First Player

Chapter 645: six hundred and forty two

   Chapter 645 Chapter 642 · "No matter who it is, it's the same."

   In the **** sunset, Su Mingan lay on the bed and had a dream.

   He saw a laboratory.

   A man with black hair and gray eyes, stroked the surface of the cabin with his fingers. The man's body is too thin, the traces of the spine are almost clearly visible through the pure white shirt, and the finger bones are even more morbidly white.

"Actor - when you wake up ten years later, twenty years later, or even thirty years later, there is a high probability that you will no longer be yourself. Are you mentally prepared?" Outside the door, a man in a white coat The brunette approached.

   "Yeah." Akto replied.

   "I don't want you to do that," the woman said.

   She sat next to him and stared into his eyes: "We finally ended the cataclysm of the century, and mankind still needs you. Asa, I'm still waiting for you to teach me..."

  Actor pushed her away.

   His arm was as pale as a dead man, as thin as a dead tree, and the woman felt that she was hurt by this.

   "It has to be done," said Actor.

   "You are always like this." The woman said, "I can never persuade you."

  Actor laughed and lay down in the cabin.

   He lay up straight, and the tubes of various colors connected to him, locking his slender skin and bones with a "click" like an iron chain.

   "I can only hope that the visitor is a good person." Akto closed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched:

   "But whoever it is, it's the same."

  …

  Su Mingan woke up suddenly.

   He sat up from the bed, checked the system time, and slept for an hour.

  …Why did he dream of Arctor?

   "Ding dong!"

   The system prompt sounds.

   [Because of completing a time node and opening the Battle of Dawn, you get Aktor's memory (1/4). 】

  …

  Su Mingan got out of bed, the **** sunset greeted his face.

   "Click."

   He heard a crisp sound outside the door and saw Fei Si holding milk.

   "Lord, are you awake?" Fei Si's eyes lit up: "Drink some hot milk. At your age, drinking some milk will help you grow taller."

  Su Ming'an looks at least twenty now, but Faith treats him like a child. She is like this to everyone, because of her character, with a maternal love that is out of line with her age.

   "I don't drink milk." Su Mingan was about to close the door, but Faisi said quickly, "Hey, lord, do you mind if I go in and say a few words?"

  Su Mingan turned sideways and let her in.

   "Lord, I can see that Tretia likes you." Faith said this as soon as she entered the door.

"so?"

"In this era, it is customary to match partners according to the resources of both parties. Only people with the same level of resources are suitable to raise the next generation together." Faith said: "You are also a match, although Tretia Not as good as you, but it is also the pinnacle of power to prevent human infighting in the past 30 years, and you also enjoy abundant resources, I think you can…”

   "Okay, go out."

  Suming An unceremoniously threw out Fei Si who came to lead the red thread. He suspected that Fei Si was the matchmaker sent by Tretia.

   Fess persevered and knocked on the door: "Lord, I haven't finished speaking yet."

  Su Mingan had a headache—According to the previous information, Akto would call this person "Mom". Fei Si is obviously a lively girl of twenty-five years old. How did you call this "mother"?

   He opened the door. Fess handed him the milk: "Lord, let's drink it anyway, everyone saved it for you."

   "You drink it." Su Mingan refused.

   "What? Are you afraid that everyone will poison you?" Yaowen, a black-haired child, walked by coldly.

   "Yaowen, how did you talk!" Fessi reprimanded.

   "Huh." Yaowen tilted his head: "He doesn't drink mother, you drink the milk. If you send the milk back, everyone will push it around again."

   Fessi glanced at Su Mingan: "Then I drink it. Lord, it's a pity that you don't drink it. This is what everyone specially prepared for you..."

   She raised her neck and drank the milk.

  Su Mingan leaned against the door and opened the panel, intending to see how the field was developing. But as soon as he opened the interface, he heard the sound of "crack!" and the sound of the glass bottle shattering.

   He turned his head, and Fei Si's mouth was dripping with bright red blood, and she stared at the glass blankly.

   Her legs were weak, her body was slanted, and she fell to the ground.

   "Mama Feisi—!" Yaowen was horrified.

   "Yes..." Fei Si stretched her hand forward, and the blood on the corners of her mouth accumulated more and more: "Poisonous... Someone is trying to kill the lord..."

   The light in her eyes disappeared little by little, and her whole body spasmed unnaturally.

  Su Mingan picked up Fei Si and rushed to the nearby medical room. He quickly rummaged through the cabinet to prepare the antidote, but heard the faint voice of Faith on the operating table.

   "Lord...Lord..."

  Su Ming'an frowned slightly, looking at Feisi's situation, the poison had already entered his heart. The poisoner really wanted to kill him, but accidentally made Faith a scapegoat.

   Fei Si clasped his wrist, and blood continued to flow from her pale lips. Her eyes were fixed on him, and her face was full of sadness.

  In this world, death is too unexpected.

   "Lord..."

   "In the future, don't drink what anyone hands over..."

   "I, I love..."

  She closed her eyes.

   "Boom!" "Boom!" The door of the medical room was pushed open, and people stood at the door in astonishment, but they could only see a picture of white light.

   The red-haired woman on the operating table, little by little, turned into a brilliant light and lifted into the sky. Even in the white light, there is also a faint blood light.

   "Mom..." Yaowen screamed and fell to the ground.

  Su Ming'an didn't move, he stared at the group of people coldly.

   It can be seen from the blood light that Fei Si has the deficiency disease, and her death is inevitable. Today's poisoning has only advanced her death. She blocked the poison for him once.

  —So, who was it that poisoned the milk?

   "Lord!" Xia Sheng and others arrived in time, and they were all stunned when they saw this scene of white light and blood.

   "Check. Who touched that bottle of milk." Su Ming'an said.

   It is now 5:30 in the evening of the system time, he does not intend to continue to sleep, an hour is enough.

   He thought that the loyalty of the people in the eleventh district had reached the standard, but he did not expect that there were still people who wanted to kill him. It seemed that the missionary cause was imminent.

   He went up to the rooftop to debug the live broadcast equipment.

   For the next four hours, he broadcasts live to advance his work on seizing the faith in the gods. The camp of gods can't stop Xike's pervasive penetration, and every electronic device can transmit his voice.

   As long as he is talking, the degree of delusion of the missionary aura can be deepened, regardless of the content of the story.

  So, he was tired of talking about big truths and began to tell various stories-he had to maintain the interest and attention of the masses in the live broadcast, and not let people get bored.

   He found that people seemed to be particularly interested in passionate adventure stories.

   So, he used himself as the protagonist to tell the story of the world game, and planned to form a serialization system from the end of the first world to the vault of the eighth world. In this way, many people will continue to listen after listening to it once, and continue to consolidate their memory.

   It was getting dark, he leaned back in his chair, the video recording equipment on the rooftop had started to freeze, and today's live broadcast was over.

   He glanced at the faction contribution value: 12209 points.

   His live storytelling is plundering the faith of the gods and making people believe in him. This is more strategic than killing alien beasts, and the contribution value is rising rapidly.

   He bathed in the starry sky and went downstairs.

   The corners of the eaves near    were hung with white cloth. Since Fei Si did not leave a body behind, he could only build a tomb of clothes and crowns. She died almost silently, and no one would remember her name if she hadn't been involved in the poisoning incident.

  Su Mingan walked into the building where Xia Sheng and others were, and as soon as he opened the door, he felt an extremely depressed atmosphere.

"Lord, find out that this person has poisoned him. His name is Huite, an ordinary member of the beacon fire, and there is usually nothing strange about him. No one would have thought that he would poison you." , pressing the young man forward to kowtow.

   "Knock." With a sound, the young man's forehead touched the ground, making a crisp sound, and blood came from the knock.

   "Why did you poison me?" Su Mingan asked lightly.

   "I just want to live!" Huite gritted his teeth: "Only when you die can we return to the camp of gods - if it goes on like this, we will all be led to death by you!"

   "Yeah." Su Mingan responded, "The eleventh district doesn't need traitors. Xia Sheng, execute him."

  Huite was stunned. He never expected that the lord would kill him without even asking him "Why do you think so?".

   He has been waiting here for four hours, waiting to answer the lord's question, and then come up with one, two or three reasons why "humans must lose", but the lord will kill him as soon as he arrives?

With a    "bang", Xia Sheng's muzzle spewed flames, and the bullet pierced Huite's forehead.

  Huite fell to the ground, and the body was quickly pulled away.

  Su Ming'an's eyes were cold.

   He was tired of arguing with the betrayer, and he just killed those who didn’t need it.

   "If we are going to fight against the gods, it is indeed normal for most people to become traitors." Stacy next to him said: "After all, the scale of our gathering place is too small, and people don't trust us..."

   "It's not enough to have a gathering place called District Eleven." Su Mingan raised his eyes: "Sen, what was this area called before? Let's build a city."

   He had seen large abandoned factories and amusement parks here before. The eleventh district should have been a city before, but it was only after a catastrophe that it was reduced to a chaotic gathering place.

   "This city used to be called..." Sentun paused for a moment: "The City of Doomsday."

   At this moment, Su Mingan felt some kind of coincidence called "history".

   "Okay." Su Ming'an said, "Rebelling against the Ten Cities and striving for freedom and liberation - Doomsday City - We build a city and call it Doomsday City."

   "Ding dong!"

  At the top of the realm panel, the original "realm name: Beacon/Eleventh District" was automatically changed to "Doomsday City".

   Thought flashed in his eyes.

  Keusta...what is it? Is it really just for him to experience the history that has happened?

   That dream just now…

  …

   The blood-colored sunset shone down.

Behind   Lin Guang, hundreds of hoses shone slightly, with a faint blood flowing in them.

   He walked all the way up and reached the top floor - here is a pure white disc roof. In the center of the rooftop, where the halo gathers, a hardcover book with a red shell is quietly embedded in the center console.

   "God." Lin Guang said in a low voice: "What should I do?"

   As the most powerful agent, he has the ability to communicate directly with the gods.

   After a while, he heard a gentle male voice in his ear:

  【Can't kill Akto, try to get him back. If he wants to start a war, let him fight. 】

  【He is the most important person, everything else… is not important. 】

   "Why are you so interested in him?" Lin Guang said.

   There was silence around him for a moment.

  【—Because only the 'civilization bet' can extract the source of the world in his body, and we need him to complete this bet. 】The **** said.

   "If you want the source of the world so much, it seems that your world is about to be destroyed." Lin Guang said: "What if I have to kill him? No one wants to get the source of the world, everyone will die together."

  The **** smiled softly.

   That voice was even more gentle, like a whisper in his ear.

  【You won't do this. 】

  【Go, get him back. 】

   The voice ceased.

  Linguang clenched his fists, and the muddy darkness in his eyes became more and more serious.

   "You are indeed capable of whispering to us across the distance of a world." Lin Guang stared at the book: "But the moment you officially invade our world... I will definitely kill you."

   With a bang, he swept the book to the ground, the blood-red pages fluttering about like bright red butterflies.

   "Civilization and racial disputes have always been cruel. The loser's world will be destroyed, all living beings will die, or they will become walking dead." He said:

   "But the victorious one - definitely this world of ours, you want to invade, delusional."

   (end of this chapter)