Chapter 699 Chapter 696·BE22·"Meet you"

   This time?

  Su Ming'an could not precisely understand the meaning of Noel's mouth.

  The blizzard raised Noel's blond hair, and the heat expanded and disappeared on the side of his face, framing his pale face. His expression was focused.

   "Look down," Noel said.

   "Hula-"

   The height of the crow dropped, Su Mingan lowered his head and saw the train speeding by on the ground. Through the five senses, which are in excellent state of shadow, he heard the voice below. A train passed by, and a mother and daughter were chatting.

   "Be good Nini, don't stick your hands and head out of the window, you know?" A mother's voice came from the train, and she pulled the girl's hand back.

   "Mom, when will Dad come back from the battlefield?" the girl said.

   "After tonight, if we can see the dawn rise, Daddy will be back. Nini must give him a big hug then, okay?"

"it is good."

   "Not only Dad, everyone on the battlefield is a hero, Nini will learn from them in the future, you know?" said the mother.

   "Okay!" The girl paused: "Mom, what should we do if we don't see the dawn rise."

"That means that a nuclear explosion happened... It's okay, Nini, you just have to remember that in the 48th year of the cataclysm, everyone fought with all their might to the end, whether it was a frontline soldier like your father or a logistician like your mother. ." The mother said softly, with choked sobbing in her voice: "No one is ashamed..."

   "Ah, Mom, look out the window, I see a crow! A living crow, so beautiful—"

  Suddenly, the girl screamed in surprise.

   Mother looked up and saw a crow like a floating black island outside the car window. Under the dark sky, it flew to the earth so far and quiet, as if the water was about to melt gently into the water.

  During the long-term war, people hardly saw any live animals, the air was always filled with a gray haze, and the girl had never seen a bird since she was a child.

   But tonight she saw it.

   On the last night of the war, before dawn, she saw a free bird in flight.

"Mom, didn't you say that we won't be able to see birds until the war is over, a long, long time after people enter the spring?" The girl said, "I can only see the foggy sky since I was a child. Is it in the cold winter? Will there be birds?"

  The mother holds the girl in her arms.

   She rubbed the girl's head:

   "Nini, perhaps, spring has come."

  …

…spring.

  Su Mingan heard this term more than once.

  In the eyes of people in the ruined world, it represents all the good. Warmth, beauty, light... whatever is not available in winter night, spring will have it. Spring will bring back whatever is lost between wars.

  For this spring, I don’t know how many people died one after another in the sixteen years of the cold winter.

  “…”

   The crow continued to move forward. He saw the lights of thousands of houses in the city. The flashing red headlights were like flowing blood vessels, linking the heart of the earth to sustain the lives of all residents.

  The lights of the Qingtian Building are flickering, and the “slap la la” network between the streets is like a bell ringing crisply.

   He looked into the distance, beyond the city in the distance - lay skeletons that were invisible to the naked eye. Trucks galloped carrying arms, trains galloped past like pythons, and soldiers on the way to the front line said goodbye to their families with guns in their hands. The Fuyuan Festival blends perfectly with the last night of the most dangerous battle of dawn, and everyone is looking forward to stepping into the warm world.

   "Whoa!"

  The fire is so bright that it is the same color as the fireworks.

Between    high in the sky, Nuoer also looked down at this splendid world.

"I often think... the universe is endless, but people are so small." Noel said: "Humans are a very strange race - even if they become overlords on the planet, they cannot solve the problems that can be easily solved between animal groups. Humans do not have absolute rules among animal groups. Some people are born with rebellious bones, which makes them want to resist all the time even if they are ruled, chasing freedom that can only be reached by sacrificing their lives..."

  Su Mingan turned his head to the side and looked at Nuoer, whose eyes were blood red.

   "To describe this kind of person in one sentence is..." Noel also looked at him: "...It's people like you and me."

   "...What?" Su Mingan said.

  Noel's voice was too soft for him to hear.

   "I said, I admire people who are born anti-bone." Noel said with a smile.

   The other side of the night sky was so far away that even if Knoll looked out, he couldn't capture anything but the skyline. Those distant nights, like a safe full of secrets, trapped adventurers who were desperate like moths to the flames.

  Compared with this vast wind and snow, the slender body of human beings is as tiny as a tiny mote, reminiscent of the universe and the truth of life and death.

   "Puppet Master, what do you want to say?" Su Mingan said.

"I want to say...the thing that can crush people the most is a repeated 'feeling of powerlessness'." Noel said: "People who are naturally rebellious, for what they want to gain, lose again and again, and again and again. Once again irreparable... For individuals who are suffering and cannot end their suffering, no theory can go directly to their hearts and souls, or to speak to the despair they feel."

   "Then what advice do you have?" Su Mingan vaguely felt that Noel was hinting at him: "Puppet master..."

and many more.

   At this moment, Su Mingan suddenly thought of a possibility.

  Noel's game occupation is a puppet master.

  Puppet Master, as the name suggests, Noel can control the movements, expressions, and words of the puppets, allowing the puppets to perform on the stage and perform every play perfectly.

  Noel can control objects around him with silk threads, even control NPCs, control players... He can control almost everything he sees.

   But Noel's thread...

  Su Ming'an skipped a beat in his heart.

  —Can he control Noel himself?

  If Noel's will can control the silk thread, let the silk thread run through every bone of his own, control every inch of the expression between his own face, and turn his own flesh into a puppet that can be performed...

   Then behind the bright red eyes of the "Noel who was invaded by Tavi",

  —Is there a soul of a conscious Noel who controls his body with silk threads?

  Su Ming'an suddenly remembered what the **** in him said before when he saw Nuoer:

  【And this one called Noel is really interesting, he is actually… 】

  “…”

  —He wasn’t actually hacked at all.

  Noel split his body and soul, coldly watching his body become red-eyed by the bewitched by the gods, doing all kinds of cruel and cruel things like walking dead.

   His soul remained awake, using silk threads to control his body, performing this puppet show that he was "invaded by Tawei" in order to obtain important information about the gods' camp.

   - This is the perfect performance that only the puppet master class can do. For someone else, it is impossible to separate the body and soul.

This is how   Noel deceived the gods.

   He inserted the puppet silk into his body.

  —This is a method that only a madman can think of, and he has to suffer the double pain of being separated from the body and the soul at all times.

   The **** on Su Mingan was not deceived by Nuoer, and he vaguely pointed this out. However, the **** on Noel was not so smart, and he was deceived by Noel's superb puppet show.

   Even Su Mingan and all the audience were deceived.

  “…”

  Su Mingan raised his head.

   At this moment, he seemed to hear the "swoosh" sound from the silk thread. With the night as the scene and the crow as the stage, the blond magician smiled at him.

   Nuoer's lips opened slightly, and he traced a sentence to Su Mingan—

   [Go to the valley of (283, 298), find a man named North Lisser, threaten him with the mechanical products he has hidden in the ground, and break the third-line dead end. This is the secret message I learned from the mouths of the gods who invaded me. 】

   "Ding dong!"

  Su Mingan suddenly heard the system prompt.

  【You get the hidden clue, the valley of North Lisel】

  [(The Valley of North Lissel): North Lisser is not afraid of the sky, only the mechanical products he hides in the ground can let him tell hidden clues. It is said that this clue is related to the dawn system, which can turn the world upside down and restore those who are missing...]

  “…”

  Su Ming'an's breathing stagnated for a moment, and the shocking thunder pierced his heart.

   suddenly enlightened.

  —It turns out that this red-eyed Noel body,

   is just a puppet manipulated by Noel's sober soul,

   is his capital to deceive the trust of the gods and go deep into the dangerous land,

   It was he who took risks to obtain an unknown explorer's certificate,

   is the thread of his soul that pierces his body.

   He is the real-【Puppet Master】.

  Thread controls more than just his weapons and enemies...even himself.

  “…”

  Su Mingan raised his head and saw the blond boy standing in the snow.

  The fluttering blond hair is as beautiful as the feathers of the Golden Crow in mythology. When blown by the cold wind, it looks like a water bird passing over the lake.

   "Okay, you will achieve three-line perfection." Noel smiled: "Happy New Year, Ming An."

   Everyone only saw Red-Eyed Noel before, thinking that he was invaded by [Taiwei] and lost his mind. After no one saw the curtain, it was the puppet master who calmly manipulated his body to perform.

  —he is the second player, how could he be fooled by whispers?

   He just chose the most dangerous infiltration method, delivered his body, and firmly stabilized his soul until this moment.

   He didn't know whether Su Ming'an's authority was to jump the timeline, and he couldn't even be 100% sure that it was a death rollback. It was very likely that he couldn't even hold his soul, and he was truly completely invaded.

   But he knew that only in this way could he really help Su Mingan, who was at the core of the crisis.

   This is a textbook delivery of information, a perfect Mission: Impossible.

  …

  【This is the second human player. 】

  …

   "Su Ming'an, I have lost all qualifications for perfect clearance, so I will raise my hands high and hold you up to the sky..." Noel didn't say the second half of the sentence.

  What he wants to say is that only in this way can the only "number one player" with god-like time authority, the only one who can truly compete with higher dimensions, step into a brand new world where there is no dead end.

   He has always been a daring gambler, a mad and sane adventurer.

  A golden bird flying towards freedom, standing high above the sky and never falling.

   "…Thank you, Noel."

  Su Mingan responded.

  Noel smiled.

   His eyes were filled with bubbles of happiness.

   That laughter was weak, as if it melted away with the dark world—

"Ming An - I was still a little unsure before, the next clue, I need you to go back and let me know first. Remember, [shaking your head is a scenario simulation, waving your hand is a timed retrospective, hugging is a death rollback, and greeting is reading an archive. 】 "

  Noel's words sounded inexplicable, but Su Mingan understood it.

"I see."

  Noel got up, stopped looking at Su Mingan, and looked at the dark sky.

   He opened his arms high and his laughter was as free as the wind. It was as if a scalding flame burned his body, like a clear sky slowly blooming above the sky—

"spring is coming…"

  …

  Su Mingan raised his hand and stabbed at his temple, he closed his eyes.

   Next week.

  Su Ming'an opened his eyes, and like the previous one, he stopped Tretia from detonating the bomb, pushed the light, saved Yamada Choichi, and turned back.

  Under the rippling moonlight on the upper floors, the blond magician stepped on the black crow, with blood-red eyes, and appeared outside the window:

   "Hello, guests from the city of God from afar, the host here has left, I will take this opportunity to take you away..."

next moment,

  —Su Mingan took a step forward without hesitation and hugged Noel.

  【Shaking your head is a situational simulation, waving your hand is a timed retrospective, hugging is a death rollback, and greeting is a read archive】

  …

  【Embrace is death rollback. 】

  …

   At this moment, a piece of "information" spanned two unrelated weeks, reversed the cyclical archives, and jumped freely in the long river of time. In this hug, the two isolated islands that could not communicate suddenly understood each other's hints.

   "Ah..." Noel replied softly.

   He understood.

A few days ago, he had already given himself a psychological suggestion. If he could connect with Su Mingan, he must control himself to say [Shaking his head is a scenario simulation, waving his hand is a timed retrospective, hugging is a death rollback, and greeting is reading an archive. 】This sentence.

   He thought, last week, he should have said this sentence himself.

   That's why Su Mingan hugged him.

  ...It turns out that Su Ming'an's authority is death rollback.

   He knew.

   He knew what he should do further.

  —Between Zhoumu and Zhoumu, gradually improve the information they hold... As an ordinary human, he will jump to the time stream of Su Mingan, a death filer.

   No higher-dimensional beings can cross the Zhoumu to know the meaning of their embrace - this is an "absolutely hidden" message linking the different Zhoumu with human intelligence.

   Defeat the gods with pure human wisdom... Who says it can't be done?

  …

  Wisdom is the ever-burning torch of mankind.

  …

  "Shuh", Noel loosened the soul thread that controlled his body, and his eyes temporarily turned from bright red back to blue.

  Su Ming'an put his fingers on his back, holding him with such force that it seemed to tug at his soul.

   As if hugging a warm sun, Su Ming'an's whole body was shaking slightly, like a frozen survivor who had just recovered from the snow.

   He squeezed his fingers like he was holding a burning firewood.

  The isolated islands hug each other tightly, and the drowning people are desperate to survive.

  “…”

  Humans are a very strange race.

   They despise authority, are ashamed of obedience and obedience, are rebellious by nature and are unwilling to be insulted... Some people are born with rebellious bones and will never yield.

  —This kind of anti-bones makes them go through death and finally get something, makes them madly rescue and seek benevolence, and makes them go through fire and water to get their wishes.

  —makes them keep resisting even if they are ruled by a higher dimension, making them desperately turn back to save those who should not be able to save them.

  —so that even if they knew they might die, they still fearlessly cut their souls across the eyes to deliver messages...

   Even let the forerunners meet each other, and go to the eighteenth week when the winter is gone.

  Su Ming'an fought to his death for 18 weeks... It was because he had a back bone, and he refused to accept his fate. He thought no one could be missing.

   He said "I'm sorry" so many times, not to see her cry and say it's okay before she died.

"[In this life, we will meet many people, and our fate is fragile like dew.]" Nuoer talked about the sentence in "Dust Song", as if he was giving him a secret code: "[Only with you, like It is an endless river.”

   "[When the two rivers converge and merge into the waterfall, even the water mist that obstructs the view will also fade away.]" Su Mingan responded.

   He remembered that Christmas Eve in the City of Clouds, Nuoer called the death rollback, so that his soul on the verge of erosion was safely rescued by Su Mingan in the next week. This hand is like a stroke of genius.

  Noel crossed the front and back two weeks that humans could not reach at that time, and controlled the time authority belonging to the gods in the palm of his hand, achieving perfect self-rescue.

   Today’s New Year’s Eve is also a snowy night.

  The third-line dead end, unable to be rescued no matter what, Su Mingan, who fell into despair, walked through the sixteen weeks, and suddenly looked back in the wind and snow—

  The blond boy was smiling at him in the snowstorm, holding the code to break the game.

  …

  【This time, it's my turn. 】

  …

   With Nuoer's wisdom, he has calculated that Su Mingan must have tried all the possibilities before finally turning back to him.

  The two missed the sixteenth week.

   But as long as there is one week... Su Mingan chooses to start with Nuoer, and the handover will be successful.

  This time, it was his turn to help him.

  Islands are no longer facing each other, they have a secret language for communication across time and space.

  The boy will cross time, cross the eyes, and use human wisdom to calculate the gods.

  Dead game solution.

  Three lines are perfect.

  …

   The long night will dawn.

  …

  …

  【In our life, we will meet many people, and our fate is fragile like dew. 】

  【Only with you, like an endless river. 】

  …

   (end of this chapter)