First Player

Chapter 1453 Chapter 103 · "It sang to me in the night."

A feeling of tipsiness surrounded Su Ming'an.

The wine in the glass brewed again, and Su Mingan took another sip.

In his drowsy dream, he saw the last story.

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Genesis year 0, January 1.

The world is integrated.

One hundred million people have generally had their memories erased. Only some high-ranking players cannot be erased by World Tree, and they need to erase their memories on their own.

The way to erase memories is to jump into the "black sea" at the edge of the world. This sea water is enough to wash away the lead.

The scorching sun is high and the waves are crashing on the shore. The bottom of the cliff is as dark as ink, and the sea water is shiny.

Nine figures stand on the cliff.

They drank and had fun, they improvised and sang, and they cried and laughed toward the future.

"Jump down! Everyone! Even if we forget everything, our bond will not die! We will meet again on the day when our memories are awakened thousands of years later!"

Blake drank the wine boldly and jumped down.

Plop.

The first sound.

"I'm looking forward to our new world. So... laugh. Don't be afraid, we will eventually reach the other side."

Antetokounmpo smiled brightly and raised the golden bottle high, her blond hair flowing freely.

Wow.

Second sound.

"I don't know how to say nice things, but I hope that I won't do too badly in the future, otherwise I won't be able to hold my head high."

Mao Lian drank the wine with a smile, waved his hand, and turned around.

The third sound.

"This is not the end, but our starting point. I look forward to the day when I can meet you again."

Ludwig took a sip, put down the glass gently, and took a step forward with a smile.

The fourth tone.

"There are Mengpo Soup and Naihe Bridge in the Dragon Kingdom. After drinking the soup and crossing the bridge, your memory will be clear and you will have nothing to do with the past life. After jumping into this 'black sea', we will see you someday!"

Mu Changying cupped his hands, his posture was like a green bamboo, resolute and determined.

The fifth tone.

"Hui Bai, I'm waiting to study the beast fighting chess here with you. I like these wonderful little things very much."

Locke, who was wearing a top hat, bowed slightly, like a gentleman taking a curtain call, and turned around slowly.

Sixth tone.

"I don't have anything to say, so I'll just sing you a song."

Edith's laugh was charming and soft.

She sang softly, and her song echoed on the beach for a long time:

"A melancholy voice, it sang to me in the night, 'I love you'..."

The singing became lighter and lighter, and then dispersed in the wind.

The seventh tone.

Finally, it’s Ran Bo.

The scientist with a rigid expression coughed dryly and looked at Huibai gloomily: "I don't want to forget everything."

He was the only one to object, admitting that he was not as open-minded as the others. Who would he be if he lost his memory? A ghost with no fixed abode?

Hui Bai sighed softly and patted Ran Bo on the shoulder:

"I promise you - we will meet again."

"Please look forward to the day when we meet our old friends again. I will definitely come to you and take you out of the chaos."

This promise is extremely sincere.

Ran Bo was silent for a long time, until Igulaire's eyes urged him slightly, and he slowly raised his head and drank the last drop of wine in the glass.

"……good."

"I will wait for you, the day when the so-called [old friends reunite]."

Plop.

The eighth tone.

The ink swallowed up everything, just like the endless flow of time.

The scale of the universe is vast, but tiny lives are obsessed with creating a short eternity. Even on the eve of dawn, the morning light disappears.

Hui Bai drooped his eyelids.

On the top of the cliff, where the sound of singing and the smell of wine were still lingering just now, the figures changed from nine to one.

He closed his eyes, feeling a faint fear in his heart. Half of him will become the "people of the Hui family", and the other half will become "Hui Bai, the guardian of order", just like a broken glass bottle, he can no longer find himself.

At that moment, "the first player Hui Bai" is also equivalent to death.

At this time,

Su Mingan suddenly discovered that he could walk into a dream.

...Is it the special effect of the "Dream of Trickery" item? Or did the creation system create some resonance between the two of them?

Su Mingan stepped forward and patted Hui Bai on the shoulder.

Huibai turned around in surprise: "...Su Ming'an, the eleventh on the list? Why are you here? You are not among the 100 million people." He paused and quickly figured it out: "It seems that you are the last one. The first player in the loop saw this scene through some kind of prop? You are really good."

I am excellent...

Su Mingan felt slightly touched.

Huibai stroked his palm and smiled and said: "I have reached an agreement with World Tree. World Tree separated half of its seeds and gave them to a high-dimensional man named 'Xinghuo'. When one billion of you are about to arrive, 'Xinghuo' I will put this half seed in the previous copy as a gift that I, as the first player of the first generation, will leave to the next first player... I think it should already be in your heart. "

Su Mingan opened his eyes slightly.

He stroked his heart, half of a seed was beating in his heart.

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[World Tree Seed (Purple Level): "A melancholy voice, it sang to me in the night: -'I love you'."]

[Type: Special part heart equipment. 】

[Effect: Change your innate characteristics and make you have the characteristics of vitality affinity. You will be more likely to be favored by innate beings and the world. 】

[Remarks: Those who bear favor must take on big responsibilities and be cautious. 】

[After Su Mingan equipped this seed, the bright blue light flowed into his chest, and something seemed to have changed. 】

[——The 1105th piece of drama memory lens·"The dust of the times"]

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"So, that's what you left for me...thank you." Su Mingan felt his heart beating, and his vitality was like a source of vitality. He looked at Hui Bai and said solemnly: "You were the last one to jump... You must have been very sorry at that time. If you have anything left behind, you can tell me."

Since the dream intended for the two of them to meet, let's make a simple handover - the handover between the first generation of "Player One" and the last generation of "Player One". A conversation that spanned 400 million cycles.

Hui Bai did not say anything solemn.

He just told Su Mingan a fairy tale.

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Once upon a time there was a sunfish.

The sunfish's friend is a nightingale suffering from congenital heart disease.

The sunfish is a magical fish whose heart can be implanted into anyone's body. In order for the nightingale to recover, the sunfish gave up his heart to the nightingale.

Finally, the sunfish died with a smile, while the nightingale sang on the branches.

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It was a nonsensical fairy tale, but Hui Bai told it happily.

He used to love telling fairy tales. However, since he became the "number one player", no one has listened to his fairy tales anymore.

"What kind of fish is sunfish?" Su Mingan asked.

"A fish that looks like sunlight and glows at night. In Rovasha, it is described as a 'lighthouse on the bottom of the sea.'" Huibai smiled.

"Why does the sunfish want to save the nightingale?" Su Mingan's eyes were focused.

——Why do you want to save Zhai Xing?

"Because the nightingale adopted the sunfish, the sunfish wants to repay the favor." Huibai said.

——Because Zhai Xing is the place where I was born and raised, and I cannot abandon it.

"But in order to repay the favor, do I have to give my heart?"

——But in order to repay your kindness, do you have to sacrifice your life?

Huibai walked to the edge of the cliff and looked at the sea of ​​ink and the sky.

Her blond hair fluttered in the wind, and her blue eyes were as clear and clean as sunlight:

"It's not about the heart."

"He is so barren and boring...what else can he repay?"

Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!

——These are not words of my life.

I am just an ordinary young navigator - what else can I repay?

The dim moonlight rose in the distance, and Hui Bai knew that he should jump off without delaying for too long. He didn't look at Su Ming'an anymore, just closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and raised the corners of his mouth.

"Shua!" There was a sound in the wind.

Su Mingan subconsciously reached out his hand.

The soft blond hair flowed between his fingers like a dancing fish.

For a moment, it seemed that the young man in front of him was no longer the usual "flying bird" image, but a fish actively jumping off the cliff and running towards the sea.

"... I wish you luckier than me, Su Mingan." He left his last words forgotten.

He doesn’t force himself to be remembered, nor does he force himself to be appreciated.

The people who were obviously saved by him and resurrected by him would not remember him.

Blake, who became the Dragon King, forgot him, Edith, who became Xi Ting, the Lord of the Undead, forgot him, Li Mingyue didn't remember him, Su Wensheng didn't remember him, and even "Seed" never set his sights on him.

Because he is the bearer of the fire left before dawn.

And people only remember the person who took them out of the dawn.

Su Mingan stared at the turbulent black sea. The water was as dark as ink and swallowed up the golden figure in an instant. Only the fragrance of wine remained in the air, and perhaps the aftertaste of Edith's singing remained. In a daze, he realized that he had never seen Hui Bai's true appearance. He should be a young man with green hair and brown eyes. But what the facial features are like, whether the face will be round, how high the bridge of the nose is, how thin the lips are... no one knows.

Perhaps even Huibai himself had forgotten.

He has Noel's hair color and Noel's eye color. He is treated like Noel and evaluated like Noel. The thin "Hui Bai" seems to be far inferior to the thick "Noel Akinni".

Those things were so heavy that even he forgot about himself.

From now on, what 100 million people will face is waiting.

The long wait.

When Blake became the Dragon King, the magpies had finished pecking the ears of wheat, the dogs had eaten the rice, and the fire had broken the iron chains.

When the second seat is reincarnated here, the creation system appears, the War of Independence, the Battle of Eden, the God's Fall into the Sun...

If only one billion people from that distant hometown could come to this world once... then...

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——"We will meet again eventually."

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[TE2·"They have been waiting for redemption for too long" (reaching the dark side, ending the world game.)]

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"They" have been waiting for redemption for too long.

It's been too long.

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Epiculaire's notes added more content:

["Human beings are extremely small under the sea of ​​stars, and they are not huge on the land. In order to pursue the code in their hearts, they elevate themselves and belittle others. They regard themselves as the core of the universe and are full of all kinds of strange motives. .”]

["But I have seen recently that some people are different."]

["Maybe he is not an idiot."]

【"They are different."】

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"Huh!" Su Mingan suddenly felt light and airy.

The ears suddenly felt hot, the cheeks became sticky, and the whole body felt hot, as if boiling water had been poured on him.

His body suddenly became very light, as if he was flying up and turned into a feather or a piece of cloth.

It happened that he had already read everything in history, so he immediately left the small world, returned to Luowasha, and opened his eyes.

——A dark mist was entangled around him, accompanied by hoarse and roaring whispers. These mists were like maggots on the tarsal bones, clinging to his skin, making a gnawing sound that made his scalp numb.

The most terrifying thing was that he felt that his perspective was very low.

So low... like the height of two or three heads.

A guess that gave him goose bumps ran through his brain.

"...Ah, you're awake. Su Ming'an." A familiar and elegant voice came from the mist, with a gentlemanly tone: "It's not easy to find you. Your guardian is very competent. He didn't retreat in the face of Gao Wei and held on for three or four seconds. But unfortunately, it was useless."

Moving his eyes, Su Ming'an saw that the room was empty and Qian Qin was gone.

Only a knight's sword shining with golden light, as well as a few pieces of cloth and black hair, fell to the ground, foreshadowing her end.

In this round, Noel postponed the summoning of the Lord of the End of All Things, and the destruction did not come. In front of the crumbling Luowasha, the first to descend was the Eighth Seat behind Aland.

Su Ming'an lowered his head and saw that there was nothing below his abdomen, swallowed and wrapped by the black mist, and the smoke was flowing like the tail of a dark liquid fish.

There was also dark mist around him, as if it grew on his body, as if he had become the "Eighth Seat".

"I thought you weren't a bad guy." Su Ming'an sighed.

"What is a good guy? What is a bad guy? If you please me, I'm a good guy, and if you hurt me, I'm a bad guy?" Alande's voice resounded in the black fog, as if speaking in Su Ming'an's chest: "I didn't try to take your life like Noel did. I just want to merge with you - in this way, I will become the 'protagonist', with the identity and title of the first player, and you will also gain the powerful power from the [Eighth Seat, Lord of Thinking Belief], why not?"

Eighth Seat, Lord of Thinking Belief. Best at infiltration, assimilation, and integration.

"..."

"Now, how are you going to kill me? Unless you stab yourself and die with me. The fusion between us will only become deeper and closer..." Alande said gently: "All I want is to become a high-dimensional being, which you can easily do. I will also kill Noel Akinni with you and bring everything to an end."

Su Mingan said lightly: "I was just thinking that if I swallowed the eighth seat, I should be able to beat the seventh seat."

Alande laughed: "I knew you would think so, but you can't swallow yourself! The 'fusion' of the eighth seat is the most restraining of your 'swallowing'! Your authority is completely useless. Don't resist so much, we can not be enemies."

Su Mingan walked forward without saying a word, and the mist below was like his feet, automatically carrying him forward.

He left here quickly, flew all the way, and came to the world tree. Lu Shu, Lu, Tianyu, Zhao Yuan, Meiyani and others were all here.

They were shocked when they saw Su Mingan's appearance.

"This... is this the eighth seat?"

"This is Alande... No, this is... is this Su Mingan?"

"Is he controlled... Is he going to destroy this place? No..."

At this moment, Su Mingan remembered Hui Bai's smile when he fell.

"I'm thinking..."

He thought silently and smiled faintly.

"I should soon know why Si Que, the lazy magpie, likes to be eaten so much..."

He stretched out his right hand and reached for his heart.

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[About to enter the observation bifurcation point. ]

[If the observer does not want to settle on the "narrative anchor point" of this ending, please stop observing and wait for the generation of the "drama memory lens" of the new branch. ]

[Observation is settled, please observe carefully. ]

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