Chapter 171 Chapter 170·"The Chosen Victim"

"Su Ming'an?" The man seemed to be a little interested: "That's really exciting, tell me."

"He is..." The bald man polished his words in his mouth, and then his tone was a little unbelievable: "He is really...an ordinary Dragon Kingdom student."

"Are you sure?" The man over there laughed directly, neither cold nor hot, nor did he seem to be mocking. He tapped his slender fingers, and the ash slowly fell down like stardust.

"That's true. His father was a brave special police officer who died saving lives when he was ten years old. His mother was a slightly famous pianist, but her background was very ordinary, and she seemed He has not been selected into the World Game... He does not have many relatives, but they all have ordinary people's backgrounds, and none of them can have a high status in politics or business..."

"But all the analysis data of psychological experts and the psychological profile of his live broadcast screen recordings are telling me." The man interrupted him directly: "Your conclusion is wrong."

 “Minister Dion, I...”

“How can an ordinary student be so favored by the organizer if he can achieve the status of [a person in power]?” The man smiled, tapping the back of the chair with his strong fingers, and the silent conference room echoed with a repeated “tap-tat” sound.

"What?"

The bald man raised his head. He didn’t know what this [person in power] meant.

“I have invited him several times as a joint group, but he still refuses to accept the invitation.” The man did not answer him, but slowly smoked the cigarette in his hand:

“…Everyone, including himself, tells me that he is not ordinary. You should not be this exception either.”

The bald man lowered his head and said nothing, only cursing this arrogant Italian guy in his heart.

“What’s going on with the forum recently?” the man asked again.

"The guide posts are all very popular. Although there are restrictions on earning points as a non-player, the daily income from your very prescient posts is enough to maintain the basic operation of the joint group... After all, those who join are still Zhai Xingshang's original thought was that we only needed some empty promises after our return and those meager points, and they would be satisfied."

"good."

 The man smiled and said, "Well done."

“It’s just, Minister, there are some things that I don’t quite understand yet.” The bald man said: “Obviously we don’t need to form such an organization at all. It seems that the expenses of the United Regiment are far greater than the income...”

 Many people are like him and have such doubts.

It's obviously one billion out of seven billion, everything has been disrupted and rearranged, and many of my former colleagues can't be contacted, but someone can pull up a large organization covering every server in the entire Lord God Space so quickly, and even get points , to do things that most people think are meaningless, such as peacekeeping troops, free strategy posts that benefit low-end players... it's simply not worth the gain.

 But the man in front of him happened to do just that, and his foresight of the future... far exceeded his cognition.

“Rob, you have to understand that there is never a shortage of smart people in this world.” Dion looked at him, one hand paralyzed on the armrest of the chair, his whole body was crooked, but his tone was very serious:

"Some things that some people can think of, you can't understand. Some things that some people think are worthwhile, you don't think are worthy... This is the difference between you and smart people."

The bald man's face turned red after hearing these extremely sarcastic words, as if he was very embarrassed, but he dared not speak out in anger.

"That's right." Dion suddenly raised his head: "Did he read the information given to Edward?"

"His Highness has read it." The bald man said: "Every time before the world begins, he will read all the information you gave - but this time, Miss Mizushimakawa doesn't seem to have read it."

"She thought that her wings were strong and she could fly solo with the old immortals from Guwu." Dion smiled, his blue eyes like the sky in the distance: "Forget it, since she is confident that she can succeed, just let her Go ahead—you can get out.”

The soot fell slowly like snow, and he suddenly blew out a breath of white air, which just covered the bald man's face, completely covering up the trace of shame.

The bald man was silent, folded the folder in his hand, turned around and walked out.

 After the door was closed, Dion lowered his head and took out a stack of paper information from his desk.

  【Fifth World Strategy Analysis】

 The dark text is particularly obvious on the white paper.

 He opened the paper.

There are some unclear descriptions on the paper, such as [the legendary prophet is not trustworthy], [not limited to the local area] and other extremely vague descriptions. They are not as in place as ordinary guide posts. Even the comments on the forum about The summaries of previous worlds are not as good as this.

 However, when I turned to the last page, there was a date written on the paper:

  【Record time: October 31st】

 Dion flipped through what he had written, and after confirming that there were no big mistakes, he picked up the pen, took out a new stack of white paper, and started to write new words -

 【Sixth World Strategy Analysis—】

 Behind him, there was a pile of paper stacked at a high height.

 At the top, a piece of yellowish paper is exposed, with extremely clear words on it and a specially enlarged title—

 【Brief analysis of how players can save themselves】

 …

Although there is no distinction between day and night, the sky is always darker at night.

The army was very close to the main army station. After nightfall, everyone approached a dilapidated village, set up tents and fires, and rested outside.

 After Shanshuang arranged all this, he walked out of the army.

 She was in a bad mood tonight.

She was walking on an uneven dirt road, with brick houses with tightly closed doors on both sides. Occasionally, there was the sound of rustling animals crawling, maybe some small nocturnal animals.

During the polar night, everything was silent. She used her good eyesight to cross several uneven slopes on the ground and walked all the way to the grassy **** on the west.

 From here, you can see the panoramic view of the village, the dim skylight and the lonely smoke. She was able to get a glimpse of all the various aspects of the world.

 She was walking at night and just about to sit down, she saw a dark figure next to her.

 It was silent, as if it were already here.

 She was startled, but quickly calmed down. She waved the halo in her hand and shined it forward.

 The young man sitting hugging his knees looked at her sideways.

A dim halo of light flowed in his eyes, like a piece of clear light that gradually became stagnant.

"Why are you here? Where are the guards?" Shan Shuang was stunned.

She found that this holy master really stayed up all night and ran around. If she hadn't happened to like to sit in high places, she wouldn't have known that this man was no longer in his tent.

 “It’s too cold and I can’t sleep,” Su Mingan said.

 Shanshuang stretched out his hand, wanting to hold his hand and transfer energy, but he avoided it.

“It’s a drop in the bucket.” He said, “Why don’t you talk to me and distract yourself.”

 Single and even heads are calm.

 She didn't know what to say for a moment. After all, it was two people who couldn't sleep who met by chance.

 Perhaps she should say something, but she couldn't at the moment.

 Suddenly, Su Mingan spoke first.

"I want to know." He tilted his head: "What do the revolutionary army think of me?"

"You are great." Shanshuang said, "It's just that the leader of the puppet army has been deceiving you and asking you to research the results for the sake of the puppet army."

 “I am just a somewhat accomplished scholar.”

“It’s much more than that,” she said. “You’re not just studying a thing—you’re leading a revolution.”

  She put down the black knife and sat on the grass with him, looking at the piles of burning bonfires below.

"I have long realized the difficulty of living - people's talents determine almost everything. Status is inherited by blood, and talents are greatly affected by blood. A person's birth almost determines the path of his life. Learning other skills And the method of improving bloodline has not been developed yet, this has become the most serious and sharp contradiction, people hate it, but there is nothing they can do about it." She said with a very serious look in her eyes:

“But now, someone has proposed a system for improving talents, which is equivalent to completely overthrowing the world’s most basic order and can change everyone’s destiny..."

She looked at him with extremely sincere eyes:

“That’s why we don’t want you to die at the hands of the puppet troops.

  If we are a revolutionary army and a revolution between camps - you are leading the revolution of the entire world. "

Su Mingan exhaled a breath.

 The air is cool.

He felt as if something was stuck to his eyelashes. When he looked around, he saw a little white dots like stardust.

 —It turns out it snows here too.

"Is there no other way?" He asked: "How can there be such a situation where the fate of the entire world is tied to one person's hands? If that person fails, then everyone will be meaningless. "

"There are other ways." Shan Shuang said softly: "For example, completely solving the source of the crisis..."

As she spoke, she suddenly noticed something and stood up quickly.

The black knife swung in her hand, and there was a sharp light. Her figure moved and disappeared from the place, and the roars of beasts were heard in the distance.

Along the way, there are often some blind monsters that come to attack them. They are extremely ferocious and fearless of death. Even if they are killed one after another, there will always be a steady stream of new monsters attacking them suicidally.

 Now another batch has arrived.

Su Mingan looked at that side, and the single and double black knives suddenly burst out with brilliance. In just a half-month arc, a large open space was suddenly swept out below.

Blood spread out radially around the open space, like exploding fireworks. The girl jumped up, and the tail of her hair swayed in a leisurely arc behind her.

When the roar of the beast gradually faded away, he saw the girl coming back with a strong smell of blood on her body.

He knew that the crisis of the entire world was coming—this is why Shengqi was so anxious to send him to the altar.

Along the way, he heard many revolutionary troops discussing this matter.

 Because of the dragon's blood, because of the blood of the evil dragon, the monsters in this world will always riot inexplicably.

 Outside some cities, many unprotected villages were brutally exterminated.

Even in the city, in order to maintain the defensive barrier, there will be batches of powerful ability users who pour their own lives into the crystal stones to protect other people.

That’s what the people in the glazed building did.

And like Shanshuang, going out of the city and blindly killing these monsters is just drinking poison to quench thirst.

 Blindly killing, unless it is a momentary annihilation, will not solve the problem. Even if the monsters die, the malice in their blood will overflow and infect more monsters.

An endless supply.

 Unless he can find a way to improve his natural bloodline and purify all evil intentions.

Unless he is sent directly to the altar to fight evil with evil and let the evil dragon bloodline punish the evil dragon bloodline.

 There is no other way besides this.

"The puppet army occupies the best territory, the best resource points, and masters the best bloodline awakening technology." Shanshuang slowly approached, she was persuading him, as if she wanted to reassure him: "Obviously they have With such a powerful force, the leader of the puppet army, Sheng Qi, only wants to expand his rule and doesn't care about the raging monsters... He has no vision for the future and only wants to use you to exchange for short-term stability..."

Su Mingan looked at her and said nothing.

"But, it doesn't matter." Shan Shuang's voice was light: "We all understand that you are the [future]. After defeating the puppet army and taking over all the resources, we will definitely let your experimental results spread to everyone on the mainland. A corner…”

She said and blinked: "Do you know why I chose to become the second commander? I have clearly awakened a very powerful ability, but I did not join the puppet army for fun - do you know why?"

 “Why?” Although Su Mingan was not interested, he asked in a dignified manner.

 【NPC (odd and even) favorability: 60+10】

"Actually, for us, if the innate is not awakened successfully, it does not mean that we will be weak all our lives." Shan Shuang whispered: "-There is another way, which is to forcefully approach the unstable place to absorb the malice of the world. Feed yourself back..."

Su Mingjing listened quietly. Perhaps because Shanshuang had reached a key point, the noisy barrage became somewhat quiet at this time.

"However, this method is very dangerous. We don't want anyone to risk their lives to improve the possibility of awakening. Such people are either desperate robbers or lunatics with no hope in life." She rubbed her hands to dispel the coolness of the cold night:

“Though, I think, in a world like this—most of us are such robbers and lunatics.”

“But I still don’t want anyone to lose their life because of gaining power and die worthless.” She turned her head and looked at Su Mingan:

“Natural awakening, although very unlikely, is not life-threatening.

　Absorbing malice, although the radiation is stronger, the mortality rate is quite high.

 When I was young, our village really couldn't survive, so after a group of children were saved, other adults left suicide notes to look for malicious people to absorb..."

 “…” Su Mingan lowered his head.

 He seemed to have expected something.

“…Then they all died.” Shanshuang said: “Including my parents.”

The cold wind of the polar night blew by, and Su Mingan gathered up the useless large cotton-padded jacket around him.

“But what’s very funny is that after all the adults died, I awakened my ability for no reason.” Shan Shuang continued:

 “But it was too late.

I took my children to join the revolutionary army, just to question those puppet soldiers - why, why do they sit in the safest place, keep their own one-third of an acre of land, and enjoy a luxurious life, but they are facing countless people outside. People who were starved to death and killed were ignored?

 “I must let them understand,” she gritted her teeth and clenched her fists:

“Even if we don’t have the right to choose who awakens and who dies—not everyone deserves to be sacrificed.”

 “It’s hard for you to live.” Su Mingan said.

"Yes." She said: "We are not qualified to choose our own destiny - the vast majority of people were suddenly [sacrificially sacrificed] without saying a word by the vast majority of people."

“And this [sacrifice] does not require the consent of the “sacrificed person” himself.”

"Even because they are wrapped up in the concept of so-called "greatness"... they think that they are the chosen heroes and are willing to be sacrificed."

 (End of this chapter)