First Player

Chapter 1288 Chapter 1285·"Lü Shu."

Die Ying lowered her head and looked at her palm.

The red sunflower pattern on her palm dimmed. At this moment, she suddenly realized that she could not contact the little Aba who was put into the world game.

The connection between them was cut off.

In the vast sea of ​​stars, the deep blue fluid spread like a wriggling snake, crossing one uninhabited star after another.

She felt interesting and laughed.

"Is it a rebellion... or an accident?"

...

"Swish, swish..."

The fragrance of gardenia wafted towards her, the sunset sprinkled blood, and the rice-like buds swayed in the wind.

The fence was pushed open, and the sound of the TV came from the villa. It should be that some teammates have returned, earlier than Su Mingan.

It turns out that Si Que's goal is to replace everything Su Mingan has in the eleventh world, commonly known as "Que occupies An's nest." Regardless of how this was done, this operation was unheard of and unprecedented.

"Is anyone there?" Su Ming'an shouted towards the door.

A male voice came from inside: "I'm here."

The voice was slightly high, not Su Lin.

Su Ming'an thought about the fourteen teammates. Yi Song? Alger? Aini? Or Boris? Who of them died in the middle of the road, even earlier than Su Ming'an returned.

With a "creak--" sound, the door was opened.

The fragrance of gardenia became more and more fragrant.

The man walked out on the steps at the door. At that moment, his long white hair fluttered in the fragrance, as if the light beam flickered in the cutting of the sunset.

The man was wearing a white shirt with his sleeves rolled up, revealing his thin and slender arms. He was wearing trousers of the same color on his lower body, and the trouser legs were slightly loose, showing a very comfortable and casual posture. The long white hair was draped over his shoulders, sliding down along the folds and ending at the back waist.

At this moment, his golden eyes seemed to melt in the sunset.

Su Mingan had seen too many absurd scenes today, which had exceeded his expectations, but when he saw this person, he was shocked again.

The white-haired boy waved at him, holding the cooking spatula in his other hand:

"Hello."

"I am Su Liujin."

...

"I will love you until I die! I will not be happy unless I do it thoroughly!!"

Lin Yin was busy in the kitchen, and the radio in the living room was playing moving songs. She always had good taste.

Around the dining table, Su Mingan stared at Su Liujin, and Su Liujin also stared at Su Mingan. One white and one black seemed to be frozen.

"...Are you the Jellyfish Emperor?"

"...Are you the Lighthouse Leader?"

They looked at each other face to face. Even if Su Mingan had thought of thousands of places where he first met Su Liujin, he would never have thought that it was in the villa in the main god space. Logically speaking, as the object of Su Mingan's possession, Su Liujin should have died.

"Hello, the dishes are ready!" Lin Yin walked out of the kitchen holding a bunch of dishes, and the onomatopoeia sounded like feeding pigs.

Sweet and sour jellyfish, dry pot rabbit, crab stew, brown sugar jelly, red oil pig ears...

"This is Su Liujin's own cooking, try it." She put the sweet and sour jellyfish in front of Su Mingan and strongly recommended it.

"No, I don't have time to eat..."

"I know what you are worried about, but don't be impatient, you have to figure out the things in the main world." Su Liujin held his chin.

"You know?" Su Mingan was surprised.

"Yes, you are just worried that you can't go back." Su Liujin picked up the jellyfish with chopsticks, put it in his mouth and chewed it, and it tasted delicious.

Su Liujin didn't know that Su Mingan had the authority to go back, but Su Liujin's words did remind Su Mingan-since Su Liujin appeared in the main world as an NPC, then Su Mingan should also be able to find a way to go back, so there is no need to rush back.

"Explain?" Su Ming'an looked at Lin Yin.

"I returned early. As for this person, he came to me on his own." Lin Yin pointed at Su Liujin: "Su Ming'an, you are in Luowasha and you don't know it, but in the eyes of the bystanders, there is a key point that you all overlooked."

"What?" Su Ming'an perked up.

"The players we saw--" Lin Yin stood with his hands folded: "Is it really a player?"

Su Ming'an frowned more and more as Lin Yin told him.

...

One winter day, Prince El heard a voice in his dream:

"El, you will be taken away from existence in a year, and he will replace your identity and live as you..."

"Who are you? Why did you appear in my dream!" El screamed, looking around, but saw nothing.

"Al, you are just a vessel possessed by that person. He will have a wonderful adventure for twenty-five days, and your father and your mother will not be respected by him. He is just an equally proud guy who only cares about his own mission and will not care about your thoughts.

"Even if he dies halfway, you will never be able to open your eyes again..."

Hearing this, Al subconsciously said in fear: "I don't want this!"

He is a young prince with a bright future, and he doesn't want to be replaced by others!

"I am the God of the End of All Things. Al, I am here to help you. I am also indignant for you. Why should a stranger take over the life you have worked so hard to build? Why are you just a container for his willful behavior? Do you want to - kill him back? "This voice has a magical power that makes people believe it.

"Counter-kill?" Al murmured.

"I will implant a sleeping circle in your body. When that person's soul comes and combines with your body, you seize the opportunity and the two become one without completely replacing your consciousness. At that time - activate the magic circle. "The God of the End of All Things follows the instructions:

"His consciousness will immediately fall into coma, and your consciousness will regain the upper hand. At this time, his player IP has been moved over, but you are the one who is awake, which is equivalent to you temporarily owning his player IP."

"You will temporarily have his player identity, player permissions, player tasks..."

"As long as twenty-five days pass and he leaves, you will be safe, and these things will be returned to him. But you must remember that once he shows signs of waking up, please call me in time, and I will Help your consciousness regain the upper hand.”

"I will tell you all his information. If you meet his colleagues, you must not expose yourself, otherwise you will be brutally torn apart by them. They are all a group of wanton guys." The God of the End of All Things His words were so confusing that even though he couldn't tell whether they were true or not, the little prince believed them.

After all, if such a being wanted to harm him, why would he resort to lies?

Al asked: "If you help me, what do you want?"

The God of the End of All Things smiled: "I only need that after you temporarily obtain his player status, you complete some specific player tasks, and then give me the reward."

"I see."

Al received the guy's message.

He is a blond young man with a proud and wanton expression. He is very similar to him in terms of family and temperament. This guy is also a young master from a wealthy family and has never experienced suffering in the world.

"Ani...?" Al muttered: "The pronunciation of his name is very similar to mine, and he doesn't seem like a bad guy. Why on earth would he replace me..."

He remembered something: "By the way, I am going to participate in the selection of the divine envoy in a year. Will Aini's arrival happen to be at that time?"

"yes."

"Hmph. Then I won't give up control of my body. I heard that Vonn will also participate in the selection. I want to defeat Vonn with my own hands."

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The first day of the Rawasha dungeon is April 2, 2025.

Al stared closely at the alarm clock on the wall, clenched the corners of the quilt tightly, and his back was sweaty due to nervousness.

"Ten, nine, eight..." Al counted down silently, waiting for the guy named Aini.

"Three, two, one..."

Sure enough, when the clock pointed to zero, he felt that his consciousness was suddenly occupied, as if a foreign soul suddenly appeared in his body.

He felt his mouth open wide and said: "Huh? This body is in good condition. It looks like a room in a palace... Wait, why do I feel that my body is a little out of control..."

——That guy named Aini came in! Quick, activate the sleeping circle and suppress this guy...

Al immediately activated the sleeping circle. The next moment, he felt his body suddenly loosen up, and the guy who was fighting for control of his body fell into a deep sleep.

He touched his face, breathed a sigh of relief, and thought to himself:

"...I won't let you replace me, stranger. Just go to sleep and you'll be fine after twenty-five days."

He was originally a good-for-nothing, but at this moment, he suddenly noticed that the power of fire in his body surged.

At the same time, two long bars appeared in the upper left corner of his vision, representing health and mana. A chat box appeared in the lower left corner of his field of vision, [Personal Information], [Backpack], [Equipment], [Pet] and other icons appeared in the lower right corner. A live broadcast room interface appeared in the upper right corner. The text inside was so fast that it made him dizzy. .

This, what are these! ? Is this what Ani has?

"Player..." he muttered, shock surging like a flood.

What a free, powerful, and enviable group!

They freely adventure in various worlds. As long as they complete a few tasks and kill a few monsters, they can level up quickly! And he has to practice swordsmanship for more than ten years before he can compare with a player who can just add points to a skill!

Don't be afraid of death, don't worry about hunger. You can become whoever you want to be.

This Aini is so lucky.

"However, now I am the one who temporarily owns the player's IP." Al held his chest, feeling his heart beating wildly. In the past, he lived in pain, wanted to work hard but was afraid of being tired, wanted to leave the royal family but was afraid of death, but players don't have to be afraid of these at all.

He could finally...live for himself. Even if it's just twenty-five days.

…

"—You mean, players have generally had their accounts hacked?"

Listening to Lin Yin's story, Su Mingan concentrated his attention.

The fire bearers of the old world tried their best to create an original version of Su Ming'an, and handed the fifty-first torch into Su Ming'an's hands, allowing him to possess him.

But today, there is such an "original trap" waiting for players to fall into it, and the color behind it is full of tragedy.

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[Su Mingan leaned against the window edge, holding his chin and looking at the scenery of Hongta Country. 】

[At this time, the system prompt sounded. 】

【"Ding dong!"】

[All players have entered the Rawasha plane. Next, basic tasks will be issued to all players. 】

[Su Mingan was surprised. Basic tasks are being issued now...? 】

…

In fact, as early as the beginning, Su Mingan noticed that the release time of the task was wrong. In the past, it was released at the beginning, but this time it took a long time. This shows that all players did not enter Rovasha at the same time, and the time difference was manipulated.

Lin Yin said: "Yes. Do you still remember Lu Zhuqing... the young master of the Qingzhu tribe?"

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"——Dad, Mom!!"

The sky was filled with blazing fire, and everything was scarlet.

Amidst the flying flames, a white-haired boy stumbled out of the fire. His back and arms had large burns, and tissue fluid dripped to the ground.

"Why...why...we didn't do anything wrong, why did the Red Flame Angel kill us..." Facing the unrecognizable ruins, he cried and fell to the ground, his whole body shaking with pain.

Then, a voice sounded in his ear, and the voice told him——

"The Qingzhu tribe was exterminated, and all your relatives were burned to death in the flames. You were left alone with no food to eat, no clothes to cover your body, and could only pick up garbage in the slums to eat... This incident was man-made."

"——Someone deliberately caused such a tragedy, just to match one person's experience so that person can replace you in the future."

The young man lowered his head in pain, scratched his fingers into the soil, blood seeped out, and murmured:

"...Why?"

The God of All Ends told him what to do, as did Al.

Lu Zhuqing had been waiting with hatred, ready to activate the sleeping circle at any time, but found that the person did not possess him at all, but possessed the vampire.

The moment he saw that person in the slum, Lu Zhuqing, whose face was full of dust and dirt from picking up garbage to eat, recognized the person at a glance. They are so similar, with white hair, green pupils, and similar eyes.

But why can a person only be reduced to a slum and never be able to stand up again? A person is lucky enough to become a player, not only succeeds in revenge, but also takes away everything from the former?

Lu Zhuqing knew that he shouldn't be angry with this person. He should hate the person who deliberately caused all this, but he couldn't control his eyes away from this lucky guy. He wants to know why, why.

Since this person didn't possess him at all, wouldn't his genocide become a joke? Why on earth did he end up in this situation where he has to fight with a dog to eat even a piece of garbage?

This person...this guy named Lu Shu should know a lot of things.

So, after a bit of gloom flashed in his eyes, he showed an innocent smile, walked forward, and asked timidly:

"Good Samaritan...can I follow you?"

The excitement is for the players.

Ordinary people have nothing.

Lu Shu never thought that his tragedy would once again cast a shadow on another person's life.

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