Chapter 132: Luo Ji, reviled by all humanity, faces the Trisolaran world in a graveyard showdown on a rainy night!

The curtain's image did not linger long on that dim star map.

The camera pulled back to Earth.

The construction footage of the Snow Project advanced frame by frame.

But unlike the vigor with which Taylor and Rediaz once mobilized global resources, the project's progress is terrifyingly slow.

In the factory workshop, only one-third of the workstations on the assembly line have their lights on.

The remaining workstations are empty, and the workers have long since disappeared.

At the rocket launch site, the massive launch tower is covered in rust stains.

A rocket carrying an oil-film warhead has been waiting on the launch pad for three days,

because the ground flour team couldn't muster enough operators, it was delayed.

The curtain gave out a set of cold data.

【After the Doomsday Battle, humanity's societal mentality suffered a cliff-like collapse.】

【Escapism spread worldwide. The number of underground spaceship workshops increased four hundredfold.】

【The Snow Project's required nuclear warhead production capacity has only reached seventeen percent of the plan.】

On a street holographic screen, a bald commentator waves at the camera.

"What good is early warning? Folks, face reality! Even if we know which direction the droplet is coming from, can we stop it?"

"Three thousand star‑class battleships were strung like candied haws by a single droplet—do you think a few extra seconds of warning could change the outcome?"

The comment section's barrage frenziedly filled the screen.

"Wallfacers are all swindlers!"

"Don't waste resources—allocate the budget to the escape plan!"

"Luo Ji was a good-for-nothing two centuries ago, and now he wants to swindle a second time?"

The whole societal atmosphere remains desperate.

The scene shifts.

A cramped community apartment.

The wall paint is peeling, the heating pipes are exposed, emitting an intermittent buzzing sound.

On the table sits a packet of gray synthetic food, beside it half a cup of cold water, and some low‑quality cigarettes.

Luo Ji sits in the only chair, staring at the holographic terminal before him.

The terminal displays the Snow Project's progress report. Seventeen percent.

He wears a jacket washed white, its zipper half‑broken, held together with a rope.

The curtain's subtitles slowly appear.

【All privileges of Wallfacer Luo Ji have been revoked.】

【No estate, no red wine, no silk pajamas.】

【His wife Zhuang Yan and daughter were taken to a safe anonymous location, cutting off all contact with him.】

【And as Wallfacer Luo Ji, because he long failed to give people hope of victory, he has been despised and blamed by all humanity.】

The scene continues.

In the apartment hallway.

Luo Ji carries the synthetic food back when he bumps into a group of young people.

"He's Luo Ji! That Wallfacer!"

The ringleader, his face flushed red as if drunk,

he points a finger, and the others immediately surround him.

"Get out of this community! If you can't be a savior, don't give us hope in the first place!"

An aluminum can flies over and hits Luo Ji's shoulder.

Synthetic ketchup splatters his face.

"You Wallfacers have wasted centuries of human resources, saved nothing—murderers!"

More trash is thrown at him.

Luo Ji neither fights back nor argues.

He lowers his head, shields the bag of food, and slips sideways out of the crowd.

The apartment door is kicked from behind.

"Get out by tomorrow! We don't want you here!"

Dust from the vibrating door panel settles on Luo Ji's hair.

He stands at the end of the hallway, holding that bag of cheap food, ketchup smeared on his face, silent for a long time.

Then he picks up the terminal and continues to call the Snow Project coordination line.

In the myriad worlds chat channel, at this moment a strange quiet appears.

Land of Light, Space Garrison Headquarters.

Taro jumps to his feet, slamming his fist on the control panel, triggering two alarms.

"What's wrong with these humans?! He's fighting for them against the Trisolaran civilization—yet they attack their own savior?!"

Ultraman Father reaches out, pressing down on Taro's shoulder.

"Taro."

Ultraman Father's voice is low and deep.

"This is humanity. Fear drives them to seek scapegoats. In their eyes, Wallfacers represent the era of failure, representing all they have lost."

"This is humanity's flaw, and we must accept it."

Only by facing shortcomings can there be progress.

Saiwen didn't speak. His hand gripped the handle of the ice axe, his knuckles clenched tightly.

Super Beast Armored World, the Black Tortoise spaceship.

Huo Linfei slammed the table so hard the whole spaceship shook.

"Too much! Do these people have no conscience?! Luo Ji was willing to take a bullet for them, yet they throw trash at him?!"

Star Human Federation, flagship of the Fourth Fleet.

Grand Marshal Xide ni stood by the porthole.

【68> She was previously one of the harshest critics of Luo Ji on the Myriad Worlds Public Screen.

She was previously one of the people who cursed Luo Ji the most harshly on the Myriad Worlds Public Screen.

"Traitor," "rice worm," "should be sent to a military court and executed,"

Every line came from her.

At this moment she gazed at the man on the sky curtain whose face was smeared with ketchup, who could find no place to sleep on the rainy night street, and fell silent for a full thirty seconds.

Then she sat down and slowly typed a line on the keyboard.

【Star People's Union—Grand Marshal Xide ni】: I retract part of my previous evaluation of Wallfacer Luo Ji. A person, after being abandoned by the whole world, still chooses to stay.

He continues to advance his plan. No matter whether this plan ultimately proves useful, this determination deserves a soldier's respect.

As this comment drifted out, the Myriad Worlds Public Screen fell silent for two seconds.

Grand Marshal Xide ni.

That extremely iron-blooded hawkish woman.

She actually spoke words of praise to Luo Ji.

Naruto World.

Sasuke stood on high ground, his cloak snapping in the night wind.

The Copy Wheel Eye locked onto the staggering figure walking in the rain on the sky curtain.

He did not speak on the public screen.

But his gaze lingered on that back longer than ever before.

The man abandoned by the world, walking alone in the rain.

How similar his back is to that of a certain boy who, many years ago, left Wood Leaf and walked down a dark road.

Sasuke averted his gaze and let out a faint sigh.

"Although this Wallfacer has done nothing wrong…… he is now powerless to turn the tide."

"The clash between civilizations has never been about who is right or wrong, but about whose fist is stronger."

The sky curtain continued to advance.

A rainy night.

In the picture, the city lights were sparse, the sky pressed low by dark clouds.

Luo Ji wore that soaked old jacket and boarded a bus.

Outside the vehicle, the cold rain pattered.

Inside the vehicle played the song "Hawthorn Tree Love".

Luo Ji felt the cold rainy night outside, wanting to board the vehicle.

On the vehicle were the songs he and Zhuang Yan used to love most.

However, things went against his wishes.

He was soon recognized.

When the passengers on the vehicle saw Luo Ji's face clearly, they kicked him off the vehicle.

The reason was that Wallfacer Luo Ji personally gave humanity hope, then extinguished it.

Unpardonable.

Luo Ji was shoved to the ground, watching the bus drive away.

He alone walked forward in the cold rain.

He actually wished to stay on the vehicle a little longer, to hear "Hawthorn Tree Love" once more.

The rain did not stop.

The sky curtain's image followed Luo Ji for a long time.

There was no background music, no narration.

Only the sound of rain hitting the synthetic pavement, and the footsteps of a pair of soaked old leather shoes.

The bus's taillights had already disappeared at the end of the street.

The melody of "Hawthorn Tree Love" also, together with those two red lights, was swallowed by the rain curtain.

Dragon Ball World, King Kai's Planet.

Wukong didn't speak.

He sat cross-legged all the time, tilting his head to look at the sky curtain.

But from the moment Luo Ji was kicked off the bus, his expression changed.

Not anger, not regret.

It was something rarely seen on Sun Wukong's face.

Confusion.

"Piccolo."

"Hmm."

"He could obviously just ignore it, right?"

Bi Ke did not look at him.

"He was scolded by the whole world, thrown away as trash, and even his wife and children were taken away."

"He could completely discard his identity as a Wallfacer, find a place to hide, and live his life."

Wu Kong's hand clenched the fabric on his knee.

"Why don't you leave?"

The King of Worlds pushed his sunglasses, unusually not responding.

Bi Ke stood in the wind, arms crossed.

After a long time, he finally spoke.

"Because besides him, no one can do this."

"If he leaves, there will be no one."

Wu Kong raised his head, looking at that silhouette in the rain on the sky screen.

"Like that…"

His voice was very soft.

"Then he's stronger than I am."

Bi Ke turned his head.

"For enemies I can't beat, I can train, I can get stronger, I can fight again."

Wu Kong said seriously,

"But he can't win. His body is just that of an ordinary person. His enemy is the entire universe."

"An ordinary person, bearing the malice of the whole universe, still doesn't run."

Wu Kong scratched his head.

"I can't do something like that."

Super Beast Armored World, Black Tortoise Spaceship.

Huo Lin Fei buried his face in his hands.

Miao Tiao Jun stood beside him, his lips moving a few times, but no sound came out.

Huo Lin Fei said in a muffled voice: "He can't even finish listening to a single song."

"Ah?"

"The song playing on that bus. It's the one he and his wife used to listen to. He just wants to finish listening to that song, but he can't."

Huo Lin Fei lifted his head, his eye sockets reddened all around.

"What exactly does he owe those people? Why must they treat him like this?"

Sai Bo Tan Xing, Ba Tian Hu Base.

Hong Zhi Zhu came over, probing to speak: "Leader, that Yu Zhiba Zuozhu still hasn't replied—do you want—"

"Shut up."

Wei Zhen Tian did not look at him.

The crimson optical sensor locked firmly onto the sky screen.

After an unknown amount of time, Wei Zhen Tian's electronic voice sounded.

Very low. So low that Hong Zhi Zhu almost couldn't hear it.

"The lifespan of carbon-based life is less than a hundred stellar cycles."

"He used the best part of it to bear the pressure for those vermin who despise him."

"What for?"

Hong Zhi Zhu probed in reply: "Maybe… he has his reasons?"

"He has no reason." Wei Zhen Tian's voice suddenly turned cold.

"If there were a reason, that would be a transaction."

"To do this without reason—"

He paused.

"That is sacrifice."

Another second of silence.

A barrage appeared on the Myriad Worlds Public Screen.

【Marvel Universe—Tony Stark】: Everyone, I deeply sympathize with that man's plight. But I am more concerned about another matter.

【Marvel Universe—Tony Stark】: Snowy project, tens of thousands of nuclear warheads. Despite the whole world not cooperating, he still doggedly pushed to advance this project.

【Marvel Universe—Tony Stark】: A person abandoned by the whole world would not waste his last strength on a "warning radar".

【Marvel Universe—Tony Stark】: I suspect those nuclear warheads are not used to watch the water droplet.

On the sky screen,

the picture continued.

Luo Ji walked forward along the road, the cold rain already soaking his clothing.

Finally, he appeared at the gate of a desolate cemetery.

He walked in alone.

Tombstones were arranged in the rain mist, gray-white stone tablets covered with water stains.

He stopped before a tombstone.

Three characters were carved on the stone.

Ye Wenjie.

The old man who, at the beginning of everything, handed him the clue of the Dark Forest Law.

Luo Ji stood by the grave for a long time.

Rainwater ran down his hair, sliding along his cheeks into his collar.

Then he crouched down.

He began to dig the wet soil in front of the grave with his hands.

Mud water filled the gaps under his nails.

He did not stop.

He dug a shallow pit.

Its length was just enough for an adult man to lie down.

He lay down in it.

He lay face up.

Rainwater poured down on him from head to face.

A small device was attached to his chest.

A heart monitor.

Subtitles appeared silently on the sky curtain.

【Wallfacer Luo Ji, at Ye Wenjie's grave, dug a tomb for himself.】

The message stream of the myriad-worlds public screen stopped.

It was not a system failure; nobody was typing.

Cybertron.

Megatron stared at the screen. His crimson optical sensor did not flicker.

He opened his mouth.

There was no sound.

Optimus Prime stood beside him, his blue optical sensor quietly reflecting the silhouette of the person lying in the mud pit on the sky curtain.

"Megatron."

Optimus Prime spoke in a low voice,

"This human, what is he doing?"

Silence.

"……He seems to have dug a grave for himself."

Megatron gave an honest answer.

On the public screen, a line of text popped up.

【Naruto World—Uchiha Sasuke】: @Cybertron—Megatron. Iron Skin, did you see that? Your savior dug a grave for himself.

【Naruto World—Uchiha Sasuke】: This is the end. A person abandoned by the whole world, at the enemy's grave, chose death.

【Naruto World—Uchiha Sasuke】: You lost.

Megatron watched this danmaku.

He did not refute.

…

However.

On the sky curtain, Luo Ji, lying in the mud pit, opened his eyes.

Rainwater splashed into his pupils; he did not blink.

His lips moved.

His voice was not loud, but the sky curtain transmitted each word clearly throughout the myriad worlds.

"I am speaking to the Trisolaran civilization."

The myriad-worlds public screen instantly filled with question marks.

【Starfolk Union—Grand Marshal Sidney】: Who is he talking to?

【Armored Warrior—Beimiao】: This person is already crazy; the Trisolaran civilization is four light-years away—how can he communicate?

【Naruto World—Uchiha Sasuke】: Did he collapse from too much mental pressure?

【Super Beast Armament—Huolin Fei】: What does that mean???

All the confusion lasted less than a second.

In the air, that visible sophon light point.

It began to flash intensely.

The Trisolaran civilization, four light-years away, monitors in real time via the sophon.

They heard it.

Luo Ji knew they were listening.

He lay in the muddy water, rainwater sliding down his cheeks, but his voice had steadied to an eerily calm degree.

Subtitles appeared on the sky curtain.

【Wallfacer Luo Ji—The Final Confrontation.】

The image suddenly darkened.

It froze on Luo Ji's eyes burning in the darkness.

…