First Player

Chapter 135 Noel’s final ending. "

Su Mingan opened his eyes.

The crystal branches and leaves swayed in the wind, and the small stove for making tea beeped with steam.

"Have you finished reading?" Shen Ming'an tilted his head.

"..." Su Mingan put her index finger on her chin, thinking.

These two memories, in a nutshell:

First couplet: The Supreme Lord’s pursuit of the truth comes true.

Second line: All things will eventually be numb after chewing the hard persimmon.

Hengpi: The story will start again.

This was the first time Su Ming'an knew that he had been being watched. The Supreme Lord had been reading his real-time time and space records in the distant universe. When he arrived in Luowasha, he directly peeped in person. I'm afraid now, this guy is still hiding in a corner and peeking at him.

The Lord of the End of All Things is even more heavyweight. As a rule of the universe, He has been running unimpeded until Rawasha was defeated. He was deceived by the magpie's rhetoric and was dragged away for 12,300 years. By the time He couldn't help but bring down destruction, the World Tree had already found a way to copy the world, turning Rawasha into a pinching piece that bounced back repeatedly and couldn't be pinched to death.

Most of Rovasha's mysteries have been solved. Shen Ming'an didn't riddle him at all, and he didn't hide anything.

So, how many times has it been reset now? He remembered that in his first dream, a pink-haired girl named "Iculel" was questioning him, but there was no Iculel in this memory, indicating that the reset must have happened more than once.

"Okay, let's answer the third question." Shen Mingan chopped up the strawberry mousse with a knife:

"What's Noel's final outcome?"

"A. Successfully embraced the new world and became a free adventurer in the universe. B. Successfully embraced the new world, but was trapped in a world and became a watcher, unable to leave freely. C. Encountered a crisis after being promoted to a higher dimension, and finally Killed by a stronger being. D. Failed on the way and was swallowed by the shadow. E. Failed on the way and swallowed the shadow and became the second generation of the Tattered King. F. Failed to ascend the dimension and volunteered for the spring of the new world. G. failed to ascend the dimension and lived to the end, becoming a famous adventurer in Yu State and opened thousands of orphanages. H. failed to ascend the dimension and was obliterated by the rules and lost his existence. "

"Please choose."

"Is it meaningful to always give me questions without answers?" Su Mingan frowned.

Shen Ming'an squinted his eyes and picked up a piece of strawberry mousse:

"...There is a correct answer to this question."

Su Mingan's mind was buzzing, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated... Why is there a correct answer to something that hasn't happened yet?

Could it be that God An had contact with someone with prophecy authority, so he predicted the outcome of Noel?

Su Mingan said decisively: "I choose A."

Becoming a free adventurer has always been Noel's wish. Judging from the current situation, Noel has a probability of realizing his wish.

The pair of inorganic golden eyes swayed, and he gently put down the knife and fork, and the dinner plate made a crisp sound:

"...Wrong answer."

mistake.

That means the ending is one of several others.

Su Ming'an's heart skipped a beat, as if something cold was condensing.

"You answered this question wrong, but I will still show you the memory." Shen Ming'an stretched out his hand.

Su Mingan closed her eyes and felt a cold touch on her forehead.

…

When Shen Ming'an opens his eyes, it is Shen Ming'an.

He was under the World Tree and his memory was not very clear. I just remember that I was eaten by the World Tree, and when I opened my eyes again, I became a god.

"...World Tree, did you help me become a god?" God An looked at World Tree.

The World Tree sways its branches and leaves. It was suggested that they could work together and it would help the god An become stronger.

Shen Ming'an agreed.

Shen Ming An could feel that as a god, he was very powerful, but it seemed... not quite there. After all, if he becomes a god, he must be the most powerful god, but now he seems to be far from the strongest.

Therefore, I may not be the real Su Ming'an, because the real Su Ming'an is preparing to rush into the tree together with the players. The self may just be an artifact.

On the day when the red sun came, the god sat in the tree and made black tea. He wanted to see the real Su Ming'an.

As for the remaining 34 players? Anyway, the world is about to be reset, and these 34 people will be resurrected after being 'recorded', so it doesn't matter if they are killed.

Seeing their deaths, there was no waver in his heart. Even if He remembered some of the memories they had together, it was as strange as watching someone else's story. He couldn't understand the laughter in the past, nor the tears, nor why he struggled so much before.

Anyway - wouldn't it be nice if you just didn't care?

The emotional foundation disappears, the anchor point disappears, and everything that supports it disappears. Nothing can pull Him, and there are no five threads in His heart that connect to the hearts of others.

The sea of ​​flowers blooms and the swallows return. What does all this have to do with Him? Who are His companions? Where is home?

The sugar cubes sink to the bottom one by one.

Nine, eight, seven...

...one.

"despair."

The sound of footsteps suddenly came very close to Him.

He raised his head and saw someone walking towards him under the lush tree canopy, with long bloodstains trailing under his feet.

Their pupils looked at each other, both golden. One side is as hot as the melting warm sun, and the other side is as cold as solidified molten lava.

The hero of the story, His reflection in the mirror.

——Su Mingan is here.

…

Su Mingan opened his eyes.

Shen Ming'an's memory is very short, and this is all he has.

At present, Su Ming'an knows a total of five kinds of "Su Ming'an".

Su 1, Su 2, Su 3, Shen Ming'an, 2021 version of Xiao Su.

The first three are sliced ​​from the self before reset and belong to oneself.

The god Su is not himself, but some kind of creation.

The 2021 version of Xiao Su is not himself. The cause of its formation is unknown and has been frozen.

"Dududu..." The steam is steaming, and the second pot of tea is ready.

Shen Ming'an opened the lid of the tea, and several strawberries, blackberries, and mulberries floated on the water, like floating fruits. He poured two glasses and pushed one of them in front of Su Mingan.

"I don't drink tea." Su Mingan refused.

God An smiled, his smile as cold as ice: "...you will always drink."

Su Mingan was puzzled: "Huh?"

...Why do you say that?

Shen Ming'an lifted the lid of the tea, brushed the tea foam, and said calmly:

"No matter how much you insist on something, no matter how much you miss it, at a certain time, there will always be a moment when you violate it."

"People will always have something they want to stick to more. Once old ideas are compared with new ones, they are like discarded tea foam and will be easily thrown away on the grounds of 'innovation of ideas' or the like."

"You say you don't drink tea now because you miss a deceased person. But do you remember that just a few months ago, you said to another person, 'Your tea tastes good'?" "

"Some things are so commonplace that people will easily overturn their previous thoughts."

"Just like you, Su Ming'an, how many people have you promised 'I will never forget you'? Xiaohan, Alyssa, Naraku, Theredia, Su Wensheng... Just these five people, you have promised almost The exact same promise of 'I will remember you'. There are also the so-called 'most competent knight of light', 'the freest white bird', 'the brightest moonlight in Daoya City'... How many people have you met in just six months? 'The most'? If you wait long enough, how many such 'most's will there be?"

"I guess you can hardly remember what Anna Liu looked like at the beginning. You can't even remember who she is?"

"The ideas I once swore by will eventually become worthless under the erosion of time and enough experience."

"If you stand on the scale of 19 years old and look back at your 15, 12, or 8 years old, you will seem to see a completely different person. What's more, a hundred years, a thousand years, or ten thousand years."

"When you were a child, you would think that the sky would fall if you failed in an exam. What about now? You think that failing in the exam is not a big deal at all. The real sky is falling if you are unable to save your hometown. What about the future? Do you think that it is not a big deal if you cannot save your hometown? ?”

"Human ideas and will depend on input from the outside world. When you become 'me' and your horizons are broad enough, you will understand that the things you are currently confused about, insist on, and hesitant are actually not worth being attached to."

"So, will you drink my tea?"

Shen Ming'an opened his palm and pointed at the steaming tea on the table. The red and black berries were swaying up and down.

… To drink His tea means to agree with Him.

Su Mingan looked away, his hands stained with blood did not move, and asked:

"You want to deny me?"

...God, you want to deny everything about me? Deny the reasons why I have come so far?

Shen Ming'an spread his hands and lowered his eyelids, showing some compassion.

He said slowly:

…

"No."

"...I want to save you."

…

The red sun goes down, and the last bright red color spreads across the earth.

A few rays of light penetrated the cracks in the bark of the tree with the Tyndall effect, and fell between them, like a gelatinous, bright path.

This is a light with a sense of sacred tranquility, just like the effect when Jesus comes in religious legends, so the Tyndall phenomenon is also called the Jesus light.

The light shone down the passage and separated their clear eyes.

"You still haven't answered my original question." Su Mingan changed the subject: "You just said: [I hope to 'solidify' the ending of the group destruction when the red sun comes, so I brewed all this]. What does solidification mean?"

Shen Ming'an answered unabashedly: "Restart is the way to fight against the Lord of the End of All Things, but every restart will have uncertainty, and the rate of entropy increase may not decrease but increase. Therefore, we need to 'solidify' the ending of each time , ensuring that the outcome is almost the same every time, and the destruction of all members is the most secure, extremely orderly, and absolutely error-free ending.”

Su Mingan said: "Is this why you killed everyone?"

Shen Ming'an said: "Yes."

Su Mingan followed up and said: "There is a question that I am very concerned about. Will I forget this precious information next time it is reset?"

Shen Ming'an nodded: "Yes. The next time you reset, you still have no memory."

"How many days have I been in Rovasha?"

"I didn't count for you, so I don't know."

"I don't want to spend time with the Lord of the End of All Things. How can I not forget all this?"

"It's very simple. I can help you. But the condition is... you must swear an oath to me under the witness of World Tree."

Su Ming'an felt a sudden feeling that "it's finally here".

Sure enough, Shen Ming'an revealed so much to him and sent him so much information, just to tempt him with it - if you don't pay something, you will forget all this precious information after the next reset.

So, give something, give something.

Shen Ming'an mentioned "under the witness of the World Tree". This oath is definitely not just empty talk, but must be fulfilled once it is said, like a rule.

"What oath do you want me to swear to you?" Su Ming'an said lightly: "Send power? Send the identity of the protagonist? Or completely submit to you?"

Looking at all the things, there are only these few items.

It's nothing more than coveting, coercion, and plunder. Once promised, there is no regret.

The white-haired young man, as cold as frost and snow, clasped his hands together, placed them on his knees, and stared at him.

He was behind the gelatinous smoke, vaguely looming, and the golden pupils were the only clear color.

Then, He spoke:

"...Su Ming'an, I want you to swear:"

"——【From now on, I only care about myself, only focus on my own strength, and only think about my own path to becoming a god.】"

"——【No longer looking back, no longer nostalgic, no longer weak, no longer hesitant.】"

"——【No longer associating with... those who have been holding me back and asking me to save them all the time, as well as my hometown.】"

"——【I want to be selfish, confident, and self-loving. My future is so broad, my potential is so strong, I should stay away from Stay away from everything that will kill me completely. I obviously have such a wide and long road, I shouldn't be dragged down by the lame mud. 】"

"——【Only by waking up. I can survive in that extremely low survival rate. I can survive in so many tragic options of ABCDEFGH..., escape from the endings of these options, and go a longer way. 】"

"Su Mingan, I want you to swear to me, swear that you will live well."

...

...

Shen Mingan's words exude love and sincerity.

And Su Mingan is very sober.

He knows that Shen Mingan is not completely selfless.

Only if Su Mingan survives, Shen An, as a man-made product, will have a long-term meaning of existence. Therefore, this is why Shen An asked him to cherish himself.

There is no love without reason.

Shen An wants him to abandon his companions and live long and far.

"What if I don't swear?" Su Mingan said. Shen Ming An lowered his head compassionately, his golden eyes full of sadness and pity: "...I will use various methods to 'persuade' you until you swear."

With a "click", the sword of Alman pierced the back of the chair beside Shen Ming An's face.

A few strands of Shen Ming An's white hair fluttered along the sword and cut off in the wind.

Su Ming An's left hand reached out and grabbed Shen An's chin, tightening his knuckles and pressing down to the right. Shen An's right neck was almost pressed on the sword, and his cheek was against the sword.

The sound of the wind was extremely quiet.

"...So you killed Lu Shu and the others to free me and make me free from worries?" Su Ming An lowered his voice: "It's really different after becoming a god. You can do such a thing."