First Player

Chapter 1264 Chapter 1261·"He and the Savior." (Thanks to the leader of "White Clothes Mistaken Chang'an")

"Just now, Qin Ze looked twelve or thirteen years old, the age of a 'child', so he was taken away by the robot for protection after walking a few steps." Xiao An looked at Xiao Nuo: "Then you..."

"Cough." Xiao Nuo coughed: "Maybe they have a way to detect age, not to measure appearance and height. Look, this gentleman and I are both fifteen or sixteen years old, and we were not taken away."

He pointed at Su Mingan.

When Su Mingan heard the word "fifteen or sixteen years old", he twisted his hair in confusion and found that his hair was actually white.

...Why did his appearance change so much? After taking a nap in the afternoon, he changed from Su Liujin to Si Que, and then from Si Que to Su Liujin in the disciple game. What is this, Sichuan Opera face-changing?

"Maybe there are clues on the street, let's walk and see." Xiao Su said.

They walked along the alley all the way in, and all they saw was reinforced concrete.

On the way, Su Mingan met Yamada Machiichi. This man was acting sneakily and was using a mechanical arm to search for garbage. He was really down and out.

"Yamada." Su Mingan called out.

Yamada Machiichi turned around and his eyes lit up: "Su Mingan!"

"Do you know me?" Xiao Su was stunned beside him.

"Ah... uh..." Yamada Machiichi quickly understood the current situation, coughed dryly, and said to Su Mingan: "You... what's your name?"

"Lin Yin." Su Mingan said kindly.

"Ah, Lin Yin." Yamada Machiichi opened his arms: "Finally I met you! Lin Yin!"

His expression was like a child meeting his father, almost crying.

"Lovasa is so dangerous! People are really hungry. I'm a big piece of iron, but someone wants to take a bite! Fortunately, I met you. You will definitely not eat me." Yamada Machiichi patted his chest. In the past few days, he has fully experienced what the food chain is. He is like a fish living in the sea. All he sees is big fish eating small fish and small fish eating shrimp. Someone who said a few words yesterday may be eaten today. It's really scary.

"Hmm..." Su Mingan thought to himself. Of course I won't eat you, just don't eat me.

"Friend, so your name is Lin Yin." Xiao An looked at Su Mingan: "But I remember that on the first level of the world chessboard, your code name was Noel?"

Xiao Nuo next to him looked puzzled.

Su Mingan showed an embarrassment similar to Yamada Machi: "A pseudonym, a pseudonym... I heard that the second player was extraordinary, so I used the pseudonym Noel. Lin Yin is my real name."

"Oh!" Xiao Su suddenly realized: "It sounds good."

At this time, Su Mingan's clue insight skill lit up. He looked up and saw an advertisement on the telephone pole: "There are clues there..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Su jumped up and landed on the telephone pole, and slid down the pole and handed him the advertisement: "Friend, you have a good eye, this thing seems to be quite valuable."

... Of course, it is valuable to be marked by the clue insight skill.

For Xiao Su at this stage, the purple-level skill is still too advanced. Using such top-level skills to find clues, Su Mingan felt like the God of War Dragon King returned to the Novice Village.

He looked at the flyer. It was a very new advertisement with a strong smell of ink.

He opened it and saw several lines of red characters:

[Are you still troubled by not being able to write about your child? Are you still troubled by the disobedience of the child you wrote about? Are you still troubled by your child's refusal to take your pen? ]

[Come to Building 169, Hongshan Street, to create a "perfect personality" for your child and make your child a superior person! ]

[The following is the basic pricing:]

[A 50-word short poem about your child: 30 Baicheng coins. ]

[A 1,000-word short essay about your child: 35 Baicheng coins. ]

[Drawing three personality elements for your child: 80 Baicheng coins. ]

[A long essay to help improve your child's personality: 40 Baicheng coins/1,000 words. Complex personality plus 10 Baicheng coins/1,000 words. ]

[On-site guidance to improve your creative ability and increase inspiration: 200 Baicheng coins/hour. 】

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“Wow.” Yamada Cho whistled:

“This city has a similar worldview to that of Lovasa, so cool.”

“Both use pens to create life. But in this city, the life created by people is regarded as their own children.”

Su Mingan was surprised: “You know a lot about this?”

“Yes, I am quite interested, so I have been cramming Lovasa’s worldview these days.” Yamada Cho spread his hands and said excitedly:

“Lovasa is just like… a kingdom in the sky constructed by words! A fantasy world! I can’t describe my love for it in words.”

“I have read the history. Since the second era of Lovasa , after science disappeared, creators appeared. They painted everything they dreamed of and wrote one magical setting after another in Luowasha. For example, apples are not affected by gravity, cakes can change colors, and two iron balls will not fall to the ground at the same time..."

"Many creators are keen on writing about life."

"But only C-level creators can unlock the [Create a Character] function. And only if the character written is brilliant enough and the logic is self-consistent enough, can a character open his eyes and come alive on paper. And 95% of the characters can only stay on paper forever, subject to various factors and cannot be reproduced in reality. "

"So, an industry chain has been derived...for example, for the characters in my own writing, I buy impression poems, impression essays, long essays to improve the characters, etc., to increase the fullness and completeness of the characters. Maybe one day... I The characters come alive.”

"This advertising flyer should provide this kind of service. However, this city has been invaded by the virus, and people have lost their creativity and inspiration. No matter how much they buy this kind of service, they probably won't be able to write the characters they want." survived."

"In this way..." Su Mingan roughly understood.

Yamada Machichi's information is very timely. When Su Ming'an is promoted to a C-level creator, Su Ming'an will start trying to create life. After all, it is not enough to just use other players as supporting characters. You need to add original characters written by yourself.

"It's just that this city is a bit too much." Yamada Machichi shrugged: "In Rawasha, the lives written by the creators are free the moment they open their eyes, and they will become a complete person. , breaking away from the pen of the creator, no longer being bound and smeared by the creator, and walking out of their own stories. But in this city, people firmly control the lives they write, and regard them as needing control and control. Educating 'children', ordering children to carry on their family line... is a bit of an imposition of responsibility."

"After all, people in this city don't seem to rely on marriage and childbirth to reproduce. They only rely on writing children to reproduce. It may be that they have problems with their physical functions and have to do this." Su Mingan said: "Now write children This road was also blocked by the virus, so the city became lifeless and no new life could be born. "

"Yes." Yamada Machichi sighed: "If they didn't force the children they wrote to do something or carry on the family line... then they are still worthy of respect. This kind of thing should depend on the children's own wishes."

Their conversation did not avoid Xiao Su and Xiao Nuo.

After a while, Xiao Su asked cautiously: "Friend, is Rovasha the name of your hometown?"

Xiao Su knew that the origin of his NPC friend was mysterious, so he never delved into it. But since Su Ming'an mentioned it, Xiao Su still wanted to ask.

"No." Su Mingan smiled: "Luowasha is just my temporary residence, my hometown..."

He looked into Xiao Su's clear eyes.

…My hometown is the same as yours.

"My hometown is far, far away." After thinking for a moment, Su Mingan spoke.

"Ah." Xiao Su seemed to feel Su Ming'an's missing emotion, and said her heartfelt blessing:

"Friend, I wish you can return to your hometown as soon as possible after all your travels."

Although Su Mingan knew that it was almost impossible, he still smiled and nodded.

"Yes, there must be no problem." Yamada Machichi didn't know that Su Ming'an had made a deal with the organizer. Of course he felt that there was no problem. He patted Su Ming'an on the shoulder with confidence: "It's a sure thing! I've already listed the two. The tour route of Dimension Street is here. When the time comes, I will go back and I guarantee your satisfaction..."

He seemed to know that he had let something slip. He shook his shoulders and said quickly: "I am not a two-dimensional person. I just saw you like it, so I prepared it for you. I really am not, really not..."

"Okay, got it." Su Mingan smiled.

...He was thinking that if he really couldn't go back, then Yamada Machichi would still be able to enjoy this tour route by himself.

After all, Yamada Machichi's two-dimensional concentration is much stronger than him, so he will definitely have a lot of fun.

…

As they went deeper, Su Mingan used his super-high perception to avoid various traps and dangers. When encountering bandits and death-seeking players, he shook the space wildly, as if he was in an uninhabited land.

"You are worthy of being the lighthouse that travels with me..." Xiao Su said in admiration: "I didn't expect you to be good at spatial abilities. It's so amazing."

"I understand a little bit." Su Mingan said modestly.

Passing by No. 169 Hongshan Street, they stopped.

Xiao Su pushed Su Mingan's wheelchair inside. This was a large building similar to a training institution, with classrooms, whiteboard rooms, projection rooms, and a huge reception room.

"Hello, would you like to know about my child?" At this time, a Baicheng local was holding a stack of flyers. She had her brown hair spread out and distributed the flyers to others.

Su Mingan took the flyer and looked down. It read [Name: Tucker. Age: 18. Temperament: Lively and cheerful. Occupation: Poet. Commonly used phrases: "I want the sound of poetry to spread to every corner of the city." Background story: He was a painter from an outer city, and one day...]

Is this...the "child" written by the Creator?

Su Mingan looked at the back and saw some pictures of this character.

"Take a look at his settings. There are text and pictures, as well as his background story, temperament and hobbies. They were all written by me bit by bit... He is really a good person. If it weren't for my internal The virus..." The flaxen-haired girl kept handing out flyers, her face full of persistence and persistence: "I believe that as long as enough people like him, he will definitely be able to survive from the white paper! Get to know me! Let’s take a look at it, my child... I want him to live, let’s take a look!”

Su Mingan read the flyer carefully before putting it away in his backpack.

When Yamada Town saw this scene, he sighed:

"Everyone knows and understands Si Que, the creator, and anyone can read just a few words he writes. But in fact, most creators are in such a lonely situation."

"Just like the people in White City, no matter how well they write, as long as there is a virus in their body, they can't write about life."

"In the history of Luowasha, there have even been several waves of wars to massacre creators. Some are due to misunderstandings, and some are due to the generation gap between people and creators. Some people think that what creators write is beyond common sense, ill-intentioned, and will disrupt society, so it is better to kill them all."

"To this day, most creators face a malicious environment. People always speculate their ideas with malice, and a little wind and waves can destroy them."

Su Mingan listened and thought of the second story written by Si Que, and his heart was complicated.

In the hall, few people took the flyer from the girl. Even if they took it, they glanced at it and didn't read it.

"——!!"

Suddenly, there was a noise outside.

"——Stop her! Don't let her run away!"

"——Hand her in, there are thousands of White City coins! Enough for us to be free for a few years!"

The sound of running came from behind.

Immediately afterwards, a gray figure pounced on Su Mingan's wheelchair. She clung to the armrest of Su Mingan's wheelchair, her face covered in dust.

She saw Su Mingan and begged, "Can you save me... I don't want to be taken away for transformation. They want to transform me into some kind of machine..."

"What's your name?" Su Mingan asked.

The girl blinked:

"Si Yi."

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