First Player

 Chapter 1022 Chapter One Thousand and Twenty · "The Tenth Week."

Su Mingan failed to open his eyes.

                       After he returned to the file, he was still in the sleeping period. This is also expected.

 There was a girl standing beside him, gently holding his hand.

 And he couldn't open his eyes, couldn't tell her—I already knew everything. He could only sleep - until it happened again. He couldn't even tell why he knew all this.

He wanted to tear his eyelids, tear his lips, tell her with blood-filled eyes and a hoarse voice, I know, I already know everything.

 However, this cannot be done.

It was as if he was wrapped in a silent shell. The thick shell blocked his vision, strangled his ability to make sounds in his throat, and restricted the movement of his limbs - he was like a butterfly unable to break out of its cocoon. , struggling until he almost suffocated.

He seemed to hear the voice in his heart, as if there was a voice that kept crying. The crying made him upset. When he listened carefully, he suddenly realized that the voice was very similar to his own.

 In the end, fate has not changed.

However, in the final confrontation, Su Mingan said this to the gods:

　　…That’s it.”

"I'm curious about where your confidence lies." The **** didn't pay attention to his words and just brought him to the prophetic stone wall.

 Everything began to reset, everything began to look back - and he stretched out his hand with all his strength, trying to keep something, but those deep-seated images and familiar sounds... quickly passed away like sand washed away by a river.

However, he laughed, laughed loudly - this week really couldn't go on, but sooner or later in the following weeks, he would accidentally think of the previous memories like he did now. If he remembered it even once - if he remembered it just once - he would know what to do.

 He already has a plan in mind.

 After all, he is also a "player".

 …

 Time goes back to February 3, 827.

The dungeon opens on the 31st day.

 The tenth week of the world.

“…Have you done enough bleeding?” A voice came from the blur of consciousness.

　　　…”

Su Mingan blinked.

Jamel Xiao held his pipe and squinted his eyes: "What a strange look in my eyes...don't you remember me? Or have you finally collapsed?"

　　　…”

 Everything is as it was at the beginning.

 The city tower in the distance stands on the eaves facing the sky. Her expression was dull and gloomy, and her fingers almost bled.

"It's still...reset, right?" She raised her head: "This is the tenth time..."

 She thought she would never wake up again, but it ended up being reset anyway.

She saw from a distance that the fake Nuoer woman fabricated by the gods arrived, and she and Su Mingan fled into the red building.

Chaoyan remembered that in the fifth week, Su Mingan also suspected that the woman's Noel was fake. But now in the tenth week, Su Mingan is no longer suspicious at the beginning, because this fake Noel has almost no flaws.

 The spirit is like a qualified speaker, imitating each character to look more and more like him. By the tenth week, it was difficult to tell the difference between the real person and the fake one.

 “Are you going to give up?” Chaoyan knew that it was already the tenth week and there was almost no possibility of breaking the game. The gods already know them so well, almost like they know the characters in a book.

 But...if she just gives up, what can she do?

 Or... continue that hopeless rescue? Let him "meet" her for the first time again?

  Has...meaning? Those pains of infinite death, those struggles in the torrent of fate, those promises of "don't forget" over and over again...

She stood blankly in the dark night, like a roosting crow, like the flames that burned her body again every time.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　ification.

With a crisp sound, a butterfly kite hit her calf. She lowered her head and saw that it was a child who sneaked out to fly kites at night. This child was really brave.

"Beautiful sister! Beautiful sister! What are you doing standing at such a high place? Be careful!" The fat child shouted: "Can you help me throw the kite down? Sister, you are so beautiful!"

 …this little brat.

Chaoyan's heavy mood was actually dispersed by this. She unconsciously pursed her lips and smiled, and then she realized the smile on her face.

 A tear appeared between her pupils, and she suddenly realized that she actually still loved this world. No matter which world it is, no matter how far away it is.

 Because—if she doesn't act, no one can help him. The huge world seemed empty, with billions of people, but in fact no one could stand by his side.

She stood on the high eaves, crying and laughing - this time, she looked like a madman from the beginning.

"Pretty sister, why are you crying? Stop crying..." The fat boy looked at the tears on her face and took out a square handkerchief with some mung bean cakes wrapped in it.

 “I’m not crying...” Chaoyan wanted to smile. She couldn't be thought of as crazy, he wouldn't trust her. He trusted people who were emotionally stable more, she had always known that.

"Beautiful sister, I'll treat you to a snack, can you come down? It's very dangerous up there, and I don't want the kite anymore..." The fat boy raised his head, held his plump chin, and shouted loudly.

Chaoyan landed with a "bang", holding the butterfly paper kite in her hand. She took a bite of the mung bean cake. It was sweet. This time, she would not swallow them directly.

“…the smell of the starry sky.” She said with tears in her eyes.

“Ah? What starry sky?” The boy touched his head.

“The sweet taste is the taste of the starry sky. It’s like candy.” Chao Yan said with a smile.

"Oh, oh..." The little boy didn't understand her words and just kept touching his head to cover up his embarrassment.

 She gave him the kite and looked up at the sky.

 The sky above Lou Yue is particularly beautiful, vaguely dotted with a few twinkling stars. She took one mung bean cake in one mouthful, eating it while crying, and walked towards the end of the street. The sweet and bitter taste choked and flowed in her throat at the same time, as if telling her - stop crying. “Beautiful sister—” the boy shouted from behind.

 “Yeah.” Chaoyan didn’t look back.

 “Be safe—!” the boy yelled.

 “Yeah.” Chaoyan responded with a smile and walked straight into the night.

 She never looked back.

 …

 【Chao Yan’s inner notes:】

 【Game Week: Week 10】

 【Game Difficulty: Extremely High】

  【Dungeon opened: Day 31. 】

  【Number of game days: the first day, early morning. 】

　　【Internal Note: Look at him from a distance and see if the plot is different. 】

 …

 In the early morning of the first day, when Su Mingan opened the first chapter of "Lou Yue Kingdom", Chao Yan was at the scene. She stood under the shade of the palace trees, quietly watching this scene that had been repeated for the tenth time. No one noticed her, she was like a shadow that always followed Su Ming'an, always not far from him, but never seen by him.

 Even though the concubines and maids nearby were shocked by the white lotus, Chao Yan was very calm.

She finally understood why the gods maintained an extremely indifferent attitude towards everything and didn't even bother to listen to people's cries and prayers. Because in His eyes, many things have happened countless times. It’s hard to feel the initial touch and empathy for something like this that happens again and again, just like watching a movie that keeps replaying.

 Just like she is now. Seeing Bai Lian working so hard for the tenth time, her heart became dull.

"It seems that the plot has not changed." Chaoyan turned and left: "Compared with the previous episode, what fine adjustments will the gods make...I need to continue to observe."

ˆ Retaining a full ten weeks of memory, she possesses an extremely rich amount of information.

Only she knows that this Li Guoshi of Louyue Kingdom is not Li Mingyue in this world, but just a kind of original "Li Mingyue".

 Hence, Li Mingyue, the national teacher of Louyue Junior High School, always maintains an indifferent and ruthless attitude. The current godfather, Li Mingyue, will be a little gentler. Because their experiences are different - one is a national teacher who has experienced many vicissitudes and has achieved immortality, and the other is a godfather who has always protected his students.

However, as the game continues to be played, the two of them will become more and more similar. Every time a player clears the Dream Patrol game, it is intensifying the integration between the two worlds of "the real world" and the "game" - the reason why these two worlds are so similar to each other is because "Louyue Kingdom" has gone through ten years of development. After clearing the level for the first time, the integration between "Louyue Kingdom" and the real world has been very high. The lines of cause and effect are constantly entangled, causing the two worlds to begin to influence each other, like a kind of... world line convergence.

Chao Yan remembered that in the first week, the National Preceptor Li Mingyue still had dark hair. By the tenth week, it was exactly the same as the white hair of Li Mingyue in the current world.

"God...even if ten weeks have passed, I haven't seen the whole picture of your overall situation..." Chaoyan said to himself.

 …

 【Chao Yan’s inner notes:】

　　【Number of game days: first day, night. 】

　　【Inner Note: Still watching him from a distance, looking for the right moment to "meet" him for the first time. come on! This week’s project must be a success! 】

 …

 At night, after sending Su Luoluo, who was suffering from hypoglycemia, home, Su Mingan suddenly had auditory hallucinations.

  【First player...】

　　【World Game...】

 “Who!” Su Mingan was immediately alert and began to search everywhere.

Chaoyan stood on the treetop, looking at him from a distance through the glass.

 —You are still as sharp as ever.

She remembered that in the sixth week, Su Mingan recited important information hundreds of times before being reset. Fortunately, this was not in vain, and it seemed to have retained some vocabulary in his brain. In extremely low mental states, they become confusing auditory hallucinations.

 In the seventh week, these auditory hallucinations came into play. Su Mingan recalled some vague memories and stayed away from the gods.

 However, this is the tenth week, and the gods have blocked this road in advance, so the person beside Su Mingan now is Xinyue. Xinyue was a person sent by the gods. With her comfort, she used the reason "people who hear strange sounds will go crazy" to make Su Ming'an stop doubting and not recall any memories.

Chao Yan looked at this scene with a solemn expression - Su Mingan and Xinyue hugging each other gently, like the warmth between friends. He didn't know that Xinyue was a trap carefully designed by the enemy. It was difficult for him to think of the possibility of "killing at the beginning".

Who would have thought that this kind of friendly character who acts like a novice guide would be a trap full of malicious intentions for the enemies in the previous game?

 So Chaoyan knows—she is playing an extreme game with increasing difficulty. Each failure will make the enemy more perfect in the next game. The methods that could have been used to break the situation will gradually be blocked.

 “This time…must…succeed.”

 She made a promise to herself for the tenth time.

 …

 【Chao Yan’s inner notes:】

　　【Number of game days: The next day, early morning. 】

　　【Inner Note: As an orphan girl from a small village, I "met" him for the first time, so I must leave a good impression this time! By the way... He likes people who are emotionally stable and kind-hearted, and who also have a certain sense of mystery...]

 …

 She wanted to see him again countless times.

She thought about the taste of that Italian candy countless times. In ten weeks, she had only eaten his candy once. This shows that in the remaining nine weeks, she never really entered his heart.

Countless times she wanted to look at the beautiful starry sky with him and ask him to tell her what the Fate Festival was.

She wanted to see his pure smile countless times.

"You are really, really... so difficult to conquer... Su Mingan..." Chaoyan covered his eyes and smiled softly.

 (End of this chapter)