First Player

Chapter 1348 One Thousand Three Hundred and Forty-Two·"Under the light of day, he turned his head (finally)."

He changed the subject like a shameless deserter and sealed up his sorrow again.

"Hold on for a while longer, at least you can see the bastard under the tree." Su Ming'an quickened his pace.

"It's useless. Even if there is a 'next time', you should be the only one who can remember everything, because you are the [protagonist] of Luo Vasha, you are the most important person." Lu Shu whispered: "What you just said to me is meaningless. Because I will forget it next time, we will all forget it next time..."

Speaking of this, Lu Shu suddenly felt a little lonely.

Feeling lonely for Su Ming'an.

If only Su Ming'an can remember all this, only Su Ming'an can bring this last, desperate, struggling, and broken memory to the new beginning of "next time", flowing into the next long river, how lonely would Su Ming'an be?

All his words were in vain, his efforts were not seen by anyone, and the injuries and blood he suffered were unknown to others. His pain was also buried.

Fortunately, this damn reset mechanism only works once.

Fortunately, it only works... once.

The light inside the tree is soft and warm, like moonlight pouring down on the lake. In this interweaving of light and shadow, tiny dust particles float in the air like dreamy fairy powder.

The distance to that figure is getting closer.

Lu Shu's eyes can't see, but his spirit points are not low, which is for better swinging the knife in the dark.

Therefore, he can also clearly perceive that at the speed of his bleeding and the speed of the wound expanding... he will stop breathing in 197 seconds.

197 seconds... it should not be possible to get there.

Yamada Machi is gone, Noel is gone, Luna is gone, his teammates are gone, and he is destined to not be able to face the end with Su Mingan when he comes here.

In the end, Su Mingan is left alone.

Knowing that Su Mingan doesn't want to talk about deception, in the last 197 seconds, Lu Shu said his last words.

Because he had long expected that he would die one day, he had practiced his last words in front of the mirror countless times. So when he said it, he was not awkward:

"Su Mingan, when I was a child... I liked to lie on the hillside and look at the stars... I stretched out my hand... gently held... there were so many stars... it seemed that everything in the world was between my fingers."

He counted silently, 170 seconds.

So fast, I have never felt time so fast.

"Xiao Bi told me... Taihua Mountain was not a mountain a long, long time ago... but a lake under the starry sky... Later it was collided and filled, and it became a mountain..."

149 seconds.

Speak faster.

"The lake water is very clear, and it will reflect the starry sky... Looking around, it's like the vast sea of ​​stars is presented in the lake."

133 seconds.

Blood flowed from his eyes.

Speak faster, speak faster.

"So... every time I lay there when I was a kid, I would imagine myself lying in a sea of ​​stars... blue-black stars swam around me... I often fell asleep on the hillside and dreamed that I was floating in a lake, and if I stretched out my hand, I could scoop up a handful of stars..."

121 seconds.

A few blood-stained white hairs gradually fell to the ground.

It hurts, my body hurts...

"That feeling... is free... as if I have no responsibilities..."

112 seconds.

The crystal branches and leaves gently swept across his hair, as if caressing him.

This pain was as painful as when I was sick before...

"After you help me avenge... I will return to that dream countless times at night... back to that blue-black lake. I will remember... I have scooped up the starry sky countless times..."

96 seconds.

The tone of voice began to change, the coughing became more and more, and the throat was gradually choked by blood.

Almost finished, almost finished...

"But I know... I have never actually scooped up the starry sky... cough, cough cough cough!"

"That was just a child's fantasy on the hillside... About you, about you... I always have many fantasies..."

"Every time I deepen these fantasies, every time I look forward to the future... I feel that I am still lying in that illusory lake... looking forward to... looking forward to scooping up the starry sky with you... cough cough cough..."

"But we..."

He spit out blood:

"But we clearly have nothing in our hands..."

"We are clearly lying on the hillside, and no one has ever been lying in the lake."

"But we always deceive ourselves... We have already scooped up the starry sky."

"Tell yourself that the lake that can never be reached... we have... found it..."

34 seconds.

He gasped, and his body lost strength bit by bit——

Su Mingan understood what Lu Shu had not said yet. His heart seemed to be clenched hard at this moment, and it hurt. His throat was slightly choked:

"... Do you want to say that I am your lake? Lu Shu."

A lake that cannot be touched, cannot be left, but gives endless beautiful fantasies.

The galaxy cannot be caught, but it once existed, existing in beautiful fantasies, giving people the motivation to move forward.

——Because of him, they all found the lake.

——Because of him, there are galaxies all over the sky.

"Yeah." Lu Shu responded.

He seemed to want to say something else, but there was not enough time. He began to regret that he had prepared too many last words, which were different from those in practice, and he should have finished them normally.

In the end, all he said was "Su Mingan is very important".

Then he began to think wildly. It would be great if there was a spiritual interlocutor that could say his last words in one go.

It is said that before a person dies, there will be a revolving door where he can see what happened in his life. But Lu Shu didn't see it. There was only black in front of him, and it was so dark that it was scary.

But even though he was so scared, he still hoped that Su Mingan could succeed once and for all.

"Say goodbye to me, okay."

Seeing that there was nothing more to say, he directly said what he felt was the most important thing.

What he wants has always been so simple.

"...Goodbye." Su Mingan looked at him, there were no tears on his face, but his voice was already hoarse.

"Yeah." Lu Shu reluctantly arched his eyebrows, as if he wanted to smile, but he only coughed up blood.

He panted hard and stumbled to finish.

18 seconds.

The countdown numbers gradually reached single digits.

"I'm already very happy."

16 seconds.

So say the most important words quickly.

"I'm already very happy to meet you."

13 seconds.

Especially thanks.

"Thank you, Su Mingan."

10 seconds.

And blessings.

I'm not good at blessing, but as long as I say what I really mean, it will be fine.

"Next spring, you will have delicious tea and beautiful flowers."

5 seconds

Finally, tell them…

"You, you guys..."

3 seconds.

"It's me..."

1 second.

The best…

friend.

His lips moved slightly and he said something vaguely, but the sound could not come out at all.

friend.

friend……

…

Still...one second missing.

There is indeed a gap between practice and practice...

…

0 seconds.

…

Time is stretched infinitely at this moment.

The number in the white-haired young man's heart finally turned to zero.

When Su Mingan turned around.

"Bang."

It was as light as the sound of dead leaves falling to the ground.

——Lu Shu fell to the ground.

His eyes were closed, his white hair was stained in a pool of blood, and his face, shoulders, arms... were all soaked in blood. A person who was originally pure white, but not a single bit of his body was clean.

Due to long-term malnutrition, he is very tall, but his body is so thin that he is so skinny that even his bones are faintly visible.

Like a withered leaf, it fell into the brown-red mire.

There was no intense expression on his face, and the corners of his mouth were turned up. It seemed that he didn't want to keep the "dead fish eyes" expression.

...but this smile is also very stiff.

Not natural at all.

Lu Shu.

Su Mingan felt in a trance.

he thought,

——When Lu Shu practiced his death confession, didn’t he also practice the smile before his death?

What an ugly smile.

The sound of the black wind was as shrill as a roar.

It was a quiet moment, he thought.

Death is always quiet.

Fortunately, Lu Shu had finished speaking.

…

"Ding dong!"

[The follower (Lu Shu) is dead. 】

…

A colorful godhead appeared from Lu Shu's heart and fell to the ground, like a beautiful crystal.

Su Mingan squatted down, touched Lu Shu's breath, and stayed there for a while.

After a moment, his fingers moved down and touched the pulse of Lu Shu's neck.

After a moment, his hand moved to Lu Shu's heart.

Ten seconds later, he took it back.

"..."

He stood up silently, paused for three seconds, and then turned around and left.

For a moment, he actually came up with the idea that he wanted to take Lu Shu's head away and hang it on his body like Noel, so that Lu Shu would not be left alone here. But soon he realized something was wrong with him... This thought was too scary.

Doesn't it turn out that he is mentally abnormal?

Has it been abnormal since very early on?

He walked forward and smelled the sweet aroma of tea.

It turned out that he was very close to the figure under the tree. The figure was still making tea, and the penultimate sugar cube in the jar made a "click" sound and was chopped into pieces by the table knife.

Then, the figure's hand reached towards the last sugar cube in the jar.

…

[Team size: 1/35]

…

"...Squee Olivis!"

Su Mingan shouted, his clothes had been completely dyed red, and the original color could not be seen.

In fact, when he rushed in and saw this figure from behind, Su Ming'an was shocked - although he couldn't see his face, he was probably the only one who looked like this.

——Why is Si Que under the World Tree? Could it be that Si Que had been deceiving him?

——Killing everyone around him, has Si Que achieved his goal?

"Uh-huh!"

Suddenly, the branches and leaves that had not moved for a long time rushed towards Su Ming'an and were cut off by Su Ming'an.

At the same time, Su Ming'an finally rushed to the back of the figure, getting close at hand.

——He's going to chop this damn guy to death.

Anger surged in his heart, blood roared in his veins, and he slashed away with his sword.

The figure turned its head at this moment.

——Under the light of day, he turned back.

Thousands of branches and leaves are connected to the young man's body like a hose, inseparable.

As the young man turned around, all the crystal branches and leaves were shaking, like a part of his body. He seemed to be the incarnation of the World Tree.

Su Mingan's breathing suddenly stagnated when he saw the young man's face. His pupils trembled violently and he inhaled air.

At this moment, his mind was paused, and the whole person seemed to fall from a height of ten thousand meters.

"Welcome... Would you like a cup of black tea?" The young man said to him lightly.

"It's delicious with eight sugar cubes."

There was no smile or anger in those golden pupils.

... The man who killed all his teammates.

... The man sitting under the world tree.

He is...

The young man's white hair was bathed in the light of the sky, and he was spinning a feather pen with one hand, looking at him quietly.

Su Mingan's voice was very light, and his heart was empty:

...

"... Su Mingan?"

...

The young man in front of him, with white hair and golden pupils... was Su Mingan in the state of god.

His appearance was exactly the same as when Su Mingan became a god in the old days.

So those crystal branches and leaves are branches of the world tree, and also... the white tentacles of the god Su Mingan?

Su Mingan almost laughed out loud, blood flowing down his cheeks. The smile was more like crying than laughing.

His throat was choked with sobs, he wanted to swallow, but also wanted to scream.

——What are you! What am I?

——Why did you kill all my teammates! ?

——Because he became a god in the future, he could even use "himself" as a chess piece and not let him go at all?

He didn't need half a second to judge that the Su Mingan in front of him was the culprit who cut him into three pieces, the future Su Mingan!

Luowasha's time was chaotic, and the card pool could jump time at will, so it was not surprising to see his future self. But Su Mingan's cognition was very clear-only the present him was real. Even the future him was just an outsider to him!

After all, even if it was "the future self", it was just "a possibility of the future self", and he could completely walk out of a different future.

Just like the difference between Noel and Dieying, Su Mingan was only sure of Noel's reality, and only sure of his own reality.

"What do you want to do? What created you?" Su Ming'an's sword was against the chest of God Su Ming'an.

"The World Tree caused the destruction of the Red Sun, and it was too tired to rest, so I'm sitting here for it temporarily." God Su Ming'an said lightly:

"I hate the Riddler. So I will tell you everything about me."

"In short, I hope to 'solidify' the ending of the group annihilation of the Red Sun, so I brewed all this."

"In addition, I understand what you expect - to escape from the world game."

"I can help you."

"You should have understood that the essence of Luowasha is a book. As long as it is recorded, the person written is equivalent to eternal life. This method may help you escape the shackles of the world game."

"I know you are confused, it doesn't matter, sit down, I will explain the principle to you in detail."

"Take a look at this book first."

God Su Ming'an's hand was placed on the round table.

On the round table, there was a thick book.

The dark-colored book cover hung a lighthouse pendant, emitting a bright glow. This book is very thick, even thicker than Yueyue's book.

Su Mingan bowed his head and saw the words on the cover.

The moment he saw the words clearly, the whole world suddenly became quiet. He seemed to have seen [The Ninth World·Zhai Xing]. His mind "buzzed" and suddenly became blank.

His breath was torn into pieces, and his whole body trembled involuntarily. He seemed to have suddenly fallen into a black and white desolate dream, and his chest was burning like a raging fire.

In the dead silence, he laughed very lightly, very slowly, as if it would break at the touch.

He heard his own voice ringing, reading with a very faint calmness:

The font on the cover is sharp, like a golden hour hand——

……

……

"……《First Player (Su Mingan)》?"

……

[TE2·"They have waited too long for redemption" (reaching the dark side, ending the world game): 92%]

……