Chapter 156 There is no such thing as a protagonist or a hero. It is nothing more than a thought to

Most of the aftermath work was handled by Jiang Xiaoci and his team.

Su Yi didn't have much to do, and he had enough time to observe the changes in the survivors in the city.

Even if Su Yi couldn't leave the room, he could connect to the talent units of each team and observe Jinling from their perspectives.

Yes.

Su Yi could already connect to multiple different talent units at the same time.

This was a little trick he had discovered in recent days. It seemed that after Chen Dafeng's super physical data was copied to himself, Su Yi's physical strength and endurance soared, and the effect of his skills was also better.

Su Yi didn't even have to sit on the sofa to keep his balance. He stood by the window and looked at the dark night sky, and he could hear and see the sounds and pictures distributed in different areas of the city through various teams.

It is said that the night before dawn is the darkest, as if the claws covered the sky and the sky above the whole city.

There were no stars in the dark black dawn, and the extremely heavy darkness rendered every corner of the city.

But even in front of the extremely dim dawn, there was light flickering slightly.

Su Yi looked out the window. He saw not only the bright lights in his community, but also the twinkling lights in the far distance of the city.

Those were the means of illumination for some survivors, who had already walked out of their homes.

Suddenly.

Su Yi heard a faint singing voice.

It was not the movement in Su Yi's community, but a military transport team in Dongcheng District that Su Yi connected with his perspective.

The transport team set out from the city center. Three transport vehicles were loaded with supplies ready for allocation and transportation between urban areas. Dozens of fully armed soldiers were guarding the supplies on the vehicles.

When the transport team was driving on the dark streets, suddenly a child's singing came from a community not far away.

It was the people in the community who discovered the transport team.

A soldier with a gun raised his head to observe. He saw windows being opened one after another, and people standing in front of the windows.

They watched the convoy, and there were children singing loudly. The tender singing had magical power, which attracted people in the community to sing spontaneously, and the voices gathered.

Soldiers from different time and space may not understand this song, but Su Yi can understand it.

"Rise up! People who don't want to be slaves!"

"Use our flesh and blood to build our new Great Wall!"

"The Chinese nation has reached the most dangerous time! Everyone is forced to make the last roar!"

This is the national anthem.

As the transport convoy got closer and closer, Su Yi heard it more and more clearly.

It was the high-pitched and loud March of the Volunteers echoing in the darkness.

There were men and women in the singing, and thousands of people gathered together, with sonorous sounds, bursting out with exciting power.

People's eyes followed the convoy, and the singing gradually became louder and spread.

The singing was like the collision of metal and stone, full of hot blood!

People farther away heard it.

Everyone who heard the singing joined in spontaneously.

The wider and louder the singing became, the more it gradually spread throughout the city!

No matter which neighborhood people were in, the moment they heard the singing, they couldn't help but blend in.

This is a song that everyone can sing without learning.

In the face of the doomsday disaster, the power of this song is particularly inspiring.

Su Yi stood by the window, his eyes flickering as he looked at the dark city.

He no longer needed to use skills to connect to the transport vehicle, he could still hear the gradually majestic singing.

He even saw it.

As the singing continued to rise, the dark night was gradually penetrated by a ray of red light!

The sun appeared in the east.

The morning sun was rising, and the red light dispelled the darkness over the city.

It was dawn.

......

The convoy also stopped.

The convoys of different transport teams received the latest order issued by Jiang Xiaoci.

"Slow down and distribute supplies along the street."

Jiang Xiaoci changed the original post-war regulations. She decided not to centrally process these supplies, but to distribute them directly to the people along the street.

No need to wait for the next step, start from now! Start with the most difficult people!

Give it to whoever needs it!

She is good at seizing every opportunity and doing her best to create the most perfect commander image for Su Yi.

Su Yi also heard Jiang Xiaoci's order.

He did not refuse, he had no reason to refuse.

Even if Jiang Xiaoci's behavior was self-interested, it was undeniable that it was beneficial to the people.

The more at this time, the more silent Su Yi was.

He knew that he had mastered a powerful talent for the shelter, but he was more fortunate that he had mastered the SSS-level talent.

"If I hadn't become stronger, I would be one of all the ordinary people."

"There is no natural protagonist in this world, we are actually just ordinary people."

"Ordinary people need heroes more; and heroes also come from ordinary people."

Su Yi realized a new truth in the song.

He suddenly understood what he should do and what he should do.

Before the end of the world, he had read many doomsday novels, and he had envied and longed to be the protagonists who had power and beauty.

People are always like this, always ignoring the fact that not everyone can become the protagonist, and always feel that they must be an alternative existence.

If I didn't become the protagonist, then the hero I longed to stand by my side, was it the selfish protagonist in those books?

Is it the protagonist who oppresses people for desire and self-interest, who regards human life as worthless and compatriots as tools?

What if I am the oppressed? What if I am the one killed by the protagonist, a passerby who is not worth mentioning?

"There is no protagonist in this world, nor is there a god, only the people are supreme."

Su Yi has heard a lot of red truths, and his ears are calloused. He also disdained these positions before the end of the world and looked at them with a critical eye.

But now Su Yi deeply understands his previous ignorance.

Red faith is the faith that should not be criticized and denied in this world.

It can stand the test and is also the most simple and unpretentious faith born in people's hearts.

"I seem to be sublimated again?"

Su Yi murmured, and suddenly laughed.

Let it be sublimated.

At least he feels that he is very transparent now!

"I may not be the protagonist of the end of the world at this moment, but I must do something special, something that I can be truly proud of!"

Su Yi took a deep breath, and he had thoroughly understood what he should do next.

It is not about winning people's hearts, rectifying the city, or strengthening one's own power.

It is to fight against disasters and save people in the true sense, to allow more ordinary people to survive in the doomsday, and to restore the normal order of this country!

Leave a name in history!

This name, Su Yi, has left it!

Of course, things must be implemented in specific actions, and slogans alone are not enough.

Su Yi knows that based on his current situation, if he wants to realize his ideals, he must not rely on himself alone.

He has to rely on Jiang Xiaoci's internal affairs management to a large extent.

He must let Jiang Xiaoci understand his will and ideas, and know his true intentions.

Su Yi adjusted his mood, contacted Jiang Xiaoci as soon as possible, and told him all his thoughts and plans.

"Sir, we have been doing this all the time."

Jiang Xiaoci was not surprised. Even though she was so busy that she couldn't stop, she still answered gently: "I know your worries. I will always stand by your side and support you all the time."

"Xiaoci, what I mean is... we should really do something, not just to make me stronger, but to benefit the country and the people."

Su Yi pondered: "I know these words may sound a bit false and empty, but I am serious. In every special era, there are always people who have to stand up."

"Yes, sir; I have initially formulated a detailed plan, and I will try to handle all these things within a week."

"I will let the people of Jinling feel your will personally, and I will not let everyone misunderstand."

Jiang Xiaoci nodded. She understood Su Yi's thoughts.

But compared to these, she cared more about another thing: "So, my good sir... Are you planning to put yourself in the spotlight when you say this?"