First Player

Chapter 119·"Year 1·Moonlight on the East Lake of Daoya City"

At dusk, the sun sleeps under the distant mountains, and its afterglow shines on the concrete-woven city.

Between the buildings, the glass reflected the gradient of the sky, as if it was split into countless small theaters, and a large number of students filed out after school.

"Have you heard? The Lord God recently issued an oracle that just playing games can dispel the black fog." The girl carrying a schoolbag chatted.

"Huh? You can save the world by playing games? This is too ridiculous, it's simply inexplicable." The boy next to him muttered.

"Shh... keep your voice down! The first game is called "Cat and Her", and someone has been playing it for a long time! It is said that it is a young genius named Yi Zhongyu!" The girl's eyes were filled with stars: "I only play games. No other game can compare to Cat \u0026 Her.”

"You're not good at it." The boy curled his lips.

Su Ming stood quietly on the street, and these children passed him by. The boy and girl turned back in confusion.

"Look, what a strange person with a veil on his face." They whispered to each other:

"I heard that Lord God sometimes makes private visits incognito to catch those who say bad things about Him. Could he be..."

"How could something with such a low probability happen to us? Hey, have you done your homework..."

The voice gradually drifted away, and Su Mingan stood with his head lowered. Looking at the smiles of the young girls, he felt dazed for a moment. He had not been exposed to such ordinary and noisy popularity for a long time, and all he could see were Cangshan and tombs.

Xiao An's voice rang in his ears: "Su Ming'an, I want to learn piano."

"I've played it many times over the past few hundred years, don't tell me you haven't learned it yet." Su Mingan responded calmly.

"Why are you always so cool with me? I was created by you. For hundreds of years, I have often chatted with you, but you are not close to me at all." Xiao An's voice sounded a little aggrieved: "Su Ming'an, for Completed the level perfectly..."

"...Don't speak in my tone. I'll take you to find the piano." Su Mingan felt his scalp numb.

There was a slight laughter in his mind, and Xiao An seemed very happy.

"Su Ming'an, how do you want to spend the last three years? How about we become game anchors?" Xiao An's voice is clear and lively. He is a condensed body of "goodness" and has never been stained by the slightest darkness, just like a The carefree college student version of Su Ming'an.

"How can I have so much energy? Time flies by in the blink of an eye." Su Mingan refused.

"How about we go to school? Look, Yueyue's reincarnation is also going to school." Xiao An pointed to the high school in the distance.

"……don't want."

"You have to believe me, going to school is a very pleasant and happy thing, and there will definitely be more 'good' people. In order to pass the level perfectly..."

"……OK."

…

"Someone actually made a mistake in the last question of the Eight-School Joint Entrance Examination this time. Didn't you wear your ears in class? You are already in your senior year of high school. If you make a mistake, you will copy the question a hundred times!" the middle-aged female teacher opened her mouth and roared, spitting. The faces of the classmates in the first row were full of laughter.

A leaf fell from the sycamore leaf outside the window and floated into Su Ming'an's palm. He held his chin and looked out the window.

... This feeling of sitting in the classroom made him feel like he was dreaming.

"One score in the college entrance examination means one playground. How many people does five score equal? ​​Five playgrounds!!" The female teacher slapped the table hard, causing the whole class of about fifty people to tremble: "Look at this question - [ In the old days, 81 issued an oracle, asking for a blue glass bottle to be seized?] I have asked this question countless times, and the answer is that there are contraband in the glass bottle, why are there still people writing randomly..."

She pulled out a test paper: "The next test paper will be handed out - Shen Yue, 136 points."

A pretty girl walked up to the podium and received the test paper. Her black hair was tied into a neat ponytail.

"It would be great if you could be like Shen Yue. As long as you perform well in the college entrance examination, you will have no problem getting into Beiqing University." The female teacher looked at Shen Yue with admiration:

"Zhou Chengtian, 131 points."

"Jiang Xiaoshan, 127 points."

"Peach Dream, 126 points."

"Su Xiaobai..." She read this and frowned: "Su Xiaobai, you are the most rebellious person in the class. You can solve such difficult questions, but you always write nonsense on some inexplicable questions. You Take a look at the last question you wrote - 'Because the glass bottle is a special medicine to solve the black fog disease, so in order to ensure the stability of the Millennium Plan, the gods need to let the glass bottle pass to the most suitable person, so that he can summon him. The savior was under his control at the beginning. But fortunately, the gods could not stop the glass bottle, and the efforts of the fire bearers allowed the savior to be born in the safe Daoya City'..."

The teacher read out the answer, causing the whole class to burst into laughter. The students next to him patted Su Xiaobai on the shoulder and admired his ability in making up stories. Some students even laughed so hard that their noses and tears came out.

"Every time a test paper is handed out, what I look forward to most is Su Xiaobai's answer. It's so imaginative. What a thousand-year plan! What a savior! Under the protection of the gods, what danger can we be in!" the students whispered, The classroom is full of cheerful air.

"Hey! Last time in the third model, there was a question asking about the meaning of the Alliance's founding regulations of the Human Self-Salvation Alliance. This was the simplest question to score points. As a result, Su Xiaobai wrote 'Su Ming'an made it up casually, it has no meaning'. It's really It made me laugh! Who is Su Mingan? Is he a relative? Hahaha..."

"You can obviously do well in the exam, but you insist on filling in some outrageous answers. Master Jue is going to be mad at him."

Su Mingan came to the stage to receive the test papers and met Jiang Laoban's disappointed gaze.

"You have to think about your own future. The college entrance examination is not a child's play, and the majesty of the gods is not something you can offend." Jiang Laoban didn't know what to say, and he scolded Su Xiaobai completely. She could only read the next test paper:

"Su Wensheng, 123 points."

"Shua la la..."

The evening breeze in spring blew the leaves of the sycamore tree outside the window, and the dark green leaves playfully scraped against the iron railings, making a rustling sound.

The black-haired boy wearing a blue and white striped school uniform walked towards the podium with a calm expression and passed by Su Mingan who was walking down the stage.

The moment their shoulders brushed against each other, it was as if they were electrocuted. The two of them seemed to feel something. They turned their heads at the same time in a tacit understanding, and their eyes met for a moment.

The leaves of the sycamore tree were spinning and passing by the shoulders. Su Wensheng's eyes moved slightly, with the setting sun remaining in the dark eyes, reflecting the similar, dark eyes that were close at hand.

Time slowed down for a moment in Su Ming'an's perception. He looked back at Su Wensheng, and the blue and white school uniforms made a soft clanking sound.

Their faces are not similar, and their eye shapes are not consistent, so anyone can tell them apart at a glance. But the moment they looked at each other, the difference in eye shape seemed to suddenly blur, and they suddenly glimpsed the sameness hidden under the surface, creating an illusion like looking into a mirror.

In the past, Su Ming'an felt inferior because he was not as good as Qin Wang, Akto and others. Later, it was Su Wensheng's turn to feel inferior because he was not as good as Su Ming'an - they even had the same inferiority complex. This made Su Mingan fully understand what it means to be "the world you are born in, the person you will easily develop into".

But there is a difference after all.

The next moment, Su Wensheng took the lead to look away. Su Mingan kept watching.

"The lowest score, 32 points - Xiao Ying!"

A carefree male student walked up to the podium, took the test paper and walked back. He was wearing a baggy school uniform, and his evil and handsome appearance attracted the hearts of many girls. This is a transfer student in the class. It is said that he is a rich second generation. He claims to be here to see his father. He does not know who his father is as a teacher.

Finally, Jiang Laoban emphasized one thing: "In the next few days, the Lord God will choose an attendant. Although the probability of being selected from our school is extremely low, you remember to dress more formally in case you are summoned to the sky."

The atmosphere suddenly became heated, and the whole world knew about it. The Lord God was uncharacteristically choosing an attendant, as if something important was about to happen.

This year is the year 827. I don’t know why, but recently there are always many stars even at night, and the beautiful starry sky seems to be right in front of me. It's a pity that the planetarium is closed, otherwise we could still have a look at the beautiful scenery above the stars.

The black mist on the front line has been restless, like a wild beast ready to attack. There is always a dark cloud that something big is about to happen, hanging over the minds of people all over the world, as if the world is heading towards some critical point.

There are even many Weibo celebrities who have predicted the end of the world, saying that there are aliens in space, and that the old gods from thousands of years ago are coming back to usurp the throne, and other conspiracy theories. Nuns, soothsayers, heretics, charlatans... all came to take advantage of the popularity.

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"Hey, Xiaobai. Have you heard? The last planetarium in the city has been sealed up in dust." After school, a tough-headed male student came to talk to Su Mingan: "Why do you think the gods want to dust up history? What happened in the past? ? Even the teachers kept it secret."

Su Mingan stared at the playground outside the window, as if immersed in his own world. Xiao Ying in the back row raised his head with cold eyes.

The male classmate was startled by Xiao Ying's warning gaze, and immediately turned his gaze to Shen Yue.

"Classmate Shen Yue, what do you think?" The male classmate lowered his voice and took out a shabby book: "Let me tell you secretly, I recently found this ancient book in the soil of my hometown. It says... Thousands of years. Before, the old gods and the three angels divided the human world, and Jiuyou was a top-secret place guarded by General Qin. Shengtian Valley was a holy city, ruled by the gods..."

His voice was low, but it attracted the whole class. They had never heard of the history of these taboos, and they immediately gathered around with eyes shining brightly.

"It was really a mythical era..." The male student turned the page and found that the writing at the back of the book was blurred. He scratched his head: "The name of the judgment angel who fell into the mortal world... I can't see clearly. …”

"His name is Biluo." Su Mingan was still looking out the window, but he calmly said something that shocked the whole class: "The killing angel in charge of the undertaking is named Angbu. The name of the family spirit who is all white is Bastet. The familiar spirit whose whole body is black, his name is Ra. There is also the most ancient angel who once served beside the old god, rising to the sky in order to pray for the fertile soil..."

These were all texts he had read at the beginning of the dungeon. At that time, like these students, he believed that a thousand years ago was a spectacular and grand mythological era, which belonged to both dependents and angels. result……

The familiar spirit that is all white is Bai Tuan, a fat white cat! Any dependent spirit whose whole body is black is the black flame!

The Killing Angel is a lunatic who commits suicide at every turn. The Judgment Angel is a girl who vomited after taking one bite of spring cake. The Ancient Angel is a face-changer who says "behind the mask is a more beautiful mask".

When he composed everything with his own hands and wrote down these compiled myths with his own hand, only then did he know the truth hidden behind it.

The children thought that they had stepped out of that distant mythical era and entered peace. As for the high-dimensional invaders, they were beaten away by the gods thousands of years ago.

——They will not know that they are still on the ark today. But the thousand-year ark has not yet arrived, and the outcome is unknown. They are still in that era of fighting against the high-dimensionalists and have never come out of it.

"Su Xiaobai, you, you, you..." Male classmate Wang Xingkai pointed at Su Ming'an in shock: "How do you know what's behind! Do you have a similar mythology book at home?"

Other students immediately gathered around:

"Su Xiaobai, I heard from the old man that the Lord God usurped the position of the old gods. Is this true? Do you know?"

"Su Xiaobai, do you know a lot of things..."

The classmates surrounded Su Mingan. Seeing this, Xiao Ying in the back row almost wanted to sharpen his sword.

Su Mingan remained silent. He looked at the old book in Wang Xingkai's hand. There was an illustration spanning several pages - an angel with white wings and a glazed crown, slashing at a bright red python on the edge of hell.

Su Mingan had seen this illustration at the beginning of the dungeon. Su Ming'an couldn't understand what this meant at the time, but now he completely understands it.

A subtle sadness arose in his heart, and he glanced at the calendar on the wall.

The beginning of the copy is the year 827.

At the end of the copy, it is also the year 827.

The same No. 1 middle school in Daoyacheng, the same No. 1 Dream Patrol player Yi Zhongyu, the same first Dream Patrol game "Cat and Her", the same sycamore trees and moonlight.

Su Mingan packed up her schoolbag and walked towards the school gate.

He suddenly saw a girl with black hair and purple eyes waiting at the school gate among the parents who were picking up their children. She had long black bangs, a purple skull necklace, and black fingerless gloves.

"Su Luoluo!" Seeing an acquaintance, Su Mingan's mouth curled up slightly. He put his schoolbag on his back and walked towards her.

"Su Luoluo! You've been waiting for me for a long time!" Another figure walked towards her first, took her hand, and went home with her happily. Her eyes did not stay on Su Ming'an, as if she was seeing a stranger.

——It was Su Wensheng who held her back.

Boys and girls are leaving school facing the sunset. This scene is youthful and beautiful.