First Player

Chapter 755 Chapter 753 · "Pioneer Immortality (1)"

"—Asa Aktor."

You hear someone calling you.

You open your eyes, and under the blue sky, the clouds are as white as snow, and the birds fly through the clouds. The open city scene unfolds before your eyes. In front of us are some decaying financial buildings, commercial streets, office buildings, garden streets... The scenery presents a modern technological style.

You lowered your head and looked at your outfit. Your clothes are extremely neat, with a dark brown vest covering a long-sleeved white shirt, black trousers outlining your slender legs, and underneath are a pair of black leather shoes that are almost dust-free. Even his hands were unscarred, showing that he had just survived the catastrophe of the century.

A young man with white hair reaches out to you. He has handsome eyebrows and a tall figure. He has a warm smile on his face that you have never seen before, as if he is crying with joy.

"Asa." He called your name.

Your mind is still a little confused.

At this time, you hear the sound of trumpets from the sky, and something seems to be announcing the fate of mankind. It keeps repeating:

"——It's January 1st of the first year after the disaster."

"——It's January 1st of the first year after the disaster."

You finally reacted.

Today is January 1, the first year after the disaster, and everything is over.

Children with misty eyes, tall young people, old people with gray hair and childlike faces... People gathered on the streets, looking at the sky in confusion.

"Strange, what happened during the Century Catastrophe... It seems like a terrible natural disaster...?" People murmured.

"I remember it was a volcanic eruption?"

"I remember it was the coming of severe winter?"

"There seems to be a storm... we were almost wiped out..."

People look around in confusion until a little girl looks in your direction. Her confused expression changed, and she recognized you.

"——Actor! You are Actor, right!!"

She rushed over like the wind and held your hand tightly. Her hands were as soft as cotton candy.

You know that everything in front of you is Akto's memory, but you can feel the five senses and emotions that are absolutely real.

You are just a memory experiencer, you don’t know what happened in the century cataclysm. But you can notice that the way people look at you changes. They discovered that you are Aktor - the human hero Aktor.

Everyone has a vague impression that you saved them.

Another little boy rushed up. With a shy smile, he put a ginkgo leaf ring on your wrist:

"I have a vague impression that you saved us... Thank you!"

You subconsciously take a step back,

Countless eyes gathered over, as if they were looking at a statue of a god, a living god. They expressed their utmost gratitude and blessed you, and some even knelt down to you devoutly like fanatical believers and recited doctrines that you did not understand. They formed a circle around you, as if praying an unknown prayer.

"——Thank you for saving us!"

"——Our family is very grateful to you!"

"——Please stay, please stay and protect us. Your strength will definitely protect us!"

You feel a little moved, but also feel incredible. You have always believed that humans should not be regarded as gods, and that excessive fanaticism is the cause of social regression.

So you left here.

Your body is very light and your strength is much stronger than others. It is not difficult to leave here.

The white-haired young man—his name is Lin Guang. Lin Guang has been holding your hand tightly, remaining silent, and following you around.

There was wind-like tranquility and freedom in his eyes.

"I will always be with you." He swore.

…

[January 2, Year 1 of the Disaster]

On this day, you meet up with your eight companions. It is said that you once fought side by side.

Although it is still winter, the wind carries the smell of spring.

"Teacher! I miss you so much!"

The first person to hug you was a girl with long beige hair. Her face is extremely young, her arms are soft and warm, and she smells of lotus.

You know, her name is Tredia, and she is a soul with a flame of love.

A young man who looked like a big golden retriever quickly hugged your right arm and "matched" Tredia. One to the left and one to the right, they seem to be splitting you in half.

"Asa, Asa, let's go see the flowers, shall we? After you see the flowers, go to my house. I have a lot of beautiful things at home. When you are tired of playing, you can take a look at some of the little white birds I have raised. They are so lively... "Noah snuggled into your arm, rubbing and acting coquettishly.

Your eyes passed among them - Tredia with beige hair, Yue, the woman in silver, Noah with blond hair and blue eyes, Lin Guang with white hair, Beilisel with white hair and blue eyes, Qi, the blue-haired man , the red-haired man Rongyuan, and the black-haired and black-eyed Xi.

The bright sunshine shines on their young faces, and the grass at their feet is green.

This year has just begun, [Tavi] has not invaded yet, and you still have spring. Tredia suggested that everyone go on a trip together.

Joy and tranquility burst out of your heart, and you nodded and said, "Okay."

You have had a wonderful travel life. You go for a walk by the river, drink tea in the lotus pond, see the sea and the sunset, go to the iron tower in the ruins, go to the flowerbed full of sunflowers...

What bothered you was that they always liked you, which made you feel like you were playing galgame. Your charm is so great that you become the King of the Sea inexplicably.

…

[January 29, Year 1 of the Disaster]

You have finished your journey.

Because the fate of mankind has taken a turn for the worse, you cannot sit idly by and ignore mankind's wailing.

The whispers of [Tavi] began to invade and gave humans overly advanced technology. Human beings could not refuse these powerful technological forces and began to snatch these Pandora's boxes.

Infighting, unrestricted war, factionalism...many people chose to commit suicide.

There are environmentalists who cannot accept environmental degradation, pacifists who cannot stand unlimited war, nativists who hate alien technology, and a large number of philosophers and artists who are hopeless for help. They all chose to end their lives.

Some people are powerful enough to climb mountains and reclaim seas, some have mastered technological weapons capable of destroying cities, and some wantonly squeezed the weak and became slave owners in the new era... Under the glamorous "acceleration of civilization" on the surface, are Destruction as far as the eye can see.

A new rights system was born, and the deep-rooted old social system was bloody and shattered.

The progress of history has always been at a certain normal speed. Once the process of history is accelerated, it is equivalent to accelerating the demise of mankind. If the technology belonging to the 31st century is widely used in the 21st century - it is like bringing the nuclear weapons of the 21st century to the ancient times of the 11th century.

Many scientists and politicians with long-term vision want to stop people from continuing to fight.

However, the coalition government has existed in name only, and assassinations are common. Today, people in the conference hall are talking about the world structure, and tomorrow there may be another group of people discussing red wine and beauties.

The world was completely plunged into chaos, as if there were a pair of bright red eyes looking down at the human civilization that was gradually entering destruction and darkness.

"There's nothing left, why is this happening!"

"It has only been peaceful for a month, why, why..."

Cries are endless on this land.

Have you ever seen a woman fall in front of you? Her face is covered with exquisite makeup, and her lipstick is a color you can’t understand. She must be a woman who loves beauty and understands cosmetics very well. But a cannonball landed here, and her face and neck were burned into a black hole, and no one could see her beauty anymore.

You have seen a child hiding in a flower garden, shivering. Just as you were about to reach out to rescue him, you found that the flowers and plants in the flower bed were growing wildly and strangled him to death. You turned around and saw a strong man with plant-type abilities. The evolution of the strong man's abilities requires the blood of living creatures, so the strong man strangled the innocent child.

You feel angry and kill this strong man. But all you can do is to fight violence with violence. There are still tens of millions of lives wailing on this land, and you cannot hear every cry for help.

You have seen many people who have lost their homes, walking tremblingly under the bombardment of artillery fire and energy light waves. They hold hands and stare blankly at the dark pit on the ground, kiss and hug each other, and then in the endless chaos were affected, hit hard, and then died.

You never thought that it would be mankind's own greed that would destroy mankind. Human beings are far more cruel than you think.

"Let's form an alliance, I can't sit back and watch this happen," you say to your companions.

They agreed.

You have made many attempts and efforts.

For example, form an alliance to stop the war with strong personal combat effectiveness; or unite the top surviving scientists to form a technological defense line for mankind; or establish a sanctuary to control mankind from the perspective of order...

But all failed.

Greed is something that cannot be eradicated even by powerful force.

…

[February 26, Year 1 of the Disaster]

You lean back on the bed, the pillow smelling of lavender. You look at yourself in the mirror, and the dark circles under your eyes are already very obvious. You have put in too much effort and hard work to protect human beings in the past ten days.

In the room shrouded in warm light, a boy with white hair and blue eyes was tinkering with the stone bowl in his arms, and a spicy smell came from the bowl. He put down the stone pounder and handed the bowl to you. The blue in his pupils was like the blue sea in the cold wind.

"Drink, are you still insomnia?" Beilisel said.

You took the bowl, and the spicy smell of the medicine hit your nose. You sneezed: "I don't want to drink it."

In the past twenty days, many people have known that you formed an alliance. More and more people join your camp and regard you as their leader. They expect you to lead them out of this endless quagmire.

They call you - a hero, a god, the embodiment of the will of the world.

You didn't like these names, so you kept silent. However, more and more people are calling you like this. In the end of the world, people always need an emotional leader who can convince them enough. You must take this position.

So, you accepted it.

It doesn't matter what you do, whether you are a god or the incarnation of the will of the world, as long as you can make them persist and more people survive, then let you become this empty image solidified on the statue of the god.

"How can medicine taste good?" Beilisel said.

His cold hands wiped your pale cheeks gently. His body always exudes a pleasant medicinal fragrance.

You already have it all - fame, faith, power, strength. If you wave your hand, a large group of believers will die for you. As long as you say a few words to someone, that person will easily show their loyalty to you. However, sleep is the thing you crave most. If you sleep a little deeper, you will be easily awakened.

Beilisel stares intently into your eyes, his side face hidden in the bloody sunlight filtering through the curtains - the sunlight has begun to change color.

"Go to sleep." Beilisel said: "My whole body is dyed with the smell of herbs that can make people sleep peacefully. It is not to make you feel bad."

He gave you medicine and covered you with a quilt.

"Asa, you will be afraid, afraid of failing in your efforts, afraid that they will be disappointed in you, afraid that someone will die. But... you don't have to take them too seriously." His voice was like a trickling stream, with a clear tone in it. The feeling of youth.

Beilisel's mentality is always very relaxed. He does not cherish the fate of mankind as much as you do. Sometimes, you feel that this person is like a gust of wind, who cares about nothing but his herbs and mechanical toys.

His actions are always gentle, and although he can be venomous at times, he always relies on you most of the time.

"People always have to move forward. Whether it is responsibility or shackles, I will not hesitate. How they look at me, whether they look up to me, look down upon me, or hate me, it makes no difference to me. "you say.

"If you believe this, then I will always be with you." Beilisel said: "You will give them everything."

"What can I give them?" You chuckled. You remembered the time when you rescued someone, but the other party yelled, "Actor must have done something shameful during the Century Catastrophe that led to his invasion."

You shook your head, closed your eyes, and murmured:

"Hate?"

"Is it painful?"