First Player

Chapter 8 · "Reincarnation of Cause and Effect."

[Human Self-Salvation Alliance Xinyue: Belief in gods is not as good as belief in our leader. If human beings really go all the way according to the arrangements of the gods, there will definitely be no good results. 】

[City Guardian Li Yuxuan: Your alliance leader sleeps every day without even showing his face. It is better to believe in the deputy minister of our guardianship department. It is because of him that we humans can be united. 】

[Holy Alliance Army Blue Bird: Please don’t say that... Lord God is for the good of mankind...]

[God: The seaside is guarded by tentacle monsters and cannot be crossed. Su Mingan, I know you are reading this post and I want to tell you the information. 】

…

Su Mingan glanced at the person with the ID of "God". His profile picture was a daisy. He should be a certain Su Lin.

He did the math, and it was now the early morning of the third day the dungeon was opened. Three games have already been released, so it shouldn’t be a problem to finish six games twenty days ago.

"Click." He put the "Girls' Dream Project" disc into the game helmet and prepared to experience this new game.

Before he could put on his helmet, there was a knock on the door.

"Dong dong."

The knock on the door was soft.

Su Mingan opened the door. Su Luoluo was standing at the door holding a pink Dream Patrol helmet.

The dim light in the room shone in her dim eyes. She seemed to want to ask something, but then closed her mouth hesitantly, as if she did not dare to touch the topic.

The two looked at each other for more than ten seconds.

"It's me." Su Mingan said suddenly.

"...Huh?" Su Luoluo was stunned for a moment.

"It's me." Su Mingan repeated.

He knew what Su Luoluo wanted to ask, it was just to confirm whether the number one Dream Patroller was him.

Hearing Su Mingan's affirmative answer, Su Luoluo's pupils shrank and his whole body trembled.

Su Mingan thought she would find him strange, but in the end, she smiled.

"Ah...that's great." Su Luoluo said with a smile.

Su Mingan blinked.

"I was originally thinking that the famous No. 1 Dream Patrolman actually took a fancy to me, so what should I do? Will I be threatened by him? As it turned out, the No. 1 Dream Patroller was Xiao Yunduo. That was really great. Okay." Su Luoluo said: "There will be no misunderstandings and dangers between us. I can trust you as much as I want, so if it is you, that's great."

"...Yeah." Su Mingan responded.

"In this way, we can leave this small town quickly." Surolo said.

"Um."

"By the way, I may trouble you again in today's comment section, please." Surolo said.

Su Mingan was surprised that she actually changed the topic.

She didn't ask how he did it or why he wanted to hide it. She was actually just happy because "he was the number one Dream Patroller".

Su Wensheng was not an ordinary person. Su Wensheng had the power to take her away from this small town from the beginning. As a result, Su Wensheng allowed her to suffer here and pretended to live with her as if he didn't know anything.

She didn't have any complaints or doubts about it, and she didn't even ask.

"Today's comment section may be a little ugly, please," Surolo said.

"Yeah." Su Mingan nodded.

Su Luoluo will bear a lot of negative emotions every time he broadcasts live. Therefore, her comment area will be entrusted to Su Wensheng to manage it to prevent negative emotions from getting worse.

Su Mingan opened the anchor column of "Please call me Miss Demon King". Today, there were many new comments about Su Luoluo on the Internet. At a glance, he saw a lot of kind comments. Many people are cheering for Su Luoluo and wishing her to become a powerful dream patroller.

Among these blessing comments, some rat-shit comments are irritating.

【What kind of newbie? It must have been operated. 】

[New wine in old bottles, it can’t be her first time as a Dream Tour anchor, it must be some old anchor who is despised by the entire network to open a trumpet. 】

[Her family must be rich enough to give her a ranking, otherwise why would she be chosen by the No. 1 Dream Patroller? 】

[She is an ordinary Dream Patroller, and depending on her age, she is just a student. Where did he get such great ability? Her skills were average and she wasn't calm enough. Why should those veterans and special forces lose to her? By selling? 】

[How much does it cost per night? 】

[With makeup removed, you look like a monster. 】

…

Su Mingan clicked the delete button and deleted them one by one. In order to prevent negative emotions from running rampant on the Internet, most anchors delete negative comments on their interfaces.

Every negative comment was extremely piercing, shining into his eyes like a blade. He was still a bystander, and these cold knives did not stab him, but what if Surolo himself saw these comments?

She had done absolutely nothing wrong in this matter.

People will only enjoy the pleasure of blaming others and the satisfaction of verbally crushing public figures.

【delete. 】【delete. 】【delete. 】

"Click" "click", the mouse kept clicking, and the comments full of curse words disappeared into the blank.

Su Luoluo's popularity skyrocketed today, and there were so many comments left. Su Mingan deleted them all after more than ten minutes. As he was doing this work, he felt tired - it was a world where negative emotions could destroy the world, but people were not afraid to vent their worst emotions, as if they did not expect that what they did would make the frontline aliens stronger.

——Maybe they thought about it and also thought about the soldiers who died on the front line.

They have already thought about the people on the far side of the Internet who will cry or even collapse because of their curses.

But, they don't care.

"Click," "click," "click."

At this time, when Su Mingan deleted it, all these negative comments suddenly disappeared. It was as if an invisible hand appeared on the screen interface, helping him erase all negative comments.

At this time, a prompt popped up on the computer screen: [You don’t have to do such hard work, Wen Sheng. You want to delete the negative comments, right? I've done it for you. 】

"Who are you?" Su Mingan moved the mouse.

[I control the entire world, including the Internet. 】The text on the interface flashes.

"Oh, it's you." Su Ming'an was speechless. This god is so pervasive that if you delete a comment, it will appear: "You really like me."

【...Yes, I miss you very much. 】

After this sentence was displayed, the computer returned to normal.

Su Mingan thought about these words of the god.

...Who did the god become next to him?

Li Mingyue? Xiao Jingsan? Surolo?

Logically speaking, the person played by a god must make people not think that this person is a god.

Su Mingan's eyes flashed and he put on the Dream Patrol helmet.

The third game, "Girls' Dream Project", is launched.

…

This world, the seaside.

In an isolated fishing village, an ordinary fisherman, Old Man Wang, was collecting his fishing nets.

Old man Wang collected today's fish in the bucket and suddenly discovered that there were some purple-black tentacles mixed in the fishing net.

"...What is this? Do marine fish have such organs?" Old man Wang said to himself, pinching a handful of these tentacles. They were slippery, and he wondered if they could be eaten.

He drove the boat back to the fishing village. I washed my face and fell asleep under the quilt.

The night was dark, and in the early hours of the morning, Old Man Wang suddenly developed a high fever and started talking nonsense.

"Gift, nourishment, fish food...ahhh...lost, swallowing...tentacles..."

Old Man Wang suddenly started yelling in the direction of the sea, even tearing his own face. Within a moment, several big men from the village rushed in and tied up the crazy old man Wang.

The white-bearded village chief walked over on crutches and looked at Old Man Wang with a frown: "What's the fuss about?"

"Village chief, I guess Old Man Wang caught a cold while going to sea at night and developed a fever. Call the orphan girl to come and take a look." said the big man on the side.

The village chief nodded. After a while, the villagers came over with a slender girl in their arms. The girl has long pure black hair and a pair of beautiful green eyes like emeralds. The girl checked Old Man Wang's condition.

"I have said a long time ago that this village is very close to the sea and I want you to move. Although I don't know what dangers there are in the sea, it is obvious that Old Man Wang has symptoms caused by going deep into the sea." The girl said.

"It's hard to leave our homeland, how can we leave." People sighed.

The girl shook her head and began to choose herbs.

At this moment, a huge sound of wind and waves came from the seaside.

"Boom——!" A tentacled monster like a sacred tree appeared on the sea. The huge tentacles flattened the house, and most of the villagers were crushed to death.

The girl was also crushed by the house. After a moment, she climbed up from the rubble.

"Why did you kill them!" Seeing that most of the villagers were dead, the girl roared at the tentacled monster.

"Aren't you going to give up? This is my warning to you." The tentacle monster said, "Chaoyan—no matter where you are, as long as you dare to look for him, you will continue to lose and witness death."

"Give up? I haven't seen him yet." The girl said coldly: "The wheel of cause and effect, I vow to cut off my fate."

"Disobeying the gods is stupid." The tentacled monster smiled noncommittally and sank into the sea.

The girl wiped the blood from her face and stood up.

At this time, she suddenly saw a huge ship sailing towards the sea in the distance, holding the water in its arms. The navigation lights on the sea cut through the sea breeze like two dim swords.

"Wow---"

She stared at the giant wheel blankly, her eyes flashing.

The sea breeze blew her black hair, and the cross pendant on her chest danced with the wind.