First Player Chapter 775

  Chapter 775 Chapter seven hundred and seventy-four · "Laugh."

   Bei Lissel's pupils were covered with a layer of half-dream mist. He raised his head and stared at Su Ming'an carefully.

  Even Beiliser himself realized something—Su Mingan next to him didn't seem to be Asa. But he was still unwilling to reveal this layer of truth, which was too cruel to him.

  He stretched out his hand, in the thick darkness, he seemed to want to touch Su Mingan's face, to confirm whether it was Asa. But soon, his hand stopped in front of Su Mingan's face, his fingertips were trembling, and he didn't dare to approach, as if there was something between them.

  In the indistinct darkness, there was only the sound of the wriggling of the hose and the breathing of the two of them.

  Five seconds later, Beilissel suddenly withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted, and said in pain:

   "Sorry, sorry... I dare not, I dare not confirm..."

   "Asa, you're back, right? I'm finally waiting for you, answer me 'yes', okay? As long as you answer 'yes', I beg you, please..."

  His tone was almost humble, and his eyes were full of pleading, not at all like the proud valley owner back then—how much did Akto make this young man lose? Spirit, soul, will, dream, years, pride? or everything?

  Once the person in my heart dies, North Lissel is like a dead tree whose heart has been emptied. There was nothing left of him but the sliver of hope he had deceived himself.

  ... If Su Mingan dies one day without reversing the file, he will never exist in this world again. Will Lu Shu also become such a person?

  Su Ming quietly looked back at Beiliser, he thought of Lu Shu. The current Lu Shu, like Bei Liser, grew up attached to him and regarded him as "the only one", which was exactly the same as Bei Liser's situation today.

   Once he's gone...

  Who will guard the tomb of memory and never come out again?

  Who will become a ghost who watches all day long?

  He heard his own voice ringing in his ears, with a sense of determination: "Northern Liser, Asa has not returned."

   "...Are you Asa?" Bei Lissel trembled violently, and asked again almost as if begging.

   "I'm not." Su Mingan replied.

   "...Are you Asa?" North Lissel asked again.

"I'm not."

   "...you are Ya..." North Lissel still didn't give up.

   "I'm Su Mingan, North Lissel, I'm Su Mingan." Su Mingan said.

  Northern Lissel's pupils seemed to have lost their luster, and the whole world seemed extremely quiet. He stood on the spot with his head bowed and his arms drooping, as if he was suddenly crucified on an invisible cross.

  He is the most loyal person to Actor.

  Other people, such as Theretia, Xi, Noah... They all recognized "Su Ming'an is Su Ming'an", and silently hid the dead Aktor in their memories.

  They would not ask Su Mingan, "Where did the original Aktor go?", "Is Aktor really dead?", they just skipped the topic.

  But North Liser is always waiting in the valley, never getting out, never accepting this fact. Thousands of simulations, he waited in the valley without exception, year after year, year after year, always unchanged, like an npc with a fixed position.

  —He must have had quite a few “Asa is back” dreams to fall into such a sweet dream so easily. As soon as his mood fluctuated, he mistook Su Mingan for the wrong person again.

   Unable to wake up, unable to restart a new life, living in a drunken dream all day long. Time cannot erase the marks left by Actor in his soul, and he recalls the pain every day.

He will not fall in love with a new person, nor will he be loyal to a new leader. If he hadn't accidentally broken into the valley, he would still be waiting there, dreaming day and night until the end of the world, He also died.

  —Asa Actor is such a nice guy.

   It should be taken for granted that there will be someone who loves and respects him so persistently and passionately. Miss him with all my time and energy. North Liesel is such a person.

  Even if he saves Su Mingan, it is not because of regret or guilt, but because he regards Su Mingan as Akto—he is not afraid of death, as long as the person he wants to save is Akto, he can suffer from a thousand cuts.

  But if the person he wants to save is not Actor, he will not feel guilty even if he turns his head and walks away. The morality and order of the world cannot restrain him at all.

  The hose around him began to squirm again. Su Mingan no longer looked at the bewildered Beilissel, and pressed his fingers on the back of his neck, trying to contact Team Mu.

  He called a few times, but Team Mu still didn't respond.

   "Click."

  Suddenly, a white light was cast, illuminating the two in the darkness, and locked their positions.

  God's voice suddenly came from a loudspeaker on the ceiling, his tone still sullen: "I found you, Su Mingan, I'll be right there."

   "Team Mu! Team Mu! Can you hear me!" Su Mingan tried to call out, but ran away. North Lissel stopped in place for a moment, but followed him.

  The lights above their heads followed them all the time, and the footsteps of the mechanical army gradually came from behind. Su Mingan flicked a space vibration with his backhand, and the mechanical army suddenly turned upside down like melted butter. These dying mechanical armies should all be pure machines without human consciousness.

The voice of the gods still echoed in my ears, with a rumbling echo: "It's strange... North Liser would choose to save you? Bei Liser, sometimes I really can't understand what you are thinking. You fell into a trap and regretted it, and you have to save yourself from the death you committed. So contradictory, what are you doing? Don't you admit that Akto is dead?”

  Northern Rissel's pupils trembled.

   "Oh, I understand..." Shen Ming's voice faded away, wondering what else he understood.

  Ten seconds later, his voice came out again suddenly:

   "... So this is 'I will love you even if you die'?"

  Su Mingan had just recovered a bit of hearing, when he heard this sentence, he almost stepped on the wrong foot.

  He didn't want to pay attention to what the **** was thinking at all. The pressure this person gave him was too strong.

"Um…"

  The god's voice still lingered, as if he was thinking. Fifteen seconds later, the **** said again: “Su Ming'an, I saw that you had a very happy conversation with Bei Liser, and you promised not to leave him in the dark before.”

   "?" Su Mingan's face remained unchanged.

   "So, is it still useful to marry?" The god's tone was quite enlightened: "You really like Baimao, how about I give him to you?"

  Su Mingan's consciousness is a little fuzzy, and there are only two words left in his mind—you have something wrong.

   "Zi la la—" At this time, the sound of electricity suddenly came from the ear, and the chat box of Team Mu in front of him became clearer and clearer, as if the signal was getting better and better.

  【Team Mu (22:58): Can you see it? The signal here should be fine. 】

  【Team Mu (22:58): Su Mingan, if you want to break the game, the only way is - you need to find a sound medium that can spread throughout the city-state. 】

  Now the entire city-state is caught in emotional resonance, and the resonance uses "sound" as the medium.

   Team Mu said the only way to break the game at the moment.

  【Team Mu (22:58): Emotional resonance is essentially a method of memory implantation and emotional hypnosis borrowed from sound waves and frequencies. In the two-dimensional world, it appears as fluctuations and collisions of 0 and 1 programs. Because you are all brains in a vat, as long as you meet a specific frequency, you can change a person's memory and thinking mode—that is, as long as you grant permission and meet the pre-program, you can activate this resonance, and it can also Seen as a chain reaction of programs. Just like one plus one will inevitably result in two, there is a fixed formula. 】

  【Team Mu (22:59): I own half of the administrator accounts, and I know the frequency and procedure to crack this resonance. But I need a medium that can convey resonance, that is, a "sound" medium. 】

[Team Mu (22:59): As long as one person can transmit the voice, no matter what he/she says, I can start to crack the program—in easy-to-understand words, just like your missionary aura, as long as you speak , no matter what you say, you can heal the deficiency disease of others. 】

   "So...you mean..." Su Mingan gasped and said, "You need a sound transmission device that can spread throughout the city-state, and a person who can help you speak?"

  Although Team Mu couldn't speak clearly, he probably understood what the other party meant.

  【Team Mu (22:59): Exactly. 】

  【Team Mu (22:59): Please grant me permission. 】

  Su Mingan faintly sensed something was wrong: "Have you found that person?"

  【Team Mu (22:59):…】

  【Team Mu (23:00): As you probably guessed, there is only one person who meets this condition. 】

  【Team Mu (23:00): No one has the right to refuse when they have the ability to save the world, let alone, I don't think she will refuse. This is not a mortal mission, it's just a message. 】

  【Team Mu (23:00): Please say 'give permission' and ask AI Yeya to grant me the permission to communicate with her signal tower. 】

   "..." Su Mingan remembered the way the girl looked at him.

  When she looked at him, her eyes were always bright, full of longing, longing, admiration...all the beautiful emotions, like a lotus flower in the mud blooming towards the sun.

  【You said, why am I a 'key person' in the mouth of Speaker Alan De? This identity seems to have endowed me with all the luck, and everyone began to love me. 】

  【I feel panic, fear. Why do so many noble people help me, a humble and ordinary person like me? 】

  【But if I can help you... that's my greatest luck as a 'key person'. 】

  【As long as it can help you...】

  The window in front of him was getting closer and closer, Su Mingan jumped out, rolled and fell on the open-air platform, and the violent wind and rain hit him.

  Looking down, the scene of the city-state downstairs is far away from him, the lights are like a bright galaxy, and those zoomed-in streets and alleys look like a small country to him.

  This is the Central Government Building, which is located on the open-air glass platform on 21F. There is transparent glass under your feet, as if you step on it a little bit harder, you will fall into the abyss.

   This is not a very good battlefield, but he has no way out. Two straight incandescent lights enveloped him with a "click", and the sound of a helicopter came from above.

  He looked up and saw that it was a flying helicopter. Under the "clicking" propellers, the **** held the door of the helicopter and looked down at him coldly, his khaki windbreaker flapping in the wind.

   "I'll ask you one last time." The **** said, "Will you stay or not?"

  The observer's system invitation popped up again, Su Mingan still shook his head, with only indifference in his eyes.

   "Originally, I promised Lin Guang not to hurt you." The **** said, "Unfortunately, you disagree."

  He raised his hand, and in an instant, the helicopter stretched out its black muzzle, aiming at Su Mingan on the glass platform. Even the window that Su Mingan smashed before, a large number of mechanical troops poured out. At the sound of an order, the flimsy glass platform would be flooded with gunfire and quickly fall apart.

   Those who stand on the stage will also fall from the tall buildings.

  The representatives of the two civilizations looked at each other from a height far away from the ground.

  How similar their souls are, how lofty their ideals are. If there was no war, they might still be friends.

  Unfortunately, there is no if.

  The absolutely contradictory positions, and the life-and-death situation in the civilized war, determined that they had absolutely no way out, even if they had no room to look back.

   "Patta da da—"

   Torrential rain poured down, the sky and the earth were dark, and the city-state was extremely quiet at this time. Millions of soldiers and civilians fell to the ground, waiting for an unknown fate.

  The winner gets all the resources of the opposing civilization. The loser loses everything, civilization falls, and the consciousness of hundreds of millions of creatures dies. This is a battle that neither side dares to lose.

  Amidst the sound of heavy rain, Su Mingan shifted his gaze.

  He turned his head and stared at the distant night of the city-state, where it was already blurry, but he seemed to see a place far, far away from him through the heavy rain curtain.

  There, there seems to be a signal tower standing, and inside the tower, there is a shivering girl holding a white cat.

  Her eyes are always clear, and although her voice is soft, she is always firm.

  The shoulders that were once full of scars from domestic violence and bruises from guests are now carrying a weight of tens of thousands of catties.

   Obviously this city-state has been failing her.

  In the end, she had to grow up painfully in the marginal area, and she, who had endured everything, had to forgive everyone in this world.

   "Grant permission." He spoke in a very soft voice.

   There seemed to be a voice that flashed by his ear, and soon disappeared.

  In a border town hundreds of kilometers away, the black-haired girl straightened her back. In front of her eyes, the news of Team Mu popped up.

  【Xiaomei. 】

  【This will be the coolest live broadcast, let's laugh. 】

  She bent her beautiful willow eyebrows.

  Facing the dark night without dawn, the gloomy rainstorm, and the many figures surrounding the tower downstairs.

   "Bitch! Get down for me! You should be stripped naked and thrown into the stinky ditch. You shouldn't be allowed to enter the signal tower..."

   "Slam the door! There are still two last doors! Pull her down and plead guilty to the city lord..."

   Listening to these extremely dirty voices,

  She hooked her lips.

  The pale face smiled slightly.

"OK."

   "Laugh."

  (end of this chapter)

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