First Player

Chapter 1228 Chapter One Thousand Two Hundred and Twenty-Five·"But it can't accommodate so many people."

The dome of the building stands in the sun, and the paint on the exterior wall has peeled off slightly. The stepped stones are arranged downwards, reflecting the shadows of students.

The golden-red fire clouds connect with the deep end of the sky, and the shadows of several old banyan trees cast diagonally on the walls of the cafeteria, telling the story of distant years.

Su Mingan looked up at the cafeteria, with a trace of nostalgia in his eyes. He didn't realize that his posture subconsciously became reserved, just like when he was at school.

"Very good!" Hui Bi's smiling voice interrupted Su Mingan's gaze: "You took on this [student] character very quickly. You are truly an outstanding protagonist, entering the scene in one second."

Su Mingan was silent. He took over quickly because he was...

No.

Maybe it once was.

He was wearing a white shirt and tie, just like an ordinary student in this school.

The [personality] he set for himself is - [On the surface, he is a student, but secretly, he is the leader of the Lighthouse Cult who rules Rovasha and enjoys supreme worship].

Of course, there is no Lighthouse Religion in Rovasha. But [character] can be made up, as long as you are convinced that this setting exists, continue to deduce and improve it, until everyone believes that the Lighthouse Cult exists, it will become more and more real. It is said that creators of B level and above can completely turn the fictional settings they have written into reality.

"Let's go, we have more than five hours left. We must help you become a D-class creator before [Game Day] starts. Only then can you have a certain fighting power and not be eaten in the battle royale." Go." Huibi said with a smile.

Su Mingan can actually reach a combat power of more than 5,000 and defeat a level three god. But looking at Pudding and Huibi's eyes, he decided to continue pretending to be an innocent and harmless jellyfish. After all, who knows what is behind Huibi.

Pudding seemed to know Su Mingan's past very well. The structure of the entire Samantri University was very similar to Su Mingan's former university, even though he only stayed there for less than a month before the world game began.

"You go to the cafeteria for breakfast at 7:30 in the morning, and eat in the east gate cafeteria at 12 noon. Now it's evening, you like to eat in the west gate cafeteria...right." Pudding stopped, and the west gate of the school was in front of him. .

Su Mingan stared blankly at the familiar yet unfamiliar canteen in front of him. He didn't know what was in his eyes. Maybe it was strange even to him.

"What do you want to eat?" Pudding took out his campus card. In front of them was a window filled with various dishes.

Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, stir-fried pork with green peppers, stir-fried shredded pork with garlic sprouts, sweet and sour pork... Familiar dishes came into Su Mingan's eyes, and he suddenly felt unspeakably complicated.

This feeling made him feel... strange.

"I can do anything. I'm not picky about food." Su Mingan said. In order to play the role of a [student], he had to act like a real student in everything, including eating.

"I'm not picky about food, I'm just a jellyfish." Huibi smiled and pointed to the aunt in the cafeteria: "This, this, and this."

Among the more than thirty dishes, Huibi pointed out the three cheapest ones. They were all vegetable dishes without oil, with only some chopped vegetable leaves that were thoroughly stirred.

Pudding stared at him with contempt, as if he was scorning why he was so stingy and let Su Ming'an eat such cheap vegetarian food.

"These three." Huibi waved her hand: "I don't want any of them."

The cafeteria aunt's hand froze.

"There are more than thirty others, get one of each." Huibi took out the campus card: "Swipe as you like."

Although his behavior was shocking and even attracted everyone's attention, Pudding stopped him in time: "What are you doing? We are playing [students]... How can a student eat so much in one meal?"

Huibi was stunned for a moment, then regretfully took back her campus card, and carefully selected the three most delicious-looking dishes.

Su Ming'an kept staring at Hui Bi with subtle eyes, observing whether this person had any conspiracy.

"There is a more delicious cold dish next to it... Do you want this dish?" Huibi stared at the coriander spicy pig ears in the cold dish next to it. The thin pig ears were cut into slices, accompanied by red and plump chili dices and Bright red oil.

"...No coriander." Su Mingan whispered.

"What about this one?" Huibi pointed to another dish, which is spicy beef mixed with folded root. The pieces of folded root are dotted on the bright red beef slices, which makes people move their fingers.

"...Don't break your ears." Su Mingan whispered.

Huibi was at a loss. The dishes in the cold dish room had either coriander or Zheer roots, and they were all rejected.

Finally, he scooped two ladles of mushroom soup for Su Ming'an and pudding.

Sitting at the table, Huibi asked expectantly: "Liu Jin, did you get a new drama memory lens?"

In order for Su Mingan to be promoted to a D-class creator, the first step is to write the story to 2,000 words. Now it is still 700 words short, and at least two new drama memory lenses are needed. The other is that the "first battle" is going to happen.

Su Mingan glanced at the Creation panel and shook his head: "There are no new drama memory lenses."

Although his character is a [student], coming to the cafeteria for a meal seems to be nothing worth recording, and it cannot be included in the book as a plot.

"It's strange..." Huibi tapped the table with her finger: "The story of the creator will have a new trend in a few months. Sometimes [Rebirth Article] is popular, sometimes [Eavesdropping on the Heart] is popular. Texts, sometimes "simulator texts" are popular, depending on Yggdrasil's preferences at a certain period, but I have read recent academic journals, and scholars who study Yggdrasil generally believe that recent Yggdrasils prefer "daily texts". , especially [Students’ Daily Writings], why are our daily plots not recognized by World Tree as a dramatization lens? Isn’t it worth writing into the book..."

Su Ming'an thought for a while: "Perhaps, the experience we just had seems a bit streamlined when written down. No one would like to watch a story about three people cooking in the cafeteria. There are no highlights, no laughter and no excitement."

Huibi pressed her temple in distress: "Really..."

Su Mingan said: "According to a writing experience that a friend of mine told me, often at this time, in order to better attract readers, a villain should rush up and laugh at the side, saying, 'He is indeed a pheasant from the slums. You can only eat this kind of shabby food...'"

"——As expected, he is a pheasant from the slums, and he can only eat this kind of shabby food!"

At this time, there was a harsh and sarcastic voice coming from behind.

Su Ming'an still said: "And that person often looks mean and has distorted facial features. Because even if a good-looking person becomes a villain, readers will not find it pleasant to torture him..."

The sound of footsteps came, and a young man with a mean appearance, distorted facial features, and the look of a rich man came over. He stared at the food in front of Su Ming'an and smiled, looking swollen and beaten:

"I thought I was following Miss Pudding. It turned out that I was just a commoner with no aura of a higher race in my body. Yet I still wanted to climb up the sycamore tree and become a phoenix. A pheasant is a pheasant! Even if I get Miss Pudding's favor, it's nothing. It's a wild dog squatting at your feet and barking!"

Su Mingan looked on expressionlessly.

Classic, so classic. This is the development in the novel recommended by Yue Yue. It seems that the novel she read makes sense, and the reality is actually like this.

According to Yue Yue's novel experience, next, Pudding should stare at the rich young man angrily and say something like "Su Ming'an is not a wild dog" to add fuel to the fire, making the rich young man even more angry, and then vent his anger on Su Ming'an, He asked, "You brat from the slums, I want to fight you to a life and death situation in the ring. Do you dare?" Then Su Ming'an agreed calmly. When they got to the ring, Su Ming'an beat up the rich man with one hand and slapped him hard in the face.

If the contradiction were longer, it would be that the rich man felt dissatisfied after being defeated and took a forbidden drug that increased his strength, but was defeated again by Su Ming'an. Su Ming'an even took advantage of this to break through the barrier and upgrade...

However, things did not go back to classic.

Pudding and Huibi sat on chairs and looked at the rich young man with surprised eyes, almost as if they were seeing a great benefactor.

The muscles on the rich man's face twitched... Why did he react like this? This is wrong...

"...Jellyfish. Come on, come on." Pudding said in a low voice, constantly reminding Su Mingan with almost convulsive eyes - come on! This kind of slap-in-the-face plot is a ready-made contradiction, and it will definitely become a lens for drama memories! Isn’t this word count enough?

When the creator can't write the plot, he will create some cannon fodder to annoy the readers. Once the readers are angry, they will want to kill the cannon fodder, and the story will go to waste. This is the reason why low-quality cool articles are prevalent. If there are no clear and fierce contradictions, the public will not be able to stand it.

"..." This was the first time Su Mingan encountered such a situation. He stood up a little unfamiliar and opened his mouth. He knew that the next development would be written into his story, so he wanted to come up with a better rhetoric to make the story score higher.

Under such circumstances, how should the protagonist respond to the cannon fodder villain to make Yggdrasil like it?

A slap in the face? Reverse taunt? Bland?

He struggled for a few seconds and realized that he could not continue in this stalemate. He had no choice but to follow his heart and dryly said what came to his mind:

"...You have offended the leader of the Lighthouse. What crime should you be punished for?"

The moment the words were spoken, everyone froze. This was a development that no one expected.

The rich man even said "you, you, you" for a long time before he found his voice.

"You, what are you talking about?" The rich man's voice became dry, as if his mind had not turned around. He looked at Pudding stiffly: "Miss Pudding, please watch out, this guy is just talking nonsense. Not worth having dinner with you..."

Su Mingan became more and more proficient. Although these words were shameful, he was completely perfecting his [personality] and said as if he was dead:

"——I am the old god Asastor, the leader of the old days, the torch of the wasteland, the lord of the dawn one hundred and two years ago, and the god of the clouds in Praia ten thousand years later."

"——The pupils are the eyes of the past, the bones are the sword of destiny, and the authority is the talisman of immortality. Waiting for the 9999 timeline to kill each other."

"——The three angels under his command. The Judgment Angel Noel is in charge of the scale of justice. The Order Angel Yueyue is in charge of the scale of all things. The Killing Angel Lu Shu is in charge of the sharp blade that eliminates evil."

"——In addition, there is Su Lin, the most ancient angel..."

Since this was a completely unprepared statement, Su Mingan felt ashamed, but since he wanted to pass the level perfectly, he could only bite the bullet and say it...

Since there might be logical problems with the made-up story, he had an idea and used the ready-made setting of the tenth world. There was no Chaoyan, Li Mingyue and Xiao Ying in this world, so he followed suit and made artistic processing, appointing his three acquaintances as angels, so that there would be no problem with the logical chain of the subsequent story. Everyone exists, and everyone can come together to improve this setting, which is perfect.

Luo Vasha is so interesting.

Joy, happiness, healing.

Su Mingan spoke at length, talking about the setting of the tenth world. When people listened carefully, they found that this setting was closely linked, which was indeed much more interesting than ordinary stories.

"It sounds like the real thing, this setting is good." They whispered to each other.

"Although I didn't understand, it seems very powerful."

"Why do I feel it's true..."

"Could it be that some higher race came down to experience life? I heard that some gods would incarnate as ordinary people and walk on the earth just to make up stories..."

They looked at Su Mingan with awe and shock.

Watching Su Mingan talking endlessly, the rich young man somehow had the idea in his mind that "what he said makes sense".

Under the influence of the gold-level passive missionary aura and SS-level charm, unless Su Mingan didn't speak, he would shoot directly like Lin Guang. Otherwise, as long as Su Mingan opened his mouth and said the first sentence... it would be difficult for people to resist.

Ten minutes later, the three of them walked out of the cafeteria leisurely, and Su Mingan held a new drama memory lens in his hand.

The cafeteria behind them was already in silence. Everyone stared blankly at the departure of "Lighthouse Master, Lord of Dawn, Old Asasto, the First Generation God of Praya Cloud City..."

"What a cool plot." Su Ming'an stared at the drama memory lens in his hand: "No wonder Yueyue likes such a plot."

Next, under the recommendation of Pudding, Su Ming'an participated in a club board game, but until 10 o'clock in the evening, even the Three Kingdoms Kill was opened, and no new drama memory lenses appeared.

...

Moonlight Forest.

A very beautiful elf slowly opened his green eyes. This long-silent forest finally awakened the king of elves.

The creatures in the forest cheered and knelt to welcome him.

However, the first words of the Elf King after waking up were:

"Olives...you can't escape."

"I won't let you succeed, I will find you."

The moonlight was faint, and the figure of the Elf King disappeared on the spot.

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