First Player

Chapter 222 Chapter 222·"Doctor, are you crazy?"

At six o'clock in the evening, dinner time.

Baisha Paradise implements a strict time management system. After reading Locker's file, Su Mingan came to the third floor.

In the cafeteria, there were many players with gray faces and dull eyes. They seemed to have lost their response to the outside world and were just picking at the food on the table. Some players in a group are sitting together to discuss.

Su Mingan sat down in the corner without eating.

He slept all day and had no symptoms of fatigue. It doesn't matter if you don't eat. As long as you spend enough time in the cafeteria, you won't be punished even if you don't eat.

Su Mingan's fingers tapped on the table, and he saw Lin Jiang, who was also sitting in the corner, with his head lowered and looking autistic.

… He didn’t know who the other doctor was.

There is no conflict of interest between the doctors. If the identity of the other doctor can be known, it may be helpful to his actions.

The doctor didn't know his own number, so the second-to-last person seated in the previous classroom might have been his companion.

...But he couldn't remember who the second-to-last person was.

If his fellow doctor was Lin Jiang...

He stared at Lin Jiang, but suddenly saw Lin Jiang walking towards him.

She raised her head, her timid expression was swept away, and she smiled strangely.

The blood-colored markings lit up in an instant and surged over like boiling magma.

...Lin Jiang suddenly attacked himself.

Su Mingan immediately reached out his hand.

Facing the player in front of him, he didn't hold anything back. The space vibration filled with a thousand points of mana was instantly used. Horizontal and vertical ripples were intertwined and spread out from his fingers, completely covering that direction. !

"boom--!"

Tables and chairs overturned, dishes containing food flew up, and the sound of breaking could be heard endlessly.

Like the surging waves, the air was instantly boiled. Lin Jiang stood there, and his body was torn apart by the waves in an instant!

Blood splashed in front of her eyes, as if a knife had completely cut the girl's body in half. The blood strands were drawn together, and then torn apart by gravity.

Su Mingan's hands froze in place.

He blinked and saw the overturned tables and chairs in front of him... and the people running away screaming.

Lin Jiang's body disappeared into thin air.

Not even a trace of blood remained, as if nothing had happened.

He raised his eyelids.

Sitting in the corner, the girl who had not moved was huddled in place with her head down.

...as if it had never come towards him.

"Brother..." Mo Yan walked over slowly.

Su Mingan moved his arm and aimed it at him.

"Brother! Don't fight! It's me!" Mo Yan raised his hands in fear.

Su Mingan calmed down his breathing.

He stabilized the shaky blood-red vision in front of him and put his hand down.

The power of that blow just now was so astonishing that the air boiled and the whole area was shaking, almost tearing the chairs into pieces. If someone was really there, only broken blood clots would be left.

The players were frightened by his sudden attack and ran far away from him.

"Brother, you..."

Mo Yan spoke out, he seemed a little worried and a little scared:

"You must have a good rest tonight, you may have been hallucinating just now..."

...Is it an illusion?

He glanced at Lin Jiang, who was still in the corner. Lin Jiang had not changed his position.

Therefore, Lin Jiang who just walked towards him and suddenly attacked... was really just a scene he imagined.

Therefore, he just stretched out his hand and caused a space vibration.

Acts like a psychopath who suddenly begins to destroy.

"..."

Su Mingan looked at his hands and closed his eyes.

"I know," he said.

He stood up and walked straight out of the cafeteria door.

It's past dinner time and now it's bedtime.

As he walked by, the players backed up to give him an empty path.

The disguised "number one player" looked at him with suspicious eyes, as if he was wondering why someone could release a skill like space vibration.

...Isn’t this the skill of the first player?

Is the opponent just like him who wants to imitate the first player, or...

Su Mingan ignored these gazes.

He walked straight towards the door, the vision in front of him flickering.

As he walked through the door, he saw a small light, coming on in the hallway.

A weird man wearing a white coat and a heavy mask was looking at him in the corridor.

"Number 30." The weirdo glanced inside the cafeteria: "You destroyed public property and triggered the White Sands regulations."

"..." Su Mingan raised her eyelids and looked at him with a calm gaze.

"You are a naughty child...you must accept punishment." The weirdo said.

It was like the air suddenly condensed and the pressure suddenly increased. Su Mingan stood there and felt as if a heavy hammer was pressing down, as if it was going to press his head and crush him into the floor.

The barrage was already anxious at this time:

[It’s over, it’s over, Brother Ming An is really mentally disturbed! 】

[I originally thought it was fine, with such a high energy level... But as soon as I woke up, everything felt wrong. When I looked at him from the third angle in the live broadcast room, he looked like he was looking at a dead person. I even felt panicked through the screen. . 】

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[It’s not normal... It’s really not normal. It’s so weird. I just said that the atmosphere in the live broadcast room has always been wrong. When I first came in, I didn’t even dare to post a barrage...]

[This, this is no problem, it won’t affect the first player’s clearance. 】

[What if the first player really becomes mentally ill because of this copy...]

[Can this situation be restored? I remember that even if the instance ends, the main god space cannot restore the player's mental state. Being crazy here is really crazy...]

[This copy is really full of malice. 】

[This weirdo seems to be targeting the first player. If the situation worsens... this is only the first day. 】

[If Su Mingan is really mentally ill, can he still be the number one player...? 】

[Is it okay? If the main body goes crazy, the clone should be normal. If the clone guides him, there should be no problem. 】

[No, do you really think that clone is normal...? 】

[Dead horse organizer, dead horse copy, return me to my normal brother Ming An! ! 】

[Brother Ming'an, look at the barrage! Can you still read the words clearly? Do you remember us? ? 】

"Let's go." The weirdo said with an unmistakable tone.

Su Mingan didn't say anything and followed him to the corridor.

"...brother."

Behind him, Mo Yan's worried voice came, but he didn't look back.

"I'm in danger." Su Mingan said.

Ahead, the white coat was gilded with layers of gold in the glow, and the weirdo was waiting for him.

He narrowed his eyes and followed without any hesitation.

The floorboards creaked and groaned, and he left the cafeteria behind.

The weirdo walked upwards, the lantern in his hand exuding a flickering light.

Su Mingan followed him to the fourth floor and walked into an office.

Surprisingly, this office is very ordinary, with no torture devices. A green potted plant stayed quietly in the corner, with wooden bookcases on both sides, and books with normal text placed on them.

The weirdo held out his hand, motioning for him to sit across the table.

Su Mingan specifically checked whether there were iron hoops on the chair and whether there were buttons on the back of the chair. After he realized that it was just an ordinary chair, he sat down.

...What will happen next?

Interrogation, “treatment,” execution, or punishment?

The person in front of him stretched out his hand and slowly took off his sunglasses.

With experience, Su Mingan immediately looked away and heard a laugh from the other side.

This time, the laughter seemed more normal, not so hoarse and unpleasant.

"Don't worry, you can look directly at me now, doctor." The weirdo said with a smile, his tone softer than ever before.

……doctor?

Su Mingan slowly moved his eyes over.

The man took off his mask, revealing a delicate face.

There are no scary scars, and the weirdo's face looks normal. I just don't know why he is wearing sunglasses and a mask.

"Doctor, how are you feeling recently?" The weirdo... no, it should be said to be a young man. The young man asked him in a soft tone at this time, like asking a friend reunited after a long absence.

"Feeling?" Su Ming settled for a moment: "It doesn't feel good."

"Hmm... it's not good? It's strange..." The young man turned the pen in his hand: "Logically speaking, the operation should be successful. I also gave you mental hints during the day. Logically speaking, You should not be disturbed by the unusual sight here."

Su Ming'an suddenly remembered the look this man looked at him during the day. He fainted after looking at that look, which made him mentally unstable to this day.

According to the other party's words, that is actually called "spiritual suggestion"...?

and……

Su Mingan recalled "the operation was successful" at the beginning of the game.

That voice seemed a bit similar to the young man's voice at this time. What kind of surgery did this person perform on himself?

"My appointment is only for today. Every day from now on, there will be new teachers to teach you." The young man said, "So, if you want to treat Dongxue, you have to be careful later. Those teachers will not be like me." Easy to talk to."

"Dongxue?" Su Mingan asked doubtfully.

The young man stared at him for a while.

The pen circled around the young man's fingertips, and then slowly stopped.

"Doctor, your mental state is really not good." The young man said, "You have forgotten the most important thing."

Su Mingan felt a little headache.

"You have to remember, doctor." The young man said, "You entered Baisha Paradise to treat a student. Her name is Dongxue."

"Dongxue...is a little mentally unstable, but she really wants to become an [outstanding student]."

"If you want to save her, you must help her until she succeeds in becoming an [outstanding student]."

"Doctor, you must remember your duty and heal every student who is separated from society."

"You need to make them...become good, obedient children, just like I did during the day."

"Especially winter snow."

"Doctor, I took the initiative to perform surgery on you because I have a good relationship with you." The young man looked at him: "...If it were another doctor, I wouldn't take care of them like this."

Su Mingan nodded.

Of course he knew they had a good relationship.

...The favorability level is already 100 points, and the evaluation is "eternally dependent". Can the relationship be bad?

He is now more concerned about where the "implied" benefits that this full favorability degree will bring to him will be reflected. Besides causing him to lose his mind and see hallucinations, is there any positive benefit?

"Doctor, that's all I have to say." The young man said, "I know you have a lot of questions, but I won't answer any of your questions - you need to explore all this by yourself, and you can't rely on too many external forces."

Su Mingan was silent for a moment.

The young man stood up, his broad white coat moving slightly:

"My tenure ends today, and tomorrow you will face a new teacher.

Fulfill your duties and find students suitable to be treated. I know you've forgotten a lot, but that's what you paid for being here.

There is no other way to go but to seek out the information on your own here.

——I personally hope that you can successfully help Dongxue, and you yourself will never regret it. "

The young man said, putting on his black sunglasses and thick mask again, as if he was about to leave.

"What is my real name?" Su Mingan asked.

"I won't answer any of your questions, doctor." The young man smiled.

"What about you?" Su Mingan said, "Your name is Xia Luoyang. Are you [Yang Xia]?"

He could remember that his mission as the leader was related to [Yang Xia].

"Doctor, sometimes, you really have to learn to listen to people. I said, I will no longer answer any of your questions."

The young man shook his head, turned around and pushed the door open.

The next moment, a hand suddenly got stuck on the back of his neck.

"Bang!"

The hand pushed his body forward with great force, slamming his whole body against the door panel, shaking the entire fourth floor.

Su Ming'an, who had switched to the light state, held the young man's neck, annihilating in his hand, ready to go.

"Are you [Yang Xia]?" Su Mingan asked.

The young man's voice was vague, but he still had a smile: "Doctor, do you really dare to attack me here?"

The young man reluctantly turned his head, as if he wanted to smile at Su Ming'an.

But the next moment, the young man couldn't laugh anymore.

The hand squeezing his neck tightened, making him breathless.

And the other person's eyes were as cold as ice.

...The doctor will really kill you.

"——Doctor, are you crazy?" The young man stared at him.

"I'll ask you again, teacher, and I hope you can answer frankly." Su Mingan stared at him, and her fingers gradually tightened:

"...And no matter what your answer is, I probably won't regret it."