First Player

   Chapter 56 Chapter 55 "Everyone, we are fire."

   "Hmph, I knew these people had bad intentions!" Alyssa kicked the corpses of these people. Just as she was about to say something to Su Ming'an, she saw that he had already entered the camp.

   "Wait for me—" She trotted after her.

  Su Mingan lifted the curtain and handed the chip to the genius hacker in the camp, a boy named Kuqiu. Chip decoding takes at least a day or two.

   In the next time, Su Mingan plans to kill robots to gain experience. After upgrading to Tier 2, there will be new skills.

   There is an aroma of sweet potatoes and potato soup in the air, and people are cooking porridge.

  Su Ming'an has already shifted the perspective of the live broadcast. Regarding the actions of the five players just now, the barrage complained for a while:

  【The moral kidnapping of the five players just now made me sick. Fortunately, everyone has three views and did not plead for the wicked. 】

   [Uh, I think the first player is indeed a bit tolerant, it is not easy for everyone, is it not good to let them go? 】

   [Look, what I said, just saying that everyone has three views, some virgin **** jumped out. 】

  【I really hope to meet the first player, why are these idiots thinking about taking action against the first player? I guess they think too much of themselves, thinking that they can win if they have more people. 】

  【This world is so cool! I want to see Su Ming'an lead the rebel army, subvert the city-state, and start the freedom war! 】

  【…】

   "Dong dong dong—" A burst of footsteps came suddenly.

   A group of rebels, all wounded, walked down the corridor with two little girls.

   They were the rebel team that went out on the mission before and saved two little girls who were almost transformed, but unfortunately, they also lost four companions permanently. The leader is Vincent, the deputy leader of the resistance army, a tall and strong man.

   "Lorca, Meriji, Raya, Hodeb, dead." Vincent announced to the silent crowd.

   Every time a companion died, he would announce their names like this, so that everyone remembers the deceased and continues to face a new life.

   The black-haired woman who shot with precision before was named Dingyue, she nodded silently, and recorded these names on the death list.

   However, a young man with yellow hair was stunned: "Lorca...my brother Lorca, is dead?"

   He and Roca were best friends growing up, he never thought that Roca would die, just to save the two little girls.

   "—Just to save these two little girls, why should we lose Loka? His combat power is one of the best in the camp. You keep saving people because of your sensibility, and we keep losing our combat power. How can we launch a general attack into Baicheng!"

   The yellow-haired youth roared loudly.

   Deputy leader Vincent frowned and shouted: "What nonsense are you talking about! They were almost pulled by the mechanical army to be transformed, of course we have to save them!"

   "We also have relatives and friends, why should we sacrifice for a group of girls? We obviously just need to enter the inner city!" The yellow-haired youth stalked his neck.

   Vincent was so arrogant that he wanted to give the yellow-haired youth a few big mouths.

   But the cold eyes of the people around him indicated that they also agreed with the words of the yellow-haired youth.

  …Why do you want their battle-hardened warriors to die in order to save a few unknown girls?

  ... They obviously just need to enter the inner city, and there is no need to do meaningless rescues, which is too unfavorable for the overall battle situation.

   The dead Loka was the pistachio of the camp. When he died, everyone was upset.

  The atmosphere of the camp was stagnant for a while.

   Seeing, the angry Vincent and the crowd were about to fight.

  If there is a fight here, this camp is likely to fall apart. Not to mention gathering together in five days to kill Bai Xiong, the perfect clearance will be ruined in one fell swoop.

  Alisa watched this scene quietly, she turned her head, but saw the figure of Su Mingan.

   "—You don't think this is equal, unfair, right?"

   With a question, he was very clear in the silent camp. The leader, Su Mingan, wearing a black cape and a black silk hat walked out.

   In his live broadcast room, the barrage was constantly swiping, debating the question of "should save people".

   Everyone turned their eyes away, like a spotlight being cast at this moment, aiming at Su Mingan.

  The yellow-haired youth was a little scared, but he still said bravely: "Yes, but we saved two girls we didn't know each other. We lost four friends. This is not equal at all!"

   "Equal?" Su Ming'an said, "Did you put the two living people and the four dead people on the scale of life?"

   The yellow-haired youth was taken aback.

   "I ask you, what is the creed of our 'Flame'?" Su Mingan asked.

   "[Overturn the city-state, save the injustices]..." The yellow-haired youth stammered.

  For some reason, facing Su Mingan, he lost his momentum and couldn't even speak.

   "Very good." Su Ming'an said, "—but if there are fundamental loopholes in this creed, can we still act according to our own fundamental will?"

   The yellow-haired youth was stunned.

   "Indulge your ignorant enthusiasm and clamor for 'inequality'. Obviously our creed is to save all those who suffer from injustice, but you have to abandon your faith because you care about your life." Su Mingan said coldly:

   "In this way, I will be afraid... afraid that the first mover will regret the creed he once made, and the one who bears the flag will break the original oath.

   Fear of my compatriots, my comrades-in-arms, because of the fear of death and sacrifice, they treat those who suffer injustice coldly, from the sober to the mediocre. "

   "..." The yellow-haired youth lowered his head, he didn't dare to say a word.

  Su Mingan turned his head and looked at everyone in the camp:

   "—Everyone, why did we set up the Resistance Army?"

  People raised their heads, they were dazed.

   "Do what you want to do. Don't be afraid of sacrifice, don't be afraid of failure. We have the power to hold weapons, we can fight for our own destiny, and we can protect those around us." Su Mingan said:

   "I didn't want to stress this, but I want you to know - what you need to have is the bravery of fearless sacrifice, and the mentality of perpetual struggle. Don't back down because of fear, don't bow your head because of profit."

   "Only the fiercest fire and the most fearless blood can overthrow this sick city-state and rescue the drowsy and foolish people."

   "—We are the sober people in the White City, everyone."

  Su Mingan looked around.

   Under his sight, the people who were originally indignant looked down with shame and lowered their heads.

   No one dared to look him in the eye.

   "Among us, some people care about their relatives, some are fighting for ideas and honor, and some are leaders who hate Baicheng and want revenge."

   "But if we want us to be united and the evil system of White City to vanish, we must not question our creeds and ideals."

"We are here because we chose to fight and unite - we want to change this sick city, we give direction to the ignorant, we give redemption to the victims, we give freedom and satisfaction to the revolutionaries - to stop all injustice, to save To all who suffer injustice."

   "If we say that in order to save our lives, we ignore injustice and turn a blind eye to the victims. Then - how are we different from those numb residents?"

   Speaking of this, it seems that there are complex emotions mixed in Su Ming'an's eyes.

   "...if it really brought you to that situation."

   "I would feel guilty."

  …

   His voice fell to the ground.

   There was no other sound in the camp except for the wind.

  People stood silently, bowing their heads, blushes crawling on their cheeks.

  Su Ming'an's words that did not condemn, question, or contain any anger, made them ashamed to the point of burrowing into the mud.

   Obviously it is just a bland exposition, but the words can hit their hearts.

  …they are “sober ones” who are going to abandon their creed.

  ...If they have even abandoned their original beliefs, how are they different from those numb white city lackeys?

  Su Mingan glanced around and turned around, his steps were firm, and the black cloak behind him fluttered.

   "Crack, snap."

   After a while, a round of applause sounded.

   followed, the second sound,

   the third tone,

   Fourth sound.

  The applause came out from Dingyue's fingers, gradually like a torrent, arousing people's emotions and flowing in this camp.

   "Clap clap clap-"

   "I'm sorry! Chief, I shouldn't think like that!"

   After Su Mingan's last words "I will feel guilty", they apologized repeatedly. In such a voice—everyone begged his forgiveness.

  Su Mingan stood still, he just shook his head:

   "I never blame you, you have the right to choose your own life."

   "It's just that life has no measure and equality, only light and fire."

   "...Everyone, we are fire."

  …

  【You have complete control of the rebel army. 】

  …

  【Parallel Copy·Live Room No.10·Andre】

"boom!"

  The sound of gunshots sounded, and in the underground camp, people looked at Andre who shot suddenly in shock.

   In this ten-person parallel copy, Andre is the leader of the resistance army, and he got a powerful gun very early.

   The yellow-haired youth fell to the ground with disbelief in his eyes. He just complained a few words before being shot by Andrei.

  Andrei, a tall, burly man with a beard, sneered with a gun:

  "—seeing no, provoking chaos in the camp, that's how it ends!"

   His gun was aimed at the silent people, who dared not speak out.

   "I don't have time to comfort you. If you want to live, just do it with Lao Tzu and break into the inner city!" Andre said coldly.

   "Leader..." Dingyue wanted to persuade.

  Andre's muzzle is aimed directly at the fixed moon:

   "Shut up, do you really take yourself seriously? Listen, Lao Tzu is the leader - whoever refuses to accept, Lao Tzu will kill anyone!"

   It's just a group of NPCs, he is the leader, no one dares to disobey him, he will kill if he wants.

   How could he respect this group of people, NPCs are just weapons, pawns, and even scapegoats. Only a player like him who travels around the world is a superior person.

  …

  【World Game·Remaining Players: 214381876】

   (end of this chapter)