First Player

Chapter 472: four hundred and sixty nine

   Chapter 472 Chapter 469 "How I long to meet you."

   Sibel turned around.

  A wobbly figure was walking from the direction behind them. The man was wearing a tattered fur coat and looked like he had traveled a long way.

   He has a pair of glasses on his face and a watch on his wrist, obviously, these are not things produced by the dome.

  …This is an outsider.

  Some people who came in from the outside world, accidentally passed through the black wall, and came to the Vault of Earth occasionally appeared in the Vault of Earth. Since the black wall has entry and exit, they can't go back after entering, they can only live in the vault, just like the teacher Fang who helped Sibel.

   However, these outsiders generally have blurred memories, and it takes a long time for their minds to recover before returning to normal. This should be the negative effect of crossing this black wall of pollution.

   The swaying outsider in front of him should be someone who strayed into the black wall.

   "Hey, is there any reaction?"

  Sibel stepped forward and patted the outsider's arm, but the other party didn't respond at all.

  Like walking with corpses, this insane outsider only knows how to move forward. He walked towards the barrier and merged into it unimpeded.

   He successfully entered the dome.

   Outsiders can freely pass through the barrier. But once they enter the sky and are contaminated with the breath of the sky, they can no longer integrate into the enchantment as before, and the enchantment will start blocking them. That's why the black wall has entry and exit.

   Su Mingan and Sibel, who were contaminated with the atmosphere of the sky, could not integrate into the barrier like this outsider. If they could not break the barrier, they would likely be trapped in this black wall.

  Sibel sat down with a butt, and the black mud poured into her chest.

   Her breathing was rapid and her face was getting paler.

   "It's annoying." She said, "...It's really uncomfortable. We should keep that outsider and let him play with us."

   "Huh?" Su Ming'an said, "Why do you have such an idea?"

   "Because it failed." Sibel raised his head: "We can't break the barrier, we can't get out, and the result is death."

  "..." Su Mingan observed the barrier in front of him, ignoring Sibel's self-abandonment.

   He thought that since the reward for the Baishen Stone quest was to be teleported here, there must be something suitable for him here, and it was impossible to just set a trap to trap him to death.

  I can't see anything around, but there should be a way to get out of here.

   He took a step and was about to call Sibel when he suddenly saw her smiling.

  The black mud smeared on her face, like a thick layer of paint, the paleness on her face was more obvious, and the fluttering white hair was almost transparent in the light.

   She was laughing.

  Desperate, self-sacrificing, powerless laugh.

   Her mental state appears to be poor, possibly due to environmental pollution. She suddenly began to babble nonsense.

  "...It seems to end here." She said: "This ending is okay, at least there are people around."

   She trembled slightly, and the bright red robe on her body trembled with her.

   Her eyes began to flicker violently, like a mental patient who was going to go mad.

   "Calm down. It's not the most desperate time yet." Su Mingan reached out to pull her, but saw that she also extended his hand at the same time.

   The muddy hand pulled up his robe.

   She pulled on his robe, her movements soft and gentle, like a gentle inquiry.

   "...Su Ming'an."

   In the thick darkness, the sludge was like maggots, wrapping around her thin body.

"…I am so tired."

   Her eyes were red.

   Her hand grabbed his robe, looking soft.

   "I... can't walk. I'm so tired," she said.

  Su Ming'an didn't answer, he stretched out his hand and pulled Sibel up.

   At this moment, her whole body was covered in black mud, as if she had rolled a few times in the quagmire. When she was picked up by Su Mingan, her limbs sagged weakly, like a bird being lifted up.

   White hair fluttered in front of her pale eyes, and those eyes were full of deep exhaustion.

   "Su Ming'an, I'm really tired." She said, "Don't take me with you."

   "Take a rest when you're tired." Su Ming'an didn't carry her on her back, but carried her with one hand. Since the ground was full of soft sludge, it wouldn't hurt when she was dragged.

   He glanced at the status bar, the san value had dropped to 72 points. This slowdown is too fast. If it is not stabilized in time, I am afraid that it will not last until the fifteenth day, and he will fall into the chaos of Baisha Paradise again.

   In that state, he can kill anyone he sees, and the sights he sees are all hallucinations. He must not fall into the situation where he loses his ability to think.

  These black mud have radiation, their condition will only get worse, and the curse on Sibel may be triggered in advance.

   They need to leave as soon as possible.

  Su Ming'an was walking in the mud, dragging Sibel like a thin rabbit. The depressing and damp atmosphere enveloped his head and body, and his legs were as hard to move as if they were filled with lead.

   "Cough cough..." Gradually, he began to cough. A dry feeling came from his throat, and he coughed and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

  …

  【SAN value: 70 points】

  …

  Sibel's voice came: "We can't break the black wall without becoming gods."

  Su Mingan continued walking.

   "I understand that even the slightest mistake in decision making can lead to death, and we shouldn't have teleported in..." she continued.

   “… let’s end it.” She said:

   "Thank you for accompanying me here."

  Su Mingan stopped.

   He didn't look back at her, he just said, "Siebel, don't take death too easy."

  blood dripped down the corner of his mouth, he wiped it with his right hand, and his face was stained with black mud.

   "I hope you can understand that life cannot be repeated. Since you once wanted to live so much, don't keep thinking about giving up, I will take you to live." He said.

   "Ha, ha ha..." After hearing his words, Sibel laughed.

   She dragged in the black mud like a paralyzed mud, and bursts of laughter floated out, her voice a little muffled.

   "You are so cute... No, it should be considered innocent." She said: "But it is useless, I have seen it, my [prophecy], I will not succeed, I will not win to the end..."

"I don't believe in prophecy." Su Ming'an said, "Someone once told me that she would predict dreams. But whether it's a dream or a prophecy, it's the same. The future is in your own hands, and I... will not entrust the future to anything. foreknowledge."

  Sibel's head was tilted, her hood fell off, and the flower of the curse fire at the end of her hair shimmered in the darkness.

   In her eyes, there is a crystal water light.

"You're not the one who wants to die." Su Mingan paid attention to her reaction and thought about her words: "If you want to die, die in the darkness that no one knows about, and die silently, then you once threatened to let everyone see it. Who is "Light and Liberty" for?

  You succumbed to this world and destiny, you fulfilled your brother's wish to be named chief, and successfully died in a no-man's corner - this is what you want to prove? "

  “…”

"Siebel, death is the easiest thing to do," he said. "When you die, there is nothing left, the world is still going on, and everything has nothing to do with you—living is the hardest thing. If this is your so-called ideals and beliefs, then I misunderstood when I first met you, and I thought that you, standing alone between heaven and earth, could be somewhat different from others."

   He said, and let go of his hand gently.

   At this moment, as expected, he heard the system prompt.

  …

  【NPC (Sibel) favorability: 50+10】

  …

  A hand full of thick calluses and scars suddenly grabbed his hand.

  The sticky sludge slid between her palms, bringing a slippery and disgusting touch, but she did not let go, but slowly stood up from the sludge.

   When she got up from the black mud, she slightly parted her lips and showed a faint smile.

   "Fighting." She said, "I'm ready to fight."

   She raised her head, barely stood up straight, her legs were shaking. She supported Su Ming'an's back with both hands and climbed up with difficulty.

  Su Mingan carried her on his back again.

   Frankly speaking, Sibel's favorability is the hardest he has ever met. She has a very wild temperament, like a lone wolf licking her wounds alone. He is obviously a teenager, but his perception and alertness are not low. He even has a lot of fighting wisdom, and he has his own unique views on everything in the world.

   It's really hard to fool someone like   . She who grew up in this environment is completely different from Jasmine's simple existence.

   Even though her mental state was very bad, Sibel was always quiet behind her. She pursed her lips tightly, lowered her head, and closed her eyes.

   "I'm going to bed." She repeated: "I'm going to bed."

   In order to make sure that her spirit is not disturbed, she wants to fall asleep quickly while she is still awake.

   "Do you need me to sing you a lullaby?" Su Mingan said casually.

  Sibel laughed: "No, I can sing it myself."

   she said in a very soft voice:

   "Before my mother died, she would sing to me. Although the song was difficult, she kept singing. I fell asleep as I sang."

  … Of course, after that, after being exiled from the First Tribe, she learned to sing on her own.

   In many hungry and cold nights, huddled in thin blankets and shivering. she sang.

   In the night of forcing himself to sleep in preparation for the next day's hunting. she sang.

   Singing and singing, she would forget everything that happened and fall asleep peacefully.

  ... She knew that no one would be at the bedside, giving her soft-spoken care and singing lullabies to her.

   So she can sing by herself.

   So she can only sing by herself.

   Even later, someone carried her back in the flames of the sky and sang this song to her, but that memory has become more and more blurred.

  No one, sing this song to her again.

   "I'm going to start singing." She said, fiddling with her hair, the bright red Spellfire flower dazzling in the white hair.

   "I'm listening." Su Ming'an said.

   Sibel coughed softly and slowly closed his bloodshot eyes.

   "In the faraway wilderness." She began, singing softly, like a slow-flowing stream:

   "In the silent dawn."

   "...I watch your shadow."

   "In the collapsing firmament."

   "In the pale cry."

   "...I watch your shadow."

   Her voice was soft and gentle, floating in the silent dark space, like a harmonious children's song.

   "In the vain darkness."

   "In the years of hesitation."

   "...I watch your shadow."

   "In the shadow of lambs, pythons and crows."

   "I trace your shadow."

   "In the fantasy of blue sky, stars and moon.

   "I chant your name."

   Her slightly swaying silver thread brushed his shoulders.

   Her body carries a natural aura of grass, reminiscent of the boundless wilderness.

  Completely different from the damp smell around her, her temperament is clear and clean.

   She sang in a low voice, her breathing getting softer and softer.

   "I don't understand spring breeze, lilac and rain."

   "I can't see the sea, the tide and the shells."

   "...I was born of the night, and I do not understand day and light."

   "The black raven is on the tree, and I am listening to the sound of the night."

   "The light of the day is too bright, I am in your sleep."

   "How beautiful, free and bright."

  “…”

   "...how, how long I want to meet you."

   Her voice gradually dropped to nothing.

  The sound of shallow breathing came.

   She fell asleep.

  …

  【SAN value: 60 points】

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   (end of this chapter)