soft water.

"Dulsey wins."

The referee's announcement finally came from the sky, because Wei Lin's body

at the moment could no longer withstand any attacks.

Tsunami-like cheers came from the sky, and the voice of congratulations

resounded through the earth. Dulce finally fell to the ground contentedly,

watching the colorful fireworks rising in the sky.

It's so beautiful, this world.

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On the eve of the Winter Festival Gala, the college competition ended.

Dulce won this championship ~www.mtlnovel.com~ and became one of the ten

"single crowns", with Weilin runner-up, Xingliu ranked third, and walking

trails fourth. After nearly thirty years of interval, Bridge Pier Academy once

again won the honor of the only crown among students, and Dulce became the

hero of the Academy.

The thrilling of this competition, the entanglement and difficulty of the

final finals are also extremely rare in the past. The top few players in the

competition also began to emerge from poor families, not only Dulce, but Nana,

Lili, and Lingxin are mostly ordinary people who have no background.

Although personal efforts are no match for this huge trend and the background

of the times, with the advancement of technology, the slow advancement of

civilization, and the gradual popularization of knowledge, when more and more

schools of fish churning in the sea, one or two eventually jumped out. The

surface of the water is close to the sky.

These small miracles that broke out in the ordinary, although the proportions

are still small, they also show the changes in the world.

It is as if the birds flying in the sky begin to fall, and the fishes

snorkeling in the sea begin to float up. Perhaps one day, they will collide

head-on.

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