First Player Chapter 596

   Chapter 596 Chapter 593 · "I will give you to Lu Shu."

   "—Theodore, your treatment has caused emotional overload for many people. The Dawn system judged you to be unsuitable for this job, and you were fired!"

With a stern sentence, a briefcase was thrown out, and Lu Shu left the counseling office with a sullen face, holding the bag.

  He lowered his head, eager to get into the gap. He thought that by staying in this position, he could at least help Su Mingan a little, but now he doesn't even have a job...

   "Counseled 78 cases, including 56 cases of emotional deterioration and 17 cases of direct emotional overload. You are really a genius psychological counselor." When passing the tea room, he heard a colleague mocking.

   In just five days, the mood of half of the patients deteriorated... He is the first case in a hundred years, and the degree of failure can be written in history.

   "Go away." Lu Shu left the high-rise building in a very bad mood - is he so incapable of speaking?

   Usually, Su Mingan memorized every word when he said how to attack those NPCs. He told the criminals one by one the lighthouse theory these days, why are those criminals not probation?

   He stood blankly at the traffic light at the street intersection, watching the pedestrians coming and going.

The smell of roasted sweet potatoes and fried chicken chops wafted in the air, the lights of the CCTV tower flickered like stars, and children with schoolbags on the street jumped up and down... This familiar city scene reminded him of Zhai Life on the stars.

  Before his home was destroyed by fire, he lived in a small city. He went to temple fairs and parks, read in school, held his parents' hands and went shopping in shopping malls. He also saw the bustling lights of the city at night.

  After nine years of education, he never went to school, but he clearly remembers Zhai Xing's fireworks world, every street in a small city... and every part of his life with his family.

  He lowered his head and rummaged through the briefcase in his hand, where various psychological report papers were stacked together.

  ... He was in a trance, as if he had seen a medical notice handed to him by the doctor on the day he came of age.

  …he once counted his hair fall in the mirror, like counting the few lives he had left on a calendar.

   He was not reconciled at that time, he did not want to die, he wanted to avenge his parents, but human beings were at a loss before this disease and could only accept fate, he returned to the city where he went to junior high school.

   In that big city, he couldn't use a mobile phone or scan a QR code to pay. Everything in modern society seemed to be out of touch with him who lived in the suburbs for a long time.

   He has no money and no familiar people. When it rains, he can only hide in a bridge hole and sleep with his black knife in his arms. When the weather is sunny, he stands in the open space to practice swinging the knife. Later, he found a lousy building to live on by himself.

   Those days were the time when he was the most confused and hated his powerlessness the most. All night he could only dream of his deceased parents and the building burning in the wind and rain. After waking up, I can only feel that my body is getting worse and worse, and I can't even lift the knife.

   Even if he dies of illness, he doesn't want to stand upright on the bed like a zombie and stop breathing. If he wants to die, he will die with the knife.

Why did the City of Measurement assign him the identity of a psychologist? He vaguely knew that he did have a serious mental illness. The teacher asked his parents for this, but the family was conservative and didn't know much about it, so he didn't. treat.

The    copy arranges such an identity for him... is he mocking him? Laughing at his shattered first half of his life? Or laugh at the subsequent sad fate of his possible existence?

   He doesn't know.

   He only knew that such misfortune was not enough to overwhelm him.

   As he is about to die, the world game begins.

   He wandered blindly through the first half of the First World. He didn't understand how powerful the opening of the two insects was, and he just planned to wait until the end of the year before continuing his previous life.

   Of course, if you can rise up and find out the truth after returning to Zhai Xing and take revenge...that's the best.

   But can the world game heal his crumbling body? Can he stick to this rule of death that clears everything to the end? Can he, a targeted young man, rise up in the eyes of others?

  If you can't get anything, it's best not to have too much expectation in the beginning.

  ... Then in the first world, he had almost nothing, and met Su Mingan.

  Many people told him that that person was called—[First Player].

  【First Player】, which means the strongest - the strongest in the world.

  Lu Shu suddenly realized—if the other party is the strongest, then his own vision, his motivation to live, his own purpose of revenge for his family...will it be satisfied in the end?

   He heard the classification and spotlight theory from the other side.

   That theory...it's almost exactly the same as what his most respected elder and his late grandfather said.

   His family had almost blind faith and obedience to their elders.

   At that moment... He suddenly realized that he had found a way to live.

   In such a huge, blind, and crowded city.

  In such a hopeless, peaceful life where you can see the end at a glance.

   He found a companion who could walk with him.

   No matter how much others say he licks, how much like a dog, or how playful words are used to describe him, he doesn't care about worldly gazes. People are all about finding a reason to live.

  He has found it.

  In the eyes of him and that person—

   Clearly all have the will to die.

  【Don't be nervous...Su Ming'an, the first player. I am intrigued by your theory. 】

【so what? 】

  【I decided to follow you, I like people who always have the future in their hearts, I like you, I think you are worthy of being my light. 】

   Lu Shu took a step forward.

   He walked across the zebra crossing and headed out of the city—since he lost his job as a psychologist, he was going to find Su Mingan.

   I have to say that this ninth world is the world closest to the scene of Zhai Xing. This moved many players to tears, and even forgot that they were in the world game, and began to give up the task to go shopping and play, and reminisce about the "smell of home".

   "...Are they all gathered over there?"

   "Yes, not only us, but also the remote control army...Fengcheng...I heard that there are..."

   "Not that... the first player..."

   Suddenly, Lu Shu turned around.

  Through the crowd, he heard these broken words.

   There are players hidden in the crowd, in what direction are they gathering.

   On top of that, they mentioned "first player".

   He is Theodore now, and others don't recognize him. He simply followed the discussion and went in an increasingly remote direction.

  This is an abandoned construction site, and a group of players sits on stacked rubber tires and bites the oden in their hands.

  ...I have to say, this scene is really a bit of joy.

   "It's almost time for people to come." Sitting on the highest tire, a blond man squinted, with a donut in his mouth.

   Hundreds of people have gathered downstairs in this unfinished place. From the sausages, fried chicken chops, and sour plum juice in their hands, it can be seen that this is a group of players. They eat as they walk, and their mouths are completely inactive.

   "Almost, there are only so many people receiving the signal." Beside the blond man, a western woman with a long black ponytail and a height of 1.8 meters whispered in her ear.

  She is Natalie. She used to be a female agent of the Northland and the official bodyguard of the Northland. Now she is mainly responsible for keeping an eye on the blond man to prevent him from showing symptoms of insanity.

  The blond man was about to speak, but there was still a commotion below.

   "Damn it! Who's eating stinky tofu and snail noodles! The taste is dead!"

   "—Why does it still smell like roasted durians, ugh... Brother, my brother, can we eat something that people eat?"

   "I'm so happy to be able to go back to such a modern city, I feel like I'm coming home, it would be great if we were still in Zhai Xing..."

   Players are not good at this. No one agrees with anyone. Even if someone has a high identity NPC, they will be treated equally in the eyes of the player.

   "Cough cough." The blond man cleared his throat towards the microphone on the side of his face.

   After a while, the players finally quieted down.

   They want to see what a person wants to do when he tries so hard to contact a group of players to gather.

   "Everyone." The blond man said amazingly: "—I found out what Su Ming'an is doing."

   As soon as these words came out, the voices below came one after another, with surprises and doubts. Lu Shu frowned slightly.

   "Many people know he is in the fringe area, but don't know the exact location, right? The lady next to me with radar skills can pinpoint his exact coordinates." The blond man said.

   "—Who are you?" Someone said.

"Don't care who I am, I will just tell you the lucky group of his coordinates in real time. It doesn't matter if someone wants to reveal the news, my coordinates will still be given to you, but there will be more competitors." the man said.

   "Heh, do you think everyone is like you and wants to target the first player?"

   "...That's right, I don't want to go into this muddy water, and I don't know how to be scolded by the audience."

   "I'll go to the World Channel to speak now, and let the first player stay away."

  Some people left the assembly hall, and some people spoke on the World Channel. Most of these speeches flowed into the sea. There were too many people talking on the World Channel, and there was even a lot of false information.

   And the blond man just smiled silently, watching all this, with a hint of neurotic pleasure in his smile.

   He knew that even if someone was unwilling to do such a thing, there would still be someone who would support it.

  Humanity, he understands it too deeply, too deeply. Even those who really liked Su Ming'an, some stayed, and they mingled with those who had malicious intentions with the idea of ​​​​going to see the stars.

  【City of Measurement · Edge Zone】

   "...According to the traveler, someone has seen Lord Akto here."

   "You guys go this way, the No. 3 team goes there..."

  The figure outside the door swayed, and the figure of the mechanical army had already appeared not far away.

   "You come back! You can't go out now, you'll bump right into it." When Xiaomei heard the movement of the search, she immediately pulled Su Mingan and pulled him back to the wheelchair.

   "It's okay, I can go." Su Ming'an had already planned to use the permission to directly teleport back to Central City.

  Suddenly, the unconscious man on the ground opened his eyes, and Xiaomei's father woke up.

  The man stared blankly at Su Ming'an's wheelchair and suddenly realized something.

   "—Hey, the city owner is here—" The man stood up suddenly, reported the message, and shouted so fast and violently that Su Mingan didn't even have time to stop him.

   The next moment, white light flashed, and a white shadow suddenly appeared.

   With a space-shattering light, the man fell silently, and the sound stopped abruptly.

  【HP-198! (Coma! Combat power suppression!)]

  “Meow~”

   The white fat dumpling stuck to the ground with a squeak. It jumped onto the bed next to it in disgust, and pulled up the sheet to wipe its dusty claws.

  …so timely.

  Su Mingan realized that he still lacked a hidden skill that could quickly finish off the enemy. The scope of the space vibration is too large, and the attack distance of the annihilation is too short.

   If the white cat hadn't jumped out automatically, the voice would have shouted out.

   "Dad!" Xiaomei knelt down, she felt the man's pulse tremblingly, and when she found out that he wasn't dead, she breathed a sigh of relief.

  Even if there is no human nature, they are still relatives, and some things are disgusting but cannot be given up.

   "You stay and take care of her." Su Mingan said to the white cat.

  Xiaomei is related to TE2. She doesn't want to leave, so she can't be bullied. Keeping a white cat with more than 1,000 combat power can at least ensure her safety, anyway, the white cat is useless.

  The white cat frowned instantly, it didn't want to take care of a little girl at all.

   "If you don't stay, I won't give you food in the future." Su Mingan said.

   The white cat looked indifferent.

   "If you don't stay, I will lock you up forever and not give you a fight." Su Mingan said.

  The white cat still doesn't care, even wagging its fluffy tail, it is not afraid of this threat at all.

   "...I will give you to Lu Shu." Su Mingan said.

  The white cat jumped up instantly.

   It leaned against Xiaomei's feet, and the anger in its eyes was clearly saying, "Don't give me to Lu Shu!"

  ...It's so annoying, Lu Shu.

  Su Mingan glanced at Xiaomei and opened the door.

   "You..." Xiaomei stared blankly at Su Mingan who took the initiative to go out.

   "Teleporting back to Central City would be too wasteful." Su Ming'an looked at the approaching mechanical army: "I didn't do anything wrong, let them 'please' me back."

   (end of this chapter)

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