First Player

   Chapter 649 Chapter 646 · "We will always live in the mound of your memory."

  Su Mingan walked around the sky, but still couldn't find any trace of Lu Shu.

   He raised his eyes and glanced at the bullet screen. Today’s bullet screen seems to be brushing very quickly.

  【So what are you still panicking about? Are our fates in our own hands all the time? 】

  【Yes, even if it is not "all perfect passers", tomorrow there will be "high-dimensional creatures", "other dimensions" and other messy things to dominate us, is there any difference? 】

  【But I think if there is a chance to make a wish, most people will make a wish like "rule the world" and "become the **** of all"? Look at Mizushima Chuankong, dare you say that if she had such an opportunity, she would not make a wish to save her sister? Think about Edward again, wouldn't he make a wish to rule over everyone? Think about Beiwang again... Uh, forget Beiwang, I guess he'll go straight to sleep. 】

  【It has not been confirmed that this "truth" that Dion said is true, why are you panicking. 】

   [Dion was killed by the organizer, how could it not be true? ? ? 】

  【I seem to suddenly understand the purpose of the first player to work so hard to complete the level... He is not the father who wants to resurrect him, right? 】

  【…】

  Su Mingan was slightly startled when he saw this.

  …By the way, there is also this kind of "resurrection" wish.

   But even so, he would not make such a wish. Reviving a world and resurrecting a person couldn't be easier. Even if he chooses the latter, once he does not choose the former, he will usher in a tragic ending.

   He must end the game permanently.

   Regarding the death of Blair Dion, the Union said that Dion died [violating a certain rule of the game]. This is consistent with Su Ming'an's conjecture - the organizer has some kind of [rules] that must not be violated, and it can only execute those who violate the rules.

  Su Ming'an had a conjecture that the organizer is just an existence that "uses" the world game. The organizer does not have too much power, and can only use indirect methods (such as world games) like [Hewei] to achieve the purpose of plundering civilization.

  The specifications of the world game are likely to be above the organizer. The organizer is just a "maintainer", "host", or "judge", and the world game is a knife they use to plunder civilization.

  The world game, the organizer, and the player, there may be some kind of check and balance between the three. Once one side finally wins, the situation can change dramatically.

   Thinking of this, he was slightly taken aback.

and many more.

   He parked his wheelchair outside the office building in the core area and fell into deep thought.

  —Isn’t that what happened in the ninth world?

  Dawn system, Tavi, Akto, there are also checks and balances among the three. And the relationship barely corresponds.

   He panicked - the situation in the ninth world is always in line with reality, is it the game itself suggesting something?

  If he can witness the ending of this ninth world, if he can understand the balance and the nature of [Hewei] - he may even find a new way to end the game early.

   He was thinking, and suddenly he heard someone calling him.

   "Doctor, Doctor...Why are you sitting here?" A middle-aged man in a white coat hurried over.

   "What's the matter?" Su Mingan raised his head.

   "Mrs. Locati is seriously ill. She wants to see you one last time," said the middle-aged man.

  Su Ming'an's thoughts went round, and he didn't know who this Mrs. Locati was. There was no such name in the three times.

   "I don't have time..." he said.

   He turned around, but heard a question from the middle-aged man: "—Aren't you going to see Mrs. Mela Locati?"

   He turned back suddenly:

   "Who are you talking about?"

   "Mrs. Mela Locati," said the middle-aged man.

   "Yeya, locate!" He called out the AI ​​and rushed towards the hospital's location.

   He recalled the information he had just obtained from AI Yeya.

  …

  [In the 72nd year of the catastrophe, the "Peace Bomb" being experimented in the Central City Laboratory exploded across the entire laboratory due to a misoperation, killing 454 people. Among them, 331 were students and 123 were professors. The Central City Laboratory was reduced to rubble, and all the sophisticated equipment being developed was destroyed by the explosion.

   There are only 8 survivors, including the **** captain Cheng Luohe, the biochemical doctor Mrs. Mela, and the participants of the hibernation plan.

   95% of the housekeeping android code-named "Fei Si" was scrapped, and only the sound-generating device was still operating and singing "Song of Freedom", which was later discarded in the garbage collection mountain in the marginal area.

  The information about this shocking explosion was strictly sealed, and the Dawn system claimed to block the central city for a long time to prevent the city-state from shaking. 】

  …

  Su Mingan remembered that when she first met Dong Anan that day, she squatted in front of the house and fiddled with a broken android—it turned out to be Fessi.

   Now in 102 years, Meera is the only one left beside Akto.

   He dashed forward in his wheelchair and jumped in from the corridor window. At the door of the ward, the red light of the ICU is on.

   "Doctor, sit here for a while." The nurse who received him respectfully led him to the side.

   He was waiting outside the door, staring at the red light of the ICU, dazed.

  ...It turns out that the spirited grandmother in the laboratory who was still very strong and who would laugh and joke with him would be on the verge of death in 102 years, and could only see him for the last time.

  …

  【"Asa, you are still so young, unfortunately, our body is too weak to be as youthful as you."】

  【“Longevity is very painful.”】

  …

   This is what Dr. Meera told him when he submitted the hibernation plan.

   Akto at that time must have experienced more life and death than he had - for a full 102 years, he was able to replace three generations.

He has to face countless losses in his long life, the people he cherishes will die before his eyes, the emotions he values ​​will dissipate with the passage of time, everything he knows no longer exists, and he is alive and powerless .

   He couldn't stop the big river called death at all, and just watched all the life flow by him.

   Even if you try to resist time with immortal emotion, time will wipe it all out sooner or later.

  "..." Su Mingan stared at the white ground, and could vaguely see his tired reflection.

   In the upper right corner, the barrage is still arguing. One side guarded the "Number One Player" and scolded the bad speaker, while the other side insulted the "Number One Player", saying that the other side was a group of guard dogs.

  In the face of the crisis of survival, people show their full animal nature.

  Suddenly, with a "click", the door in front of him was opened, and a doctor in a white coat hurried out.

   "Doctor, you go in." The doctor said.

  Su Ming'an's [Biochemistry] has a level of 10, and the level of saving people is indeed higher than that of doctors, but it is not so simple to treat and save people. Not only do you need to know the patient's condition in advance, but he can't restore some irreversible diseases. Meera is too old, her organs are failing.

   He walked in slowly and saw the scrawny old grandmother with almost all her gray hair falling out. Her eyes became cloudy, and she no longer had the same radiance she had thirty years ago. She was full of hoses, her face was as white as a dead man, not like a dazzling biochemistry doctor at the top level, but just like an ordinary dying patient.

   Seeing Su Mingan wrapped in protective clothing, she moved her lips slightly:

   "Asa..."

   "We're all getting old..."

   A residual emotion in his body hit Su Ming'an's heart at this moment. He clenched the clothes on the left side of his heart and felt a tingling pain.

  Actor's body sympathy has always been affecting him strongly, and he has never experienced such intense emotions.

"Every time I face you, I can't honestly say that I'm in pain, I really want to end it..." Meera said: "But as soon as I leave, almost all the people you know are gone, I can only insist down.

  We can't leave you alone... Lonely in the new century with an unknown future, I really want to accompany you to the end, even if it's just me. Asa, so much time has passed. Do you... remember those people? "

  Su Mingan stood beside her.

   "Remember," he said.

   He remembered how Trea invited him to eat strawberry cake, and how Dong Xu always played tricks outside the door. Thinking of Tretia, Qiu Li, Rongyuan and Xi, Xia Sheng and Sen, Yaowen and Stasi... He even thought of Noah and Lin Guang.

   It turned out that in 102, they were all gone.

   He lives in a world where everyone is gone.

   Looking at the frail old man in front of him, he thought of his grandmother. Back then, my grandmother was lying in the ICU so thin and thin, and he didn't even see the last time like this.

   She couldn't even clench her sickly bony hand, she hadn't handed the candy in her hand, and she didn't say the last word she wanted to say.

  She's gone.

   He almost suffocated at the thought of this childhood scene. The thought of her going somewhere alone like this made him want to pull her back.

   But he can't stop death, no matter who it is.

   From childhood to adulthood, he has been witnessing the death of others. Even in the game copy, it is difficult for him to stop the death of some people, and the years are irreversible.

  Faces from the past appeared in his mind...

   Eventually he remembered a pair of red eyes like fire.

   "Asa..." Mera grabbed his hand:

   "Perhaps you will meet many people in the future and have come a long way, but I hope... you will not forget the journey that our generation has traveled with you."

   "Please... win the world back, even if we never see it again."

   "If you can remember, in your distant memory, early in your life, there was a man named Mera..."

   She smiled slightly:

  …

   "—then we will live forever in your memory mound."

  …

   "Click."

Behind   , the door is closed.

  Su Mingan pushed the wheelchair and slowly drove out of the room behind him.

   Until he got off the elevator, until he left the pure white hospital behind him, he heard the sad voice from the announcer in the city's broadcast—

   "Mrs. Meera, a well-known biochemical doctor, died at 9:34 am today (October 6, 102) at the age of ninety-three.

"Dr. Mela specializes in research in the field of bionics. She was a researcher during the War of the Dawn, and later proposed the [Four Codes of Bionics] to promote and improve the intellectual brain emotional chip in this field. Her life has made an indelible contribution to the city-state. Her contribution is a pearl of the city of measurement. The deputy speaker of the core area expresses condolences to her family on behalf of the city-state. Her death represents the end of an era..."

  “…”

  Su Mingan felt that his breathing was shaking and his whole body was chilled.

   In the upper right corner, the barrage is still arguing, and no one cares what happened here.

  【Enough is enough, Su Mingan's efforts are obvious to all, and he is aiming at the hero again, you are all in a hurry, right? 】

  【If you are still stubborn, you will be ruled by Su Mingan after one year, and you will regret it! 】

  【The future of human beings is really bleak, are we still going to the era of autocracy? One person becomes a city, the factions are divided...]

  【I'm so scared, I want to cry...】

  【…】

  loneliness is not cold and lonely, but in the place where the voices are full of people, in the lively place where the crowd gathers, there is no place for him.

   Ever since he became the number one player, he never seemed to fit in.

  He returned to the Central City Laboratory. With more than six hours left until Kaiusta's return, he could catch up.

   He was lying on the bed.

   In the hazy dream, he heard many voices.

   "—You are all perfect passers-by, how can the fate of mankind be handed over to you!"

   "—You don't deserve it! I like the first player in the Human Self-Saving Conference Room!"

   "—but you can be like Ming, right?"

   "—The pendant will always explode on time... You can't see the sun on the third day of the dungeon... You selfish student living in an ivory tower, absolutely, absolutely cannot be the ruler of everyone."

   "—he's in a low-san state now, and he's staying with that tentacle again, we'll drag—as long as we can drag him out of his mind..."

  The sound is overlapping and noisy, and it is varied.

   Finally, he saw a pair of eyes. A pair of pale eyes that seem to contain everything. It stared at him and smiled.

  【Asa, I said,

  You will sooner or later,

   Towards the same ending of dying for the city-state. 】

  …

   He woke up suddenly.

   The wall clock on the wall was ticking, he lifted the quilt and gasped, sweat dripping with black hair on his face, he could hardly breathe.

   In the upper right corner, the barrage was still arguing, and he closed the live broadcast.

   He sat in silence for a few minutes, closing his eyes.

   "Boss Rabbit..." He said softly, "Boss Rabbit?"

   "Shuh", the pink and white cute big rabbit appeared beside him with beautiful colored light. As long as he calls it, it will always appear the first time.

   "Kiss the first player, you called me, what's the matter...?"

   Before it could finish speaking, it heard a "puchi" sound.

   A fist hit its belly, its soft belly dented inward.

   "Come here." Su Ming'an whispered, "Let me punch."

   His emotions are too obvious, this is a bad gear, and he has already planned to go back.

  In that case—let him try to find out what kind of [rules] will be triggered if he attacks the organizer's agent before he dies.

   He never stopped others from dying.

   But he can at least control, or take advantage of his own death... that's the only thing he can do.

   As long as it comes to the end, he makes his wish in front of the whole world. All rumors against him will be self-defeating. What he wants to save is never those villains with bad words, but people who have shown kindness to him.

   Before that,

   Let him vent in this time line that is destined to be abandoned by himself.

  …

   No one sees him now.

   He could cry.

  …

  …

  【My sheep listen to my voice, I know them too, and they follow me. I gave them eternal life,

  【…】

  【—No one can take them away from me. 】

   (end of this chapter)