First Player

Chapter ·[Blind believers and foolish believers]

"At 3:45 this afternoon, the rebels were officially defeated."

"The resistance army will put all members in criminal files, kill the chief culprit, and degrade the personality of the rest and send them to a shelter."

"In connection with the betrayal of Kaskinen Philo, perhaps humans should start thinking about how we can stick to our true intentions in an increasingly difficult city-state situation."

"Currently, the Tawhid mechanical army has been permanently shut down, and the rebels have been captured and are escaping."

"Next is the live broadcast of the city-state emergency meeting..."

The LCD screen on the wall broadcasts the latest progress in real time.

The Central City Building, which towers straight into the clouds like a sharp sword, still stands in the eyes of the city-state residents. The artillery fire that could be heard everywhere in the city had stopped at this time.

"Click, click."

High-top leather boots stepped on, and a red-haired young man walked among the ruins, carrying a red book.

The afternoon sun fell on his hair, like a soft band of light surrounding him.

He looked around and saw crowds of people surging like shadows on their temples. The glass doors of automatic banks shattered, supermarket shelves were looted, and financial buildings lost power, as silent as tombstones...

In the cold steel forest, the presence of people seems to add warmth to the city, but they themselves are constantly depriving others of their warmth.

"The scale of the war looks scary and attracts the attention of the whole city, but in fact the damage is very small and limited to this area..."

Thoughts flashed in Su Lin's eyes: "The rebels have a clear goal. It seems that they are just to break into the Central City and have no higher strategic significance. Moreover, it ended too hastily."

"You mean, this is like a trial at dawn?" A voice came from his shoulder.

It was a fox with pink fur, and its furry tail swayed, scattering the surrounding dust and smoke.

"Xiao Ai, I hate animals approaching me." Su Lin said.

"It's just possession. I finally found an animal with decent looks. With a physical body, at least I won't be floating around like a ghost." Pink Little Ai said: "Are you a mysophobia? Don't worry, I'm here with you. Now, this fox’s body won’t be dirty.”

"I mean...you could at least find someone."

"Huh?" Pink Little Ai's face changed greatly: "Do you like people lying on your shoulders?"

Su Lin frowned: "I mean you can possess someone and follow me instead of lying on my shoulder."

"I am a god with a sense of morality, how could I invade a human body? This fox is about to die, so I will get into her body." Pink Little Ai said.

Su Lin thought about it and found that Airya, as the God of Nine, had a good side. He had never done anything harmful to nature before, and he was indeed a kind god.

Of course, he is also kind.

He stepped across the ruins and almost stepped on a broken human hand with a click. This human hand was wearing a brand-name watch, which had been shattered in the gunfire.

No matter how well controlled a war is, there will always be casualties.

"The world doesn't need gods who control war...?"

Su Lin said to herself.

"boom!"

He saw gunshots ringing out on live television. The rebel soldier standing on the wooden frame tilted his body, and a high-explosive bullet penetrated from the back of his neck. Blood sprayed out like a spray, and his body and head were separated.

The mechanical army responsible for execution dragged his body away, leaving long blood stains on the square.

Rows of crosses line the square, like hundreds of saplings taking root in the soil.

On each cross, there is a rebel whose life is counting down. This may be a strange sense of ritual. The Dawn System wants to "judge" the lives of these people in this way.

Their lives had already been written to end like this the moment they decided to raise their guns.

The city-state does not need rebels, sensibility or passion, it only needs hard-working workers and gears. Dawn's data is enough to arrange everyone's life - only in this way can the fire of civilization survive and millions of human beings can maintain the living environment of modern cities in the end of the world.

Millions of city-state residents watched this scene in front of the screen, and they became more determined not to seek refuge in Hewei.

In the midst of the extremely depressing execution, among the rows of crosses, a rebel with thick eyebrows and big eyes desperately spat out the sackcloth in his mouth and shouted loudly.

"——No, that's not right!! People were able to live a good life during the century disaster a hundred years ago, and it was all because of Akto!! If it hadn't been for his original wish, we wouldn't have..."

"boom!"

Gunshots burst out.

Blood splattered.

Warm blood seemed to splash on the TV screen. Su Lin turned away and passed by the hanging LCD screen indifferently.

"Kill well, this is what the traitor should suffer." Su Lin said.

He opened the red book in his hand:

"I really like his style more and more."

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[Core Area·Conslitin University]

Yamada Machichi buried his head and finished all the food in the bowl.

He was cooking and enjoying delicious food with his classmate Luo Cha, whom he had just met.

"Come on, my dear, try this dry beef..." Yamada Machichi took the initiative to pick up some vegetables in order to please the NPC.

Suddenly, there was a "click" and the city-wide live broadcast on the LCD screen in the cafeteria lit up.

"There's another live broadcast." Luo Cha looked up.

The students in the cafeteria looked up.

They saw crosses on the screen like white tombstones.

Some bullets not only penetrated the back of the rebels' necks, but also tore off their heads. Various red and white semi-liquids flowed down, flooding like poured paint.

Yamada Machichi's face turned pale. He didn't expect that today's live TV broadcast would be so disappointing.

He was still thinking about whether to go to Central City to help Su Ming'an, but he didn't expect that only three hours later, the resistance army was defeated.

The mechanical army will read out the name of the person being executed and then shoot him in the back of the neck. Some people were not dead, twisting their bodies and trembling and wailing, while some people died too miserably, with various red and white liquids scattered on the ground.

"Is this the consequence of betraying the city-state?" Luo Cha's voice trembled.

"Well..." Yamadacho paused for a moment and continued to cook. The copy of the world game is better than this underworld, and he is immune.

He bit off a piece of the broken ear and almost vomited it.

...How can there be such terrible food in the world! Is this something people eat?

He was thinking about changing dishes when he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"During the war, I suspended all information systems to prevent him from further intrusion."

"The Dawn System's response was not untimely, it was just to further identify the perpetrators, reduce the scope of the disaster, and protect the safety of most residents."

Yamada Machichi raised his head.

The war came to an end. Akto is delivering a speech. He faces the camera with a smile, next to him is a pure white transparent figure, with Dawn beside him.

"For the dead and injured, the city-state will provide generous pensions to their families. As long as the measurements and arrangements of the Dawn System are followed, human civilization will be able to be passed on smoothly."

"As for the fugitive leader of the resistance, the resident named Edward..."

When the young-looking city lord said this, he suddenly coughed.

Bright red blood flowed down his chin, staining his white coat red.

As soon as Yamada Town heard a series of exclamations coming from the cafeteria. Everyone seems to be worried about Akto's physical condition.

"The city lord has lived for a long time, from the Century Catastrophe period a hundred years ago, to the Dawn War (Catastrophe 32-Catastrophe 72), and now. He has no heirs around him, if..." Rocha sighed: "I think even if the rebels don't fight, the city lord will hardly be able to hold on any longer."

"By the way, do you think the city lord's voice sounds familiar..." Rocha hesitated: "Why does it sound a bit like the voice of the resigned teacher Luvis..."

Hearing that Rocha was about to get closer to the truth, Yamada Machichi immediately interrupted: "Okay, listen to the live broadcast!"

Akto is still talking:

"As for...the resistance leader whose alias is Edward, if any residents notice his movements, please report it to the Eagle and Dog Guards in time."

"Due to the upcoming Kaiusta selection period, the entire city is under martial law and rallies and large-scale gatherings are prohibited."

"Tomorrow is the Kaiusta selection. I will appear at the opening ceremony. The resistance is just a small episode. We have already seen their ending."

"My dear residents..."

The young-looking, harmless city lord looks at the camera like a scholar.

He smiled slightly:

"We cannot allow emotions to destroy the law. Stability and prosperity are the themes of the times."

"Build a harmonious society and pursue a better life."

"I am the lord of the city of measurement, Asa Akto."

"I look forward to...building this perfect city-state with you."

At this time, from an angle that he couldn't see, the transparent dawn slowly approached him.

It stretched out its virtual hands and hugged him from behind gently and without any touch.

From a perspective that Akto couldn't see, it lowered its head and kissed his hair, like a pious mark.

Millions of residents throughout the city watched this scene in silence.

The dawn kisses its lord as the god of the city kisses its dear shepherd.

Like...a glorious award.

Yamada Machi stared at the screen blankly.

He just felt... as if some strange feeling was rising in his heart. He didn't dare to say anything for fear of breaking the scene.

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[——Then I saw a powerful angel proclaiming with a loud voice, “Who is worthy to open the book and loose its seven seals?”

There is no one in heaven, on earth, or under the earth who can open the book or look at it. 】

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