First Player

Chapter 1400 Chapter 52: "If there is no wind in the world (6)."

Su Ming'an was about to fight back when he saw a pair of moon-white eyes and instantly became quiet.

The door closed quickly, and Norman's footsteps gradually faded away. You could hear a pin drop around you.

"...You are safe."

Inside the room was a young man with long purple hair, moon-like eyes, porcelain-white skin, and pointed ears. Su Ming'an recognized him at a glance.

——The Elf King, Huan Jiala.

However, Huan Jiala was still very young at this time, just an ordinary elf.

"Why are you here?" Su Ming'an asked.

"I..." Huan Jiala's eyes wandered and fell on his wrist.

Su Ming'an then realized that Huan Jiala's wrists and ankles were both chained.

Since the number of elves is small, if they are tricked out of the forest, they are often regarded as precious gifts and given among nobles.

Su Mingan crushed the iron chain with a few "clicks" in front of Huang Jiala's shocked eyes, and said lightly: "You are free, go back to the forest. Be careful of strangers next time, and don't be tricked out of the forest again."

"But, but I..." Huang Jiala whispered: "I am a gift from Princess Esdani to Si Que. I just ran away like this, is it okay?"

He looked at Su Mingan uneasily and buckled the iron chain again.

Such a simple elf, if let go like this, it is estimated that it will fall into the same fate again. Su Mingan thought for a while: "Why don't you stay in the royal city for a while, and wait until I grow up a little, and then send you back to the forest."

"Yeah, yeah." Huang Jiala nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Su Mingan took Huang Jiala to find Princess Esdani.

That night, Princess Esdani deprived Norman of his title, announced that she chose Si Que as her son-in-law, and gave him an elf (Huang Jiala) as a token.

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"I want to compete for the throne, but those dukes only want to ascend the throne with the help of my marriage. Compared with my brothers, my road to competition will be more difficult." Princess Esdani summoned Su Mingan and said calmly:

"I summoned you as my consort because I have a hunch that you will become an extremely great creator in the future, and I want to invest in your latent dragon stage."

"I will gather my resources to promote your story. And as my consort, others will be a little afraid of me. This is a win-win deal."

"When I have established my foothold, I will remove your status as a consort. Of course, if you don't want to remove it..."

Her eyes flickered slightly, she stroked the golden hair beside her ears, and turned her head:

"...I can agree to it."

...

After the news of the C-level creator spread, the president of the Creator Association came all the way to the Red Tower and personally awarded Su Mingan the status of honorary president.

The World Literary Conference held once every ten years in Luowasha, even though Su Mingan was not present, people unanimously agreed to give Su Mingan the highest title of the conference - the title of [Star of Viridodo].

Viridodo is the god of inspiration and the god that the Creators believe in the most. The term "Star of Viridodo" is enough to show the weight of this title.

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[Time: 150th year of the Second Era]

[This year's arrangements: A. Concentrate on practicing writing at Qiao's home. B. Travel around as the Star of Viridodo. C. Concentrate on portraying the unfinished character Si Li. D. Get to know Cardinal Hui Bai. E. Free arrangement]

[You chose B. ]

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You have the opportunity to travel around Luowasha.

The Creator Association has funded you free of charge, hoping that you will gain inspiration and write better stories.

Everything is hard.

During your travels, you saw many people and things.

It is said that on the highest sacred mountain of the Cloud Island, there lives a powerful person who knows all wisdom. You want to find inspiration for your second story, so you climb up the mountain.

Once, twice, three times... After a few steps, you will return to the foot of the mountain.

The clouds and mists in front of you are hazy, and everyone says that the great power does not want to see people.

At this time, you see a monk sweeping snow at the foot of the mountain, and the white snow turns into dust.

"Everything has a law, like a dream, a bubble, and a shadow." The monk said to you.

All the laws are as illusory and unreal as dreams, illusions, bubbles and shadows.

Everything in the world is as short-lived as morning dew and as fast as lightning. You should look at the world with a calm eye.

You are still young and don't understand yet, so you can only leave the sacred mountain.

At the age of 15, you upgraded to a B-level creator. You used the best ink and the best paper to write the second original character besides Siyi - Su Li.

You thought he would become your good friend, but he shouted at you: "--Hypocritical creator! I will be free from your shadow forever, don't think of controlling me! From now on, I will abandon the name you gave me, my name is Su Wenjun!"

He picked up the kitchen knife next to him and chopped you straight, but it was Huan Jiala who saved you in time, so you survived.

You watched Su Li leave, and for the first time experienced the "bubble" mentioned by the monk.

Soon, you wrote the third original character-Wu Yi.

The inspiration came from you passing by a slum, in order to resist the empire's heavy taxes, a pair of siblings died under the sword of the knight.

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[Outline: Wu Yi has a tailor sister who takes good care of him. She hopes that all children will be happy, and often brings back some beautiful wild flowers, pins them on the children's clothes, and teaches them to be kind.

Then at the right time (for example, when her sister knitted a new dress for each child, she smiled happily and quietly placed the gift at the door of each child...)

Arrange her death.

After seeing her dead sister, Wuyi cried and sat down beside her sister's body, kissing her through the petals. 】

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The tip of the pen was fixed on the last word, and it didn't fall down for a long time. You know, if you write this character, it means that a tragedy is born under your pen.

You are afraid that this character will raise a knife to you like Su Li. You don't want to face this character directly, so you put this character into the future ten years later.

B-level creators can write across timelines and can put their own characters into the past or future. But creators cannot cross time, so once they are put, it means that the creators will not see the characters for a long time.

But the world tree likes you and is willing to help you cross time. So, you occasionally go to the future to see the development of Wuyi.

Coincidentally, when you landed, you happened to see the scene of Wuyi losing his sister.

"...Sister, sister...! Don't leave me!!" The blue-haired boy hugged the breathless girl and cried loudly in the rain.

You wanted to avoid him, but you happened to meet his eyes.

As if it was a fate, he crawled towards you and grabbed your trouser leg: "Please... Although I don't know who you are, please save my sister..."

Obviously, all his tragedies were written by you, but in the end, he was like a humble beggar, begging you to save his sister.

Your sister's death was not caused by you. In the original trajectory of fate, this slum girl would have died on this day. It's just that Wuyi's background story happened to fit with it, so Wuyi became her younger brother.

"...Okay." You were shamelessly soft-hearted.

If you just leave it alone, the child without his sister's care will die in the cold rainstorm in a few days.

Continuing to observe this character can bring you inspiration, so you won't let him die.

Yes, that's what you think. You are a villain who will do anything for inspiration. You took Wuyi in just because he could give you inspiration, nothing more.

Wuyi stared at you.

You had green hair and a spotless white robe. Your golden eyes were as bright as a god, like a ray of light standing in the shadows.

"...Are you an angel?" Wuyi said: "Or a god?"

...

[In the Disciple game, a young man with white hair stood in front of him, wearing a spotless white robe. His golden eyes were as bright as a god, like a ray of light standing in the shadows. ]

["...Are you an angel?" The blue-haired boy said: "Or a god?" ]

["Super jellyfish." Su Mingan said. ]

...

You stayed for a while, sold your gold ornaments, bought a house, and let Wuyi live there. You also hired a teacher to teach Wuyi to read and write.

Because you violated the rules of time travel, your range of activities was limited to the area around Wuyi. So you always accompanied him and observed his every move.

But you soon lost interest.

Wuyi, who was not immersed in suffering, is now taken care of too well and gradually forgets the haze of the past. When a stray cat becomes a house cat without claws, it can't give you any interesting inspiration.

"Sir, can I know your name?" Wuyi regards you as a father figure, even though you are not much older than him.

"No." You don't plan to stay too much, you are just a time stowaway, and you will soon return to your own time.

"Sir, when will you come next time?" Wuyi asked.

"When I'm free." You said.

You don't stay too long each time, just come to observe, and then leave quickly. You know that the lifespan of the magpie tribe is only twenty years, and you are already fifteen years old.

Wuyi, who is ten years later, can't wait for the real you. So there is no need to have too much contact.

"Sir, you must have an important career outside. Every time you stay for a while, you will leave quickly. I'm really afraid..." Wuyi said slowly: "I'm really afraid that one day you will never come again."

You feel a burst of boredom in your heart, and the sense of guilt and depression roll back and forth, as if every creator must go through the road. You deliberately showed a villain face and sneered: "What? Are you afraid that you can't live without me?"

Since being rescued, Wuyi has never gone out to work again. He stays at home every day to study and learn to read. He has lost the ability to survive in the slums.

You initially set him up as a super villain who did all kinds of evil things and did not repent, but now, he has become pure and kind in the nurturing. All this is because of your softness at the beginning - you made him ooc.

You haven't understood the importance of free will yet, you just feel a sense of irritation out of control. He shouldn't be like this, why did he become such a person? The outline of your second story is written around the villain, and his growth has failed your expectations, leaving you with no inspiration and no way to write.

Why can the character escape the control of the creator?

——Isn't the creator a great "creator"? Why did he become a humble "recorder"?

You are very irritable, but what shocked you is that your villain face received his pure white eyes.

The child looks at you innocently, his eyes full of admiration and worry: "I'm just afraid that something happened to you outside. But if I see you, it means you are safe."

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That night, you stood in the yard all night.

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Some hazy, more open concepts gradually form in your mind.

Everyone in this world treats characters as private property, like a cat or a dog. But you realized something was wrong at this moment.

Finally, perhaps because you didn’t want to face Wuyi’s pure white gaze, you decided to leave completely.

You no longer feel any inspiration from Wuyi, and you have to create more interesting characters.

You folded the inspiration manuscript paper recorded during this period and sent it to Yggdrasil remotely, and then left some money that was enough for Wuyi to live until adulthood.

Every time you come, you borrow the body created for you by the World Tree. Now that you are leaving completely, this body will also be destroyed. So you came to the nearby woods.

At the moment when your soul leaves the body, your body falls, and at the same time you also see——

——Wuyi runs towards you.

On his hand, the locator flashed red.

You specifically searched for a place where no one would find you, and he found you so accurately. It turned out that he had secretly installed a locator. How could he be so afraid of you leaving?

He sees you as a father who supports him. But you only see him as a source of inspiration.

The words of the little monk when you were 14 years old flash in your mind. All things in the world are supposed to be as short-lived as morning dew, so what makes them become long-lasting?

Finally, the blue-haired boy ran to you, looking at your body that was gradually losing its breath, with a panicked and sad expression. Tears flowed out, and he looked dazed:

"……Why?"

Why?

He doesn't know that you left, he just thinks that you are dead.

"Did those knights do it? Did they poison you because they were dissatisfied with you for saving me?" He had already begun to speculate.

Your soul has left your body and you are speechless.

In the last period of time before the soul was sent back, you saw him holding your body, which was gradually losing its warmth, with a sense of loss, walking out of the woods step by step, and buried you in the yard of his house.

He knelt on his knees and knocked his forehead.

Then, he returned to the room, opened the drawer, and took out a stack of scratch paper covered with bloody handprints.

——Densely packed with personal information about the knight who killed his sister back then, as well as information about the nobles behind the knight.

He wrote down everyone's names with cold eyes, took out an [Imperial City Guard Registration Form], opened the door and walked out.

Only at this moment did you realize with horror,

It turns out that he has never forgotten his hatred.

It turns out that he is still a stray cat, but he is so well-behaved just to pretend to be an obedient child in front of his sponsors.

Secretly, he never gave up revenge.

He is still the same villain you admire. I just withdrew my sharp claws for your favor.

——Did the creator create the character, or did the character reverse-project the creator?

You have no answer. This is the last time you see Wuyi. His figure walked towards the royal city without hesitation, his nails seemed to have sprouted invisible sharp blades.

The solitary wind blew up his blue hair, and the rain curtain obscured his back.

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["I understand." The blue-haired boy knelt down on one knee towards Su Ming'an with a smile, and dangled his earrings: "Wuyi swears allegiance to you... I will follow you until the life-saving grace is repaid."]

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