First Player Chapter 683

   Chapter 683 Chapter 680 "She won't move anymore."

   "Bangdang", a sound.

   A wooden coffin wrapped in white roses was transported from a truck. Su Ming'an did not open the coffin, he knew who was lying inside.

   He glanced at the system time.

   Current time, 7:45am.

   Her death time, before 1:40 am.

It is said that she was killed by a cannonball, her shoulders and arms were not connected together, and her whole body was covered in blood. Before she died, she tried to enter her last words, so that he would not be sad, but she vomited blood and was unable to speak. A teammate was crushed under her body, and she tried to protect the other before she died.

   However, under one shot, no one survived. She didn't want him to see her **** appearance.

Several soldiers standing beside    stood silently, and someone said "please condolences".

   However, no one can make the girl in the coffin stand up except "please condolences".

  Her blue lightsaber is in the hands of an accompanying soldier, the blade is like a transparent glass column, or like a long tube of crystal, very beautiful, like her always clear eyes.

   A black card, a lightsaber, seems to be all she left behind. No one knew that she was an alien traveler who traveled all over the world, no one knew that she was a girl who liked to eat chocolate, and no one knew that she had all kinds of game whimsy in her mind. All she left behind was a shattered corpse, half a blood-stained youthful face, no different from other people who died on the battlefield.

   The girl with a chocolate bar in her mouth and a cat with cat ears suddenly turned into a cold coffin.

   She can't speak anymore.

   will not move.

  【…Ming An, I can be like this now. Arrive at each instance ahead of time, pave the way for you in advance...I'll help you better and help you achieve anything. 】

  【It can help you. 】

  【I am very happy. 】

  【—I can help you this time? 】

  Su Mingan stared at the white rose of the coffin.

  The weather was too cold and the floating heat lingered on the side of his face, and he raised his eyelids to watch the white air linger and dissipate, as if frozen in place.

   He is far away at this moment, like a fragile dream.

   Soon, he dropped his eyes to the ground, raised his eyes unconsciously, and looked at the coffin silently, even the look in his eyes trembled.

  Su Rin also looked at Su Mingan silently. There were cars coming and going on the street, and some people stared here curiously, and quickly retracted their eyes when they saw the coffin.

  No one dared to disturb them.

   The sky was covered with heavy snow, and the white roses were covered with a layer of frost. Su Ming'an's eyes were like white roses, silently condensed and frozen.

   Rationality supports sensibility, which provides the basis for rationality. They are not incompatible. Su Rin believes that Su Mingan is a person with high rationality and high sensibility at the same time. Sometimes, Su Ming'an's high rationality will suppress his high sensibility for a long time, and sometimes, his suppressed high sensibility will burst out uncontrollably.

  —as it is now.

   A person is under inhuman pressure for too long to remain normal. Su Mingan was about to collapse long ago, but he still didn't realize it, and even thought he was a normal person.

  —How can there be normal people in the world game.

  Only a madman can adapt to such a crazy world, but seemingly normal people are the craziest beings in this game. Their madness and disguise go hand in hand. This terrifying mask is their madness.

  Su Rin stared at Su Mingan, observing the slowly changing expression on his face, and suddenly saw Su Mingan raise his hand—

   That finger was facing the temple, and the tip of the finger was pitch black.

   With a "pop", Su Rin forcibly interrupted Su Ming'an's movements and tightly grasped Su Ming'an's wrist.

   "—You're going to commit suicide?? How could you possibly commit suicide?" Su Rin asked, his fingers trembling in disbelief.

   While Su Mingan raised his eyelids, his expression remained calm.

   This calmness made Su Rin even more shocked. Su Rin felt absurdly that Su Mingan seemed to be rational enough to commit suicide.

…how can that be?

"Su Ming'an! If you are going to die, what will happen to this world? What will happen to Zhai Xing human beings? Have you ever thought about what will happen to you after you die? The door key legion of the **** camp killed her, including Edward and others. Are you going to take care of it?" Su Rin asked.

  No one can imagine how the world will change drastically if the "first player" fails.

   At that time, Lin Jiang failed in the sixth world. According to statistics, more than three-digit people went online to mock her, abuse her, and launch terrorist attacks on her. The abusive posts on the forum exceeded five digits. Many people used the worst words to describe her wrongdoing at the time, saying that she would not die if she did anything.

  Although there is no shortage of people in this world who send warmth to Lin Jiang, some people even built a small high-rise building with a seven-digit cheering post. But just the disgusting hundreds of people made Lin Jiang almost suffer from depression.

   Due to survivorship bias, it is always easy to see evil people, although there are far fewer evil people than good people. Lin Jiang is only a top player in the rankings, and he has fallen into this situation. If it were Su Ming'an...

   Behind him is the abyss.

  If Su Mingan dies in the dungeon, what he will suffer will be more terrifying than his real death. Thousands of people refer to him, cast aside by thousands of people, fall into trouble, stigmatize heroes, and explode offline... All kinds of vicious encounters will befall him.

   Not to mention he committed suicide. This will make everyone feel like they are seeing the wrong person, and their anger and shame will completely destroy him.

  —Su Ming'an's life is not in his own hands at all. He is the first player, and he is not qualified to commit suicide.

The soldiers next to    also surrounded him at the same time. They desperately held on to Su Ming'an's body. In their eyes, the Battle of Dawn had just been won, and "Asa Akto" must not commit suicide.

"Su Ming'an, are you selfish enough to be buried with her?" Su Rin said word by word, he knew that only this statement could make Su Ming'an stop suicide: "If you die, everything is over, what about your promise to me? Zhai Xing What about the humans on top? What about Luna, who died for you? How can I get back to Playa when you die?"

   "You are a selfish ghost who only sees Praia." Su Mingan said suddenly.

   There was not even the slightest grief or anger in his voice.

  Su Rin laughed angrily:

"You're right, and I'd rather you see only your world. You're still young, suicide is a stupid thing, I'm older than you, and I know you'll regret it for the rest of your life because of impulse. A person's sacrifice It's normal here, your journey has just begun!"

   He squeezed Su Ming'an's hand tightly.

   Snow covered their hair, no one dared to come over to hold an umbrella, and a layer of wet snow fell on Su Ming'an's shoulders.

   "[Normal], should not be regarded as [Ordinary]."

  Su Mingan said in a low voice.

  Su Rin just wanted to continue persuading, when he suddenly saw Su Mingan raised his head.

  The jet-black hair stuck to his forehead, and his eyes were like the noisy sea breeze and tides.

   "I'm a human, Su Rin!" Su Ming'an's eyes were red and bloodshot: "I'm not... a clearance machine."

  Su Ming'an's gaze was as sharp as a blade.

  Su Rin's hand loosened a little.

   At this moment, Su Rin took a step back and stared at Su Mingan blankly. He suddenly felt a sense of disobedience.

  It seems that Su Mingan's state should not be like this. Everything that Su Mingan showed now, including his demeanor, actions, words... made him feel out of place.

  —Su Ming'an...it seems to be performing.

  What?

  Why did Su Mingan still perform before he died?

   An aura suddenly flashed in Su Rin's mind - Su Mingan is not someone who can commit suicide, it must be something that Su Mingan's death can save that will make Su Mingan want to die, only in this way is logical.

   "You..." Su Rin realized that it should be Su Mingan's "recovery method" that could not be exposed, so Su Mingan had to act as "heartbroken enough to want to commit suicide" to prevent being forcibly interrupted by some unpredictable factor.

  —So much so that after Su Mingan learned of Yueyue's death, his first reaction was still to perform.

  What makes Su Mingan's death save everything?

   Authority... Authority.

  Death…authority?

  Death...the authority of reincarnation?

  Su Rin's eyes trembled, and in an instant, the flood-like shock overwhelmed his psychological defense.

  —Is Su Mingan still human?

He thought that he gradually saw through Su Mingan, a traveler from another world. He treated Su Mingan with the attitude of an elder, and wanted to help the nineteen-year-old go on, but he never thought that one day he would be calmed down like a **** by Su Mingan. Shocked.

  Su Mingan even before his death, in order to ensure that the death is not interrupted, so that he can perform calmly under extreme pain.

  ...How strong is his heart?

  Su Rin released his hand.

   He couldn't say a word. He couldn't take his eyes away from Su Ming'an's bloodshot eyes. In those eyes, he saw the layers of tombstones, and saw the long river of memories gathered by countless time lines.

The youth in front of    used tenacity to weave a cage of disguise, turning his self-expression into flying butterflies dancing in the cage, turning his independent suffering into a beautiful performance.

  No one can understand this beautiful scene, everyone's eyes are only superficial, and they can only see the arrogance and success of the performers. Look at him high above, look at him smooth sailing, look at him unstoppable and unstoppable, look at him like a **** who is omniscient and omnipotent and the drama never ends. Named "First Player", an exquisite and grand drama that is popular with the public, everyone is amazed and happy to see it.

   And behind the curtain, in the corners where the light can't shine, in other abandoned stages, the performers tore off the costumes stuck in flesh and blood, and stepped on the mountains of his own bones.

  …he was only nineteen years old.

  Su Rin suddenly understood that Su Mingan must have experienced such deep despair and failure countless times before he was calm enough to think about how to start all over again.

   His ideals are far from "grand" or "terrifying".

   "Cluster" sounded softly.

  Su Mingan pushed the soldier who was blocking him away, and placed his finger on his temple without hindrance.

  Bright red blood flowed down, and in the exclamations of the soldiers, Su Rin saw Su Ming'an's expression, tired, sad, and determined. Su Ming'an's calmness was incompatible with everyone's grief, and death did not even bring him too much pain.

   "You are too tired." Su Rin said.

  Whether standing on the stage, in the eyes of everyone, it seems like a dog to the organizer. Still in the shadows, dying again and again, until I get used to it.

  Su Rin supported him, frost fell on his face, and his face was as white as snow.

   "...Did you see it?" Su Mingan's breath gradually dissipated.

"Um."

   "Then I'm... happy." Su Ming'an said, "Although... only this time."

   He showed a sincere smile.

   Such warmth, relief, and reassurance, like finding the smile of a fellow traveler, Su Rin saw it on his face for the first time.

  Su Rin silently supported Su Mingan until the youthful breath was gone. He knew that this rescue was very difficult, and it was almost impossible for Su Mingan to succeed in that state in the early hours of the morning.

   However, the original intention of Su Mingan's perfect clearance was to do his best to save everything. If it doesn't conflict with customs clearance, he will save it.

   Not only Yueyue, but if Lu Shu and Nuoer died, he would save them. Although there may be several pullbacks, maybe even dozens of times this time. But the cost of the pullback is simply that he will suffer.

   And his least valuable and easiest to pay is his death and his pain.

  Tretia is right, he obviously has feelings, but he doesn't seem to have feelings. There may also be a part of the reason why he saved Yueyue, because she was more helpful when she was alive, because she was alive and his emotions were more stable, he needed the information of the door key of the gods' camp, and he needed to kill Edward completely - but so what?

So what?

   to save her, he is human.

   If you don't save her, he is God.

  Although his actions to save her after the performance are more like a "god" who has calmed down to the extreme, he is still a human being.

   He is not a wise man who has penetrated reincarnation and seen life and death, he is just an ordinary student who is also afraid of death, and will feel despair because of the passing of others - human beings.

   is a person who wants to recognize his own behavior, but feels hesitant all the time. The one who does not want to lose again, but keeps losing—human beings.

   He empathized with NPCs and felt the same way as the possessed. He used them and deceived them. He was so cold-blooded that everything was measured by the clearance percentage. He has nowhere to go, he is always alone, but he will still cry in the abandoned archives, and will struggle in the deep sea of ​​memory that others can't see.

   But he was only human.

   Her road is still long, at least until all human beings are rescued, at least until he becomes a hero, she recalls her long and splendid journey, listening to him play the piano, until it really comes to the end of the road... that's the end.

  The captain of the ship of Theseus, struggling to survive in the wind and rain, lingering in the peeping of thunder, and in extreme pain, he dropped a heavy "anchor" in the deep sea. It may be the constant **** of family love, or the survival straw for the drowning.

  —What separates "people" from "programs" is whether they need this kind of anchor.

  【I can help you this time? 】

  Su Mingan closed his eyes.

-some.

   (end of this chapter)

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