First Player

No. 81 “TE·All things come to life (13)” (Thanks to the leader of “Tinglang丶”)

Su Ming'an has long been accustomed to facing people's eyes.

When he stood as the only bright spot in the dark world, all eyes were focused on him. Whether it's admiration, jealousy, admiration, or hatred.

"The city lord said that he would use the Dawn System to exchange for the survival of 100 million people in our world?" Residents whispered among the blocks.

"The current population is over 2.8 billion. With a probability of survival of one in twenty-eight, it won't be my turn no matter what."

"Twenty-eight billion, only 100 million left? Then I definitely won't survive."

"this……"

Among the billowing dark clouds, Su Ming'an seemed to be standing in the center of the storm. When he raised his head high, an excited voice came from above the sky:

"Are you serious? Akto, I can promise you first that I will leave behind the lives of 100 million people in the ruined world. You can decide this survival list."

Before Su Mingan could speak, another different voice sounded from the sky:

"Actor, choose me. I can also agree to this bet and use the Dawn System to make equal bets with 100 million people. I promise not to harm your 100 million people."

"I was the first to make a promise to Akto, Akto should promise me." The previous voice sounded.

"No, who you choose depends on his own wishes. Akto, if you make a deal with me, it is not a bad idea to increase the number of survivors to 110 million. The conditions I give you are more superior, you should choose to deal with me cooperate."

Su Mingan listened to the conversation between the two people in the sky.

He glanced down, and there was a low pressure in the air. The heavy rain completely wetted his frozen robe. He put down his bruised hand and put his fingers on the warm baby. There was no warmth there.

The streets and alleys of the city-state were crowded with people, and even the people hiding in the houses came out to watch this scene. Everyone's eyes are confused and helpless. The old man holds the child's hand and the young couple hugs each other. They are like lambs awaiting judgment, waiting for their "god" to negotiate with the "god" of another civilization.

In the black mist, bursts of dim red light flashed, which were thousands of mechanical armies that had long since fallen asleep. They fell to the ground like the remains of civilization.

"Asa Aktor. Choose me, and I will treat your people well," the voice from before promised.

"Asa Akto. Choose me. I can increase the survival limit of 10 million people." The voice followed closely.

"Asa Akto. I think I also have the capital to trade with you. If you need food and heating, I can provide it to you after the war..."

"Asa Akto..."

More and more sounds followed, like hyenas fighting for prey.

Listening to these greedy voices, Su Mingan raised the corners of his lips, then quickly put them down.

"Su Mingan, stop. I can make the same promise to you. If you want 100 million people to survive, I can also promise you." At this time, the god finally spoke.

"A Du." Su Mingan shouted, interrupting the god's words.

"Here we come, An Jiang!" A Du's image quickly appeared from his watch.

"Don't you have games in your function? Opening," said Wenming Su Mingan.

"Ah?" Ah Du looked at the situation... This situation didn't look like it was suitable for playing games. It glanced at the rolling black sky above, then at the tall buildings below, and finally opened "Civilization 6" timidly.

A virtual screen appeared in front of Su Mingan, with a voice-activated operating system.

"Su Mingan, what do you mean?" God said.

"It's for you to play with." Su Mingan said, "You have nothing to do here, just go and play games."

"..." The god was silent for a while: "There is no need to use this method to try to anger me."

"You are very unwilling." Su Mingan said.

Although the two have opposing positions, Su Mingan believes that if he were in the position of a god, he would do the same thing - to survive at all costs for his own civilization, even to plunder other civilizations. The gods have been invading the ruined world for so long, and now they are just short of the final harvest. The fruits of victory are about to be stolen by others. Of course, the gods are not willing to accept it.

"Do you think I am unwilling because they want to compete for my position?" God said.

"Isn't it?" Su Mingan said.

The god paused for a moment, seeming to take a breath.

When he spoke, his tone was much lower:

"The first person who spoke to you was a conspiracy careerist. He was rampant in my civilization and killed thousands of people who opposed him. He was once controlled by a large organization. When he developed his own With such power, he backhandedly killed everyone in that large organization, even the newborn babies."

"The second person you talk to is a vain woman. She always uses civilization and righteousness as a guise to brainwash those who think they are upright. Those who follow her are like a group of religious fanatics. Anyone who opposes them will be punished. Treated as heretics and persecuted to death."

"The third person to talk to you is my mother. She is a lunatic. She thinks that if she controls me, she controls the entire civilization. She only wants to be the person in power and does not want to assume responsibilities and obligations. All she sees is The control and desire for me.”

"So, Su Mingan - should I be willing to hand over the future of my civilization to these people?"

Su Mingan was slightly startled.

For some reason, when he heard the god's chilling words, he thought for a moment that he was the one who would say such words.

——Should I be willing?

——Leave the future of my civilization to these people?

Because the brightness of the building was too high, his vision was completely white, and the ground beneath his feet shone like diamonds.

"..."

He tried to look down, but all he could see was the thick night fog. You can't see the streets, nor can you see the millions of people who are blocked. At this time, every word he speaks, every concession he makes, and every decision he makes will affect the lives of hundreds of millions of people.

The combined weight of these people is enough to crush anyone.

"God, you are not willing to give in." Su Mingan's voice was very soft: "But I am not willing to give in either."

"What are you unwilling to give in to? Why are you unwilling to give in? Why do you have to bear the responsibility of civilization?" God slowed down his tone:

"Su Ming'an, when you hand over the Dawn System to those people, you will no longer have room to fight back. When [Tavi] officially enters the ruined world, the fate of the 100 million of you can only be driven to the edge of the world, exiled, and Oppressed, treated as inferiors. Those people can cut your flesh with soft knives, slowly starve and freeze you to death, or use years of technological and class crushing to rule you and turn you into slaves."

"At that time, will you gain the gratitude of the 100 million people who survive? Maybe, but most people will definitely hate you, abuse you, and even want to kill you. Every second of living is torture for them, However, the righteousness of 'civilization survival' requires them to live and reproduce, and then let their descendants become inferior people for generations to come. They hold the hope of reviving civilization but are humiliated and oppressed for a lifetime."

"And you will be the most painful. Without the Dawn System, who do you regard as their 'god'? When someone begins to regret, someone begins to resist in the desperate situation of extreme hunger, directing their anger towards you who made the decision in the first place - you What can you do to appease them? They won’t care if you saved the lives of 100 million of their people, they will only think that you killed the remaining 2.7 billion people.”

"This is civilization, this is human nature. Su Ming'an."

"You are only nineteen years old, you have no obligation to make this decision. Let it go."

After the god finished speaking, there was silence in Su Mingan's ears.

My ears were frozen to the point of unconsciousness, hung with ice that had not melted. Su Mingan raised his wrist little by little, his eyes fixed on the six patterns on the back of his hand, and he stared at them for a long time.

"Nineteen years old." Su Mingan said: "Actor was also nineteen years old when he died under public fire."

"So you want to be him?" said the god. "Become a fleeting dawn?"

"No." Su Mingan shook his head:

"Dawn has its place."

"I will not be the dawn itself."

…

【Eden Bionic Core Laboratory】

[198km from Central Building]

A khaki shadow passed through the mechanical wall and rushed through the mechanisms. Any coded door that could not be cracked was blasted open with fire. After a violent breakthrough, Su Lin arrived at an ice-white room.

This is the Eden Bionic Core Laboratory located on the edge of the City of Measurement. Su Lin opened the door and saw rows of sealed hibernation cabins that looked like wooden piles.

He opened these hibernating cabins one by one, until when he was about to open the eighth hibernating cabin, the Dawn System emerged behind him.

"Trespasser, you do not have the authority to enter here, please leave here." Dawn System said.

Su Lin ignored the dawn system. He opened the hibernation cabin directly and saw a sleeping body in the cabin. This body was quietly soaked in the bright green liquid, with its hair hanging down and its eyes closed.

"Trespasser, I repeat, you do not have entry permission, please leave here." The Dawn System floated to his side.

Su Lin still ignored it.

He stared at the body and whispered: "I see... This is how the 'Quantum Ghost' is created. Through stimulation techniques such as high heat and severe cold, the human consciousness is subjected to great pain, allowing the consciousness to escape from the body and merge into the human body. The gap left in advance in the lower dimensions creates an electronic ghost that does not exist in any dimension visible to the naked eye. The dawn code is this gap left in advance."

He took the body out of the hibernation cabin, and the golden light around him fluctuated. The next moment, the body disappeared, and he didn't know where he hid it.

After doing all this, he raised his head: "Dawn System, I have a question."

Dawn System: "..."

Su Lin said: "The collective unconscious refers to the universal human spirit of countless similar experiences retained by inheritance. It is a possibility, accumulated in the human brain organization in the form of an unclear memory, more like Primordial images or distant echoes of man’s primal consciousness. Dawn System, have you heard of this concept of the collective unconscious?”

Dawn System: "Trespasser, I have no obligation to answer your questions."

Su Lin said: "I seem to vaguely understand your form of existence. Dawn System, if I guessed correctly, there will be a similar you in [Tavi]."

Dawn System said: "I don't understand you. In the words of your players, your current behavior can be summarized in one word, that is, 'The Riddler'."

Su Lin smiled, closed the hibernation hatch, and left the Garden of Eden. Dawn System stood there and watched him go away. The white light in its eyes was mixed, and finally it slowly returned to calm.

…

【Outer City Hepingge Hospital】

[12km from Central Building]

"I regret to inform you that your condition of type 2 rose blood syndrome is already advanced."

In the white space, the doctor slowly pushed a disease notice to the patient:

"There is currently no effective treatment for this disease, and it can only delay the time of death. If you buy specific drugs, a course of treatment lasts seven days, and each course of treatment costs 10 yuan, you should be able to live a few more months."

"My monthly income is not even 1 yuan." The patient replied softly: "If it is not cured, how long can you live? Just tell me, it doesn't matter."

The doctor shook his head: "It's already in the advanced stage. All the organs in the body are deteriorating rapidly, and the lungs can't breathe. You can live for up to two months. You have delayed treatment for too long. You should have come to the hospital as early as when you first started coughing... But even for the initial medicine, 1 Weihe is not enough.”

"Thank you, doctor." The patient stood up politely and bowed: "It's amazing that you can still work at such a time."

"Maybe I won't survive even two months, and I will die today." The doctor smiled bitterly: "If the city lord really succeeds in negotiating with [Tavi], 100 million people can survive, and if both parties share the same technology, then Maybe your illness will be cured. [Tavi's] medical level is definitely much better than ours."

"..." The patient turned and left the room, clutching her illness notice.

"The cat in my arms is quite cute." The doctor said afterward.

"Thank you." The patient replied politely.

In front of him is a cold white corridor. Walking in such a corridor and smelling the smell of disinfectant, the patient feels as if he is in a white vortex. There is no end or end in sight. Life seems to be like this long corridor. I don’t know which door will end.

There were many people around her who had finished their medical treatment. They did not dare to leave the hospital and sat together at the door like a camp, looking at the black mist outside the door.

"If [tavitin] can coexist with us, there will be a treatment plan for my disease." A white-haired old man next to him had a sick look on his face.

"Who doesn't want to live?" Another patient said: "But according to this probability, even if you survive, the family will be broken up. Is such a survival still meaningful?"

"I don't understand civilized bets. Anyway, my grandson must live to continue the family line. If there is no grandson among the 100 million people selected by the city lord, I will rush out, rush to the Central Building, and kill him head-on, with blood splattering on him. " said an old lady in a flowered cotton-padded jacket.

At this time, everyone suddenly heard a "didi" sound on the back of their necks.