Chapter 712 436: My Companions_2

The people who have walked side by side, inseparable, are now divided into two groups.

Su Mo stands alone on the stage, accompanied only by cold machines, all by himself with no one by his side, no longer enjoying the admiration he once had.

The rest stand below, looking up at the person they once trusted the most, who is now going against the entire world, with complex expressions in their eyes.

Though they are only a few steps apart, it feels like an insurmountable chasm separates them, leaving only oppression and silence.

The light from the control panel casts on Su Mo, making him look so cold, and highlighting his lonely, desolate figure.

Just as Su Mo lowers his eyes, about to press the confirm button...

"Director Su." Suddenly, Fenrir speaks out first.

Among so many people, Fenrir has the least interaction with Su Mo.

Their first face-to-face conversation happened when Fenrir was already a renowned Wolf King at the Border, and Su Mo was a rising star in the Inner City.

Neither had walked with each other through the climb from the bottom, and private exchanges were rare, always focused on business.

Yet, kindred spirits need not drink merrily or engage in endless chatter; with shared goals and ideals, silence is the deepest bond.

Fenrir strides up to the control panel, approaches Su Mo, and says deeply, "This isn't just your decision, it's one we all share."

After saying this, she places her hand over Su Mo's on the confirm button.

"Director Su, I believe in you."

Hibell, who has spent half her life following Fenrir, follows suit: "The boss is right. Why treat us like outsiders? We've always shared our fortunes and misfortunes, in the past and even now."

After speaking, she unhesitatingly places her hand on Su Mo's.

"Boss, I believe in you."

Dongdong, KK, and Future also rush to the control panel.

These were Su Mo's initial companions when he first came to this city.

Before meeting Su Mo, some were petty thieves leading precarious lives, where even eating a bowl of roasted potatoes was a joy.

Some fought daily on the streets with other hooligans, dreaming of making it big, but never daring to look up at the heights.

Others, though talented and having seen the world's splendor, gave up trying due to their self-imposed limitations, living like rats in the sewers.

Later, they followed Su Mo out of the Border Mire, crowded into a small, unheated apartment in winter, eating crumbly sandwiches, and finally soared to prominence, witnessing the rise of the Edge from obscurity.

Dongdong led with her hands on her hips, pretending to complain: "You really! Such a big matter, yet you wouldn't give us a heads up."

"I heard you patiently reasoning with that crowd by the computer. I was so anxious I wanted to curse them out for you."

"Why waste words on outsiders? Whatever it is, as long as you decide, just do it. If anyone dares block your way, I'll be the first to kick their ass!"

KK chimed in, "Exactly! What the heck do they know? My big brother wouldn't do me wrong, would he?"

Future, recalling her first encounter with Su Mo's Ancestral Blood Code, jumped for joy, saying, "Though I was initially startled, upon reflection, I should be thrilled!"

"I've long had my fill of the old world's red tape and can't wait to witness the birth of a new world! Hee-hee-hee~"

The three approached Su Mo and placed their hands atop his, one after another.

"Boss, I believe in you."

"Big brother, I believe in you."

"Boss, I believe in you."

After these three "founding elders," two later arrivals, Chu Nanyi and Nuobai, also came forward.

Nuobai joined very late, but if anyone could be called Su Mo's first companion in this world, she would strongly contest that title.

Initially a hunter and prey relationship, they formed a temporary alliance against a common threat, broke out of the Hegemony Company's encirclement on the Windy Plain, and stood together against the unstoppable Razor Rapid Response Team at the Life Sequence Center.

Facing crisis thereafter, both wavered in their resolve to survive, considering betrayal, but ultimately triumphed over human instinct with earnest sincerity, choosing hope and never leaving the other behind.

In her haste, Nuobai left her phone behind and couldn't speak. She touched her heart, then pointed at Su Mo's, smiling softly as she placed her hand on top.

The meaning was clear— I believe in you.

Though Chu Nanyi may lack the passionate interaction with Su Mo that Nuobai has, his dedication to the Edge family is second to none.

Especially during the Fools' Association event, when the Edge faced its greatest crisis.

They say a man kneels to heaven, earth, and his parents, yet at that moment, this seemingly unserious playboy knelt to an enemy to protect the team's safety.

From that moment, he became an inseparable part of Su Mo's life.

Maintaining his usual nonchalance, Chu Nanyi casually flicked his tongue and chuckled: "Well, I don't know much about getting sentimental with another guy, so I'll skip the mushy stuff. Just one thing—"

He placed his hand atop the others': "Director, I believe in you."

The last to come forward were Shangguan Li, Audiana, and Sikinkov.

These three, like Fenrir and Hibell, could strictly be termed "outsiders."

Initially, all were distant from Su Mo. Some were industry-renowned supernovas, some patrons more like bosses than actual bosses, and some so high-ranking that introductions were needed for any meeting.

But it was precisely these once-unreachable seniors who extended countless tangible help, cooperating, and forming deep bonds, walking together until now.

Without hesitation, they placed their hands on top of the others.

"Director Su, I believe in you."

"Youngster, I believe in you."

"Brother, I believe in you."

Seeing the hands piled high atop his own and looking at the faces filled with determination and trust, Su Mo could no longer hold back the sting of tears as they streamed down.

In this world, ambitions differ, and the human heart is the most unpredictable.

He had prepared to face accusations and abandonment from companions, even contemplating the worst scenario, akin to the "demon ending" in the original plot, where former comrades now wield blades against him.

He expected to be pierced and bleeding at their hands, yet they bestowed upon him unwavering trust as always.

Throughout the doomsday tribulations, at this historical crossroads, their trust in him had never changed.

An unprecedented sense of ease enveloped him, surging through like a warm current. At this moment, Su Mo felt happier than anyone else ever had.

Just as Su Mo, ready to press the button with everyone, heard a rough voice shouting, "Wait!"

Chu Nanyi froze, reached into his coat with his free hand, and pulled out a talking gun.

Hand Remnant Treasure: "Count me in too."

Everyone paused, and then burst into laughter.

Su Mo chuckled, wiping his tears and teasingly said, "Oh, I almost forgot about you. Treasure, truth be told, you were the very first elder at the Edge, even before KK, Dongdong, and Future joined."

Hand Remnant Treasure, with a hint of grievance, replied, "Such is the man, in need it's 'Treasure,' but otherwise, I'm left to gather dust."

Su Mo covered his heart, laughing heartily: "Shame on me, shame on me. Come, Treasure, let me hold you again."

Everyone lifted their hands slightly, allowing Su Mo to place Hand Remnant Treasure underneath, just as he had when holding it in battle.

Su Mo glanced over each face, deeply saying, "Thank you, my companions."

Eyes filled with silent strength, all moved in unison under Su Mo's lead.

"Beep." The button was pressed.

A bright light shot out from the central device, enveloping the entire light core, with waveform images on the screen becoming more complex and dense than ever.

Su Motong's extracted consciousness—her every memory, emotion, and thought—was at this moment transformed into digital signals and transmitted into the light core.

At this moment, the predetermined world line stirred unprecedented ripples, like a butterfly flapping its wings in the Amazon forest, sparking a storm covering endless future years.

In the winter of 156 Dawn, the fate of everyone in the world was rewritten.