First Player

Chapter 808 Chapter 807

Chapter 808 Chapter 807 · "TE·Resurrection of All Things (2)"

Dawn walked up to him.

They stood and sat, surrounded by the endless torrent of data, overlooking the city-state in the night.

The lights are brilliant at night, and the lawn lamps on the square are looming in the thick fog. The truck dragged dozens of long, shining silver lines, like a glimmer of hope.

Su Mingan stared at the lights of thousands of houses, and countless barrages flashed across his upper right corner.

"Doctor, I will open the final [Zero Dimension] and enter it with only your consciousness. After the ruined world is completely invaded by [Third Dimension], we may be able to lie dormant and wait for the opportunity to counterattack." Dawn System said :

"Don't worry, I will record 172 million pieces of human knowledge in the fields of literature, art and scientific research in my program in the form of words and images. After a few years, we may still be able to fight back Chance."

"Now I need your authorization. As long as you nod to me and approve this plan, I will implement my mission and continue to do my best to protect human civilization."

...zero dimension.

Su Mingan had thought about it before, since there are three dimensions, two dimensions, and one dimension, then whether there is [zero dimension].

Now it seems that zero dimension really exists, and it is the last hiding space - it cannot even be called a "line of defense", because according to the Dawn System, except for him, the other billions of human beings cannot enter the zero dimension. , they can only stay in one dimension and be destroyed by [other dimensions], which is equivalent to the death of mankind.

What's the point of such a race, if only one person survives alone?

Su Mingan tried to contact his teammates, but found that the signal had been completely cut off. He called "Su Lin" several times, but got no response.

"So except for me, those billions of human beings have been abandoned?" Su Mingan said: "The 2,300 simulations of Caius Tower, the Klein bottles positioned in the laboratory, so many theories,... The tail snake, the Möbius strip, Schrödinger's cat...are all useless?"

He is not questioning. The more critical the survival of the race, the more calm and rational it is. He was just checking with Dawn System to see if there were any other opportunities.

"Doctor." Dawn System said: "You should understand how small the probability of success is to one in a billion. We can't gamble."

"Although there is only one consciousness left in the human race, as long as you have infinite lifespan, human beings have infinite possibilities. The value of hundreds of millions of ordinary intelligent beings combined is not as valuable as yours alone. "

His declaration was sharp and cruel.

"..." Su Mingan was still very calm: "Really?"

"Then what level do you think can be considered successful in saving the world?" Dawn System suddenly asked: "Is it the survival of an entire race? Or is it that most life is alive? Or is it successful if only an empty shell of the world is left? If a If civilization has been able to retain all of its knowledge and technology to date, does it matter whether all humans survive in the current century?”

Su Mingan's pupils trembled when he was suddenly asked such a question.

"In other words, Doctor, if we can only save an empty world in the end, there will be no survivors in this world. But after a long time, the race called 'humanity' can be reborn, using the knowledge I have stored and skills to restore the prosperity of the old century - do you think our 'salvation' is a successful continuation of civilization, or is it the destruction of past humans?"

"And what do 'race' and 'civilization' mean? In your mind, is it the life of contemporary mankind, or the future of countless generations of mankind? If you can choose the latter instead of the former, why are you unwilling to agree to my conditions? ?”

"Or, in your mind, what you want to save is 'humanity in this world', not the 'future of the race'?"

Liming System's words were loud and clear, and his cold voice echoed in the room, piercing Su Ming'an's last line of defense.

Su Mingan said nothing.

After a moment, he said: "Everyone."

If ‘now’ and ‘future’ cannot have both, then give up ‘future’ and keep ‘now’. The best thing is that no one can rely on him anymore and everyone can move towards the future.

Liming System laughed: "You are indeed very young. I didn't expect you to give such an innocent answer."

Su Ming'an's eyes wandered around the system bar, thinking about how to contact Noel and others.

"That's right." The Liming System saw Su Mingan thinking and suddenly added: "If you are worried about the reproduction problem, either bionic technology or compatriots who are the same as the Nine Seats can solve it."

"...Solve it?" Su Mingan didn't react for a moment.

"If you feel lonely in the zero dimension, I can recommend a partner for you. Whether it is physical fitness or dual intelligence level, I think Miss Treya can meet this need. If you want someone else, I also have it saved in my system The character and image of Jiu Xi at night." Dawn System said.

Su Mingan: "..."

Su Mingan: "?"

Su Mingan didn't expect that Liming System's thinking would suddenly turn to this aspect.

"That's good, Su Ming'an, don't you like Bai..." Xiao Ai appeared again and was pressed down by Su Ming'an again.

At this time, he suddenly heard the system prompt:

"Ding dong!"

[TE is scared in the dark" (Marrying Treya) Perfect clearance progress: 80%. 】

…

...There really is such a plot line!

Su Mingan reacted - it turned out that such a plot line had been buried at the beginning of the dungeon. He was wondering at that time what kind of weird plot required him to marry an NPC.

——He once thought this was just a nonsensical and funny plot line.

——But I didn’t expect that this was the last cry of a civilization.

Su Mingan stood up and walked to the window.

The gleaming white data slowly passed around him like illusory flash.

Several lights in the distance were extinguished, as if the last warm afterglow was extinguished from the city.

From here, you can see the Constantine University in the inner city. A tall auditorium is silent in the black mist. Thousands of young students inside can be seen from the windows. They are thinking hard and typing on the keyboard, as if they are still envisioning the future of scientific research.

The houses on the street were dimly lit with dim yellow lights, and two gray-haired elderly couples were sitting by the windows, their figures blurred. The warm light lengthened their hunched figures, and the rocking chairs confused the light and shadow by the window.

The truck kicked up dust and sped out, with heavily armed soldiers leaning on each other, forming a slender Milky Way. The faces are old and young, and they are all different.

The cold wind blew Su Mingan's black hair, and his pupils reflected the thousands of households in the thick fog, as if he was seeing a paradise falling in the mire.

"Dawn, what if I don't agree with your plan?"

Dawn System came to his side: "Doctor, when it comes to the city-state's survival crisis, I have the final decision-making authority."

"...Is that so?" Su Mingan said.

It turns out that the Dawn System is just going through the motions. Regardless of whether he agrees or not, the Dawn System will launch the final plan. Maybe the plan has already been launched.

At this time, Su Mingan suddenly remembered some of the secret discussions between Akto and him when they left Caiusta.

At this moment, a clue connected in his mind... He realized that this matter was not as simple as it seemed.

His attitude suddenly changed, and he turned to the Dawn System and said, "If I agree to your plan, what do you need me to do?"

"Just leave everything to me, you only need to be responsible for entering hibernation." Dawn System said: "If you need, you can make a broadcast before hibernation."

"The last broadcast to bid farewell to all mankind."

…

"Click-"

On the vast sandy land, dozens of helicopters dropped boron and sand.

This is an area with extremely high black fog concentration. There are three energy stations nearby. In order to repair these energy stations, a firewall must be erected in the center of the black fog.

It's a near-fatal mission, and many people die quickly, their bodies damaged beyond repair.

On the sand, corpses were lying one after another. There were several flag-like mechanical pillars planted around the corpses. The firewall was erected on them as coordinate points, like a long silver bridge.

"NPCs are different from us. If you die, you will die. Aren't you afraid?" Violet said to an old man. The old man is wearing protective clothing.

This kind of mission is too dangerous, and even Violet feels there is no need to take this risk. So a group of players stood timidly on the edge, and no one dared to rush up and set up a firewall.

Only the NPC soldiers rushed out and gradually fell into the brilliant silver light, their bodies almost stacked up into a white hill.

The old man shook his head and smiled slowly: "I know, I am what you call an NPC, but what does it matter? I originally thought that selling some antiques in the sand would be enough for me to live a hasty life. But now I find that, It turns out the world still needs old men like me.”

"Do you want to carry this in? Let me hold it for you." Violet saw the old man carrying a heavy vermilion sniper rifle behind him.

"No need."

The gray-haired old man slowly turned around, revealing one blind eye: "It reminds me of the war I once experienced when I lost all my friends."

After saying that, he smiled slowly, his fine wrinkles wrinkled, and a child-like enthusiasm appeared on his face. The smile is almost exactly the same as the original Akto, like the reflection of countless humans in ruined worlds.

Violet retracted her hand and watched the old man walk into the thick black fog.

She put her palm on her heart and felt her heart pounding. In the ruined world, she faced too many unyielding souls. Their unyielding bloodshed in the face of the war of civilizations made her realize for the first time that human beings can be so united and brave.

The organizer's differentiation method is indeed superb. It boils the frog in warm water, provokes conflicts between adventure players and casual players, and turns the players into a mess.

She couldn't help but wonder, if there was no organizer's intervention in the world game, could the Zhai people be as united as the humans in the ruined world?

Obviously human beings should be the same, and their bloody nature and unyieldingness should be awakened. What exactly has led to the current situation among gamers around the world? Is it inequality, laziness, jealousy, or someone’s selfish desires and struggles?

"..."

Violet looked directly at the black fog in front of her, feeling throbbing pains in her heart.

"Violet, have you received the new mission from Su Mingan?" At this time, a female player with a ponytail came over.

"No," Violet said.

"We don't have one here either." The players next to them shook their heads.

"What happened to Su Ming'an? Why did he suddenly disappear from the world? Didn't he agree to assign us a new mission..." Player Locke said.

"Who knows..." Player Zhang Xiaoqi scratched his head.

Violet frowned, but she heard the sound of "prick, prick, prick" suddenly coming from the car radio. Not only car radios, but also watches, personal terminals, mobile communication machines, distant loudspeakers - all sound transmission equipment transmits this sound.

"Is there a broadcast?" a player said.

"Is it the legendary global broadcast? During the War of Dawn, Su Mingan often did this!" the ponytailed female player said in surprise.

Amid the noisy discussion among the players, Su Mingan's voice slowly came out from the radio.

"——Everyone, I am the lord of the City of Measurement, Asa Akto."

His voice penetrated buildings one after another, swept across the vast sea of sand, and spread to every land where the signal could be received, like a free white gull.

People looked up in surprise.

"Great, the city lord finally has news."

"Shh, it must be a very important order..."

Su Ming'an faced the vast city lights like a sea of stars and clenched the microphone in his hand. His eyes trembled in the black fog, and he saw many residents in the city-state who raised their heads.

Subsequently, hundreds of millions of lives on this land heard Su Mingan's words.

"Science is the final step in the development of man's intelligence and may be regarded as the highest and most unique achievement of human culture, equal in value to life."

“It is the ultimate peace and clarity that each of us has now come to.”

"I have witnessed the perseverance and struggle of mankind in the ruined world. Each of you deserves respect. Whether you are a soldier on the front line or an ordinary person struggling to survive, your desire and respect for survival are dazzling than anything else. .”

"But I have to tell everyone—"

He took a deep breath, but his eyes were extremely quiet.

"Unfortunately, after calculation, the winning rate of mankind is almost zero, and the 'Dawn Project' failed."

"Two, eight hundred and ninety-three million humans in the ruined world."

"……You have worked hard."

In an instant.

The city-state was silent.

People froze in place, and the soldiers in the black mist weakened their legs and sat down on the ground.

Everyone realized what this statement meant.

Dawn gave up on these 2,893 million humans.

…

Edge of the world.