First Player

Chapter 1450 Chapter 100·"Connecting the City Lord and the City of Measurement"

[Welcome, Creator Su Mingan. 】

[Current small world stage: medium technology world (wasteland period)]

[Current number of years: 726 years]

[Current population: 9,210,278 people]

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The moon and stars are sparse.

The snow-white buildings are like falling snow, and the city is full of light.

An old man pushing a smart garbage truck, wearing a brown felt hat and a gray-black down jacket, walked across the glass-clear ground. Suddenly, he frowned and saw a figure sitting on a park bench.

The rainbow-colored streetlight cast a thin halo, and a young man with black hair was leaning on a bench, his coat as thin as paper. He may be too tired, his eyelids are closed, as if they might be blown away by the wind at any time.

"Wake up, wake up." The old man knocked on the lamppost and reminded the young man: "You can't stay overnight in the park. Where is your family? Let your family pick you up!"

Su Mingan slowly opened his eyes, his head as heavy as a stone. He was so tired that as soon as he entered the small world, his tense emotions relaxed and he fell asleep half-consciously.

"...Modern times, no, it is closer to the era of the ruined world..." Su Mingan stood up holding the bench and looked at the old man's smart sorting garbage truck: "Garbage can be automatically sorted, but it requires human power to move it... The technology tree is a bit Crooked... but it's harmless, and you can't force it to be exactly the same as Zhai Xing... I have been working hard to promote the development of the small world, which is very good..."

he muttered. The old man felt that he was suffering from mental illness and quickly called the police: "Ming'an System, I want to call the police. There is a street kid at the south gate of Silver Lake Park who won't go home..."

Su Mingan raised his head and looked at the rising buildings in the distance. The lights adorned the high-rise buildings like flashing neon gems.

This era is divided into many city-states, large and small, and a central control system with extremely high computing power controls people's food, clothing, housing and transportation. This system, called the "Ming'an System", was created by Su Baobao and Su Qing. Su Baobao is the "Lord of the United City-States", or "Lord of the United City-States" for short.

Su Mingan's figure flashed and appeared under a deserted bridge.

He stretched out his hand and pointed it into the air. Soon, white lights appeared one after another, revealing the figures of each player...

The players looked around and exclaimed.

"Coming in! We're really coming in!" Luna's eyes widened in surprise.

"This is the little world of the first player... We are the first people to come in! The first player is so awesome, this world is so advanced!"

"You don't have to be afraid of the red sun here."

There are about a hundred players, chattering and poking their heads.

This is the first batch of players to enter the small world. With the help of "Gnosis Dream Messenger" Yueyue, they broke away from the player IP and came here. Led by Luna, everyone carries a lot of super-era knowledge and technology.

From now on, Su Mingan no longer needs to come to the small world. Many players will help him promote the development of the era. All he needed was an occasional glance.

"The flow of time in the small world is very slow. A few minutes have passed outside, and several years may have passed in the small world. Although you are the 'god envoys' brought in by me personally, your status is higher than that of the small world, and your life span will be far longer than that of ordinary people. But the time here is still real,” Su Mingan reminded.

Just like Su Bread is more than 800 years old, but for him it is only a few days.

Luna said firmly: "We will be able to build our future home with our own hands and wait for the day when we can merge with Zhai Xing... No matter how long it takes, we will still be happy."

Ellen from the "Sword of Justice" guild said without hesitation: "That's right! When Su Mingan asked us, everyone was willing!"

The blond Cindy nodded: "Others live for a year, but we can live for decades or even hundreds of years. Isn't this hard to gain?"

Su Mingan felt heartbroken. Among the fourteen teammates, he hesitated for a long time and finally chose Luna as the assistant of "Small World". Firstly, she had high trust, and secondly, Luna had an upright character. The third is that Luna does not hold an important position, so leaving Rovasha will not cause any turmoil.

But due to the speed of time, these "pioneers" who are the first to enter the small world will spend a very long time. They are unacquainted in the entire world and may never return. When Su Mingan asked Luna, Luna agreed without hesitation.

She would hardly say no to him, even at the cost of sacrifice.

"People should perform their own duties. You are so much younger than me, so I can't just watch." Luna patted his shoulder and smiled brightly: "It's just that next time I see you, you can't If you call me 'big sister', you will probably call me 'grandma'..."

Su Mingan's eyes were a little moist.

Looking at Luna's flying white hair, the yellow rose hairpins dotted in her hair, and her crystal clear pupils, he felt for a moment that he was losing something in his heart.

But soon, he smiled: "Here, you will become the 'immortal species', but there is no difference between sisters and grandmothers."

Luna covered her mouth and smiled: "I know that when you reach a certain age, you can't be considered a grandmother. Only those under a hundred years old can still judge seniority according to common sense in people's eyes."

...This seems to have been a cue to an old man.

In order to settle these players, Su Mingan planned to contact Su Baobao.

With a thought in his mind, the picture of Su Baobao appeared in front of his eyes.

——In the arc-shaped hall shrouded in pale relief, a white ball of light floats in the center, connected by thousands of scarlet hoses. The ball of light is surrounded by a huge transparent screen, displaying countless data and statistics. picture. All data flows and hose directions are gathered on a platform slightly above the ground. On the platform, a slender figure sits.

The girl closed her eyes and leaned on the back of the chair, wearing a black undershirt, a large white coat, black half-fingerless gloves, and black straight pants that went straight into leather boots of the same color. Underneath him is a wheelchair equipped with a high-precision command system. Her eyes were gray and her face was pale, as if she was concentrating with her eyes closed.

...There is no need to learn to be so similar! When Su Mingan saw this scene, he almost burst into tears.

Forget about the "Ming'an System", forget about the "City Lord", why should the wheelchair be restored?

After a while, Liancheng Lord Su Baobao opened his eyes and uttered even more unbearable words:

"Ming'an system, report."

"Yes." A cold electronic voice came, and the light ball named "Ming'an System" showed a large amount of data: "As of Genesis 726, this civilization has developed to a medium-tech world, with 9,210,278 carbon-based life forms, bionic bodies, electronic life and machine Although the mechanical body has 112810928 people, it is still far away from the seven billion capacity required by the Creator. However, with the acceleration of time and the implementation of the 'Electronic Life and Dimensionality Reduction Plan', this will not be a problem in the future. Please rest assured, mother. ”

"Yes." Su Baobao responded, her dark eyes sparkling with sharpness. She suddenly looked in a direction - and this direction happened to be the direction where Su Ming'an was peeping at her from a distance.

For a moment, their eyes seemed to meet.

"...Father God."

A smile filled the corner of his lips. The Lord of the United City, who had experienced eight hundred years and had a dark edge, slowly touched his right hand wearing a black half-fingerless glove to his chest, bent down slightly, and still stared straight at Author:

"Are you satisfied with what your faithful Lamb has offered you?"

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...She had noticed me coming a long time ago?

Su Mingan sensed that the bridge hole he was in was a provincial boundary away from the core area of ​​the central city-state where the Lord of the United City was located. It seemed that the surveillance of the "Ming'an System" was pervasive. She might have discovered him as soon as he fell asleep on the park bench.

An intelligent and perceptive person who was instilled by his spirituality himself. After more than 800 years of precipitation and experience...it's really terrifying to think about it.

Su Mingan looked around, and with a thought, he discovered that within fifty meters away, there were thousands of small mechanical armies lurking in the corner. The guns and cannons were all equipped with the most advanced equipment, equipped with anti-personnel ammunition, anesthesia bombs, and even weapons specially designed to target mages. And the priest player's sealing bomb. Within a hundred meters from here, there are hundreds of remote mechanical eyes, drones, and simulated mechanical birds. Within a kilometer away, dozens of teams of heavily armed police officers patrolled back and forth, equipped with a series of equipment such as trigger-type mechas, small space buttons, joint power grids, and mechanical dogs.

Su Mingan: "..."

It seemed that Su Baobao was extremely enthusiastic about his arrival.

If Su Mingan was not the Creator, I am afraid that in this world, she would not be able to control her after eight hundred years of savings.

"Very satisfied." Su Ming'an looked at the screen and responded from a distance: "You have worked hard, I recognize it."

The Lian City Lord in the wheelchair showed a rosy smile, and his eyes flashed with joy and intoxication, as if all the hard work had finally paid off.

"In just eight hundred years, we have entered the super-modern era from the primitive period. Although the super-era technology brought by me is instrumental, it is also indispensable for the efforts of you and the local people." Su Mingan smiled and said: "In the silent dark forest Here, ignite the fire of civilization and enlightenment, and lead people out of the caves of desolation and barbarism - Su Baobao, I recognize you as the 'lighthouse' of this civilization."

Su Baobao suddenly lowered his head.

Su Mingan didn't see her expression clearly at this moment, but when she raised her head, her smile was extremely satisfied, and her eyes were as happy as exploding fireworks.

Su Baobao stroked his heart, his black hair hanging down: "I will always be loyal to you...Father God."

Su Ming'an explained: "Next, you need to make this world livable, while restoring the style of Zhai Xing, while maximizing everyone's quality of life. I have no skills, and you know this world better than me, so these are the things you need to do. There you go."

He felt slightly guilty. Although he is the creator, he has done little except occasionally watching rape and using technology.

"Follow your will." Su Baobao said in a pious tone.

"The players around me, especially this Ms. Luna, will guide you on how to make this world a livable place. You must entertain these players well and do not neglect them," Su Mingan said.

There was a crack in Su Baobao's expression, but she quickly covered it up. She looked at the lady with falling white hair gently and said with a smile: "Hello, Ms. Luna. I am the ruler of twelve city-states. City Lord Su Bianbao, the most outstanding lamb under the command of God the Father.”

"Ah...Hello. I'm Luna." Luna was a little reserved and timid. After all, she was only the president of a mid-level guild, not as good as World Master Su Bianbao.

She felt her palm being pulled. Su Mingan put on the gloves as a courtesy, closed his fingers, and silently wrote in English on her palm:

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[‘Supervision’ surpasses ‘guidance’, (more like ‘supervision’ than ‘guidance’]

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Luna looked stern and nodded silently.

After settling the players, Su Mingan walked alone in the night.

He was not in a hurry to leave the small world. The time in the small world flows very slowly. He was tired for too long. He needed to conserve his energy to better face the final decisive battle. Taking this opportunity, he could also personally inspect the small world for a while.

The sparkling moonlight covered the streets, and the moon disk hung quietly high.

The young man's black coat fluttered in the wind, mixed with the fragrance of magnolia.

Unconsciously, he walked to the commercial street, where there were colorful neon lights, large screens playing advertisements in a loop, street trees hanging with seven-color Christmas lights, and small night market stalls like pavilions.

Crayfish, fried skewers, knife noodles, charcoal grilled jellyfish skin... The iron pot was burning hot, and the aroma of oil was mixed with the aroma of onions. There were also a series of small stalls such as hairpins, hand-woven dolls, name bracelets, and sugar man paintings. The sound of "ding ding dong dong" for collecting money was all around his ears.

For a moment, Su Mingan thought he had returned to Zhaixing.

Some are eating noodles, some are taking photos, some are grabbing dolls, some are watching short videos... People have completely lost the appearance of the primitive times and no trace of the original times can be seen.