BOOM...
The robot had activated its self-destruct mode and began blowing itself up along with the laboratory. The lab exploded, and flames rapidly spread everywhere.
The weak boy regained consciousness. He had briefly passed out and was just waking up. When he looked around, he saw that Eldos and Erzhan had already died long ago. Aizhan's leg was crushed under a huge slab of concrete.
Without thinking, the weak boy stood up and tried to save Aizhan. However, he didn't have the strength. He couldn't even move the concrete, let alone lift it. He was too weak — his power was completely insufficient. He became extremely angry with himself for failing to save her.
Aizhan didn't want to see him cry. Before tears could fully form in the weak boy's eyes, Aizhan smiled faintly. Despite the immense pain, she endured it and spoke in a trembling voice:
"You… you must never… cry. Even if you feel like crying, from now on… from now on, when you remember these events, don't cry for us… Promise me…"
Aizhan paused for a moment because of the pain in her leg, then continued in a trembling voice:
"This is not your fault… Promise me… that you will never cry because of these things, thinking about us and your late mother… Promise me… if you truly respect us. We all loved you… I'm sure your mother wouldn't want you to cry either. Let me tell you one thing… I've been watching you for a long time… I loved you, and I saw everything… everything… Now go…"
After saying her final words, Aizhan closed her eyes and passed away.
The weak boy blamed himself bitterly but barely held back his tears. As he escaped the burning laboratory, he saw Kaisar standing there. Kaisar was looking at him with a mixture of rage and shock.
In an angry voice, raising it slightly, Kaisar shouted:
"You… This is all your fault… Because of you…"
Then he calmed down a little and spoke in a cold, hateful voice:
"If you had never met us… I will hate you for the rest of my life…"
Kaisar ran into the burning laboratory and jumped into the flames.
The weak boy reached out his hand, wanting to stop him, but he couldn't. He was too late.
Once again, the weak boy inwardly blamed and hated himself.
At that moment, the weak boy's personal servant arrived. He had quit his job after learning that Rasul had thrown the boy out, felt deep pity for him, and had been searching for him. He arrived just in time to witness the horrific scene.
The weak boy had become completely cold and emotionless. He was utterly broken. He now even hated himself.
In a cold tone and with a cold voice, he asked:
"Teacher… tell me… is it possible to protect the people you value? From now on, I don't want to lose anything else."
The teacher replied calmly, in a calm voice:
"Yes, it is possible… But for that, you need power…"
The weak boy said:
"Power… Good. I am ready to do anything to achieve it…"