Chapter 73 Chapter 73 A good start

Thomas was out of breath. He was coughing and spitting.His heart was beating so fast it couldn't be slowed down.At last he reached the floor of the cabin.He crawled out, hoping to get out of the plane traveler, in case there was any nasty debris flying around, but he caught a glimpse of Brenda out of the corner of his eye.She was pressing some buttons on a control panel, and the gray wall disappeared in a blink of an eye, revealing the cedar siding of the cabin behind.How did she know how to do it?Thomas wondered. "You and Minho get out!" she said, the anxiety in her voice made Thomas puzzled.They're safe now, aren't they? "I have one last thing to do."

Minho had already stood up, he came over and helped Thomas up. "My stinky head can't think anymore! Let her do what she does, go." "Okay," Thomas said.The two looked at each other for a long time, breathing evenly, and finally came back to life from the thrilling few seconds they had just experienced.All death, all pain, is over.It just feels more relaxed now, and maybe, just maybe, it's over. But Thomas felt more of a painful sense of loss. It was really unbearable to watch Teresa die to save herself.Now, looking at his best and true friend in front of him, he could only hold back his tears desperately.At this moment, he vowed never to tell Minho what he did to Newt.

"Of course it's good, Stinkface!" Minho finally said, but his trademark smirk was gone.Instead, that look told Thomas that he knew, and that they were going to have to live with this painful loss for the rest of their lives.He turned around and walked away. It took a long time before Thomas followed. When he stepped outside, he couldn't help but stop, staring at everything in front of him.They came to a place that people have long said no longer exists.Everywhere is green and full of vitality.He was standing on the top of a hill covered with tall green grass and wildflowers.The two hundred or so people they rescued were hanging around, some running and jumping.On the right, down the hillside, the valley was covered with towering trees and stretched away, ending in a majestic rocky mountain, high up into the blue and cloudless sky.On the other side of the lawn on the left is a bush, extending to a large expanse of sand, and then the sea, with huge black waves and white tops, constantly washing the sand.

Heaven!They have come to heaven!How he wished that one day his heart could enjoy the joy of this place! He heard the door of the cabin close and the roar of the fire behind him.He turned around and saw Brenda.She gently pushed him a few steps away from the house that had been engulfed in flames. "Just to make sure?" he asked. "Just to make sure," she repeated, smiling at him so sincerely that he was relieved, relieved, "I feel... sorry for Teresa." "Thank you." He couldn't find another word to reply. She stopped talking, and Thomas didn't think she needed to say anything.They walked over to join the group of men who had fought the final battle with Jensen's gang, all of them covered in scars from head to toe.He saw Frypan with the same eyes he'd seen Minho, and they all turned to the cabin, watching it slowly burn away.

Hours later, Thomas sat on the cliff, his feet dangling from the edge of the rock, looking out to sea.The sun was about to dip below the horizon and looked like it was burning, one of the most spectacular sights he had ever seen. They had already decided to settle down in the forest below, and Minho was already in command—he was organizing the food search party, the construction committee, and the security team.Thomas was happy and didn't want to shoulder even the slightest bit of responsibility.He was so tired, exhausted physically and mentally.He hoped that wherever they were, they were isolated and safe, and that the rest of the world figured out how to deal with the Flare, whether he had a cure or not!He knew the treatment process was going to be long, hard, and ugly, and he was 100 percent sure he never wanted to be involved in it again.

He is already done. "Hey! You're here." Thomas turned and saw it was Brenda. "Hey, you're here too, do you want to sit down?" "Um, okay, thanks!" She sat down next to him. "This reminds me of the sunset over at WICKED, although it's definitely not as spectacular there." "You can say that about a lot of things." The faces of Chuck, Newt, and Theresa came to his mind, and he couldn't help feeling another palpitation. They were silent for a long time, staring at the sky gradually getting dark.The sky and sea slowly change from orange to pink to purple and finally dark blue.

"What's going on in your head?" Brenda asked. "I don't think about anything, I'm really tired of thinking about it." He really thought so.For the first time in his life he felt both free and safe, though at a heavy price. Then Thomas did the only thing he could think of.He reached out and took Brenda's hand. She also squeezed his hand in return. "We have more than 200 people, and they are all immune. This is a good start." He turned his head and looked at her. Hearing her speak so confidently, he couldn't help being suspicious. She seemed to know something that he didn't. "What do you mean by that?"

She leaned over and kissed his cheek. "Nothing, really nothing." Thomas stopped thinking about it, and hugged her closer to him.The sun's rays flickered one last time on the sea level, and then disappeared.