First Player

Chapter 1373 Chapter 25·"Boss Rabbit, do you want to help him?"

The candlelight flickered.

Under the vast starry sky, ivory-white buildings and broken sculptures stood side by side, full of shadowy and withered buildings.

Five amber-textured figures condensed on five pillars.

The first seat, the second seat, the seventh seat, the eighth seat, and the eleventh seat.

Most of their figures were shrouded in darkness, revealing their appearance.

"(Why are there only five, where are the other seven?)" The voice came from the eighth seat, and the strange and abrupt signal collision sound was transmitted through the network of thoughts.

"(The inorganic god ran away, and the others were busy and did not come to the meeting.)" said the seventh seat.

"(Cosmic Adventurer, why did you come here again? We don't have a seat for you here.)" The eighth seat looked at the second seat-a 1.8-meter-tall young man with blond hair and blue eyes stood on the pillar, and the blue starry sea light turned into his robe.

The second seat never came to the meeting, so Dieying always took the second seat and interrupted their meetings. Although he was an outsider, he loved to join in the fun more than anyone else.

Dieying snorted, stood with his arms crossed, and said confidently: "(I heard a super joke in the universe - after me, another person was cheated by that guy. This made me laugh so hard that I hurriedly came to laugh at him from afar)."

When he heard that the God of Inorganic was defeated by Su Mingan, he was given a super experience package. Dieying laughed and felt comfortable all over, and felt balanced in his heart - these organizers dared to keep mocking him? When it was their turn, they were still killed by that guy. It really made him proud.

... No, why should he be proud.

Forget it, he felt much better anyway. At least this proved that his failure was not accidental, it was really Su Mingan who was too weird.

After hearing this, the eleventh seat said calmly: "(The pot calling the kettle black when you are fifty steps away.)"

Dieying had been insulted by the old world for thousands of years, and had long since developed a very thick skin and a calm level. She replied calmly: "(It's the same for you.)"

The eleventh seat said: "(I will never be his enemy.)"

Dieying felt that this eleventh seat was quite pretentious, and wondered what kind of face it had under the darkness.

The boss rabbit sat in the first seat, twisted like gluten, and said with a smile: "(Okay, no one should come. I'm starting... about the treatment of the sixth seat, the inorganic god.)"

At this moment, the blood-red scale on its belly flickered.

"(The inorganic god Theselotis. The second crime - privately violated the civilized bet and privately escaped from the world game.)" Every time the boss rabbit reported a crime, the blood-red scale would become brighter.

The red light shone brightly and fell on the vacant sixth seat.

Dieying restrained his smile, and the other seats remained silent.

In an instant, the bright red eyes of the boss rabbit turned into inorganic glass. Its voice suddenly became mechanical and cold, like the rules themselves:

"(——According to the rules of the world game, it is punished with the crime of 'removal of the world game host seat' and 'death'.)"

Dieying narrowed his eyes.

The lives and strengths of the organizers have long been tied to the world game. If they want to leave the world game, they must abandon their strength and leave. A significant reduction in strength almost means death in the universe, so they cannot escape.

For tens of millions of years, some organizers have been looking for a way to escape at no cost, but obviously, the inorganic god has not found it. In order to avoid being eaten by the other organizers, he can only abandon everything and escape.

The blood-red scale fell, the sixth seat disappeared, and the ivory-white pillar slowly sank with the sound of wind and dust and disappeared.

The wind blew up the white remains of civilization, and only eleven pillars were left on the platform.

"(Sometimes I envy you, Dieying. Although you live a miserable life and can only rely on burning yourself to support the operation of the small world... but at least you are free)." The seventh seat looked at this scene and suddenly said.

Dieying: "(???)"

"(The inorganic god just abandoned his strength and ran away. In the dangerous universe, his end is doomed. If he didn't run, maybe he wouldn't necessarily be judged to death.)" The eighth seat said: "(Maybe he was also suffering from being bound for too long and would rather risk his life to escape from here.)"

"(He is too impatient. There are problems with the operation of the world game. Maybe soon...)" The voice of the eleventh seat was hidden in the darkness.

Maybe soon, they will all be free. But maybe soon, they will collapse with the world game.

Even they themselves don't know-how deep is their flesh and blood connection with the world game? When the flesh and blood are separated, will they welcome freedom or death?

This question, perhaps only Boss Rabbit knows the answer. All along, Boss Rabbit has been the middleman between the World Game and them, passing on the rules of the World Game to them. Boss Rabbit was the first organizer at the beginning, and the other eleven seats were gradually absorbed by the World Game. Boss Rabbit's understanding of the World Game is deeper than anyone else.

After the trial, Boss Rabbit quickly regained his sly expression: "(Okay, let's get to the point today...)"

The scarlet eyes narrowed, and Boss Rabbit rolled his tongue, as if whispering:

"(... About the first player of the kiss)."

In an instant, all seats reacted, either concentrating or looking sideways. Even Die Ying showed a meaningful expression.

“(I have been following the number one player of Qinqin. Since the first world, I have been watching him secretly... I will always spy on Qinqin...)” Boss Rabbit held her face shyly:

“(This existence that looked like an ant at the beginning can gradually talk to us, threaten us, and make a bet with us... and now, he can kill one of us.)”

“(He has the weapons and devouring authority of the inorganic god in his hands. Even the world game gave him the title of "God Killer", allowing him to remotely plunder our authority. It seems that the world game likes him more and wants him to replace us.)”

“(The authority of unknown origin in his hands... also makes you tremble with fear.)”

“(I want to know what you think of him.)”

"(嘤咛, 嘤咛, 咾米.)"

Die Ying shrugged, hugged her chest and said unceremoniously: "(What can I think? I support him to kill all of you.)”

The cold wind swept up the white stones, and no one paid attention to Him.

The seventh seat spoke: "(I think he should be strangled as soon as possible. It would be best if it were within the next two days. After a dozen days, with his growth rate, he might really come to kill us.)"

The eighth seat said hoarsely: "(I guess the other seats who didn't come to the meeting today are probably sneaking into Luowasha to try to strangle him. I heard that the ninth seat has contacted a Luowasha man named Wuyi and is ready to start with him.)"

Although the inorganic god failed, under normal circumstances, Su Mingan would never be able to defeat Gao Wei. If they don't hurry up and block the Novice Village now, they might become the demon king pushed down from the sky in a dozen days.

Boss Rabbit squinted his eyes, and his rabbit ears shook, as if he was thinking about something.

At this time, the voice of the eleventh seat was transmitted to his mind network: "(Boss Rabbit, do you want to help him?)"

Boss Rabbit's ears trembled, and he laughed: "(Ha, hahaha, hahaha! That's the first player of my dearest, what do you think?)"

Although he gave a positive answer, it was impossible to tell whether it was sincere or a joke.

The eleventh seat said: "(I am restricted by my essence and cannot sneak into Luowasha, but it seems that you can go there through the mechanism of drawing cards. I hope you will take care of yourself and don't do anything to steal again.)"

Boss Rabbit did not answer, and his ears were still shaking.

The starlight faded a little bit, and they communicated in the mind network and finally reached a conclusion.

-Intercept.

Intercept this life named "Su Mingan".

Although the bet can basically determine his ending, who knows if he will create a miracle? They prepared the fork, but he would not walk to the table obediently.

Except for the eleventh seat's clear opposition, the other seats had no objection.

Dieying had been eating fries and did not participate in their discussion.

…

“Bang!”

Su Ming’an kicked the cat boss to the ground and walked towards the screen.

With a “click” sound, the screen was kicked open and he got in.

“Friends, are we leaving like this? What about the other contestants…” Xiao Su said worriedly.

“It doesn’t matter…” Su Ming’an paused halfway through his words.

If he just left the third level of the disciple game like this, then it is foreseeable that the murderer Ruan Chun will kill many people, Xue Jiarui will find an unlucky passerby to commit suicide together, Fu Wenwen will have no one to protect him, and Wang Xingkong will still watch his mother-in-law die.

His departure will cause many people to fall into the quagmire of misfortune.

Su Ming’an gritted his teeth: “It doesn’t matter, they will be fine.”

Just wait a while, wait a while… everything will start again. This is just a wrong timeline, a “discarded round” that is destined to be buried by Si Que.

Xiao Su followed Su Ming’an.

After passing through the screen, unexpectedly, more than a dozen masked capitalists had fallen to the ground, with sharp forks stuck in their chests, dead and bloody.

A purple-haired young man wearing a scarlet beret sat at the dining table, wiping his arms and putting on his coat.

"Si Que?" Su Mingan remembered that last time there was only a group of masked capitalists here, and Si Que had not appeared. This time, Si Que actually appeared here.

"Ah, Mr. Lighthouse, I'm enjoying myself." Si Que turned his head and said, "What a beautiful dinner, but it's a pity that you came over, so I can only get up."

Su Mingan: "...Ah?"

He looked at the scene and vaguely knew what Si Que was doing... This bird would not be eaten by someone.

It seemed that Si Que was even proactive. Just as he was about to start the meal, Su Mingan came over. Si Que didn't want Su Mingan to see him being eaten, so he killed the group of people and sat up.

... What a mentally ill existence this is.

Su Mingan was horrified. This Yuanchu is too perverted. He will never become such a person.

"Just keep being eaten. No need to interrupt. Let me enjoy it too." Su Mingan said.

"How can that be? Mr. Dengta can't see such a bloody scene." Si Que stood up, staggering a little, and walked in front of Su Mingan.

"Didn't you only appear in dreams before?" Su Mingan asked in confusion.

"I was busy writing before, so I wouldn't leave the quiet dream. I have many bodies in reality, and I can use them at any time." Si Que said.

"So you are now too tired from writing, so you come here to "relax"?" Su Mingan said.

"It's going to be reset soon anyway, so why not have a day of fun?" Si Que said with a smile: "By the way, Mr. Dengta, do you want to leave the Disciple game and go to the dark side?"

"Yes, I want to find Lu Shu and Noel to confirm their situation." Su Ming'an said.

"Why do you need to go there in person? I have confirmed that both of them are safe and sound." Si Que said: "If Mr. Dengta wants to know the situation outside, just contact me through the sugar cube. It is safer and more comfortable in the Disciple game, so there is no need to go outside."

Seeing this, Su Ming'an said: "Then I will go back."

Si Que smiled and nodded.

Su Ming'an dragged Xiao Su through the screen and returned to the Disciple game.

For a moment, Su Ming'an's eyes flashed with haze.

...It seems that Si Que doesn't want him to go outside.

So Si Que deliberately waited at the junction of the screens to persuade Su Ming'an to come back.

What is Si Que afraid of him seeing?

Su Mingan immediately found the player Huade, copied Huade's "amplification" skill with the "Hand of Redemption" equipment, amplified his own "space concealment" skill, and passed through the screen again.

At the dining table, Si Que was gone. A black and white magpie was guarding the dining table. It was Si Que's pet, probably to ensure that Su Mingan would not come out.

Su Mingan walked over in stealth, and the magpie did not find Su Mingan.

Arriving at Luowasha, the morning light broke through the clouds and the air was fresh.

The red sun fell at noon, and it was only a little after five in the morning.

"Is Xiao Ai, who appears and disappears like a ghost, here?" Su Mingan asked the air.

He asked casually, but he didn't expect Xiao Ai to really appear. The purple fox climbed onto his shoulder: "I'm traveling, why are you calling me?"

"Can you find Si Que's breath? Where is he now?" Su Mingan wanted to know what Si Que was doing secretly.

"Hehe, you asked the right person. I'm best at finding people." Xiao Ai shook his big purple tail, and he looked like Su Mingan's canine pet.

Following Xiao Ai's breath, Su Ming'an arrived at a place covered by sunlight.

——Dragon Valley.

Dragon King Ian was sleeping, and Si Que was holding a sword, his body stained with dragon blood, and a pile of dragon corpses were lying beside him.

Si Que's cheek was stained with blood, and he raised the sword indifferently, swung it down, raised the sword, swung it down, and chopped off the heads of the dragons.

After the massacre, Si Que collected the blood of the dragons, went to the Crescent Moon Forest, and quietly took away the Crescent Moon Spring on which the elves depended for survival. In an instant, the beautiful forest fell into withering, and countless elves wailed and rolled on the ground.

Then, Si Que went to the Interstellar Corridor to steal the eggs of the Zerg Queen.