First Player

Chapter 1209 Chapter One Thousand Two Hundred and Six·"He was mourning himself, but he was smiling."

Negotiations on the details lasted for a long time.

"(Now that the bet has been established, let's discuss how to 'take him away' if he loses.)" said the child's voice.

"(Of course you will become an ally with me and walk with me in the new world.)" Dieying was the first to seize the topic, fearing that he would not be able to catch up with Nuanhu.

"(King of Rags, you are just a non-staff member, this kind of thing is the last thing you have to do.)" The Fun Demon laughed happily: "(Besides, you are not yelling something, "Don't be afraid, I will eventually We will reach the other side! "Looking at the way you look at death, you can definitely do it if you want any companions, come on, little boy!"

"(He should belong to me.)" The ninth seat spoke for the first time, and it was a distorted voice that made people feel uncomfortable: "(I am in charge of death, he is the most suitable for me.)"

"(No. If I give it to you, he will become a disposable consumable. What we need is a companion, not a prop.)" said a soft female voice.

"(Everyone should know that no one can convince anyone.)" the mechanical voice said: "(In this case, it is better to try to cut him into twelve pieces and give each person one piece. The duplicate image is composed of countless slices. He should Mastered the technology of slicing).

"(Ah, the great traveler in the sea of ​​stars!)" The Demon of Fun immediately looked at Dieying: "(You are a great being who picks up the bones of civilization! The most free and romantic adventurer! The watchman stationed on the sea of ​​​​stars! Can you do it for me? We provide slicing technology?)”

"(...)"

Su Ming listened quietly.

He can hear their thoughts, their greed, their desires.

Behind their seemingly very human exchanges are the desire for profit and the absolute cold direction. Their words are mixed with extreme indifference to civilization and human beings.

Of course he will be afraid, but his fear of self-destruction is not as heavy as the fear of "everyone dying if the game fails".

In fact, he also realized that when he made this decision, his mind had always been calm - deep down in his heart, he did not have much resistance to this self-destructive bet.

It's like he really doesn't care where he falls to his death. This is not because he has no desire to live, but in comparison, he really thinks that he is not important.

If you can live, that's great. If you can't live, then become the cornerstone of your ideal.

The joy of realizing the ideal of redeeming his homeland was far higher than the sadness of losing "himself". No matter how great his self-sorrow was, it was overwhelmed by the huge joy. He could even feel his own jumping heartbeat - like the singing of [Memorial] song】.

He mourned himself, but smiled.

Even though his eyes were red, it was not from his sadness, but from tears of joy...

right.

Nothing to be sad about.

He was already...happy.

He stared at the empty space, and the sound of Gao Wei's discussion kept passing through his ears.

They held bloody knives and forks in their hands to divide the delicacies on the table.

…

"(Then, after cutting him open, give the biggest portion to the rabbit.)"

"(It's too wasteful to split it up like this. The authority can't be removed. Do you have to break it into pieces?)" said a childish voice.

"(I don't agree with slicing, it's better to keep a compatriot.)" said the soft female voice.

"(We definitely won't be able to come up with a result today, we can only discuss it slowly.)" said the hoarse voice.

"(...)" Boss Rabbit said nothing.

…

Su Mingan was thinking.

The small world on his palm and the mark on the back of his hand that completely cleared the level of the highest level of difficulty are his final trump cards. If the bet is the product of [rules], and these are also the product of [rules], then when they conflict...will there be new possibilities in the future?

If the future is not absolutely bleak... he is willing to think about it in a direction full of sunshine. Although he knew that the sunshine did not belong to him.

After all, no matter what the outcome was, he could no longer go home.

The person who loves his hometown the most cannot go back to his hometown.

Destiny is like a long-lasting Poincaré return. No matter how many times the universe evolves, there are many possibilities happening at the same moment... Everyone seems to be going the same path, as if there is some inevitable "only reality".

A doomed idealist.

The unattainable best of both worlds.

Everyday dreams that are out of reach.

A hometown I can’t return to.

The original consistency can also be reflected here.

His gaze fell on the empty space, resting on the dead white skeletons. They seemed to have eyes and looked back at him, with a hint of ouroboros' sorrow in their eyes.

But he smiled, as if watching the enemy king on the chessboard, collapsing towards him. The chess pieces he dropped with his own hands were shining brightly, and the light reflected in his dark eyes.

He didn't win.

But he won't lose either.

He has never won the world,

But he also never lost to anything.

…

"(It seems that we cannot discuss consistent results for the time being.)" said the mechanical voice.

"(The bet has been established. There is no point in continuing the negotiation. Let's go back first.)" said a childish voice.

They understood that they could not reach a conclusion through discussion, and some people were already preparing to leave.

……it's over.

Su Ming'an breathed a long sigh of relief and relaxed his body. He had been highly stressed for too long. When he relaxed, his eyes darkened and he fell forward.

"...!"

He immediately took a breath and steadied himself. When he stood firm, he realized that this episode attracted the attention of all living beings... and even changed their postures.

Boss Rabbit stretched out his big white fluffy hands as if he wanted to catch him. Seeing that he stood firm, he slowly took it back.

Dieying still had his hands in his pockets and didn't reach out, but he kept looking at him.

The dark figure in the fifth seat stretched out his hand, but quickly retracted it.

The shadow in the eleventh seat was the most excited. Even though he was not close, he almost rushed over to help him. I don't know why I care so much about him.

…Did they know him before?

Su Mingan frowned, wondering if they were acquaintances.

"Okay, let's all go back!" Boss Rabbit covered up this little episode.

The stars on the high platform dimmed one by one. The lines of sight focused on Su Ming'an gradually disappeared.

They started to leave.

Boss Tu floated in front of Su Ming'an and showed a friendly smile. Only this time, Su Mingan felt that it seemed to be smiling very reluctantly.

"Dear number one player, the meeting is over~ I'll send you back~" It stretched out its big, fluffy white hand and took his hand.

The soft touch made Su Ming'an furious for a moment. He almost wanted to let go, but he soon realized that Boss Rabbit should have something to say alone.

They walked towards the dark and deep corridor.

Su Mingan looked back.

The vast sea of ​​stars remains the same as before, as if it has not changed over the years. Occasionally, a star streak streaks across the sky.

The bones on the ground have regained their composure. No matter how many years have passed or the vicissitudes of life, they are only the crescent-white remains, without the brilliance of the past.

Six of the twelve high platforms have been darkened. Only the shadow in the second seat, the fun devil in the third seat, the dark shadow in the fourth seat, the dark shadow in the fifth seat, and the dark shadow in the eleventh seat are left.

…

Walking into the corridor, Boss Rabbit’s voice sounded:

"——Dear, you are very brave! I give you a thumbs up!"

"Haha." Su Mingan said.

He realized that Boss Rabbit actually had a good attitude towards him.

During one of the ruins, in the never-ending heavy rain in Baisha Paradise, it came to ask about him who was dying. It was supposed to be giving him a chance to survive then, but he only wanted to die.

In Praia's room, it answered his question about "Nolia's Red Rose" and finally gave him the idea of ​​how to break the deadlock of the gods in Yunshang City. It even took away his half-eaten chocolate.

During the thirty-three weeks of desperate reincarnation, it reached out its big hand, rubbed his head, and comforted him.

Even though it's being mean most of the time, these acts of relief are like digging for gold in shit. But compared with other shit organizers, its attitude is already very gentle and friendly.

"Rabbit is looking forward to your comeback in Luovasha!" Boss Rabbit said "comeback", and it curled up its blood-red eyes: "Of course, people are also looking forward to seeing your failure... By the way, there are also If someone wants to talk to you, Tutu will leave first."

Before Su Mingan said anything, Boss Rabbit left.

He stood in the dark corridor of nothingness, looking at the darkness ahead.

At this time, another familiar voice came over.

"——They all hope you fail and hope you become their delicacy, except me."

The golden color in the darkness came into view, and for a moment, Su Mingan thought he saw Noel in a desperate situation. Just like in so many desperate situations, Noel would always come.

But when the golden hair flowed on his shoulders and the cold voice flowed, he clearly understood that this was just a duplicate image.

Platycodon flowers swayed on the cane, and the blond young man looked down at him slightly:

"So, I look forward to your victory."

"Find an opportunity to make a comeback in Luowasha, save Zhai Xing, and give them a slap in the face."

"If I win, you won't be able to get my pieces." Su Mingan said.

"...It was never my turn." Dieying's voice became softer: "What's more, with or without you, the new world is destined to reach the other side."

"We'll see." Su Mingan laughed.

Just wait and see.

Is he being taken away, or is he taking them away? Whether the predator cut open his flesh and blood entrance, or whether he killed the predator with his backhand... none of this is known.

Even with the bet as a guarantee, they were still afraid of him—fearful of the source of his authority.

He is not necessarily inferior to them.

Nuoer, Lu Shu, Yueyue, Su Lin, Lu... even A Du, Dr. Xu, Xiao Ai, Ming and Ying... there are many people behind him, not less than the twelve proud lives.

He had already ignited the fire of declaration of war against them, challenging the high gods as a human being.

"Gone." Dieying disappeared in an instant. He has to work hard to find the next target, and this time he just comes to grab a seat.

Su Mingan walked forward and felt something -

Sure enough, the next moment the shadow disappeared, another person appeared next to Su Ming'an.

"Which seat are you in?" Su Mingan said.

The black shadow let out a soft laugh. Su Mingan remembered this voice, it was the fourth seat.

These high-dimensional positions are different. Some were extremely hostile to him and wanted to skin him and tear him apart, such as the mechanical voice. Some have a neutral attitude and are more inclined to become companions with him, such as the Fun Demon. Some actually hope that he will win a big victory, such as Die Ying.

"I don't seem to recognize you. Do you have anything to say to me?" Su Mingan said.

"You know him," the female voice said.

The next moment, the black mist slowly faded from his body.

His appearance is not fixed on the exact facial features, but constantly switches between a young child, a middle-aged man, and an old man, as if invisible time is flowing back and forth through his body. His body was wrapped in thick black mist and had no shape.

Su Ming'an looked at it for a while, but didn't recognize who it was. He didn't even have a face.

In his confusion, He smiled.

Su Mingan's eyes were filled with shock when he heard His self-introduction——

"My name is [Elya]."

…

Su Mingan looked at him in surprise: "Xiao Ai?"

Aierya is the name of the Nine God of Heaven and Earth, and Xiao Ai is the goodwill separated from him. Later, Xiao Ai possessed a pink fox in the ruined world, and was kicked by Lin Guang, gods, and gods. It has the reputation of fox cake.

Although Xiao Ai always appears and disappears, and I don’t know where he is now, but he can’t be the organizer...

"Little love is just a part that is separated from me. To me, the sky and the earth are not all." Aierya said: "Everyone of the hundreds of people in the sky has authority. Where do you think this authority comes from? Are their own personalities enough to control these authorities?”

"I see, it's because you are higher than the world in the sky. But since you are the organizer, why can you interfere in the eighth world?" Su Mingan said.

"I didn't interfere with the copy." Airya said lightly: "The image of Airya you see is a weak evil god who is weak, unbelieved, and has only one believer, Sibor. That's just The Airya you see is just me. The real me is already standing in the sky, overlooking all this. My essence comes from the void and innate concepts, and the Airya in the sky is just my reflection. "

"High-dimensional vision?" Su Mingan thought. In the eyes of Gao Wei, time is not time, and space is not space. Although he still cannot understand the relationship between the Dome Airia and the Gao Wei Aira in front of him, there is one piece of evidence that is very clear -

Even the authority of the old world needs to be obtained through the world game. Where did the people locked in the black wall get a hundred authorities? It is obviously not the power system of the sky, and it must require high-dimensional power. Airya is this high-dimensional, so it makes sense.

"I'm here just to let you know who I am." Aierya said concisely and concisely: "As soon as you saw it, I left. We will see you again if we are destined."

Su Mingan couldn't understand the logic of this Gao Wei's actions, but he did disappear quickly.

——Then another person appeared next to Su Mingan.

It was as if people were queuing up to talk to him.