First Player

  Chapter 1026 Chapter 1024·“Kill me.”

His eyes were fixed on the waves crashing in front of him, and Alice's voice came to his ears:

 “Sir Detective.”

Su Mingan raised his head stiffly, as if controlling a vegetative state. Everything around him felt extremely cold, as if ants were gnawing at his heart.

He was shocked by Chaoyan's last move—she deliberately placed her head on his abdomen, which was the position closest to the bomb.

So much so that when the bomb exploded, she died one second faster than him.

 That is, in this second—due to the mechanism of [killing a person, you will obtain the person's memory], Su Mingan obtained all her memories in that second. Although it was only a quick glance, and he only had a second of browsing time, he already knew what happened in the past.

 —She walks around and retains memories.

 —When his memory is repeatedly flushed, she becomes his memory storage. When she is killed by him, he can take over all her memories.

 However, if this move is really effective, why has Su Mingan not succeeded even once in the previous nine weeks? Hadn't he done something similar?

"Sir Detective, we have been lying on the beach for a long time. Is it time to leave?" Alice was lying on the beach, her hair wet and dripping with water.

Su Mingan moved his sight slowly but carefully, and the angle of his vision turned little by little, fearing that if his vision moved too fast, he would suddenly see a heart-stopping god.

 Finally, he slowly checked his surroundings—no gods were seen around him.

 —Is it your own retracement that is triggered?

-Yeah?

He almost has PTSD. Whenever he sees the god's flying white hair, his eyes that are so cold and inorganic, and hears his calm voice - he will subconsciously feel fear in his heart. Even if his reason allows him to overcome this fear.

The sea breeze was blowing, and the current time was when he and Alice were washed up on the beach by the waves, and they had not yet gone to the country of Homulier to find the black magpie for the bomb.

 The waves kept caressing his stiff body, and he closed his eyes slightly - suddenly a shadow was cast on his head.

“…!” His heart stopped for a moment, and he subconsciously clasped his fingers on the sand when he heard a familiar voice.

 “...how many times?” asked the owner of the shadow.

Su Ming'an slowly let go of his hand and remembered - this is Su Wensheng. Su Wensheng should indeed appear at this time.

 “...the first time.” Su Mingan answered again.

He knew what Su Wensheng would say next. Su Wensheng would provide news about Huo Muli'er, persuade Su Ming'an to go to Black Magpie for help, and then walk to the prophecy stone wall.

Su Wensheng touched his chin.

Su Mingan closed his eyes. Next, he needed to avoid himself and walked to the prophecy stone wall. At the same time, he has to find Chaoyan... He finally knows everything she has done, and he wants to become a companion with her. As long as we keep going together, we will always succeed.

 “Really? First time?” Su Wensheng pinched his chin.

 Su Wensheng’s words are no different from those of Zhou Mu before. This made Su Ming'an feel relieved. It seemed that it was not Xiao Su's retreat that was triggered.

Su Mingan stood up slowly. He knew that Su Wensheng would mention the affairs of Huo Mulier Kingdom next.

 …

["Really? The first time?" Su Wensheng pinched his chin: "I will indeed keep the memory of your return, but these memories will not be very clear. They will only let me vaguely know that you have returned. Now I really feel You have never checked back, but...you look very tired. But you said, is this the first time?"]

 …

 Come on, let’s talk.

Su Mingan already knew what Su Wensheng was about to say. He wiped the seawater off his body and planned what to do next.

"But..." Su Wensheng touched his chin and paused for a moment. He looked around and blinked:

“Why do I feel vaguely that this is not the first time... Su Ming’an, have you really never triggered Xiao Su’s retracement?”

 A thin drizzle began to fall in the sky, hitting Su Ming'an's eyelids.

Su Mingan’s expression froze.

 He felt that everything around him seemed to be involved in a summer night storm, shaking endlessly, and his vision also began to shake and tilt.

…What.

Su Wensheng's confused look reflected in his eyes. He knew that Su Wensheng shouldn't say such things. If you say something like this, it means...

The fear in his heart was instantly amplified. He held back his rapid breathing and slowly turned back. He saw—

 "Sir Detective...?" Alice shook Su Ming'an's hand: "Are you okay? Are you too cold..."

 —A cluster of white shadows in the distance.

 The next second, the white shadow was very close to him.

The cold voice, the faint smile, the frightening eyes.

 “It’s a pity that I blocked you, Su Ming’an.”

 The sound of wind, rain, waves, Alice's exclamation, and his own breathing that filled his ears.

　One sound after another, dull, cold, and silent.

His hair was swaying gently in the sea breeze, dancing playfully, but he was like a stone rooted on the beach, stiff and cold.

 He suddenly noticed that the light in the sky was very dark, as if it was very late. And if he triggers his own death reversal, the time will not be so late, because he remembers that the critical time point is when he just washed up on the beach. But Alice said that they had been lying on the beach for a long time.

 The details were slowly brought back to his mind, and he finally realized unavoidably that what he had triggered was still Xiaosu's return file.

 He doesn’t know how to trigger his retracement. In the past, he thought it was the difference between suicide and homicide, but this time it was Xiao Su's reverse gear that was triggered, which confused him. Is it a difference in acceptance of death?

 The key time for Xiaosu to return to work is four o'clock in the afternoon.

 The critical time for his own death was three o'clock in the afternoon.

 There was only an hour in between.

Even if he triggers his own death rewind, Su Wensheng will still appear and tell him about the Huo Mulier Kingdom an hour ago. As long as he shows his unwillingness to approach the prophetic stone wall, the gods will take action. And, most importantly - he can't turn back now.

 The spirit is close at hand, there are no bombs in his body, and his death has been completely forbidden. I'm afraid that before he woke up, the gods had been watching him, giving him hope and then destroying it.

 —This is a place of complete isolation.

 Xiao Jingsan is not around, and neither is Li Mingyue. There is only one Alice, an Alice controlled by the gods.

 —He was completely blocked at this save point.

Su Mingan’s eyes trembled, and he once again met the eyes of God.

“—The look in your eyes makes me vaguely feel that you seem to know a lot of things.” The **** said.

“Ah, yes.” Su Mingan said slowly. His voice was so hoarse that he shocked himself.

"This journey is a bit regretful. Let's start our eleventh meeting." The **** said.

 The voice of the gods was neither mocking nor provocative, just the silence of a starry night. He never took pleasure in appreciating Su Ming'an's pain, but only wanted to achieve a satisfactory ending.

　　　…”

Su Mingan said nothing. He just stared at the gods calmly.

 The voices of Li Yuxuan and others came from the headset. They were searching for the Holy City. Yamada Machichi was fighting against the alien royal family, and he discussed sending an airship to blow them up. The wristwatch flashed slightly, conveying Lu Shu's greetings. However, these are no longer important.      —gods.”

 The lighthouse on the beach suddenly lit up, and a figure walked out of the lighthouse. Her hair was dyed the color of fire, and she was covered in flames.

 When Su Mingan returned, she rushed to him immediately.

"Chaoyan. You are burning your life again. This reminds me of your predecessor, who was also a... very rebellious child." The **** said: "But it's useless. This is not a world where you are strong enough to disobey. "

The feeling of powerlessness in this world is extremely strong. Even if you are strong enough, it is difficult to change your destiny.

Just like Chaoyan, she burns her life to the extreme, and her combat power can reach more than 5,000, but the problem will not be solved because of her strength, because their real enemy is only fate.

 “Chao Yan.” Su Mingan said: “Kill me.”

His voice was neither loud nor quiet, enough for both people to hear.

 The **** looked sideways and simply said: "It's useless."

-useless.

—The save point has been completely blocked. Even if Su Mingan's own rollback is triggered, it is only an hour ahead of schedule. One hour doesn't change anything.

 “It’s useless.” Chaoyan also shook his head. Apart from making Su Mingan more painful, there is no point.

 “Kill, come.” Su Mingan said.

 He couldn't commit suicide himself, the gods were too close to him. But Chaoyan might be able to do it. With all her strength, she could die with him.

Based on the experience of the previous nine weeks, he thought of a possibility of breaking the situation.

 “Your stubbornness is sometimes puzzling to me.” said the spirit. He has seen thousands of people in this world, but rarely sees people like Su Ming'an. Very rare, very special. He could see nothing broken, all roads had been blocked.

Chaoyan raised her sword, and her whole body burned with painful flames.

 Once again... again. Fierce flames. It's the same pain every time. The fierce fire dyed the sky red, covering it into a beautiful color like burning clouds.

Su Mingan raised his head, and the firelight shone on his pupils - the pupils were full of brilliance. The sound of wind in my ears was burning.

 “I’m sorry, Chaoyan.” At this time, Su Mingan spoke.

 I'm sorry I forgot about you so many times.

  I'm sorry I made you suffer so many burns.

 I forgot the promise of the stars.

 And she just smiled, the blade of the sword was filled with increasingly strong fire:

"…It doesn't matter."

“Anyway, your Italian candy has been burned long ago.”

 …

 【TE6·"The world is floating in the air, and the blessings will reach dawn" (within twenty days, "Chao Yan" will not die): 5%]

 …

 …This TE, which was 0 from beginning to end, actually increased by 5%.

 The sword blade from high in the sky slashed down against the wind.

Su Mingan closed his eyes, but a smile remained on his lips.

 …

  【Lord God World】

The streets are silent.

The sun sets, and the fragrance of osmanthus floats in the air.

The live broadcast screens hanging on the buildings still show the live broadcasts of adventure players, but most of the live broadcasts are concentrated on one person.

People sometimes stand in front of the live broadcast screen for a long time and then sigh lowly. Someone will yell, trying to get sound into the screen. Some people will deliberately glance away to prevent themselves from seeing the picture on the live broadcast screen, as if nothing happened.

"The Human Self-Salvation Alliance... is a human organization established? Okay, I understand. I have indeed had the idea of ​​​​leaving the United League recently. I will talk to you in detail when I have time to discuss the issues of treatment and cooperation." Aini hung up the phone. , adjusted his suit and walked out of the office building.

Light rails have been set up in the city, and the latest airships are suspended in the sky.

 Aini walked into a coffee shop, and the person he had made an appointment with was already waiting for him.

The white-haired young man is still wearing a mage-like robe, with a blue rose embroidered on his chest, and a pair of ice-white eyes that are particularly transparent. He touched the coffee cup lightly with his hand, took a sip, and cast his somewhat sad eyes out the window.

 The setting sun fell between them, and there were shadows of people outside the window.

 “Look north, I’m here.” Aini sat on the chair.

 “Hmm.” Bei Wang said briefly.

Aini could see the marks of perfect clearance on the back of Beiwang's hand—eight complete ones, but the eighth one was extremely faint, as if it had faded.

Ani stretched out his hand and looked at the back of his right hand - he also had four perfect clearance marks, and the fourth one also looked lighter in color.

“You also achieved perfect clearance in the tenth world?” Bei Wang said.

“Well, that’s it.” Aini pointed at his fourth mark of perfect clearance.

"As long as... you listen to the gods, it seems easy. It's easier than before." Bei Wang tried his best to speak: "It seems... in every parallel copy, someone has achieved perfect clearance. It's unprecedented. It's like, the gods, give us a gift Welfare."

 “Yeah.” Aini’s expression was always gloomy.

"However, this mark of perfect clearance... looks very light. It has never been seen before." Beiwang touched this mark that seemed to have faded.

“It doesn’t matter. Even if the color is very light, it’s still a perfect level. Maybe it’s because the difficulty is too low, so the color is a little lighter,” Aini said.

 “…Hmm.” Beiwang said.

Their faces were covered with blurry occlusion effects, and no one noticed them.

 Only the sound of burning flames can be heard on the live broadcast screen hanging in the cafe.

 “Isn’t the other person you invited here yet?” Aini said.

"Not yet...huh? Here we are." Looking north, he saw the person coming from the door.

 The person who came had black hair, a small braid hanging down the back of his neck, and his golden eyes were extremely calm. He pulled up a chair and sat down, moving quickly and looking impatient.

 “I’m here. I have something to say.” Su Lin said.

“—Su Lin, you’re here.” Aini raised his head and said, “Come sit down, we’ll just have a chat...”

 He pointed at the live broadcast screen:

　　…Su Mingan.”

 (End of this chapter)