First Player

Chapter 13 So I love you... and I love you forever. "

Su Ming'an immediately shook her off.

He looked at her with a new look, as if he saw a snake crawling in the Garden of Eden.

Su Mianbao was burned by Su Ming'an's gaze for a moment, revealing a somewhat confused expression. Like a child who had done something wrong, he lowered his head.

"... I won't favor either side." Su Ming'an left her room after saying this.

Su Mianbao chased him out, but couldn't catch up with his back. There was a huge gulf between their life essences, and she couldn't catch up with the God of Creation anyway.

She stopped where she was, looking at the walls that were getting higher and higher, the moon was bright, the bamboo leaves were colorful, and the cold wind tonight made her shiver.

"... It was you who made me the patriarch, let me lead the entire civilization forward, and intended me to be the only protagonist. "Su Mianbao murmured, "But why did you suddenly withdraw everything and even actively attract enemies for me? Am I just your tool? Then why do you teach me what love is so gently? "

She looked up at the sparse starry sky, her eyes flickering:

"...I will prove that I am better than your bloodline. 'Star Rising' requires devouring similar cards. The two of them will definitely become my food, and the one who survives in the end must be me. "

She returned to the room, picked up a candlestick to light it, and pressed the secret compartment on the wall. With a "click" sound, the deep stone steps were revealed.

The orange-red flames flickered, the dark eyes were brewing a deep background, and the stone steps echoed in the void.

"Ah...Ah..."

In the deep stone road, a roar that sounded like a human came.

Su Mianbao raised the candlestick a little higher, and the firelight outlined her cold eyebrows.

Deep in the shadows, the iron chain in the corner of the wall locked a humanoid creature with black hair and black eyes like a child. It had loose black hair, limbs on the ground, naked, revealing white skin.

Hearing the movement of Su Mianbao coming, it immediately pounced on him excitedly, but was restrained by the iron chain on its neck and was pulled back by the recoil, making an anxious roar.

"Be good, be good. "Su Mianbao walked up to it and stroked its forehead.

The black hair swayed, revealing a handsome face, and the dark eyes were like textured obsidian. The face was almost exactly the same as Su Mingan and Su Mianbao, but the behavior was full of inhumanity.

It rubbed Su Mianbao's palm intimately, as if eagerly praying for something.

Su Mianbao took out a knife, cut his palm, and blood flowed out and dripped into its mouth. It immediately swallowed it excitedly.

"Snap!"

Su Mianbao kicked it down with one foot, and the iron chain made a harsh sound of "dingling dingling".

"How many times have I told you to restrain yourself, why are you still like a beast." Su Mianbao said lightly, and kicked it again.

And it seemed that it could not feel the anger, and still pounced on Su Mianbao's palm like a dog, licking the blood constantly.

"...Sure enough, there is still a long distance between me and the Father God. "Su Mianbao looked at the irrational humanoid creature and clenched his fist.

This was the product of her attempt to "create".

Since Si Que likes to create, and Su Ming'an likes to create, then it is natural that Su Mianbao also wants to try to create.

However, Su Ming'an can create Su Mianbao, Yueying, and Zhu, who have distinct personalities, intelligence and spirit. Su Mianbao can only create such a beast-like humanoid creature with one stroke. Apart from the instinctive intimacy with the creator, it has no reason.

She locked it here, trying to gradually transform it from a beast into a human through years of dialogue.

"Awoo...Awoo..." The humanoid creature was still making beast-like humming sounds, and the familiar face with black hair and black eyes made Su Mianbao feel even more disappointed.

Emotions surged in her heart, she picked up its neck and punched it:

"Who made you have such a face! ? "

"Bang!"

"Woo woo..."

"Who made you use the face of the Father God to make such a vulgar gesture? Showing such a stupid expression? "

"Bang!"

"Ah... woooo..."

"You are really tarnishing the Father God in my mind."

"Bang!"

"Awoo... woooo..."

In a trance, Su Mianbao seemed to be separated from her soul, looking at herself with a calm attitude.

When the Father God created her, a demonic breath rushed into her heart and changed her core. She knew that she was not like the Father God, and was even very different from him. But this is also a common thing in creation. Sometimes, the character will completely deviate from the original setting and grow into an unexpected person.

"Bang!"

She kicked out, and the humanoid creature fell to the ground, whimpering.

"...Beating does not seem to improve personality. "She took out the slate she carried with her and carved a cross with a penknife.

She squatted down and looked into the black eyes.

For a moment, her eyes were dazed, as if she had seen something. But soon, she regained her composure and moved the penknife:

"It's been a while since you were born, and I haven't named you yet. I'll call you... Su Ming..."

She paused and shook her head:

"Your eyes are very black, so I'll call you Su Xiaohei."

She stood up.

She knew that the Father God would occasionally spy on her, and she would feel it every time she was watched. However, after 19 long years, she had figured out the pattern of the Father God's spying, so she would only educate this creature when it was safe.

Hide it from the Father God.

This gave her a faint sense of joy of being out of control, but she didn't want to be completely out of control. Being in the palm of Father God made her feel at ease.

The difference between the Creator God and human beings is really huge. With a flip of His hand, hundreds of human beings were born. His anger is enough to destroy the entire civilization - if she doesn't love Him, fear Him, and look forward to Him, how can she protect all of this?

"...Father God, only with you here can I protect my civilization." She held the humanoid creature's wrist and stared into its black eyes, as if she was having a conversation with Father God:

"Father God, only with You are I able to watch over my friends for a long time."

"Father God, as long as you are here, Yueying, Youzhu and Lili will have an anchor."

"Father God, only with you can I save this world that may perish at any time."

"If all mankind gives me the responsibility, I will let this road of civilization... go on smoothly. As long as you keep watching me, loving me, and favoring me."

She held down the humanoid creature with one hand, took out a carving knife with the other hand, and carved the words "Su Xiaohei" on the chest of the humanoid creature, causing blood to flow all over the floor.

She arched her eyebrows, her eyes full of enthusiasm and determination for this era, her hands full of blood, holding the handle of the knife, and murmured:

"That's why I love you."

"...and love you forever."

…

Only in this way can she protect her world.

Even this world is insignificant in the eyes of the Creator God.

…

Su Mingan was frightened.

Si Que used a mirror to let Su Ming'an see Su Baobao's behavior.

Su Baobao thought she had figured out Su Ming'an's prying pattern, but she didn't know - God is unpredictable.

The turkey thought it figured out the pattern of food coming. However, when the farmer changed the feeding time, the pattern the turkey figured out was not worth mentioning. As "Gao Wei", Su Ming'an and Si Que discovered Su Baobao's little tricks after just casually observing him.

Su Mingan's pupils were trembling, her fingers were trembling, and she was puzzled. She couldn't believe how the character in her novel could be like this: "Isn't this right...how could 'I' become like this?"

Si Que watched the show and ate the big melon, and lazily said: "Is it really unreasonable? If it were you, in this primitive society where everything is created by God and you are trapped in hunger and cold, in order to protect your companions With the world, will you do this?”

Su Mingan thought for a moment and realized that he would indeed behave similarly to Su Baobao, but not as extreme as her.

In order to realize the ideal and protect the companions, personality and dignity are nothing.

Su Bianbao is essentially a darkened version of him. However, he is far luckier than Su Baobao. He has the ability to change his own destiny, and the high-dimensional creature above him is not invincible. As for Su Baobao, Su Ming'an is someone she can't defeat no matter what. The gap between them is so huge that it's despairing.

There is no "world game" that can help Su Baobao ascend his dimension.

So, instead of fighting, cater to it.

Instead of hating, love.

She is also a child of God the Father, isn’t she? If her love hadn't been suddenly taken away, she wouldn't have lost her composure.

Su Mingan finally felt a strong sense of suffering.

He is "high-dimensional" and Su Baobao is "low-dimensional", but in fact there is no obvious difference between the two. They are both human beings who can cry and laugh, just like a pair of ordinary boys and girls. But the facts told him bloody that it was he who controlled the fate of this small world, and it was he who became the fairy emperor and savior above her. Every move he makes will affect the lives of everyone in the world.

Those humans who looked the same as him were just "spots of clay" in his palm. He can easily create life and he can easily cause them to die.

If it were someone who was hungry for power, he would probably be overjoyed. But for Su Ming'an, this kind of arrogant attitude of teasing all living beings made him feel uneasy.

"I'm going out for some fresh air." Su Mingan left the Blackwater Dreamland and returned to Luowasha.

By chance, he saw a scene in the distance——

The World Tree was burning fiercely, seven-color radiance flickered in the sky, and the roar of the dragon, the roar of the devil, the flapping of wings... could be heard in the distance.

"Su Ming'an is dead!"

"Oh my god, Su Mingan is dead..."

He had excellent hearing and heard the shouts of some players.

I glanced at my watch, it was twelve noon.

At this time, it should be the time point when Demon Line Su Ming'an was swallowed by the World Tree.

Sure enough, the next moment, he felt something return to him, and the memory of the demon thread in his mind was instantly clear. The three scenes Su Mingan experienced have become logical chains in his memory palace.

At this point, slicing Su Ming'an is completely over, and the three Sus are completely integrated into one.

There was light emanating from his palm, and a drama memory lens was condensing.

…

"Ding dong!"

[You have obtained the Drama Memory Lens "197 Seconds and the Death of a Butterfly"]

[Excellence: S]

[Thrilling degree: S+]

[Depth: S+]

[Elements: slices, multiple world lines, wheel of fortune, long-term foreshadowing]

[Comprehensive evaluation: 73]

…

[After the emperor was divided into three parts, the first part of the emperor rushed into the dark side, saw the god An under the World Tree, and read three memories. 】

【The Emperor then realized that the Supreme Lord was actually a "reader" at the far end of the universe, eager to read the Emperor's "time and space recorder". The Lord of the End of All Things was actually a paralyzed incarnation of rules. And the god An forced the Emperor to swear an oath, asking the Emperor to cut off the earthly ties and transform into a body without dust and disaster! 】

【The Emperor was furious, and the swords crossed, gathering the power of the gods of Yunshang City, the God of Reincarnation, and the Great Magician, causing the god An to run away and shout for mercy! 】

【Who would have thought that the little greedy cat inorganic god opened the mouth of the pelican, asking for trouble, and even tried to swallow the Emperor. The Emperor was furious, causing the mountains and rivers to break, the gods to fall, and the world to change color! Just showing a little hand, the watcher Ijulaire was shocked, the little magpie was envious, and everyone in the world worshiped him! 】

【The matter was done and he left, hiding his merits and fame. The emperor's wrath was over, and he entered a day reset. Witnessing his former best friend's betrayal, the emperor quickly made a choice, leaving behind the useless world master who lost money, and entered the black water dream to punish the increasingly distant person. 】

【The golden hair was vulnerable under one claw. After reading "Noel Ajinni", the emperor was full of emotion. But this was the day before yesterday, and there was no chance to turn back, so it was better to forget it all. 】

【The little magpie talked about many concepts such as "cosmic purification mechanism, time concept, world book, disciple game, creation essence", handed over the world book, and taught the method of replacing the memory lens. He seemed exhausted, old, old, and middle-aged. Seeing that the emperor was talented and handsome, both civil and military, and was a rare figure in the world, he only asked to abdicate. The emperor took the lead and immediately activated the small world to prepare for the throne. 】

【There are many unexpected things in the world, but they are just normal. The emperor's daughter actually has the emperor's appearance, but unfortunately, she was influenced by the emperor and became a sickly and delicate woman. Sigh, sigh, sigh...】

...

【Overall story score: 69 points. 】

...

It seems that the quality of the two recent drama memory lenses "Goodbye, Noel" and "197 seconds and the death of butterflies" is too high, which suddenly raised the story from 45 points to 69 points.

The content of this drama memory lens is getting more and more shameless, saying that Shen Ming'an "knelt down and begged for mercy", the world master "compensation is useless", Si Que "a middle-aged woman"... all kinds of words are used.

Su Ming'an took a deep breath of fresh air and returned to the small world again.

——This time, he saw the battlefield.

Su Baoma stood on the wasteland in a grass armor, with a stone sword pointing forward, aiming at Su Jingtang's throat.

Su Jingtang seemed very weak, panting, pale, as if poisoned.

Behind Su Baoma and Su Jingtang, there were one or two hundred people each, holding weapons and surrounding them.

"You lost." Her eyes sparkled: "As the blood of the Father God, you are nothing more than this. A little conspiracy has made you so weak. The medicine that the Father God left me back then, after increasing the dose, can really poison you."

"...poisoning in the river...not a gentleman..." Su Jingtang panted.

"War doesn't care about gentlemen, go to hell and be your gentleman!"

The next moment, she pointed the blade forward and decisively pierced Su Jingtang's throat. A huge amount of blood splashed on her eyelids, but she didn't blink.

The blood on her palm made her lips full of bright red.

"The Father God will only have me in his eyes."

"I will make the Father God's civilization...prosperous and long-lived, forever and ever."