First Player

Chapter 811 Chapter 810·"TE·Resurrection of All Things (5)"

Su Mingan turned off World Broadcasting.

"Dawn, let's go." He stared at the night of the city and quickly looked away.

At this moment, he suddenly felt dizzy. The picture in front of him cracked like broken glass, and countless sounds poured into his ears.

"..."

He was breathing heavily. What he saw in front of him was no longer a city in the night, but a battlefield with swords and flags. Many bones stood up and turned to look at him.

These bones are old and young, male and female. There are corpses whose heads were shot by sniper rifles, and corpses whose hearts were pierced by blades. There are even more corpses whose bones are charred and black, as if they have been burned by artillery fire.

"It's your fault we're dead."

An unknown voice sounded in his ears:

"Because of your decision-making, we failed to win and our civilization lost to the invaders. This is all your fault."

"You carry the corpse of an entire civilization on your back and survive alone. When you have been waiting for hundreds of millions of years, waiting for human civilization to restart, and when you see those completely unfamiliar faces - will you think of our faces for a moment?"

The sound penetrated into Su Ming'an's brain, and Su Ming'an realized that this was the resonance of Akto's body again. This weird resonance has been there since the beginning of the dungeon, and I don’t know why.

After he declared the defeat of the ruined world, this kind of almost crazy auditory hallucinations and hallucinations came up together. They crazily occupied his suddenly relaxed spirit, like swelling waves, overturning the boat of his thoughts in an instant.

In the blurry field of vision, the piled bones on the battlefield slowly stood up. They held swords and approached him step by step. The barren land and dim stars lay behind them. Further back, there are layers of tombstones.

People used to worship Akto so much. But in the first year of the disaster, so many people rushed to Akto's villa angrily and destroyed Akto with artillery fire.

——Only winning is allowed, no losing is allowed.

To be sincere, to sacrifice 10% of the goodwill like a moth to the flame.

People around me kept leaving and coming, and I watched all this but was unable to stop it. I was always trapped by the public.

This is Asa Aktor.

This is also Su Mingan.

When the defeat of the ruined world was announced to the whole world, the defenses in Su Mingan's mind relaxed for a moment. In an instant, countless pain overwhelmed his reason, and crazy hallucinations surrounded him.

It turns out that Akto's words "You just didn't notice the sequelae" were a reminder before the storm. He had tightened himself too tightly, and when he relaxed a little, his mind instantly lost control.

"..."

"PhD."

"Doctor! Wake up!!"

The sound of the Dawn System penetrated, and Su Mingan felt a pain in his arm. An injection was pushed into his arm, and the hallucination in front of his eyes slowly dissipated.

He stared blankly at the vision that had returned to normal. The feeling just now made him very painful, as if he had fallen into a nightmare like white sand paradise.

He had long known that his mental state was approaching the critical point, but he did not expect that the problem would erupt so suddenly. If the Dawn System hadn't been by his side and injected him with a mental stabilizing drug in time, he didn't even know if he could wake up from the hallucination.

If the first player suddenly went crazy right here, it would be simply dramatic for humans.

Su Mingan looked at the Dawn System.

"Dawn, why do I look so like Akto?"

In every aspect, they are very similar. Even the emotional resonance between him and Akto was so harmonious that it was almost 100% coordinated.

If the compatibility between him and possessed characters before, such as Elaven, Qin Wang, and Su Lin, was only in the category of "relatively similar", in this ninth world, he is almost exactly the same as Akto. It’s almost chilling to think about it.

Dawn System was silent for a while: "It's a coincidence, Doctor."

The chair behind Su Ming'an beeped twice and started automatically, carrying Su Ming'an out of the broadcast room.

"Doctor, I will send you to rest." Dawn System said: "Leave all the next matters to me. I guarantee that when you open your eyes next time, we have arrived at the zero dimension safely. The defeat of mankind is inevitable... This It's not your fault."

"..." Su Mingan said nothing.

As the wheelchair passed by the glass plank road, incandescent lights flashed across Su Ming'an's eyes.

Hundreds of planes streaked across the sky outside the glass plank like jackdaws, with black mist chasing their bodies like falcons hunting white doves.

The fire in the city-state burned the sky brightly, and people sitting in meditation could be seen everywhere. They wore their most beautiful clothes and sat by the firelight, like a ceremony to welcome the end.

Su Mingan saw someone throwing away his work clothes and grabbing a microphone at the street corner and singing loudly as if his throat was being torn out.

Dozens of people also took out drawing boards secretly hidden at home and painted them with paint that was almost drying out.

A group of people holding colorful balloons, wearing 2D-like clothes, running through the blocks shouting loudly, only at this moment do they have light in their eyes.

Emotion and art are inevitable needs of human beings.

But in the city of measurement, people's personalities are assessed from birth. Rather than raising a group of dedicated residents, it is better to say that it has created a series of cold and standardized mechanical parts.

After the word "measurement" disappeared, unprecedented brightness and passion belonging to human beings burst out like an overturning paint tray, which was moving.

——They are obviously about to die, but they seem to have just begun to live.

Su Ming'an's heart felt heavy, as if the weight of an entire civilization that was about to collapse was pressing down on him.

He seemed to see "human beings" walking for a long time and finally reaching the end.

The wheels of the wheelchair rolled, and his vision was blocked by the solid wall, and he could no longer see the crowds outside the glass walkway. The wheelchair automatically pushed him all the way into the dark corridor, the lights behind him getting farther and farther.

"Click——"

The Dawn System followed him for a long time, passed through many layers of invisible membranes, and came very deep underground. Finally, the elevator door opened, and in an ice-white room, a coffin-like hibernation cabin removed its lid, leaking out a large amount of white gas, like frozen nitrogen.

The robot gently lifted Su Mingan's shoulders and put him in. Before lying down, Su Mingan said: "Ling Ming, we may have a final chance to make a comeback."

But if he lies down, there will really be no more.

"Doctor, I saw the look in your eyes just now." The Liming System was referring to when Su Mingan looked at those people just now:

"...In fact, people lived like this before the City of Measurement was established."

Su Mingan said "huh?"

He heard the sadness in its tone.

"At that time, the colors on people's bodies were colorful...the sky was not dark, there was no huge class gap between them, and the upper limit of work had not been sealed. Everyone had the right to climb up." Li Ming slowly said road:

"Later, the rapid development of technology and the rapid improvement of the personality system continued to extend the lifespan of city-states. Joy, sadness, anger... these intense emotions that can lead to emotional overload were erased from the dictionary."

"The relationship between people has become indifferent, and they have gradually become accustomed to using the Internet and keyboards to solve problems, and using virtual pictures and stories to satisfy themselves. As for those arts that are considered useless, those spiritual foods, those beautiful scenery, All gone."

"Doctor, I miss the time when the city-state system was not established yet."

Su Mingan's gaze met the pale eyes of Liming System.

"At that time, you were not the god of the city-state." Su Mingan said.

"But at that time, everyone was warm." Dawn System said.

Su Mingan heard a tremor in its words.

"...Same as now, like the original state of mankind." An indescribable emotion seemed to flash through the eyes of Dawn System:

"Go to sleep."

"In the next new century, I believe our Ship of Theseus will encounter the light, Doctor."

The Dawn System suddenly asked the robot to reach out and push, and Su Mingan leaned back. Before he could sit up again, the door of the hibernation cabin closed with a click.

Su Mingan was lying in the hibernation cabin, feeling as safe as lying in a coffin. He looked at the Dawn System outside the cabin through the transparent glass, and the glass began to be smeared with white mist.

[Hibernation is about to start. 】

[Current cabin temperature: 20°]

…

"At the last moment, I thought you had any other plans." Su Mingan shook his head: "...It turns out there really wasn't any."

"I won't lie to you about this, Doctor." Dawn System said.

"...When I was born, my mission was only to protect this civilization."

With its technological level, whether it is its superb bionic technology or the preservation of all human knowledge and culture, it can theoretically continue human civilization.

From a rational point of view, entering zero dimension is a very correct decision, because after all, there will be a glimmer of hope, a trace of fire left - the wisest people in the world, holding the last information and resources of the world, waiting for this The winning rate of counterattack is definitely greater than one in a billion.

But this choice is cold, suffocatingly cold.

In Su Mingan's blurred vision, Dawn System turned and left.

The room fell into a freezing state due to low energy consumption. Su Mingan felt a slight pain in the back of his neck, as if he had been injected with a hypnotic agent.

In the blur of senses, he gradually lost consciousness.

There seemed to be an invisible film slowly hanging down in the room, covering the underground building, as if everything had fallen into eternal sleep. The young man in the hibernation cabin closed his eyes, as if he was going to sleep for a long time.

ten minutes later.

"Chacha——"

In a place where no one could see, a transparent soul slowly floated out from Su Mingan's body. Invisible puppet threads were pulled around the soul body, pulling the soul body out of Su Mingan's body.

The skill copied from the red-level equipment [Hand of Redemption] - [Puppet Silk].

Noel's skill seems to be most useful in its ability to pull physical objects. But Su Ming'an knew that its most powerful feature was pulling at the soul.

As early as when Noel used this skill to escape from the red-eye state, he used the ability of [Puppet Silk] to control the soul alone, splitting the body and soul into two halves, and controlling them distractedly.

Su Mingan copied Noel's ability - just for moments like this.

The smartest players are good at discovering intentional breaking points in the world game.

With a little thought, you can imagine that the players are neither smarter nor stronger than the people in the ruined world. In fact, the players are timid, cowardly, and afraid of death. The only advantage they have is in their hands. skills.

If the ruined world is doomed, then what advantage do the ten thousand players summoned have to save the world in just twenty days compared to the billions of humans in the ruined world?

Calculating this way, the answer is already obvious.

The advantage of players is simply that they are "players".

——Only the players' abilities that are completely different from the technological world exist above the "world rules".

Even the Dawn System, which monitors everything, cannot discover that there is a soul in the air controlled by the player's skills. Because the concept of "soul and magic" does not exist in the ruined world for the time being.

This is the difference in the "world system", and it is also what Su Ming'an noticed when he copied Noel's skills - the ruined world does not have any restrictions on the "soul". Because the world systems are incompatible.

In other words - actually earlier, when Su Mingan entered the ruined world at the beginning, a system prompt in his ear reminded him of this.

…

[The ninth world is a "specific development copy", which has a large bonus for firearms specialization and a large bonus for scientific strength. The abilities on other sides are somewhat weakened. 】

…

The system prompt that seems inconspicuous at first is actually reminding everyone that your breaking point is here.

Su Mingan lowered his head and saw his body sleeping in the hibernation cabin. This feeling of soul floating in the air is wonderful, like throwing away everything heavy and embracing the long-lost breeze.

He wanted to see the color of his soul, but found that he couldn't see it. The soul extracted in this way seemed to be only transparent.

His initial plan was to leave here first and find a way to contact Noel and the others.

But at this moment,

Su Mingan, who was floating in the air, unexpectedly discovered that there was someone else's soul floating next to him.

——There are no other players here, so why are there other people’s souls?

——Judging from the condition of this soul, it should have been following Su Mingan for a long time.

"Who are you?" Su Mingan asked warily. If he hadn't extracted his soul himself, he might never have discovered that there was someone else's soul following him.

This soul couldn't see its face clearly, and couldn't tell whether it was male or female. It looked like a long and thin white dumpling.

"Finally I see you." The soul reached out to him. It seemed very excited, and the whole soul was trembling like a gluten rabbit:

"First time we meet, I am Captain Mu."

"I miss you so much."