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Chapter 1055 Chapter One Thousand and Fifty Three · "All things come to life."

　Su Mingan resurrected many people.

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[Passive skill (Utopia): From now on, you can retrieve history through personal experience (touching antiques, studying ancient paintings, contacting folk songs of the old era, consulting the old about the past, exploring ruins, etc.), and store history in your mind. 】

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 Heart blood + soul ferry is equivalent to a large c drive + computer. When Su Mingan read the lives of fifty fire bearers, their information formed the blood of the heart.

 The second person he resurrected was Tang, the former leader of the Human Self-Salvation Alliance.

After Tang stood up, he gave him a calm and soft smile: "Send hello to you, Old God. It seems that we are really going to spring."

Su Mingan had a very strange feeling. Watching the characters in these images truly come to him gave him a feeling of "creation". Creating life has been God's domain since time immemorial, and He has been involved.

 The third person to resurrect is Su Shize, the former deputy minister of the Ministry of Urban Protection.

“…It turns out that there will be a day when I will see the world again.” Su Shize still wore the evil ghost mask and Tang’s clothes, with a withered white morning flower on his chest.

 The fourth and fifth resurrected were Su Lixian and Yi Zhongyu’s mother Lin Yuzi.

The moment Lin Yuzi stood up, Yi Zhongyu couldn't help but walk up. Although he knew that this might not be the mother who had come back from the dead, as long as Schrödinger's cat's box was not opened, the cat's death was not destined.

Su Lixian next to him kept looking at Su Mingan. Even though Su Mingan was wearing a human skin mask, she seemed to be able to feel something.

 The sixth person to be resurrected is Dr. Su from Daoya City. Dr. Su did not choose to participate in this war, but decided to return to Daoya City.

"I don't know what the essence of life is, and I don't know if I am resurrected from the dead." Dr. Su murmured: "But... my memory tells me that there is a child who likes to play with dolls still in the basement of Daoya City. Wait for me, he has been waiting for me to go back to see him...Old God, thank you for letting us come back to the world."

“When you get back, please give me something.” Su Mingan took out the rag doll that he had put away for a long time—the doll he bought for Xiao before the college entrance examination.

Dr. Su left with the doll.

 Subsequently, Su Mingan resurrected the lives he had stored one by one.

 In the old days of 779, scientific researcher Tina. In the old days of 779, politician Ruth. In the old days of 784, Northern General Yang Jiayu. In the old days of 784, the priest Wyclef. In the old days of 788, the painter Fujisaki Nanaka. In the old days of 794, the messenger Bartholomew. In the old days of 797, white-collar worker Shen Yuqing...

 One by one, figures woke up in the dark land, with different hair colors and skin colors... Those who were good at treatment went to the treatment team. Those who were good at research went to the Central Research Institute. Those who were good at talisman and seal script went to the army.

 The first reaction of people after resurrection is to contact their families. However, too much time has passed, and when many people wake up, they are already alone and without anyone around them.

"Mom... has passed away...?" The tablet in Shen Yuqing's hand fell to the ground.

 She looked at the date on the tablet in disbelief and knelt on the ground.

Su Mingan couldn't hear her voice. His mind was already filled with a huge amount of information. When he wanted to resurrect Su Wensheng. The system prompt pops up:

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  【The information of "Su Wensheng" no longer exists in the blood of the heart and cannot be revived. 】

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Su Ming'an's eyes froze. He had had many contacts with the blackened version of Su Wensheng. Could it be that the blackened version of Su Wensheng took away Su Wensheng's information?

With time running out, he quickly threw himself into resurrecting others.

 Lu Meng and other players continue to help Su Mingan bring energy. Energy is limited and it is impossible to resurrect tens of millions of people. Su Mingan can only make targeted selections, giving priority to people with high abilities, strong strength, and strong willingness to resurrect.

 During this period, Lu Meng reported to him the situation on the front line:

"On the Western Front, 38,291 people were killed and 192,810 were wounded. On the Northern Front, 28,191 people were killed and 103,912 were injured. Due to the attack by the Mizushima River army on the Eastern Front, many players joined in and were killed above level 100,000. Their skills swept away However, it is difficult for soldiers to stop..."

"The western front is the five legions of the Human Self-Salvation Alliance, the eastern front is the combined legions of the alliances and guardianships of various countries, Guwu is in the north, and the player army is in the rear. A total of thirty-seven legions are marching, and we will ensure that you jump After Jiuyou, I can still guard Jiuyou and wait for your return."

"Nowadays, in addition to the Jiuyou battlefield and thousands of small battlefields, the largest battlefield is the rear battlefield near Dawn City. The gods know our military deployment very well. He wants to cut off our resource routes, but fortunately, those who have the ability to teleport There are many Fu Zhuan Family, and Isabella and Eli are resisting with the Dream Patrol Army. We players will do our best to help you..."

She reported and looked up.

 The old **** listened quietly, motionless, even his eyelashes seemed to be frozen.

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 A huge crow streaked across the sky.

 The blond boy sat on the crow, overlooking the battlefield.

"It's such a neat battlefield. Formation changes, mid-battle support, and logistical support are all very smooth. Generally speaking, in such a very large war, there will be some things that cannot be taken into account, but this battle seems to be directed by only one brain." Noel muttered.

 Compared to the Holy Alliance Army, the military orders of the Old Divine Army were too timely, and the command levels of both sides were completely different. One side seems to be fighting across the entire map, and the other side seems to be fighting blindfolded.

“Who is commanding the Old God’s Army?” Noel said.

Since the Witch Age has not yet completely connected with the real world, he still needs to return to the Witch Age regularly and can only come to the real world occasionally to take a look.

Yinke’s beak pointed in one direction.

The battlefield is huge, and the most conspicuous one is near Jiuyou—a blue barrier, like a small island standing motionless in the black waves.

 Noel was stunned when he looked over.

 The old god, who was surrounded by everyone, sat under the protection of the blue barrier. The old god's eyes were closed, as if his consciousness was cruising in the distance. The Eye of the Old is held in his left hand as a collection of faith, and the Sword of Arman is held in his right hand. The white tentacles are like wings, piled up in layers behind him.

 Individual figures were resurrected by him and rushed to the battlefield one after another.

—This reminded Noel of the statues of gods in churches, which also looked like this.

 A scale in one hand to show fairness. A long sword in one hand to show justice. With its snow-white wings, it protects the world.

 “No wonder...the battlefield orders are so timely.” Noel murmured.

 Those who are resurrected by Su Ming'an will have a vague connection with Su Ming'an. The resurrected people are scattered across the huge battlefield, like independent AIs, and Su Mingan is like the centrally controlled Dawn System, contacting and controlling the actions of these people.

Even if someone dies, the information is still stored in Su Mingan’s mind, and he can be resurrected for the second or third time.

These resurrected people have already died once. Some people will cherish life more, and some people will no longer cherish life. But soon, a new resurrector was born. In the next round, Su Mingan will tend to resurrect those who cherish life.

 He sat on the altar and strategized.  His eyes are closed, but he can see the overall situation, like a god.

Crisis in every corner can be passed to his hands immediately, analyzed by the military advisors around him, and then the information is fed back. It was as if the battlefield was a completely clear chessboard in his eyes.

Every time a person is resurrected, his face will become paler, and his brain will be overloaded with information. This pain is indescribable.

 Each resurrector with just the right support will save dozens of lives that would otherwise have died.

 He let the "numerous lives piled up" in the war be piled on him as much as possible.

 …as if he were consuming his own life to replace the lives of those who should have died.

 “...Yinke, look at it.” Noel murmured.

Noel looked at the unmoving blue barrier, and resurrected people kept coming out of Su Mingan's side and rushing to all directions.

"He is constantly resurrecting new soldiers. He looks now..." Noel said: "Really a bit like the 'Zerg Queen'."

 Hearing the jokes on this world forum, Yin Ke felt embarrassed and wanted to laugh. Many people had hoped that Su Ming'an would become the Queen of the Zerg in the tenth world, and now it's really like that. After all, the mission of the Zerg Queen is to continuously produce new soldiers, which is very suitable for the current scene.

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But after it let out a laugh, Noel saw no smile on his face.

 …There is only solemnity.

Yin Ke also stopped smiling and fell silent.

"...How is this possible? Keep at it." There was no smile in Noel's blue pupils: "Even if the Zerg Queen produces new soldiers, there is a price... Where is Su Mingan?"

 So he felt that Su Mingan was like a **** statue.

Su Mingan's face was almost as white as the marble statue.

 People did not notice his expression because they believed in God. How can gods be as tired as humans? Since gods don’t rest, they are not tired.

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  【Destroy the twelve defensive lines on the Western Front, Exp+3000!】

 【Kill the deputy general of the third legion of the gods, Exp+3000!】

 【The battle line advances 1km, Exp+2000!】

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 “Ding dong!”

  【You have been promoted to a (Level 5 III) player. 】

  【Your camp's contribution value has ranked first. 】

　　【Your battlefield contribution has ranked first. 】

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Su Mingan raised his head.

 The battlefield is the place where experience points increase the fastest. Since the war started, his experience points have soared like a rocket.

  As your camp contribution is high, you can exchange it for rewards. You should be able to change it to a weapon that is as strong as a floating cannon. It tends to be a defensive type, and the barrier of the mechanical wheelchair is still not enough.

 “…Su Ming’an.” Chao Yan’s voice came to his ears.

Su Mingan turned around and saw a black-haired girl riding a motorcycle.

 “Take a rest, someone brought you strawberry cake.” Chaoyan held a dinner plate in his hand.

Su Mingan glanced at it and then looked away.

Noel’s crow was too big to get close to such a core area, so he had to entrust Chaoyan to deliver it, but he didn’t have time to eat the cake.

 “Has Noel gone back?” Su Mingan asked.

"Well, he has returned to the age of the witch. Because in the age of the witch, a Kenite emperor appeared. The Kenite emperor launched a war in an attempt to unify, and also wanted to unify writing and develop industry. Such an act of overriding the divine power aroused the anger of the church. ." Chaoyan said calmly: "As the Son of God, Noel cannot leave for too long. Maybe he went back to suppress Emperor Kenite."

Su Mingan was a little surprised that Noel was the Son of God during the witch era. The gods are so brave and are not afraid of being beaten down.

“The Age of Witches has developed like this, and I really don’t have time to play it,” Su Mingan said.

With BlackBerry's ability, it doesn't matter even if the support of the Supreme Magician is missing, Noel will have a sense of proportion.

 He saw a lot of new burns on Chaoyan’s arms:

 “…You burned yourself again?”

"If you have the ability, you can't help but do it. I saved dozens of people on the road." Chaoyan's eyes were very peaceful: "The tentacle monster between [Witch Age←→Reality] is still alive, and I can only rely on me and him every time. Together with Noel, we can briefly pull out the soul of the tentacle monster so that Noel can complete the smuggling."

Su Mingan sometimes thinks that if he were a woman, maybe the person he would possess in the tenth world would be Chaoyan.

 Whether it’s her composure, perseverance, calmness, her mentality of not giving up despite countless world resets, and her sense of responsibility of “I can do it, so I’m going to stop the world from resetting”, they are all very similar.

"Sometimes when I see you, I think of myself." Chaoyan held his chin with one hand: "I can also see what you are thinking about now. You are thinking... because you can save more people, so you can Squeeze yourself a little more, because the cost is only yourself, right?”

Su Mingan closed his eyes slightly.

 There was no expression on his pale face.

"In the two minutes I was speaking." Su Mingan said softly: "102 people died."

 (End of this chapter)