"Look at it, gently close your eyes, don't be afraid, I'll take you home..." Chu Jin said, pausing after each word. His tone, light and faint, seemed to be coated with a layer of magic that made people let down all their defenses and relax as never before.
The youth watched the crystal pendulum swing gently before his eyes, his eyelids growing heavier and the smile at his lips becoming stronger, eventually settling there.
He could finally go home.
He saw his long-missed parents.
And Yellowie, who always loved to follow him around.
How wonderful.
He had finally come back.
Back under the sunshine.
Chu Jin slowly retracted the Pendulum, calmly placing it into his pocket.
For this young man.
Death was the best release.
At least, in the last moment of his life, he was happy.
Chu Jin took a step back, bowing deeply to the youth, and then began to take action.
He took out bombs from the Purple Thunder space.
He carefully hid the bombs in every corner of this laboratory.