First Player

Chapter 178: one hundred and seventy six

   Chapter 178 Chapter 176 · BE9 · Homecoming

  Mo Mo knelt on top of the icy snow, digging the floor with his fingers like a madman, and the gaps between his fingers were full of blood.

   And the girl who was being guarded under him didn't move, and didn't laugh anymore.

   Maybe Mo Mo just came back, so he just slipped through the net, but it doesn't matter. Judging from his unprotected posture against Feng Xue, he probably won't live long.

  Mo Mo raised his head, suddenly looked at Su Mingan, and roared hoarsely:

  "—It's all you, it's all because of saving you—

   If it wasn't for you, our town wouldn't have—"

  Momo's eyes were red.

   His facial features were twisted with grief, and tears swept across the man's weathered face, mixing the snow on his face into a ball.

   As if there was endless grief raging in his body, he choked up for a moment, and grief overflowed from the gap between his lips.

"...You nobles are all the same, you don't understand anything at all... In your eyes, life is like a feather, and you don't understand the price we paid for living—" He said, his emotions became more and more Excited, anger suddenly burst.

   He suddenly moved and let out a howl like a beast. The whole person suddenly rushed up in an extremely crazy posture, and stretched out his hands, as if he wanted to grab Su Mingan's throat violently.

   "Qingqing, Qingqing, she's dead—" His roar was heart-piercing, as if fire was spewing from his chest: "Qingqing is dead! Do you remember her, what a good child she was—"

  Su Mingan looked at the hand he stretched out, with blood between his fingers.

   "Boom!"

   He closed his eyes, the outer layer of his eyelids was splashed with a little warmth, and the smell of blood burst out in an instant, and he felt that his entire face was sprinkled with a layer of blood.

   He opened his eyes.

   The crazy Momo in front of him has disappeared. There is a thick layer of blood mud on the snow, and the splashed blood spots bloom like fireworks.

  ...Someone shot first and killed Momo in such a straightforward and cruel way.

  Su Mingan sensed something, took out a cloth, wiped his blood-stained face clean, turned around, and looked at the back where the energy wave just came.

   In the wind and snow, a white shadow stood quietly on the snow blanket, as if it was integrated with the surrounding.

   Those bright silver eyes looked at this side quietly, with a heaviness that seemed to lock time.

   "The prophet is dead?" Shengqi asked, his voice calm.

   "Dead." Su Mingan said.

   "You killed?"

"Um."

  Su Mingan threw the blood-stained cloth on the ground, and then raised his sword again.

   "Are you still unwilling to go back?" Shengqi asked.

   The death of a Xu Anna seemed insignificant in his eyes, so he skipped the topic and continued to ask this repeated question.

   "Who would be willing to go back and die." Su Ming'an's tone was as it should be: "As you can see, the progress of the experiment is developing rapidly, and I can now guarantee it will succeed. It is far better for me to live than to let me die."

  He is accustomed to the game strategy, and he is good at considering the progress of the game itself, from the designer's point of view.

  For example, he took this perfect customs clearance route far away from the main army square, and so far he has not been prompted to fail, which means that he still has another way to go. Considering the Holy Revelation, there should be a way to live.

   If you can convince the other party, it may be a success of this route.

  ...In the end, there must be a chance of survival, it is impossible for him to confront the ceiling of combat power, it depends on whether he can grasp it.

   Then, he saw the ruler of the continent in front of him who had never changed his face, closed his eyes, and his tone became softer:

   "If you can." Sheng Qi said softly, his voice almost murmured: "...I also hope you can live."

"Then let me go." Su Ming'an said: "My magic circle can be completed within tomorrow. Although it is only the first version, it can already subtly change the talents of many people, and then continue to study... Change those polluted magical beasts. , it will be very simple to purify the malice in their bloodline - as long as you give me time, I will change the entire continent."

"Sheng Kai." He read the other party's name, his tone was extremely sincere: "...Trust me. I have no idea or threat to your continent, you just need to give me a laboratory and keep me alive... I can give it to you bring everything."

   He knew that the other party was a mainland careerist and a theocracy ruler. As early as when they first met in the hall, Shengqi told him to build a kingdom with people as gods and to use theocracy to rule the foolish people.

The personal self-report of the person who admired the stay was also telling him that the other party was a guy who wanted to **** the results of the experiment to maintain the system, so that when the experiment was just about to be completed, the other party was eager to take him as a continent with a high declaration. The sage brought him to the altar.

   He gradually understood the other person's mind, and his own performance has always been in the direction of a scholar who is obsessed with research.

He didn't show his full strength, he didn't show his desire for power, and he didn't even care about Xu Anna, who was throwing his arms around him. After leaving the revolutionary army, he didn't have any intention of returning. Studying one's own magic circle without eating or sleeping completely conforms to the image of a scholar who has no ambition and just wants to live.

  Except for the challenge he once challenged the Holy Inspiration...everything should be in line with the other party's wishes.

   He looked at the other party and still closed his eyes, as if he didn't hear him.

   The wind and snow were heavy, gradually blurring his vision.

   He exhaled a breath, almost unable to feel the coldness of the wind and snow.

  …Because of his body, the temperature is almost the same as the outside world. Even colder than snow.

   The white eyes were raging in front of him, he saw Sheng Qi slowly open his eyes, his eyes were as sharp and decisive as blades.

   "But the prophet is dead," said the Revelation.

The meaning of    is unclear.

  Su Ming'an didn't understand.

   "Xu Anna is very important?" he asked.

   He got no response.

  Blizzard and snow were mixed in front of his eyes, like a distant traveler looking across the bank. He looked at the white shadow, which gradually dissipated in the snow.

   "Xu Anna is a bargaining chip, it is one end of the scale. Her weight has disappeared, so she is missing a piece." Shengqi's voice floated not far away: "Jingwang, do you understand what I mean?"

   "I am the heaviest chip on the scale."

  Su Mingan talks to his Riddler.

   "Yes." The Holy Revelation responded.

  Su Mingan laughed - he seemed to understand the meaning of what Shengqi just said.

   It was like a thunderstorm suddenly woke him up. If the fog was cleared, all the answers would be clearly visible.

  The wind and snow rolled in the darkness, and the sharp wind roared past.

  Su Mingan looked at the dim sky in the distance, and the cold snow settled on his eyelashes.

"You understand now. Then I'll ask you one last time." Sheng Qi's voice suddenly sounded beside him, softer than ever before, and every word of the word was confusing: "...If you say, everything It is already doomed and cannot be changed. Now, are you still willing to go back?"

"roll."

  Su Mingan replied simply.

  …

  Su Mingan closed his eyes, and then opened them again.

   Death returns, and Shengqi really kills him.

   The terrifying medicine paste in front of her exudes a strange smell. The little girl stretched out her hand and smiled.

  Outside the window, the smoke from the cooking wafted up, and there were bursts of children's slaps, the carts pressed the snow, and the firewood shook.

  The light of the sky slanted down, like a veil scattered. When the dark night, which was as oppressive as ink, receded, what was greeted was a white and moist scene.

  All things recover and prosper.

  Su Ming'an clenched his hand subconsciously, but soon released it again, his eyes were a little scattered, and he seemed to be immersed in the snow that almost engulfed the world at night.

   "—Big sister, you're awake."

   The girl's voice sounded, as crisp and bright as glass.

  Su Ming'an's body trembled slightly, he silently took the medicine paste and drank it, only to find that the terrifying poisoned debuff did not trigger.

  B-level luck, but not so much crotch.

   After a bowl of indescribable hot paste entered his stomach, his state was quickly adjusted.

   All the following processes were carried out as in the previous week. When Mo Mo and Qingqing went out and closed the door, he did not go to cut the blood to study the magic circle, but thought about the next action.

  —He already understood that the status he was assigned was definitely a **** difficulty level.

   Without any warning, without a hint, you will suddenly die inexplicably. If you can't grasp every clue, it will be impossible to complete the level perfectly.

   He even suspected that players in other parallel worlds, even the top players, should not be as difficult as him.

   He's gotten to the point where there's almost nowhere to go.

   And the probability of survival is even more outrageous. No matter how much effort you have made before, and how much progress you have accumulated little by little, as long as it does not reach 100%, it may fall to the bottom at any time, and it will be shown to him in minutes.

  【I am the heaviest chip on the scale】.

  Su Ming'an sat on the bed, looking at the dagger in his hand, and at the reflection of the light on the dagger's face, his eyes.

  The bloodshot in his eyes was obvious, and his head hurt like a needle, repeatedly preventing him from thinking in detail.

  【Xu Anna is also a chip】.

  【She disappeared, and there was one less piece on the scale. 】

  —He has gradually understood.

   Sheng Qi may not be so short-sighted, he just wants to kill him for the temporary rule of the mainland.

  Shengqi seems to be using their lives as a [chip] to make a deal on the tenth day.

  Xu Anna's life is a [chip], because she died, the planned quality of life will be reduced by a piece.

   And admiration... may be the biggest [chip], more than many people combined, so Sheng Qicai was so persistent and insisted that he go back.

  In this way, it all makes sense. For the deal on the tenth day, Shengqi will kill many people, and one of them, the most useful one, is him.

   But in this way, there are also unreasonable places.

  Anna Xu lost her value when she died. But admiration is... dead and still valuable.

  Otherwise, Sheng Kai would not kill him directly in the end.

  Although there are still some things that are still unclear, Su Mingan has already begun to plan the action for this week.

   Sheng Qi should not have discovered this place originally, but the movement caused by Xu Anna brought him here.

   So, what he has to do this week is to control the variables, stop Xu Anna, and then slowly infer the truth based on what happened next.

   After all, he was just an ordinary student. In the face of this situation, he couldn't think of any very prescient actions. Compared with other people who could clear the level with one life, he was really bad. Fortunately, he has the opportunity to be able to trial and error again and again.

   He stood up and did not study the magic circle.

   If you don't solve the time bomb of the Holy Revelation, this circle has no meaning.

   He sent a message to the shadow, asking him to contact the revolutionary army as soon as possible, and then opened the door.

In front of them are rows of rural bungalows, and outside the houses are piles of dry firewood and straw. Because the place is too cold, I can't even see the shadows of some animals. I can only see two long rows of ruts on the snow, and people are pulling them together. Footsteps left behind by the car.

  The adults seemed to have all gone out, and there were only a few children left in the town, but not even the older children were seen, only the kind of children who couldn't even walk were left playing around.

  Perhaps as long as children with a little bit of labor ability, they will shoulder the work of sharing the pressure for the family.

  Su Ming'an looked at the children playing outside the food bar diagonally opposite, and then saw Qingqing standing beside him, like a little snowman.

   She seemed to be isolated, just stood aside with the medicine bowl that had not been washed, watching the playful child.

  Su Mingan asked her casually, "What's the matter, I'm envious?"

   "..." Qing Qing was silent for a moment.

   "I don't envy." She said, holding the bowl with her fingers, her knuckles turning white: "Anyway, they are going to die today."

   (end of this chapter)