Chapter 260 Chapter 258·BE11·Arrogance (Additional update from the helmsman of "Good Dreams Are Like Empty")

 The courtyard is sunny.

 The long blue-white fence that closes the courtyard is soft and bright in color.

The bird feathers fell, and a golden light flashed before my eyes.

Su Mingan stretched out his hand to catch the falling bird feathers.

The dyed tail feathers fell on his hand, and the fine white fluff scratched the palm of his hand.

 Before him, the road led beyond the iron fence and the forest was green and green.

 “Brother, no enemies have been detected nearby.”

 A familiar voice came from behind.

The young man holding the sword, covered with bright sunshine, walked next to him. The signature engraved on the sword shone with sparkling lines.

 The young man smiled, there was no blood on his face, the sun shone on his body, everything was clean and bright. He smiled like a college student who had just emerged from the ivory tower.

 “Big brother?”

 Getting no response from him, Mo Yan poked his head over.

Su Mingan smiled at him.

Mo Yan immediately retracted his head:

“Brother, you laugh so horribly...Brother, you better stop laughing..."

"Is there any?" Su Mingan didn't know when her smile became terrifying.

 He did not pay too much attention to this kind of thing, but shook the feathers from his hands.

Feathers fell to the ground, shining like stars.

 He clenched his fist, then quickly turned around and stretched out his hand——

  【HP-2280! (Combat power suppression! Mental suppression! Damage deduction for victims!)]

 The bright red numbers, with a series of descriptions, jumped out in an instant.

 The air vibrated violently before my eyes, like boiling water.

Standing in the back is a small, black-haired girl, with confusion still in her eyes.

 The next moment, her body was suddenly torn to pieces by an invisible force.

 She didn't even have a chance to use her skills before she was instantly suppressed by the sudden space shock.

 Her entire body was torn apart inch by inch by invisible force. The blood shot out and splashed on the iron plate, shining brightly in the sun.

 The small, **** corpse fell to the ground.

"ah-!"

Zhuang Guo next to him was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground.

 …

 【Number of survivors: 4】

 …

Su Mingan took back his hand.

 He suddenly laughed.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha…"

He smiled as if he couldn't stop. Facing Suzunako's **** corpse, he laughed so hard that he felt like he couldn't breathe.

In his field of vision, it was like countless fragments were being spliced ​​together, and scattered blood spots exploded in front of his eyes. In his eyes, they were as brilliant as midnight fireworks.

 The black curves stayed before his eyes like an illusion, and his memory still remained in the dark and heavy rain.

The stream of blood, the cold raindrops, the phantom pain that gnawed at him like ants...

Mizushima Kawaharu's eyes that looked like a wolf, with eyes shining with blood, still remained in his memory.

　　【I won, this time. 】

Her words at that time seemed extremely ironic at this time.

 He was smiling and laughing, and suddenly he started coughing violently.

 “Big, big brother…” Mo Yan next to him was so frightened that he shivered.

He was so frightened that he stopped holding his sword. He stretched out his hand as if he wanted to touch Su Mingan: "Brother, brother, are you okay? Brother, brother, are you out of your mind? It's so scary, brother..."

 “I’m fine.”

Su Mingan held him tightly with her backhand and smiled brightly: "You're fine too, we're all fine."

 Nothing will happen to anyone anymore.

Mo Yan was stunned.

Beside him, Dong Xue looked at this scene blankly. She didn't know why Yang Xia suddenly attacked her companions.

"Yangxia, Yangxia, what's going on? Did Suzunako do something wrong...?" Dongxue said.

She clutched the ruby ​​pendant on her chest and kept stroking the bright crystal with her fingertips, her attitude seemed to be very precious.

 After all, she didn’t know the danger hidden under the beautiful appearance of this pendant.

She looked at Suzunako's horrific corpse and asked questions, expecting Yangxia to answer her softly as before.

 But in fact, Su Mingan just raised her feet and walked to the building next to her, never looking at her again.

 …

  “唰.”

After sorting out the last file, Xia Luoyang straightened his white coat and walked out of the archives room.

 He glanced at his watch, confirmed the time, and then began to think about tomorrow's work.

—It was precisely because of this thought that after he opened the door of his office, he discovered that there was already someone sitting next to his desk.

That man was also wearing the same large white doctor's coat and was sitting reclining on his soft office chair.

The man was spinning a pen in his hand, with an extremely leisurely and casual attitude.

 A pair of dark gray eyes with a sense of decadence were observing the layout of the office.

After seeing Xia Luoyang come in, the young man looked over with a bit of scrutiny.

"Yang Xia?" Xia Luoyang was not surprised: "This time, did you choose the escape route?"

 “Xia Luoyang, let’s talk.”

Su Mingan suddenly raised his hand.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　

The pieces of file paper originally held in his hand were now scattered like snowflakes.

 He sat among the flying papers, his eyes fixed on Xia Luoyang:

“—Talk to me about the destruction of White Sand Paradise.”

Hearing this, Xia Luoyang quickly moved his hand towards his arms -

 “Boom—!”

 The air evaporates instantly.

  【HP-238! (weaken!)】

The bright red numbers jumped out from Xia Luoyang's body, and the waves spread across his body. He suddenly felt a surge of energy and blood in his chest.

"Don't move, Xia Luoyang." Su Ming'an stared at him, his hands were ironed to a beautiful sheen: "...otherwise I wouldn't mind killing you directly."

Facing Su Ming'an like this, Xia Luoyang temporarily gave up the idea of ​​drawing his gun.

 He felt a sense of crisis, like a pinprick, coming from the young man at the desk.

He calmed down the nausea and dizziness in his chest, forced down the blood in his mouth, took a breath, and asked slowly: "...So, Yang Xia, are you planning to destroy Baisha Paradise this time?"

"Hmm." Su Mingan said, "This place is too disgusting. I want to destroy it. Do you have any suggestions?"

"But you know almost nothing about the truth here." Xia Luoyang said: "You want to destroy it so quickly?"

"No." Su Mingan pointed his finger at the table. He smiled, leaving no room for words: "Don't ask unnecessary questions. You just need to be responsible for giving suggestions."

Xia Luoyang frowned.

 I don't know why, but he feels that today's Yangxia... is particularly abnormal.

 Although he had vaguely felt it before, the other party's personality was very special. But today, he read an extremely clear word from the other person's eyes looking at him.

  【Arrogance】.

 …This guy who took the initiative to sit on his office chair in front of him was really surprisingly arrogant today.

"I am also a teacher here. Why should I give you suggestions to destroy this place?" Xia Luoyang said.

As soon as he said the words, he felt pain in his right arm. When he lowered his head, he saw that his arm was leaving his body.

Blood spurted out.

The pain hit him instantly, beating his nerves like a drum.

Su Mingan, flashing the space cross light, appeared in front of him, the sword blade in his hand covered with dark shadow.

 “Can we talk now?” Su Mingan asked.

"You are really arrogant today, Yang Xia." Xia Luoyang said, "If you want to know, just convince me."

 “Shua!”

Hearing Xia Luoyang's words, Su Mingan waved his sword without hesitation.

Blood exploded in an instant, and the sword blade passed by without encountering any obstacle.

 There was a muffled "pop" sound, and Xia Luoyang's left arm fell to the ground.

Xia Luoyang took a deep breath, but did not cry out. His expression remained as calm as ever:

“…The method of force will not work with me, Yang Xia, don’t try it.”

 His tone was very quiet.

He knew that Yang Xia, who still knew nothing and had only found some fragmentary clues, would not kill him easily.

 At most, they were using a method that was close to torture to extract information from him.

 But this line of violent extraction is unavailable to him.

He is controlled by the entire White Sand Paradise. Even if he has a rare awakening of partial self-awareness and helped Yang Xia perform the surgery to integrate here from the beginning, he still has to shut up when it is time to shut up.

 …unless the other party can convince him.

 This is a rule, a hidden school rule.

 His eyes were calm, waiting for Yang Xia's inquiry.

 Then, he saw the pitch-black sword body at his left shoulder, turning quickly.

"okay?"

Yang Xia was talking to him:

 “Goodbye then, Teacher Xia.”

 The next moment, blood spurted out in spurts, and the vision was spinning.

Xia Luoyang's head flew up, with shock still in his eyes.

Xia Luoyang never understood why the Yang Xia in front of him would kill him directly if he disagreed.

Obviously, if you keep him alive, even if you just ask a few words, you can get clues from his mouth.

 …But the other party made a direct move.

Xia Luoyang's head fell to the floor and gradually rolled away, flowing down a path of bright red and dark red.

 Blood seeped into the floor, staining it red.

  【*You killed Xia Luoyang (belonging to White Sand Paradise), Exp+8000! 】

 Touching system prompts, jumping out.

Su Mingan squatted down and quickly rummaged through Xia Luoyang's body, finding a box of half-smoked cigarettes, a lighter and a box of matches.

With a "click", the fire lit up, and blue flames popped out in "clusters" and danced faintly between his fingers.

 Beautiful flames, like blue elves.

Hand holding a lighter with flames floating in it, he walked out of the office and walked across the creaking floor to the front door.

 He opened the door and went out, rubbing the smooth body of the lighter with his fingertips, and then raised it.

 The blue color cuts across a parabola, like a shooting star.

The flames stained the floor and fell like stars.

 He took out the box of matches and scratched one.

 “cluster”.

A voice with a bit of frosted texture sounded, and orange fire danced on the end of the small wooden stick. Under the sun, the flame was like a firefly in the light.

 He waved his hand, and the yellow parabola lit up.

 The flames fell to the ground, quickly dyed and spread. It quickly scraped across the entire board like paint, scuttling around unscrupulously.

 “cluster”.

 Another "firefly" jumped at his fingertips.

 He stretched out his hand, and the rising fireworks were dazzling in the darkness inside the door.

 The flames spread.

He stood at a ray of skylight, with his back to the bright sunshine in the sky, watching a layer of fiery red dusk spread quickly, and the flames engulfed the wooden floor.

 Before, he was wondering why all the buildings in Baisha Paradise were made of wood.

 Wooden doors, wooden floors, wooden stairs... Moreover, he saw no firefighting facilities along the way.

 Now it seems that this is an opportunity left for them.

 …In order to destroy this place, leave a chance.

 He kept scratching the match, sending the flame into the door.

The flames danced in front of his eyes, and smoke gradually spread out.

The flames were flaring, and the outline of the white strange man who came over was looming in the sea of ​​​​fire.

By the time they started to use water to extinguish the fire, Su Mingan had already moved to the second floor and continued to set fire.

 He walked along the corridor, throwing fire into the offices on both sides. This match seems to be special. The flame ignites very quickly, as if it has its own oil-splashing effect. The flames spread like a prairie wildfire in this all-wooden building, filling his entire field of vision in an instant.

Matches are something that Xia Luoyang has on him.

 …Xia Luoyang may be prepared. He may have also wanted to destroy White Sand Paradise.

However, because he is restricted by the structure of Baisha Paradise, even if he awakens his self-awareness, he still has to bear the "sin" of being a teacher and passively play his role.

Xia Luoyang is also atonement.

 In this world that is constantly being reset.

Su Mingan raised his eyelids.

In the dark corridor, the firelight flickered.

They seem to be tearing through this endless night, breaking through the shackles of darkness, and flying out.

Dark red flames filled his field of vision, and the building had been completely ignited.

The cool breeze blew by, and the stars of flames jumped and danced.

 He threw down the last match, climbed onto the window sill, and jumped down from the second floor window.

 “Plop.”

He felt as if he had pressed against something soft.

He lowered his head, and sure enough, it was Mo Yan again, and this guy was stepped on by him again.

I don’t know when this guy came over, but he obviously asked him to wait where he was.

 “Big, big brother…” Mo Yan rubbed his body, looking like he was really hurt by being stepped on.

"Why are you following me?" Su Mingan moved away from him and stretched out his hand: "I'm sorry."

 “Ah, ah?”

Mo Yan, who was still rubbing his body, had an almost horrified expression on his face when he heard his words.

 Did he hear wrongly? The eldest brother was actually here, apologizing to him?

  Big brother can actually... have such a good attitude towards a being like him who has not completed all levels perfectly?

"Brother, you..." He was stunned, forgetting to even get up.

Su Mingan retracted his hand and turned around.

 He looked at the door of the building that he closed.

The door is unlocked. Logically speaking, even if there is a fire inside, those white weirdos can rush out.

 However, at this time, no one rushed out.

They were like a group of white trapped animals, piled up inside, scurrying around, trying desperately to put out the fire. Even if they knew there was no way out, the place was destined to be destroyed by flames.

 …Perhaps, these people are also subject to certain rules and cannot abandon this building.

 But unfortunately, no matter which week it was, Su Mingan never discovered this clue.

 Otherwise, his route would not have been so difficult.

  After all, these white monsters with explosive combat power seem like they shouldn't exist in this dungeon. Only this kind of trickery method can completely eliminate these people.

Although there is no experience point prompt, players in other dungeons can completely escape whether they burn these people with fire or go to get the car keys.

 …But that week, he completely ignored this clue.

 Mizushima Kawaharu.

As an existence that has been lurking in this copy for a long time, perhaps she intentionally hid relevant clues.

 He watched the building in front of him burst into flames and listened to the collapse of the wood inside.

Because the windows were sealed, even the smoke and dust were not noticeable. He could only see that the building in front of him was drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

 A huge fire.

The door opened a crack, and the firelight gradually came through.

Through the gap, he could see the smoke that filled the entire room, covering everything like dancing clouds, and the raging fire was burning wantonly.

 The body of the white monster fell, covered with burn marks of flames.

Looking at this scene, he suddenly chuckled.

 Unfortunately, Mo Yan was taken aback again.

“Brother, what’s wrong with you? Do you need a mental recovery potion? But I heard that it only works physiologically. I don’t know if it will be useful to you, brother…”

Su Mingan waved his hand.

 “I’m just happy.” He smiled: “Happy.”

He heard the system prompts:

 【You have entered White Sand Paradise·Hidden Route·Line of Faith】

 【White Sand Paradise has been destroyed, and the sanity value of all surviving players has increased by 20 points. 】

 【Perfect clearance progress: 65%】

  【(Tip: Revealing the final truth will lead to final clearance.)】

 …

"gone."

Su Mingan turned around.

 “Ah, brother, aren’t you going to run away?”

Mo Yan was stunned for a moment.

“Baisha has been destroyed, so why run away?” Su Mingan said with a smile.

 “Then, are you looking for clues? Or...”

Su Mingan shook his head: "I can't find any clues yet. I don't have the energy to tell Dongxue stories."

 “Well, now, brother, you are...”

Su Mingan stretched himself against the sunshine.

"I'm just relaxing." He yawned: "It's worth 80 points, it's wonderful to relax."

Mo Yan blinked.

He gradually couldn't understand what his elder brother was saying.

 He saw his eldest brother walking back, then sitting by the golden flower bed and closing his eyes.

The sunlight evenly spreads on his black hair, like a slowly falling golden gauze.

 He just closed his eyes and said nothing.

 …as if falling asleep.

Mo Yan stood there, with the fire gradually burning up the outer wall behind him.

 He glanced at his elder brother who seemed to be sleeping and turned around.

The bright red and yellow fire jumped out from the building, like a big burning hand reaching for the sky.

 “Big brother.”

 He said softly:

"…Are you asleep?"

"not yet."

 “Then can you listen to what I say?”

"you say."

“…” Mo Yan was silent for a moment: “I feel sorry for my brother.”

 “Well, I always knew.”

“So, I don’t want my eldest brother to have to bear it by himself if anything happens.”

He shifted his gaze and fixed it on Su Ming'an, watching the other person slowly open his eyes.

"Brother, can you tell me what is bothering me?" He asked: "Why do you want to rest at this time... Why did you suddenly kill Suzunako? I don't care about any of this. I just want to be considerate to you. "

“My brother once told me that if you have any troubles, it’s much better to talk them out than to keep them in your heart.”

“So, I really want to know what the eldest brother has been through.”

Su Ming looked at him steadily for a while.

 Mo Yan saw emotions in it that he couldn't understand at all.

“…It’s almost time.” Su Mingan said.

"What?"

Su Mingan smiled and did not answer.

 He closed his eyes, felt the warm sunshine, and drank the mental recovery potion in his hand.

Although this potion had no direct effect, it only made him feel physically comfortable, like a person who had been tired for a long time on a journey and suddenly took a hot bath.

 It has a restorative effect, but it is limited. It would be better for him to sleep.

 After all, he had known for a long time that this turnaround would definitely be a bad one.

 Because he had just returned from death with a low sanity value of 20, his initial state must have been completely abnormal. It's easy to see the contrast between before and after.

 Hence, he has long positioned this return as a "recovery stage."

  Take a save, and then, in the next save, hide the contrast.

 …This is an archive destined to be abandoned by him.

 But it did make him feel at ease.

 For him now, the pain of death caused by annihilation has gradually become less obvious.

 …after all, I’m used to it.

His hand trembled slightly, the black color trembled at the fingertips, and then he was about to lift it up.

“—But brother.” Mo Yan suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm with force: “You are obviously still here, why do you act like you will never see me again—”

Su Mingan glanced at him.

 Mo Yan trembled suddenly, and he couldn't help but let go of his hand.

 …He could not describe the look in his elder brother's eyes now.

It's like looking at a passerby who is destined to leave, like looking at an NPC, like looking at a passerby.

 His eldest brother is looking at him like this now.

 He suddenly felt frightened.

  “…eldest brother?”

 He spoke softly, as if he was afraid of disturbing someone.

 “I sometimes think about it...forget it.”

Su Mingan moved his hands.

Facing Mo Yan who looked at him with complicated eyes, he closed his eyes.

 He was feeling the bright afternoon sunshine.

After experiencing that almost unforgettable death, he now actually became a little greedy for warmth.

 The light spread across his body, and everything was shiny.

 It was like being completely wrapped in something warm, like sinking into the warmth of early spring.

very nice.

 He raised his hand.

 At an extremely fast speed, he pressed his temples without any delay in his movements.

 Then, he saw the familiar darkness.

 …

Su Mingan is sometimes afraid.

 What should he do if his return is not a true return, not a reset of the timeline, but a jump to a different parallel world... In this case.

Those countless possible if lines, countless parallel worlds that were completely abandoned by his death... Does such a world full of all kinds of messes exist?

 He will be afraid of this possibility, which is also the reason why he cannot completely feel at ease.

 …But he could only rather believe that this was a true reset of time.

If a person does not have a goal of always leaving no regrets, he will only gradually fall into madness in such a desperate world.

 He already had the signs of madness.

 He needs a kind of hypnosis called "salvation".

 In times like this, no one is luckier than anyone else.

 No one is more unfortunate than anyone else.

 …

 The sky is bright and clear.

 (End of this chapter)