Chapter 692 Chapter 689 · "Don't go forward, don't go forward, don't go forward."

   A funny scene appeared.

   The Lord of the City, who led the Battle of Dawn, laughed wildly at a young man in the infirmary. The boys were also led to laugh together, and no one knew what they were laughing at.

   "Haha, hahahaha..."

   The city lord and the young man laughed at each other, the louder the laughter, the louder the laughter would be, and gradually spread out of the corridor, and everyone couldn't help laughing along.

   They didn't see the dead girl behind Su Ming'an, and they all laughed together with the city owner, not wanting to make the city owner laugh alone.

   "Laugh, the city owner is laughing." Someone reminded those who didn't laugh softly.

   Immediately, many people burst out laughing.

"hahahahahahahahaha…"

The laughter is like a bird flying straight into the sky, flying outwards along the high tone, and its feathers flutter "crashing". Everyone enjoys the sea of ​​joy, and everyone in the corridor will laugh when they hear it. I think something good happened in this room.

   "What are you laughing at here?" Someone couldn't help but approach, the door was already crowded.

   "I'm so happy, did the Lord of the City tell an interesting story?"

   "I want to hear it too, but I can't squeeze in..."

   "Then let's laugh at the door."

   People looked at the room with smiles on their faces.

   These laughter are so sweet and pleasing to the ears, it makes one feel good to hear. Everyone laughed and joined their city in this nonsensical comedy of absurdity.

   Although no one knows what the city owner is laughing at.

  Everyone was laughing. They grinned, raised their eyebrows, and laughed loudly, as if all the joy and blessings had gathered here in an instant. Faces distorted by smiles stared straight at each other, and the room turned into a sea of ​​laughter.

   "City Lord, hahahaha..."

   "I'm so happy too, hahahahaha..."

   "Today is a festival after all..."

   No one saw the dead **** the bed.

  No one could see the tears in their city lord's eyes.

   People only know how to laugh with this voice, as if they can fit into the mainstream.

   After three minutes, some people finally got tired of laughing, and some people realized that the atmosphere was not right, so they gradually stopped laughing.

   They stopped smiling one by one, like taking off one mask after another.

  “…”

  After five minutes, the city lord gradually was the only one laughing. He slowly, bit by bit, bent his body like a bow that was bent to the extreme. The laughter flew out through his hands covering his cheeks.

   "Haha...ha...woooohahahaha..."

   Every time he laughed, he gasped violently, and his neck was blue and purple. The ocean-like suffocation surrounded him in the laughter, and the breath seemed to burn like fire. As the anesthesia faded, his five senses were clear, and his vision and hearing were not blurred.

   He finally became a sober maniac alone.

  Everyone watched their city lord go crazy.

   "City Lord...City Lord?" A nurse stretched out her hand, as if testing a beast in a cage. Her young face was full of fear and concern, and she was both in awe of him and afraid of him.

  Su Mingan raised his eyelids.

   His eyes moved slightly, and his thoughts floated outside his body under the influence of the drug, gradually separating from this painful body.

   He doesn't care who breaks his bones, it doesn't matter if his limbs are broken.

  He endured burns and frostbite and flew thousands of miles, and it didn't matter if his body was all festered.

   His throat was injured but he kept talking, even if he was silent.

   He went back and forth from life to death, and struggled countless times in **** in extreme pain. He doesn't care about himself, he doesn't care about any pain.

  …but she still died.

   He was obviously afraid of losing, but his death reversal made him lose again and again.

   Obviously the time can be fixed to the early morning time, let him know that she is dead. But he had to freeze to a point in time when there was such a glimmer of chance to save her, making him struggle frantically between glimmers of hope.

  —It made him look back and forth again and again and found nothing, made him madly save but failed, made him try his best but had nothing in his hands.

So at the end of the time point, after she died, he finally realized the clown mask on his face, he was in pain, laughing, crazy, the mask penetrated into his flesh, and everyone was playing with him wearing the mask. In this absurd drama, there are laughing white coats on the screen, and hundreds of millions of silent audiences off the screen.

   He has too much to tell others.

   He can't vent in front of people, he's not allowed and has no object, and there's no need to show his expression at the rest of the time, except in uncontrollable situations.

  …is he allowed to laugh now?

   Does he have room to laugh now?

  “…”

   He gasped and made a sound like a broken bellows, and his body voluntarily fell forward.

   No one had time to hold him.

   "Bang!" With a bang, his forehead hit the sharp corner of the cabinet. Due to the huge force, there was a crisp bone cracking sound, and everyone's smiles disappeared instantly.

   He fell into the arms of the young nurse, his eyes like hot thorns, blood hovering over his thick eyelashes.

   "City Lord..."

   "Save people!"

   People were running around in chaos, like a messy reflection flying indistinctly, his vision became blood red little by little, and his five senses were wrapped in a slippery perception, and he heard the sigh of the gods.

   Among the panicked figures, the nurse hugged him tremblingly, her arms soft and warm. Under the influence of the drug, he felt like an ocean wave enveloping him. She called to him softly, indistinctly, as if reciting to him a fairy tale before sleep.

   "City Lord, don't sleep...City Lord..."

   He subconsciously grasped the fabric by her hand, as if he was holding someone's warm hand.

"Mother…"

   Consciousness is silent.

  …

   A cold storm broke out.

   The sound of wind and snow flowing in his ears overshadowed the panic of the doctors and nurses, as if they had suddenly switched to another world.

   He stood up against the wall.

  Since the discovery of Yueyue's body, he has been stabbed to death by Yueyue once, committed suicide once in the wind and snow, and committed suicide once in the hospital. This is the fourth time.

   "It's okay." He said to himself: "It doesn't hurt..."

   He took the wheelchair, rushed to the rooftop, and waited for the clone to come to fight against Lin Guang, trying every second to seize the time.

   But this time he was only 16 minutes early, and he finally failed.

   Yueyue died in his arms, and the sword cut off half of his head.

   In Week 5, he arrived 17 minutes early and didn't lead much.

   She still died in his voice, like a sleeping cat.

   In the sixth week, he arrived 18 minutes early. The lack of illness made her sometimes quiet like an angel, and sometimes furious like a demon. This time, she scratched herself frantically and died, not as peacefully as before. Before she died, she cried and said that she wanted to go home.

   He said sorry, he would let her return.

   Week 7, this time he didn't arrive early. He accidentally angered Lin Guang, and Lin Guang strangled him to death on the rooftop.

   Before he died, he saw Lin Guang madly saying sorry to him, and his posture was as funny as a clown.

  The world is constantly repeating itself between repeated shifts, and everyone's joys, sorrows and fears are like a slideshow in front of him.

   He traveled back and forth in the long river of time, like a spectator chasing the plot.

   Then the eighth, the ninth…

   Swallowing the potion - going to the rooftop - delaying time - avatar arrived - running at full speed - talking to her - watching her die in his arms.

   He even thought he was crazy, otherwise why would he feel numb to the pain, and even the audience's barrage was blurred like flying snow.

   In the tenth week, he decided to change his mind and start with NPCs. Unless he kills Lin Guang, there is no way to speed up any further.

  Lingguang is not easy to kill, it can even be said to be difficult.

   In addition to his hands, Su Mingan could hardly move other parts. Once he made a slight mistake, he would be caught by the endless mechanical army, or even penetrated by the machine gun protruding from the corner. In the end, it was a tragic ending.

  Sometimes he was knocked to the ground, his flesh would be torn, his bones would be shattered, and the mechanical army would confine him to the ground like a target, bullets would penetrate his skin, and blood would stain the ground red.

After   Ling Guang tortured him, he would treat him again and say sorry to him crazy.

  Because the anesthesia hasn't come off, he doesn't feel much pain, just watching his bones get shattered a little bit, as if Lin Guang shattered only a white stone that had nothing to do with him.

   He once called out the name "Lu Shu" to Lin Guang to test the other party's reaction. As a result, Lin Guang was so angry that he strangled him, as if it were a taboo name.

   He gradually watched all this with a cold eye, like a raider on the outside. Control a game character named "Su Ming'an" and pass this level over and over again. Because the drug affects him without pain and fear of death, his mentality is no different from that of off-screen players.

  Sometimes he has been tortured for a long time, and the agent Xiaobi will come to rescue him, but she can't beat Lin Guang, she said a sentence before dying:

   "Lovis, I want to sign a contract with you..."

  What contract?

  Su Ming'an raised his head, his eyes were blood-stained with blood.

  …

  Fifteenth week.

  Su Mingan walked straight to the first floor this time, and happened to meet Xiaobi, her green eyes were still beautiful.

   "Luvis, why did you come here... Forget it, your situation is very critical, I have to sign a contract with you." Xiaobi said.

   "Huh?" Su Mingan's eyes were cold.

"When I played against Noel, my memory gradually woke up. I was a special program. You can understand it as an 'antivirus program', which is essentially an 'antivirus'." Xiaobi said, "I can program with you. Build a bridge, when you are invaded by other dimension, I can appear in front of you in time to stop you."

   "360 security guards? No, I won't be invaded by other dimension." Su Mingan said.

   "What 360... Do you know why I came in such a hurry?" Xiaobi frowned: "Look at the color of your eyes, do you really believe what Tawei said?"

  Su Mingan was startled, he stood up the system mirror, and saw a pair of dark red eyes.

   He suddenly realized why Xiaobi came faster and faster every week. As an antivirus program, she could sense that someone here was invaded by him.

  An antivirus program specifically for him?

   "Let's sign then." Su Ming'an said that he had heard Xiaobi's favorability reminder before, and he had a full 80 points.

After    signed, they went upstairs together.

   Five minutes later, Su Mingan died again.

   The mechanical army of the ocean drowned him.

   He realized that his way of killing Lin Guang alone would not work either. In the sixteenth week, after signing a contract with Xiaobi, he symbolically glanced at the legion map, opened Mir Chris' bloodmark pocket watch, and teleported it to Yueyue.

   He wanted to try the route of not stopping the nuclear explosion. If he was outside, Lin Guang might not have launched a nuclear explosion at six in the morning.

   There is no other way...

The moment the    teleportation ended, the loss of one-third of his blood caused him to go from being seriously injured to dying in an instant.

   "Ming An?" Yue Yue's surprised voice came from her ear.

   At 10:50 at night, she was still sitting in the truck and was not driven to the blood pool.

   "Stab - Stab -" The car radio sounded indistinct. The army had lost contact with the main force and was discussing whether to return or continue to advance.

   Nothing has happened yet.

   "City Lord!" The soldiers exclaimed when they saw that the sky was falling.

   "Call Doctor Carl!"

   "Why is the city lord covered in blood, is there something wrong with the front line..."

  Su Mingan said to her with all his strength before she fell into a coma:

   "Don't go forward, go back..."

   Don't go forward, don't go forward, don't go forward.

  He wants to let her go home.

  …

   "Drip-drip."

   The black-haired youth was lying on the white hospital bed, as if he had fallen into a soft white dream. Lilies and red roses bloom by the bedside.

   In the sound of the instrument, he slowly opened his eyes.

   A row of people were waiting by the bed, and when Su Mingan woke up, everyone stood up with a "swoosh". These people are all those experts and scholars after the end of the Battle of Dawn in the previous week, and they are old acquaintances.

   He has returned to Doom City.

   Yueyue sat beside him and held his hand. The clock on the wall was twelve o'clock in the middle of the night. Her hands were soft and clean, with no traces of burnt black. The eyes are clear and translucent, there is no rolled flesh and ferocious burns.

  Su Mingan stared blankly at the clock and smiled.

   She lived past twelve.

  He rescued her.

Her body won't get very hot, her smooth black hair won't scorch, the fingers holding the sword won't break like dead branches, and everyone won't leave her sick, she can only live in no one's place Losing reason in the **** hell, waiting for death...

   He saw fifteen of her corpses with various forms of death, and no one could save her...

   A sense of weightlessness rose and fell suddenly in his chest, as if an anchor was pressing down on his heart.

  No pain and loss can tame his soul, he is just afraid of this kind of light and shadow that is constantly passing by his side, he is afraid of this kind of loneliness that can only be spoken to himself.

  The girl in the cat-eared hat is still alive.

  Perhaps, there will be a fairy world that she likes later.

   Among the voices of a group of people celebrating the Fuyuan Festival, only she wished him a Happy New Year.

   Among the voices calling him the city lord, only she clenched his hand and called him Ming An.

   At this moment, like wind and rain, time seems to extend infinitely far, the moon and stars have become metaphors full of emotions, and she looks at him, her eyes are more transparent and pure than the moon and stars.

   "Happy New Year, Ming An. You saved us, it doesn't matter, there is no one in the City of Gods." Yueyue said.

"Happy New Year."

   He clenched her hand tightly, and there seemed to be countless dry bones of his own in the shadow he cast, strangling him.

   "Let's celebrate the holidays together," she said.

  …

   Sixteenth week.

   Countless "Su Ming'an" died in his memory.

  …

  …

  【Maybe the future I see has another ending. 】

[At the end of the year, the world game is over, Noel is exploring everywhere, Su Rin returns to his hometown, Yueyue has an endless supply of chocolates, Qianqian sees the sea, and Shen Xue survives with the help of Liu Anna, Alyssa got a happy family, Wang Xingxing became a game anchor, Xie Lude became a traveler... They all have a bright future. 】

   [As for Su Mingan. 】

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  【…Who is Su Mingan? 】

  [—From the World Forum on January 31, 2022, "The Stars of Humanity Shine" TOP20 Hot Post]

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