First Player

Chapter 1388 Chapter 40· "Holy Revelation."

"It turned out to be Miss Hui Shuhang." Si Que said calmly: "I heard that Miss Hui Shuhang was in poor health and could not walk. This time, she came here through dreaming."

This black water dream is like a transit station, which can resonate with various worlds. It is a space created by Si Que himself.

Here, you may see people from various worlds. They resonate with Si Que's dream by chance when they are dreaming, so their consciousness comes here. When they wake up from the dream, their consciousness will go back.

"That's right." Hui Shuhang loosened the hem of her skirt and folded her hands on her lower abdomen.

"Miss Hui Shuhang, what's the matter?" Si Que has seen more than one person from another world here. Some of them are strong men, and some are ordinary people who resonate with them by accident. When they saw Si Que, they all guessed that Si Que was the owner of the black water dream, so they asked Si Que for help.

A person with ability from Minghui, who wants to become a strong man. Si Que took away his emotions as a price and gave him a bottle of dragon blood.

An anchor from the old days, whose wish is to become the most popular anchor on the Internet. Si Que took away her beauty in exchange for a persona that is eloquent and a beautiful suit for her.

An ordinary person from an unknown world, whose wish is to become a super rich man. Si Que took away his kinship and love in exchange for a backpack of gold.

What you gain, you lose.

Si Que likes to stay in the Black Water Dreamland very much, because there are always all kinds of people appearing. Listening to their stories can give Si Que new inspirations.

For those people, this is a life-changing adventure. They just had a dream by accident and got what they had been looking forward to all their lives.

Gradually, the Black Water Dreamland was called the place where wishes come true, and only lucky people can dream of it.

Hui Shuhang said calmly: "I have no wish. I just want to see an old friend before I die, but that old friend left earlier. So I don't ask for anything."

Si Que raised his eyebrows: "Really? But I see that Miss Hui Shuhang is weak and will soon die. Isn't it to ask for immortality?"

Hui Shuhang shook his head indifferently: "Life and death are promised things, I have long been indifferent. If I leave, maybe I can catch up with my old friend."

Si Que has seen too many greedy people who want to realize all their wishes, but Hui Shuhang is unique.

"Then Miss Hui Shuhang just came here to drink a cup of tea?"

"It's important." Hui Shuhang raised his right shoulder, and the white warbler on his shoulder flew up.

"Who is this?" Si Que said.

"...I will bring His Majesty to your side." Hui Shuhang lifted the hem of his skirt again and bowed.

The silver eyes of the warbler, as vast as the universe, looked at Si Que.

"Oh." Si Que instantly became interested: "Is this the legendary Majesty Shengqi? The world game's combat power ceiling, combat power value hanging over all the gods, I have heard of it for a long time. I didn't expect that he is from the same clan as me."

He "puchi" turned into a black and white magpie, flapping his wings to the white warbler, wanting to say hello to the birds.

However, the pair of silver eyes were ethereal and the sight did not stay on him.

"Your Excellency Si Que has a misunderstanding." Hui Shuhang shook his head: "The dead cannot be turned back, the majesty is no longer here, this warbler is just the incarnation left by the majesty before he passed away."

"Is he really dead?" Si Que scratched his head with his wings.

He heard that Su Mingan killed Shengqi in the weak period, but he thought it was a fake death. How could Shengqi, who has a combat power of 9999, be killed by a sword?

But Hui Shuhang said that this was true.

"Some things are higher than life. No matter how powerful one is, there will be reasons to die willingly." Hui Shuhang said, "But perhaps, I still cannot understand all of your majesty. I was blinded by a single leaf before, and I didn't know that there was still a vast universe outside the world, nor did I understand the concept of high dimensions. Maybe your majesty's true body is still in the universe, and the one who lives with us is just an incarnation of him. It is still unknown."

"Oh, similar to Dieying and Xiao Aba?" Si Que nodded. Noah was an incarnation of Dieying at the beginning. Maybe Minghui's Shengqi is an incarnation of Shengqi of high dimension.

However, this is just a guess. Who says that this majesty must be of high dimension? Maybe Shengqi really has no intention of living anymore. Si Que will not use his own thinking to speculate on other people's views on life and death.

"I understand... I'll keep this bird as a pet." Si Que looked at the snow-white warbler, which was quite beautiful, with smooth fur and silver eyes like snow, which was better looking than the magpie he raised.

"...I'm not your pet." A ethereal voice sounded.

Si Que looked again and again, and found that it was actually the oriole who was talking.

The pair of pupils that looked like ice and snow moved, as if the light between heaven and earth gathered together.

"Sir Si Que, please do not underestimate the incarnation of His Majesty." Hui Shuhang knelt and saluted: "I'm going back. I will meet His Majesty Dan Shuang tomorrow."

"... The opportunity to enter the Black Water Dream is rare. Maybe you will never dream of this place again next time. Do you really not need immortality?" Si Que looked up. He has the relics left by the goddess of life, Lotasha, which can prolong his life.

"The world is so big, everything is competing, and Minghui is in order. It doesn't make sense whether I am here or not." Hui Shuhang turned his back to him: "What's the sorrow of life, and what's the pain of death. Sir, please leave this thing to those who need it more, such as... Sir Su Mingan, and Sir Su Mingan's friends. I won't waste it."

"Don't you want to see Su Mingan?" Si Que said.

"..." Hui Shuhang was silent for a moment, and suddenly smiled.

This fleeting smile flashed across her pure white lily-like cheek, and soon turned into a withered epiphyllum. The corners of her lips were raised a little, and then turned into a flat line of strict etiquette.

She was like a pink peach blossom tied in a skirt, swaying briefly, and then silently stopped on the branch.

"He should have a longer journey. Meeting at this time is meaningless except for deepening memories and increasing sadness." Hui Shuhang shook his head.

Su Mingan hasn't seen her for a long time. Even if he knows the news of her death, he shouldn't be too sad. But if they meet now, it will only increase sadness if they learn of her death later.

So, it's better not to meet.

Let her be a short-term passer-by in his journey, just a little bit, that's all.

Si Que watched Hui Shuhang go away, her white skirt swaying on the water like a gradually withering flower.

A white warbler landed on Si Que's shoulder, with satin-like silver eyes looking into the distance.

"So, Your Majesty Shengqi... when can you send a message to the universe, so that you in a high-dimensional state can beat the organizer?"

"..."

"No response? Then I will keep you as a pet."

"..."

"You are my most satisfied pet recently, much better than the stupid magpie before."

"..."

"However, I hope you can stay away when I am doing something private with others. I don't want my privacy to be peeped by you."

"..."

"If Su Mingan and I encounter any trouble, I will trouble you to save the situation. He is still in the growth stage, and I am just a weak and helpless magpie. I still need you to help us with your "tall and mighty"."

In the black water dream, there was only the floating voice of Si Que.

...

Su Mingan opened his eyes.

The gray-green stone house was built with square bricks. On the wall hung some washed animal skins, animal bones and bird feathers.

A girl with black hair was working at her desk, carving words on a tortoise shell with a knife.

"Cha, Cha, Cha..."

Words shaped like large seal characters gradually formed under her knife. Due to long-term holding of the knife, her palms were red and covered with rough calluses.

At this time, she heard the movement behind her and looked back alertly - just in time to meet Su Mingan's eyes.

"Who are you?" Su Mianbao clenched the knife.

The white-haired young man who suddenly appeared was extremely handsome, with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, shining like a god. He was more handsome than the most handsome man in the tribe she had seen. He wore a coarse cloth that followed the local customs, hanging from his left shoulder, covering his chest, and the gray-white hem reached his thighs, revealing his right shoulder.

If you were a little more alert, you would think the young man was an assassin. However, the concept of "killing" did not exist in this era. Su Mianbao was still innocent and only thought that the young man was looking for her.

As for why he appeared without a sound, it might be because the young man came secretly and did not make any footsteps.

"Su Mianbao." Su Ming'an said. He felt that Su Mianbao should be able to recognize him. There was a sense of familiarity between them like blood.

"I don't accept confessions." Su Mianbao said.

"???" Su Ming'an was full of question marks.

The next moment, he realized that this was not Su Mianbao's belief, but that she had seen too many young men and women confess to her in the past few years. After all, if they came for something serious, they would not sneak into her room quietly.

"Wait...you..." Su Mianbao touched his chin. This young man was really handsome and unforgettable. Why hadn't she seen him?

"Knock knock."

At this time, there was a knock on the door. Su Mianbao pushed Su Ming'an into the closet next to him without thinking.

If others saw a handsome young man in her room, I'm afraid rumors would spread. Although everyone in the village had no ill intentions, who wanted to hear their own gossip.

The God of Creation was pushed into the cabinet and closed with a "click".

"The clan leader... fainted..." A tearful girl knocked on the door and walked in, followed by several panicked men and women.

After communicating, it turned out that Yu Zhu fainted. Yu Zhu's physical condition had deteriorated sharply in the past few days, and he fainted today.

They left in a hurry, leaving the God of Creation alone in the cabinet.

Su Mingan clicked on the population interface and took a look.

...

[Yu Zhu (supporting actor)]

[Appearance: white hair and green eyes]

[Status: critically ill]

[Busy: coma]

[Strength: 160]

...

"... Birth, aging, illness and death are common things. As a creator, you should get used to it. If you rashly extend the life of others, it may not bring good results."

These are what Si Que said.

Su Mingan should let it go, but Yu Zhu is a child made by his own hands after all, and it is a pity for him to die so young.

Just be selfish for once.

He followed them to Yuzhu's house, where Yuzhu lay pale on the bed, eyes closed, covered with a thin blanket. At this moment, Su Mingan was in a trance for a moment.

It is said that Yuzhu is trying to raise insects recently and study the method of butterfly pollination. It is really getting more and more similar.

A dozen people stood anxiously in the house, like headless flies. They couldn't understand the disease and didn't know how to treat Yuzhu. They could only watch Yuzhu's breathing become weaker and weaker... Finally, someone suggested that they could go to worship.

"We... have gods." When they mentioned "gods", there was light in their eyes.

God can definitely cure Yuzhu.

Yes, they firmly believe that there is a god in this world. He knows everything and can do everything.

Because when the four were born in the wilderness, they had the basic skills of planting, grazing, and hunting in their minds, as well as some concepts such as piano, lighthouse, and musical notes that they could not understand. It should be the shadow left by the Creator.

So, there must be a god in this world. It was God who created the first four humans.

After discussion, Su Mianbao summoned more than a hundred people who stayed in the village and came to the most magnificent building in the village - a huge stone altar.

Su Mianbao put on the feathers of beautiful birds, wore a crown made of animal bones, lit a bonfire, and danced to pray to God.

The flames illuminated people's eyes, and the originally numb and dim pupils became extremely bright at the moment of praying to God. They danced together, without unified movements, but their faith was very enthusiastic.

Life was too hard, and faith was their hope.

The more wild and primitive the times were, the more fanatical they were in chasing gods.

Someone took out a tortoise shell and carved a mark. It reminded Su Mingan of the Shang and Zhou dynasties, when the kings would also hold tortoise shell divination for every action.

Such prayer ceremonies are held every few weeks. Sometimes it is to pray for rain, sometimes it is to survive the cold winter. However, the gods never looked down, and people thought that there would be no results this time.

Su Mingan sighed and walked over.

... After all, he was a comrade who made bamboo with his own hands, so he couldn't just leave it alone.

Will penicillin be useful? Loratadine tablets? Giving people such advanced things should accelerate the development of civilization.

In the shocked eyes of the people, the handsome white-haired young man walked up to the altar.

He waved his cloth robe, and the gray-white robe fluttered in the wind.

"I respond to your prayers."

"—— I am your 'god'."

...

Su Mingan was almost beaten down.

The reason is that he is too handsome and does not fit the villagers' fantasy of God.

The villagers always believed that the gods should be ten meters tall, tall and majestic, with thick black eyebrows, bulging muscles, and a body as strong as a wall. A stomp of his feet could shake the earth.

It was Su Mingan who used space vibration to shock the people.

Knowing that it was the real "god" who came to the world, the villagers immediately knelt down to apologize, hoping that the god would forgive their ignorance just now.

Su Mingan walked in front of Yu Zhu and looked into his weak and green eyes, which were full of desire for life.

"... God?" Yu Zhu murmured.