First Player - Chapter 719

  Chapter 719 Chapter 717 “I’m afraid I’ll go before spring.”

  Su Mingan looked at the people singing.

   He must have read it wrong and had hallucinations.

   Otherwise, how could he see the shadow of the white dove in the pupils reflected by these people, holding the green branches of the spring day.

   “Xiaoshuai, you will definitely succeed. When we find new resources, everyone will be rescued…” Xi whispered, pulling at his clothes.

   “Okay.” Su Ming’an promised, he saw the frostbite on Xi’s face, one after another, wrinkled with her smile, like a blooming rose.

   “You promised, don’t cheat, don’t leave.” Xi said.

   “Well, I promised.” Su Ming’an said.

   For the first time, he intuitively felt this kind of large-scale war.

  This world is very similar to his world, as if he has stepped into a war-torn Zhai Xing. Everyone he sees has his own thoughts; everything he experiences contains feelings that cannot be replicated; what he is in is not a copy of a game, but a real large world.

  When the group is excited, human beings can rationalize all negative emotions such as fear, panic, pain, numbness, etc., and point the spearhead to a clear goal. But nowadays, people have no goals. The biggest enemy is their own hunger and cold.

   This enemy has almost no solution.

  There is no means of revenge – people can’t even see the shadow of the enemy, they can only feel that their world is being invaded a little bit. The more enemies I kill, the more confused I feel…

  —What are they fighting for?

  —who can their weapons be aimed at?

   Humans will always die from greed, and Akto will always die from the city-state, no matter how many times it is repeated. The gods are always out of their reach, whispering in people’s ears.

   “I feel like I’m trapped…” Before getting drunk, Xi leaned on him and made a catnapping sound:

   “…What are we trapped in, why can’t we break free… Xiaoshuai, you are so smart, do you know…”

   She leaned to the side and fell to the ground drunk, her cheeks flushed with smoke.

   “City Lord, I’ll take her to rest.” Sen said.

   “Okay.” Su Ming’an said.

  Sen Kelstia hugged Xi, like a young granddaughter, his gray hair glowed with a shimmer of crystal under the firelight, if the wrinkles on his face were removed. He still looks like the 32 years since the cataclysm, when Su Mingan first saw him, he was full of heroism.

However, when he picked her up and stood up, his ankles “clicked”, which seemed to be the sound of bones. His forward-leaning spine dragged his trembling body, and he walked forward step by step, his shoulders were full of the weight of years. Even the red cloak behind him faded.

  Others came to toast and invited Su Mingan to sing together, Su Mingan shook his head. He passed the drunken people and returned to his camping tent.

   He sat for a long time in front of the scattered war sand table.

   The barrage was like snowflakes, passing through his field of vision. Today is the third day of the first lunar month. People are still in the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year. The coldness and despair here have nothing to do with them.

   He squatted on the table for a while until everyone outside fell asleep.

  In the early morning, he covered the hidden area of ​​space and left the tent without awakening anyone. Many people slept on the ground, some curled up the leaves to sleep, some leaned against the branches and dozed off, the air was warm with a smoky red wine, and the bonfire was still “crackling” at night.

   A figure was waiting for him under the tree.

  Su Mingan put away the space domain: “What’s the matter?”

  Noel took off his black robe: “I’ll give you the latest battle situation, you don’t want to go back to Doom City for the time being.”

  Su Ming’an said, “Did something happen to Doom City?”

“Yes, Doomsday City has been under a full-scale attack…” Noel said here, glanced at Su Ming’an’s expression: “But I want to tell you… Su Ming’an, not everyone is ungrateful, and some people are unwilling to hand you over. People Their loved ones are about to freeze to death, so they can sacrifice a human hero who saved them…”

  Su Ming’an said: “No need to say, I understand.”

   He never complained about these people who chose to live, nor did he hate them.

   “Want to take a walk with me? Talk about clues by the way.” Noel said.

   “Let’s go.” Su Ming’an said.

   He just couldn’t sleep.

   Walking in the dark night without light is not a good walking experience. Surrounded by ghostly dead trees. However, Su Ming’an’s expression was very relaxed. As long as he didn’t think about anything, it was the best trip for him.

  Su Mingan thought that when the dungeon had just started, Nuoer pushed his wheelchair and ran through the ruins of the City of Measurement, dragging the long dragon that the players were chasing. It rained heavily that day, and it was gray, like smoke and dust floating in the sky. The blond boy lowered his head and said to him – Su Ming’an, let’s run away, leave these humans alone, let’s run away in the game, run far away, run away to a place where no one can see it and no one can blame it.

   But both of them knew it was impossible.

  So after that, Noel separated his soul and body with puppet silk and staged a puppet show spanning thirty-three weeks.

   They have something they can’t give up even if they die.

   So they can’t escape even if they die.

  Noel held up a lantern, and the bright yellow light dispelled the thick night fog, like a bright morning star. As he walked ahead, the rustling in the woods seemed to be music.

“Su Ming’an, do you think… When the order and laws are completely disintegrated, will the world become such an apocalypse?” Nuoer murmured: “Too many people want you to die, where does the ‘justice’ come from? “

  “…”

“Everything that hinders oneself is regarded as ‘the way to death’, and there is no notary to judge the correctness of the action. Every day, a new ‘personal law’ is created in people’s mouths, forming a new The code of law, to maintain this rule by force.” Noel said:

“Everyone holds the code in their hearts and becomes a ‘arbiter’ like Tretia, judging whether a person is sick with the naked eye, and asking these ‘judgments’ to end according to the order in their hearts – [he Under the bewitchment of Wei, your existence is against the survival and wishes of most people, so you are in the code of everyone’s heart – regarded as ‘survival illegal’, your breathing and heartbeat are no longer protected by order.”

  Noel is a very thorough person.

   His voice floated in the dark woods, as if the fog in front of him was gradually lifted.

“in other words-“

  Noel said:

   “People have judged your end in place of reasonable order and overall situation. Your death has been written by them in the code of their hearts.”

  Su Ming walked quietly.

   “But it’s not your fault,” Noel said.

  “…”

“The Su Ming’an I know is not like this. It’s just that in just over ten days, you are much more silent than the eighth world.” Noel said: “The first player is the first player that Zhai Xingren hoped. Asa · Akto is a hero in the hearts of the residents of the ruined world. And Su Mingan… just this Su Mingan who talks to me.”

  He looked up.

It’s raining.

   The night rain was cold and cold, wet the charred forest leaves and sprinkled them on their shoulders. When this cold rain falls, I don’t know how many people will freeze to death. A disaster in this world can implicate hundreds of thousands of people in one occurrence, which is incomparable to the casualties of the previous dungeon.

   “I had a wish a long time ago.” Su Mingan said, “I hope my life can really be happy…”

   He didn’t say any more.

   These are his first sincere words tonight.

   “It’s hard to do,” Noel said.

   “Well. It’s difficult to achieve.” Su Ming’an said.

   The heavy rain at night made it feel sticky and clammy. Noel held out his umbrella, but he still couldn’t stop the slanting rain, and the cold pierced them like thin needles.

   “Su Ming’an, I have never been able to see your ending, your future is completely unpredictable…” Noel said.

   “We have no end.” Su Ming’an said.

  Ding, ding, ding.

  The rain hit the umbrellas, the majestic rain engulfed the sight, and clasped them like a hood. The two huddled under the rain, like fish waiting for the tide to come. The fine cold rain outside was like a sharp sword coming down, and only the sky and earth under the umbrella could breathe.

   Approaching the camp, Noel stopped.

   “I’ll take you to the vicinity of the camp, I’ll go back to the city first.” Noel said: “Remember, don’t go back to Doom City for the time being.”

   “Okay.” Su Ming’an took Nuoer’s umbrella and watched Nuoer’s figure gradually disappear into the rain.

   When approaching the camp, Su Mingan heard someone arguing.

   That is the voice of Sen Kelstia, Anjie, Jocelyn and others. Su Mingan approached silently and saw dozens of people standing in the shade of a tree talking in a low voice.

“—He is no longer an omniscient and almighty god! In the past three years, he is no longer invincible, and he cannot save us, so why not surrender him? When God is no longer God, why should we sacrifice ourselves to hold God?” Jocelyn’s voice was low.

   “No, the saddest thing for human beings is to surrender their heroes.” Sen responded.

   “—Do we have to be wiped out and everyone froze to death in the snow in the end to prove the character of human beings? I don’t want to hand over the city lord, but Xiao Ke and the others are dying…” Anjie said.

  Sen said: “Maybe you are right, but we can’t do this, Anjie. I don’t want everyone to live, but I really can’t do things like hand over the city lord…”

“I can’t do it either! How can I do it! He saved me!” An Jie blushed, her eyes were flushed, and she was in extreme pain: “But if we don’t do this, what can we do, my fingers are freezing. I can’t even move, this is the end of the world…”

  “…”

   Dozens of people kept their voices low and talked for dozens of minutes before returning to the camp, pretending that nothing had happened. Anjie cried as she walked, she couldn’t go against her conscience.

  Perhaps, such an argument has happened countless times, but Su Mingan has never seen it.

  Su Mingan stood in the distance for a long time until his body became cold.

With a    “click”, the pill box was opened, he took out eight pills, stuffed them into his mouth, and narrowed his eyes.

“…Ha ha.”

   In the shaky, upside-down, neon-like vision, he suddenly laughed. The smile was light and sullen, and didn’t wake anyone. He covered his mouth to prevent the inexplicable laughter from leaking out.

  People love Asa Akto, who is always wise and calm. When he loses Akto’s wisdom like a god, no one will love him again.

  There is no help and love for no reason in this world.

   Sure enough.

   He hummed the tune that Noel had hummed before, and his figure gradually disappeared into the shadows:

   “How can I forget his words and believe that the sun will rise tomorrow,

   “I made an eternal promise with spring, and now I am afraid that I will go before spring…”

  …

  In the early morning, people found that Akto was gone.

   “City, where’s the city lord – I finished the wine, and he didn’t drink a single sip…” Sen got up with a hangover, and found that the largest camp tent had long since disappeared.

  The bread fell to the ground, he stared at the empty tent and realized something.

  Beside the war sand table, there are a few small characters left, and the paper is crumpled and seems to have been soaked in rainwater. On the paper is Su Ming’an’s handwriting.

  …

【goodbye. 】

  【Let’s live. 】

  …

  People looked at the note and realized what the city lord did. Sen said nothing to the empty city master seat. Anjie covered her face and burst into tears.

   “He still went to the edge of the world…”

   “I knew this day would come…”

  Everyone was very sad, some cried out loud, some wept silently, and some were so sad that they fainted.

   But no one rushed out.

   No one followed the obvious footprints on the ground to stop the city lord from leaving. Not a single one tried to stop their lord, hug him, and tell him not to jump off the edge of the world, it’s too cold there.

   It seems that at this moment, everyone suddenly accepts this fact. With the lives of so many relatives and friends on their backs, they couldn’t take this step of blocking.

   Fate is like an irreversible torrent, pushing him to the altar of the world.

   On the altar, no one held him.

  …

   In a total of 2,300 simulations,

   It’s not that humans are forced to hand over Akto every time,

   Every time Akto went out by himself.

  …

   “Ding dong!”

  【You have completed a time node · World Edge. 】

  【Obtain Aktor’s memory (3/4)】

  Su Mingan stepped on the mud.

   He leaned against a big tree, closed his eyes, and the rain slid down his neck.

   (end of this chapter)