First Player Chapter 888

  Chapter 888 Chapter eight hundred and eighty-six · "The agreement on gambling."

  Su Mingan considered his words for a while.

"Actually I am not Su Wensheng, this is just my temporary identity." Su Mingan said: "My real identity is 'Lighthouse Leader', and my teaching is 'Eliminate the tyranny of fate, the world belongs to the Lighthouse'. Currently, Cardinal Burris One person, although the scale is still small, the scope of the church's activities is limited to the Asante country, but it will soon expand to the whole world, and I am confident that it will develop into the world's largest religion."

  God: "..."

  The expression of the gods froze.

  Su Mingan still remained unchanged: "I don't think fate is unchangeable. It is possible to achieve permanent fate, but the possibility of jumping out of the historical cycle has always existed. Even if it does not cost the alienation of all human society, this vision can also be realized."

"I want to break this written destiny, even if I suffer a blind death. I want to break this huge power system between 'master' and 'slave', and I will no longer be forgiven and satisfied by going to death on my own initiative. Therefore My alias is Su Wensheng, and I am lurking here. Starting from an abandoned city, I took the initiative to get acquainted with Su Luoluo, a potential dream patroller, and started with the Bishop Li of the church to gain their trust, and gradually began to expand the lighthouse—God, would you like to join? Beacon Cult, join us in realizing this vision?"

   After Su Mingan finished speaking, the church fell silent.

  The gods seem to have fallen into a shutdown state, and they didn't make a sound for a long time. Unexpectedly, as soon as he came here, Su Mingan began to counter-teach.

  A black bird landed on the stained glass outside the window, tilting its head to look at the two in the sun.

  It was not until the black bird flapped its wings and flew away with a sound of "shua la la", that the gods broke the silence:

   "You are still the same as before. I thought that when I reunited with you this time, you would talk about other topics."

  Su Mingan sighed secretly, it turned out that Su Wensheng also loved preaching before.

   "Don't talk nonsense to me. I can see all your actions, and your lies can't hide from me. This Lighthouse Cult was only created by Boris and has nothing to do with you." The **** said.

   "Oh." Su Ming'an felt a little regretful. He now has the quadruple bonus of Baishen profession + missionary aura + SS-level charm + initial favorability of those in power. Even nonsense can confuse people, but gods are not included.

   Originally, I wanted to see if the gods would believe me if I impromptu nonsense, but now it seems that I can't.

  He tried to use the Power Holder skill, trying to directly increase the favorability of the gods to 100 points.

   "Ding Dong!"

  【The Power Holder skill cannot be used on this target. 】

  There are only three reasons for the power-holder's skills to fail—1. The opponent's favorability is full. 2. The other party is not human. 3. The opponent does not have a favor bar. Su Mingan could only give up.

   During this period, the gods have been watching him quietly, their eyes are like frozen ice edges, and occasionally flashes of nostalgia in their eyes.

   It wasn't until Su Mingan gave up using the power holder's skills that the gods spoke:

"However, even if you are talking nonsense, I still like you. I gave you the Eye of the Old, and you can use it as you like. We are on the same front, and I will not harm you. I just want to provide you with the help allowed by the rules. "

  Su Mingan felt horrified when he heard this. He didn't think the gods were friends: "On the same front? What if I say I want to kill fate?"

  The **** smiled.

  His smile is perfect, the curvature of the corner of the mouth is just right, exactly, like the weird uncanny valley effect, not like the natural smile that life can reveal: "...Kill fate?"

  His next sentence has a chilling tone:

   "You can't."

  The sun shines through the stained glass, and the gods walk towards Su Mingan.

  Su Mingan didn't retreat, he was actually not afraid of the gods in front of him. This **** can speak human language, is rational, thoughtful, and humane. He won't kill people at will. He also seems to like him very much, and he is not particularly dangerous.

  Until the **** was very close to him, the white hair seemed to be full of brilliance, and the voice came from his ears.

   "Wen Sheng." The voice of the gods has no ups and downs or waves:

"You are free to use any method, any method, any price, any sacrifice - to try to defy fate, to resist fate, to kill fate - no matter what you are going to do, whether it is to find a way to kill me, or to persuade mankind to disobey According to my arrangement, or create a Protestantism to try to usurp my faith. You can try any method."

   "If you can do it, I will give you the highest blessing."

   "But your probability of success will not be higher than 0.002%."

"Fate can't be 'killed' at all. As early as the moment you stepped into this world, the moment you saw Xiao Jingsan next to the bed, the fate of everyone has been doomed—you will only be my 'helper', will not be my 'enemy'."

   "So, I will always give you blessings—you will become my best companion, the best support, and the most beloved existence."

   "I bless you—【Life is bright, safe and eternal. Life after life, eternal life.】"

   "And, happy dream tour, happy game."

   After saying this, the gods slowly let go of their hands.

  Su Mingan stood where he was.

  Obviously everything the gods said was blessing him, but he only felt chills. These words seem to be filled with invisible malice.

  At this moment, he thought of when he first met Zhao Yan, the words [Don't dream tour! Don't dream patrol! Don't Dream Patrol]'s voice, that voice couldn't tell the difference between male and female, it seemed to suddenly drill into his brain, the tone was extremely desperate, almost hoarse, as if he wanted to roar out his life and soul.

  —Where did that sound come from? Who is yelling at him?

  But it is impossible without Dream Tour. Dream Tour is the theme of the tenth world. Only Dream Tour can penetrate into the mysteries of the world.

  Su Mingan took out the Eye of the Old from his backpack. The necklace lay in the palm of his hand, and the eyeballs kept trembling, as if alive. It looked at Su Mingan expectantly, as if very much hoping that Su Mingan could wear it.

  The eyes of the gods are slightly concentrated, and he is watching Su Mingan's movements.

  Su Mingan raised his hand, brought the Eye of the Past close to his neck, and then—

   "Boom!"

  The church was silent.

  The hemp rope of the necklace rolled down in the sunlight, the eyeballs hit the ground heavily, and several bright red bloodshots gradually appeared in the pupils.

  Su Mingan withdrew his hand, and this time he hit it hard.

  The god's expression remained unchanged, staring at Su Ming'an.

  Su Mingan said: "It seems that it won't break if you drop it."

  The **** looked at the Eye of the Old that was lying on the ground, and then looked at Su Mingan in the sun, "...are you trying to provoke me?"

  Su Mingan said: "Compared to some of the existences I have seen before, you are more human. I thought I dropped the old eyes, and you would show emotions such as anger."

  The **** shook his head when he heard the words: "Just throw away the gift you don't like. I didn't give you something you like, and you threw it away. Why should I be angry?"

  Su Mingan was slightly startled.

  Just now, he thought the god's "I still like you" was a joke, but now it seems to be true?

  Under the stained glass, the Eye of the Old Day lay on the ground for a while, then flew up automatically, and returned to Su Mingan's hands. Su Mingan immediately wanted to throw it away as if it was stained with shi, but it didn't move, as if it was firmly stuck to his hand.

   "Accept it, even if you don't like it." said the god.

  Su Mingan didn't throw it out for a while, so he could only put the Eye of the Old Back into the backpack. Due to system restrictions, this kind of thing will have no effect as long as it is not worn.

   "Wen Sheng, finally, I want to make a bet with you." The **** said, "I will keep trying to get close to you for ten days. Of all the people you come into contact with within ten days, one of them will be me."

  Su Mingan was slightly startled.

  …bet?

"If you can point out who is me within these ten days, you will win, and I will tell you an important message that must be useful to you." The **** said: "This bet is judged by [rules], and both parties must Keep promises."

   "What if I lose?" Su Mingan said.

   "Then you submit to me and do not resist any of my orders." said the god.

"You can obviously issue an oracle immediately, instructing your hundreds of millions of believers to capture me, so that I can't defy you. You can also announce to the whole world, condemn me as a 'devil', let everyone hate me, deprive me of I have every chance to come back, but you do nothing, just bet with me whether I can recognize you within ten days?" Su Mingan said.

   "Yes." The **** nodded: "Don't worry, I won't incarnate as a small character you don't know. I will definitely be the key person you will have more contact with in the future."

  Su Mingan found it interesting, which reminded him of his confrontation with the organizer as the first player. Obviously the organizer's strength and personality are much higher than him, but the organizer has no choice but to abide by the rules of the game, allowing him to gallop in the dungeon without interfering with him. It seems that this **** can't kill him directly.

   "If I lose, I will submit to you. If you lose, you just gave an important message?" Su Mingan said, "Don't you think the conditions are not equal?"

  The **** said lightly: "There will be no problem with this. You just said, bet or not?"

   "Okay." Su Mingan was not afraid: "I will point you out within ten days."

   If you make a mistake, you can go back to the file, and then point it to someone else.

  Since the gods have said that He will only incarnate as a key person, and will not become a small character whose name is unknown, then this bet is not difficult.

   "Ding Dong!"

  【The bet has been established. 】

  【Both parties in the bet: God, Su Wensheng. 】

  【Gambling content: The "God" will try to approach "Su Wensheng" as a key person within ten days, and "Su Wensheng" must point out which one is the incarnation of the "God" within ten days. 】

  【Gambling conditions: If the **** wins, Su Wensheng will submit to the god. If Su Wensheng wins, the gods must tell Su Wensheng an important message. 】

  The next moment, the white-haired man blinked, his eyes had returned to the indifference that belonged to Li Mingyue. He picked up the book again.

   "Godfather?" Su Mingan knew that the **** had left, and now it was Li Mingyue, the godfather.

   "Yes." Li Mingyue nodded, without asking what Su Mingan and the gods talked about.

  Su Mingan knew that from now on, he had to be vigilant to everyone who approached him and judge whether the other party was a god. The condition of "people Su Wensheng has contacted within ten days" includes people Su Wensheng was familiar with before, that is to say, even acquaintances such as Xinyue, Su Luoluo, Xiao Jingsan, Jing and Princess, they may be the incarnation of gods from the beginning, and they cannot ignore. This **** seems to have no distinction between male and female.

   Li Mingyue lowered his head, as if he wanted to continue reading his thick-bound book again. At this time, screams suddenly came from outside the church.

"ah-!"

   are the voices of the students.

  Su Mingan pushed open the door, and saw that there were dense figures outside the church, the pews were already tilted, and a dozen soldiers broke into the church. They carried guns and sacks, trying to capture the students.

  Jiang Yunmeng, as the eldest sister, wanted to use talisman seals to stop these soldiers, but her strength was only at the beginning of the second level, which was not enough to protect everyone. She used the talisman seal, and the snow-white barrier overflowed, but was blown away with one hand by the third-tier soldiers who carried out the "attack", and it was impossible to resist.

   "Ah—" Jiang Xiaoshan, Tao Meng and others were pulled by their hair, and the hair was pulled into a mess.

   "Stop! This is a church that serves the Lord God, what are you soldiers doing! Get out!" Jiang Yunmeng shouted angrily as he stood in front of other students.

   "Take it away! Speed ​​up." The leading soldier was smoking a pipe, and he ignored Jiang Yunmeng's weak resistance. The soldiers behind took advantage of their physical strength and dragged them out of the hall one by one. There was a smell of gunpowder smoke and herbs in the air.

   “…stop.”

  Su Mingan was about to make a move when Li Mingyue's voice came out faintly. The sound was not loud, but it filled the entire church in an instant.

  The soldiers headed by him had red eyes and an abnormal purple-red complexion. They shouted at Li Mingyue:

   "Bishop Li, don't meddle in other people's business. We only take away the students, it has nothing to do with you."

   "For money, you have already stretched your hands into the church, even the people in the church dare to rob, and you are not afraid of even the gods?" Li Mingyue's voice was very weak.

"Hehe." The soldier pulled out his pipe and laughed: "I am thirty-six years old, and the death outcome written on the information panel is that I will die at the age of sixty-two—this means that no matter what I do in these twenty-six years , will not be condemned by God, so why should I be afraid of something that hardly shows up like a god?"

  Su Mingan didn't expect the people here to be so reverse-thinking, and there's really nothing wrong with what they said. However, the arrangement of the gods is not a gold medal for avoiding death. If you are killed in advance, you will still die.

  He observed the clothes of these soldiers. These people were well-equipped, and they must have robbed the property of countless residents, and they were not short of money. Then why do they take great risks to rob people in the church?

   "Tobacco." Li Mingyue next to him softly said.

   "Huh?" Su Mingan realized that it was Li Mingyue explaining to him.

"In the city, 'tobacco' is something that is abused. It can give people great pleasure and satisfaction. After eating it, people will not experience the pain of reality for a short time, and the five senses will be immersed in dreams and happiness More and more people are addicted to it and go bankrupt to buy this drug.” Li Mingyue said.

  Su Mingan understands that it is an addictive drug equivalent to rose blood, and "tobacco" is a name.

  (end of this chapter)

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