First Player

Chapter 1179 One Thousand One Hundred and Seventy-Seven · "TE·Seal with Me (16)"

People are always greedy.

The moonlight at the temple fair, the song "To Alice" on the piano keys, the lost game, the lotus flowers blooming in the pond... He already felt reluctant to leave, but he couldn't turn back.

These beautiful memories were given to him by Brother Necklace. If Brother Necklace was gone, these images that made people reluctant to leave would turn into pain.

He made up his mind, but he was still sad. It wasn't because he felt sorry for his own life, but because Brother Necklace... He should be sadder than him.

Otherwise, why... would the young man shed tears.

As if knowing that things were irreversible, the young man gritted his teeth and remained silent for a few seconds before asking, "... Changge, what do you wish for?"

Changge smiled, he knew that Brother Necklace could no longer stop him: "I want to see the real lotus again, Brother Necklace."

The young man shook his head: "You forgot that there is no lotus in winter, it only blooms when it is warm."

"No, I saw it in winter..." Changge's eyes closed a little bit:

"That was... you gave it to me."

... Even if it was only once, I will remember it forever.

But this is not a pond, there is only cold ground, so there will not even be a lotus to be born.

But he has closed his eyes, so it doesn't matter if he can't see it.

He doesn't need to use his eyes to look for it, he knows where the young man is standing and how far away he is. He can imagine the pink and white lotus flowers blooming in the young man's hands, the sweet fragrance of candied haws floating around, the fireworks of the temple fair blooming in the night sky, and how bright the young man's black eyes are... just like decades ago.

Of course he would be afraid, in fact he is still trembling now, and the passing of his life bit by bit makes him clearly perceive the process of his own death.

But when he thought of who he was, he stopped shrinking.

If it was Su Mingan himself who was here, he would definitely not be afraid.

So he could not be compared to others, and he was not afraid.

Changge was no worse than anyone else.

"You are such an irresponsible guy." The young man asked, "How can I miss you in the future? Do you think I can have new close friends around me?"

"It doesn't matter... there will always be..." Changge's voice was as light as a feather, and finally, the white light on his body dissipated, like a falling meteor in the sky--

"You are so outstanding, and you are the savior. There will always be someone who likes you."

"I am just a small character, and no one will remember me. I am really not very smart, I can't beat the game, and I am clumsy at playing the piano."

"Of course, if you are willing to remember me and miss me..."

"Piano, lotus, barbecue, lemon, game, even the necklace itself... can all be me."

"As long as you remember,"

The young man's voice began to tremble, and he was also afraid:

"... I will definitely be there."

As if responding to his tail tone, the transmission machine made a sound.

That was the last sound, followed by a cold "Ding--"

The next second, all sounds stopped abruptly, which was unbearable.

A body without a soul fell to the ground.

The young man was stunned for a few seconds, then he almost collapsed and fell to the ground, finally bursting into tears-this was something he had never done in a hundred years. He had always been constrained by the identity of "savior". The calm and rational savior could not cry in front of people, nor could he be weak.

"Changge... Changge!! You..."

But at this time, holding the cold body.

He bent down completely, almost wanting to bury himself.

"Why is it you-why is it you...why..."

He finally felt...what it felt like to lose a [close friend].

Damn idealism...how many people have been eaten alive...?

He turned over Changge's eyelids, as if he would open his eyes and wake up.

But his hand stopped at the eyelids and fell down. He knew what he would see. Lifeless eyeballs and gray-white pupils. Human life is like a flame in the mud. Once the wind blows, it will not ignite.

In the past, he would roll his eyelids, which was a joke between close friends. But now... he can only describe it with the cold word "checking the body".

... Corpse.

But how could his close friend be a corpse.

He hasn't tried to sing a song yet, has he?

Until his throat was hoarse, he still couldn't believe that in just a few seconds, the running and jumping Changge was gone.

The music score in his hand fell to the ground, the crooked notes were extremely immature, and the title was a funny and funny... "To the Necklace Brother".

He really didn't understand.

What kind of mood did this guy have to write such a funny title...

"Why..." He buried his head deeply, digging his fingers to bleed:

"It's always people like us who die..."

"And it just so happens..." His eyes froze on Changge's expression, which was a combination of fear and expectation:

"You look very happy..."

...

There is a Tower of Babel in this world.

It is said that if only one person can fly over it, everyone can survive. People all aim to fly over the Tower of Babel.

The boy built a pair of wooden wings and tried to practice taking off, but failed again and again.

But no one told him that wooden wings cannot fly. He was born without bird wings, so how could he dare to dream of flying?

"Some things, if you are born without them, you will never have them in your life!" They mocked the boy.

At a flying conference, the "birds" were greedy for the warmth of their nests and decided not to challenge the Tower of Babel. The young man rushed forward with wooden wings and called on everyone not to stop flying, but was beaten until his vocal cords were torn.

"A bird doesn't even have wings, but it still wants to fly with wood! Ridiculous!" they laughed at him.

But fortunately, he gradually discovered that as long as he stood high enough and used the power of the wind... he could fly even with wooden wings.

Even if it was just gliding...he was finally flying.

He flies, flies. Flying over mountains, rivers, ponds with blooming lotus flowers, and tall buildings that he didn't dare to look at before...

Ah, the boy is finally flying!

He soared freely, laughed heartily, and felt freer than ever before. He felt that his cheeks were hot, his heart was burning, his chest seemed to be burning, and his eyes were as clear as glass or crystal.

With wooden wings, he crashed into the Tower of Babel.

boom.

It wasn't a loud sound, and the movement wasn't cool either. He hit his head badly.

He didn't even fly over the tower, he just knocked it sideways, allowing future generations to fly slightly lower.

Then, the wooden wings were smashed to pieces, and the boy with a bloody head fell downwards, and he closed his eyes forever.

But a second before closing his eyes——

He saw the wooden wings that were torn apart in the sky, and the wood chips were floating in the sky like a snow.

He squinted his eyes and suddenly realized.

His wooden wings, his shoddy, shoddy wooden wings—

When it shattered in the air, it looked really like—

Bird's...feathers.

All his life...

Something that cannot be had.

It turns out that he already had it.

…

It turns out that wooden wings can outperform the feathers of birds.

It turns out that the bird's heart is comparable to the human heart.

Who is he proud of?

…

…

Eight years later.

The third world game begins.

General Qin, as the number one player, fought hard to the end and successfully obtained the "observation" authority. Due to the heavy burden of completing the high-difficulty level perfectly, when the game ended, General Qin died due to serious wear and tear on his soul. Before his death, he created "General Qin AI" to replace himself as the leader. And stored all his wisdom, knowledge and "observation" authority in the AI ​​left behind after the first world game.

This AI later transformed into a humanoid with white hair and white eyes, named "God", and took over the power of the world.

This result made people wake up - isn't it true that only "Su Mingan bot" can create primitives? Doesn't anyone like Chang Ge count as a primitive? Why insist on making exact copies?

This inspiration has even been passed down for thousands of years, and even Su Wensheng's generation was still inspired by Chang Ge and adopted the method of "fifty fire bearers to create the original".

In order to prepare for the fourth world game, people continue to improve the "artificial primitive" method. They realized that - it was not that "Su Ming'an" would definitely have the high status of the dungeon, but that the high status of the dungeon was already a person like "Su Ming'an" - they would always have similar ideals, similar will, similar Determination and perseverance, never give up, never give in.

And there are thousands of such people in the world.

One year before the dawn of time, humans created a chip that contained the beliefs of people like Su Mingan bot. As long as it is implanted into the brain, it can subtly become a person similar to Su Ming'an. After the chip has been improved, it will no longer change people's appearance and voice, but will only affect their temperament.

This chip will change a person, making them an "artificial primitive". Because it is easy to distort the self, it is all voluntary. But everyone who heard the news basically said "I do."

"I admire myself very much and have never thought about becoming anyone. But if I can obtain a difficult identity in the fourth world game and win for mankind, I am willing." The first person to receive a chip implant was a black man A girl with green eyes, she had achieved good results in the Second World Game and had the power of "life".

"Give everything for humanity!" The second person to receive the chip was a soldier.

"It is said that the World Game will rejuvenate one's youth. It's time for me to put my youthful skills to use, haha..." followed by a retired veteran.

Then a doctor.

lawyer.

teacher.

Firemen……

Li Mingyue, Yi Zhongyu, Li Yuxuan, Xiao Ying, Lin Yunting...a total of more than two hundred people were selected and voluntarily received chip implants.

A month later, the "Old God" appeared.

Human beings began to worship Him and believe in Him, and a steady stream of "faith" emerged around the old gods.

But in fact, the "Old God" is not a god, nor is it a certain person, but a collective concept - any two hundred people who are willing to take over the important task and are willing to pass the level perfectly for the sake of mankind... will obtain the "Old God" name.

This is because if you want to collect "belief" in one of the three elements, for example, some people believe in Chaoyan and some people believe in Li Mingyue, it will cause belief to be scattered.

As long as "Old God" is a [collective concept], it is not necessarily a certain person.

——Then, everyone's "belief" will only be concentrated on the concept of "Old God". When one of these people wins the fourth world game and successfully obtains the authority of "time"——this person will be hailed as the real "Old God". As for the others, they will lose their "Old God" status and return to ordinary people.

In other words, whoever obtains the authority of "time" first and has the foundation for becoming a god will completely become the "Old God" recorded in history and admired by future generations for thousands of years.

As long as you have the ability, no matter who you are,

——you are the "savior".

Here, "saving the world" is never limited to a certain person.

…

Winter.

A man wearing dozens of human skin masks stood by the lake, raised his right hand, and the lotus in the pond was in full bloom.

"Changge, look." He murmured to himself.

"The lotus is blooming."

There was no one else behind him.

At the end of the year, the young man asked Changge if he had any regrets. Changge said stumblingly:

"I'm really afraid of being forgotten."

"I died in this small room, and no one will remember me except you... They will all forget me... Because I'm really stupid and useless..."

The young man promised: "I won't let you be forgotten."

Changge smiled with the corners of his mouth. Although he didn't know what Brother Necklace was going to do, Brother Necklace's promise would definitely be fulfilled.

After Changge died, the young man stood in front of his grave for a long time and placed a bunch of blue roses. Until the young man turned and left, he put on dozens of layers of human skin masks for himself.

"Necklace, you..." General Qin came to him.

The young man pressed his lips, shook his head, and put the necklace he had been wearing into his pocket.

"From now on." He said: "My name is Changge."

...

[I won't let you be forgotten. 】

...

The only one who will be forgotten is me.

Changge will "live" for a long time.

Desert, Jiangnan, sunset, misty rain, as long as I see it, it is equivalent to falling into your eyes.

You always play the song "To Alice" poorly, but I can play it smoothly, it doesn't matter.

You were once my replica, and you felt humbled by my existence. So when you die in place of my fate, I will become your "substitute" from now on.

The two exchanged positions. But this time, what forced the young man to become a "substitute" was no longer forced, but just... deep friendship and remembrance.

Afterwards, "Changge" accepted the task - temporarily erased his memory, loaded into Su Mingan's body, pretended to be a "night identity player", and finally faced the final beheading for Su Mingan.

This is also a dead end. However, at least he lived a full thousand years longer than Changge... In a trance, he could hear Changge's voice in every night of waiting.

"A thousand years have passed, you must work hard."

"Otherwise, it will be a waste of the thousand years I exchanged for you."

...

The year Su Mingan arrived, "Changge" had discarded the chip through bionic surgery and became a human. He stood by the lake, looked at the lake for the last time, and said to himself:

"So, Changge, look through my eyes."

"Look, the lotus has bloomed."

"I seem to have returned to the afternoon when I met you. You raised your hand and threw me into the pool. The whole room was filled with the smell of summer sunshine."

"But you can't cry anymore. In the past, you felt like crying when you saw injustice. Now you are going to guide the savior, so you can't cry anymore."

"I changed the name of "To Brother Necklace" for you. It's called "The World Floats in the Air, and the Blessings Come to Dawn". The name is long but nice. I can play it now, and I have also added lyrics."

"By the way, my vocal cords are fine."

"So..."

...

"Want to sing? Changge."

He sang a song that no one heard facing the deserted lake. It was their song.

…

"Outside the screen window, the glaciers are jingling…"

"At the first watch, the iron horse passes my room…"

"At the third watch, the white bird sings in my dream…"

"At the fifth watch, the bronze mirror accompanies the human figure. Everything belongs to you. One flower is a world, one leaf is a bodhi."

"The world is floating in the air, and the blessing scene is at dawn..."

"You are still by my side..."

…

——The millennium has finally arrived.

"The Long Song" can finally be sung out loud.