Chapter 730 Chapter 728 · "He is not a monster."

  Su Mingan was walking on the street, observing the changes in Doomsday City in recent years.

   He glanced at the barrage:

  【By the way, did you know Edward's movements? Why hasn't he appeared since his return? 】

  【I have been reading the forum posts of the United Group, and no one has disclosed his position...】

  [Recently, there has been a red-eyed person in the world of the Lord God. Some people say that it was in the ninth world of cosplay, wearing red contact lenses. Why do I feel that something is wrong...]

  【…】

   He withdrew his gaze. Today's world of the Lord God is also full of crises, whether it is Noel's authority or Edward's situation... After he returned, it was another storm.

  The world game is getting more and more wrong. It has lost its initial stability. It seems that there are many hidden things that are gradually getting out of control.

   He stopped to think and continued to observe the street scene.

   Most of the residents on the street had scarlet eyes, and some people kept muttering the name of "Asa Akto", holding red-shelled books, like the devout believers of the city lord. Some people looked coldly at the direction of the inner city, chanting curse words, thinking that there was a demon living there.

  The attitude of the people is divided into two extremes. One still regards Aktor as a god. One regards Akto as a lackey.

   "Traitor!" "Lack!" "Liar!"

   There are often some such sounds that enter Su Ming'an's ears. After a while, he clenched the placket on his chest.

   There are some demonstration teams on the streets, holding the [Reject other resources, human beings would rather die! ] sign from one end of the street to the other.

   An old man howled wildly before being sent to the dungeon. His hand stretched high to the edge of the building's glittering golden light, as if he could reach the city lord.

   "—City Lord! You of that Dawn War—I beg you, come back!"

   "Please... come back..."

  Su Mingan walked silently through them.

  The thoughts of the people are complex and contradictory, as if a sharp knife has cut through their camp. Some people wish to curse the city lord with all the dirty words. Some people still recite gratitude and regard the city lord as a god.

  Silence, coldness, and orderliness. The city corrupted into a cold steel skeleton.

  Su Mingan walked into the core area of ​​the city step by step, and when he encountered a soldier to check his identity, he used the space domain to hide.

   When he was walking down the field, suddenly, a delirious man in the corner grabbed his arm and kept mumbling like a madman:

   "Please protect this world...you are, our god..."

  Su Mingan frowned, thinking that the man had discovered his identity.

   But five seconds later, he realized that the man was just unconscious, grabbed a passerby, and imagined the passerby to be the gentle and rational Asa Akto.

  The man did not realize that he was holding the righteous master.

   "Please... continue to protect us..." The man murmured inarticulately: "I beg you, grant us mercy to ordinary people like us..."

  "..." Su Ming'an said, "...Understood."

  The man didn't realize who he was grabbing, just stared blankly at the distant sky, humming a somewhat familiar tune.

  Su Mingan listened carefully, it was the piano piece he played at the dinner party.

  …It’s obviously been so long.

  …people still remember.

  Su Ming'an removed the man's hand, the ginkgo tree teahouse was still open, and he walked into the teahouse quietly. The teahouse was still lively, and many people sat and drank tea with tired expressions.

   "...The big purge these days is about to start again?" People whispered:

   "More than 100 people were arrested last time, how many will be this time..."

   "There is an army called 'Xin Fenghuo' outside the city. They want to overthrow Doomsday City. I want to inquire about it."

   "It seems that this Akto is really a monster who came back from the dead. He is so eager to be a dog for [Taiwei]..."

   "[Taiwei]'s lackeys, monsters, demons, demons who hold the authority of gods... Is he really a bionic body? Is it because his undead life requires human vitality to maintain..."

  People pointed to Asa Aktor with all the extremely ugly words. Su Ming'an frowned and listened, and suddenly heard a "bang!".

  A wooden table was photographed torn apart, and a black-haired girl wearing a demon fox mask stood up, her eyes flushed red.

   "—Enough!" She yelled, and the teahouse fell silent for a moment.

  People looked at her suddenly angry.

   The black-haired girl had red eyes and roared:

   "—he's not a monster! Not a lackey! Not a demon!"

   "—he is not an undead monster, he will also hurt and be injured! He will not absorb the vitality of others, nor will he kill anyone to sacrifice!"

   "—he used to be very gentle, he could sing, play the piano, work all night until he was tired on the table, and would try his best to save every companion..."

   "He's just... he's just..."

   Her voice trembled, her shoulders shrugged slightly:

   "He's just too tired..."

  Su Ming'an's eyes moved slightly.

   People listened to her defense, and a man sneered: "What are you talking about? Are you defending him? Defending the hewei executive who is becoming more and more absurd?"

"—In order to keep human beings alive, what's wrong with the city lord becoming [Hewei Executive Officer]?" The black-haired girl gritted her teeth: "Perhaps, maybe his methods over the past 6 years have been too strict, brainwashing and cleansing. Actions are really pointless. But why do you have to ask him to be perfect? ​​No one can be without mistakes. He dragged us from Cataclysm 32 to Cataclysm 71, and he's just a little lost now..."

   She was extremely urgent, facing everyone's cold eyes and spit, desperately trying to correct Asa Aktor's name, like an ant trying to resist the waves.

   "I believe..." She trembled: "He will definitely wake up..."

   However, no matter how she argues. Akto's behavior in the past six years is really absurd. He alienated half of the city's residents into red-eyed people and slaughtered countless innocent soldiers.

  In the eyes of many people - as long as he commits a little crime, it is enough to wipe out all the honors he has made before. Because he is no longer perfect.

   Countless saliva almost drowned the black-haired girl, she kept retreating, her pupils trembled violently.

   The next moment, a figure stood in front of her.

  Su Mingan protected the black-haired girl.

   "伱..." The black-haired girl looked at Su Mingan who suddenly appeared.

   "Xi, I'm back." Su Mingan turned her head and smiled at her. His black pupils were like amber congealed between the teahouse lights.

   He didn't expect to come back this time, the first person he met was an old acquaintance Xi. Now is the blessing festival, she estimates that she will send him a new network again...

   "...Who is it?" Xi finished the rest.

  Su Ming'an's pupils shrank.

   He forgot, he is just Su Mingan now.

   People looked at the sudden appearance of Su Mingan, and were stunned for a while, and soon someone noticed something was wrong.

   "Wait, he has no identification on his chest!" Someone pointed at Su Ming'an.

   Now the city of doomsday is under martial law, and everyone who enters the city must wear an ID card, but Su Mingan in front of him does not - he can only be an intruder in the city of doomsday.

   "It's an intruder!"

   "There is an intruder! Go and report the Eagle Dog Guard!"

  The faces of the people were pale, and they stopped arguing immediately and ran out. For a time, the tables and chairs in the teahouse were "crackling", and they ran away instantly. Intruders are often powerful, and they don't want to be cannon fodder.

   Such a scene is exactly the same as the attitude of people to avoid the light in the teahouse.

  —No one knows him anymore.

  Su Mingan looked up and saw a group of soldiers with bright red eyes coming. They were ready to point their weapons at him, something that had never happened before.

   "Arrest that person!" The leader of the squad, a tall blond woman shouted coldly, she raised her gun and aimed it at Su Ming'an.

  Su Ming'an recognized it at a glance—the blond-haired squad leader was Anjie. She is one of the earliest people in Fenghuo and has always admired him. She once smiled and patted his shoulder, saying that she would always protect him.

   However, Anjie's eyes were extremely cold at this time. She was just arresting a "stowaways" who broke into Doomsday City, not welcoming the city lord she admired.

Xiaobi, Tretia... Those who could recognize his inner essence as "Su Ming'an" rather than "Actor" have all died in front of him, and they even used their lives to put "Asa Akto" He became the hero who killed him.

  The hate and love of the ruined world do not belong to him. He obviously participated in everything and paid too much, but in the end, in the eyes of others, he was a ghost that did not exist.

  An Jie raised a gun at Su Mingan and said to Xi, "Xi, stay away from him, come here! I'll hold the gun for you!"

   "Okay." Xi nodded, looked at Su Ming'an somewhat defensively, and stepped back cautiously. I don't know why... She actually sensed a familiar feeling in Su Ming'an.

  It's like...they have met before, and they have given each other a lot of affection, and even promised each other something.

   But why didn't she know him?

  Why does his face...she feel so unfamiliar?

Xi's ink-colored pupils flickered, she stepped back step by step, but her footsteps became more and more hesitant, more and more hesitant... In fact, in the past 6 years, the temperament of the city lord has changed greatly, she always felt that Xiaoshuai should not be so cold of people…

   Dozens of guns were aimed at Su Ming'an, but his eyes didn't change.

  Suddenly, a loud bang came from outside the teahouse.

   "Boom!"

   Immediately afterwards, the airflow rushed from the distant street, swept the entire street like a tsunami, and poured into the teahouse. "Crash woah—" The glass was shattered by the shock wave and shot like waves. The crowd of onlookers, the moving vehicles, the cold red-eyed soldiers... were all hit by this blow and flew up, like overturned popcorn.

The    firearms fell to the ground, and the wind and waves broke the queue of soldiers.

   "I made the airflow, run with me!" Suddenly, someone grabbed Su Ming'an's hand.

  Su Ming'an was very wary of people approaching him, he raised his hand to resist, but heard a very familiar name.

"-grandfather!"

   At this moment, Su Mingan felt relaxed, and he was pulled away by the man who called him "Grandpa".

   That man's blond hair fluttered under the sky, reminding Su Mingan of Noel's hair color. Sometimes, looking at the backs of Noah and Noel, Su Mingan even confuses them.

  Noah took his hand and burrowed into the narrow and hidden alleys, throwing people away.

   As to why Noah could recognize him at a glance - Su Ming'an had some guesses in his heart.

   Not because of how much Noah liked him, just because—

  …

  【Powerful Skills】.

  …

   At the start of the dungeon, Su Mingan used the [Powerholder] skill to forcibly enhance Noah's favor.

   This kind of goodwill came for no reason. Noah just looked at him and suddenly became a life-and-death friend. As a result, Noah had no emotional basis for the character of Asa Akto at all.

  According to the system's judgment, Noah only targets "player Su Ming'an", and has a forced, nonsensical, sad, and full favor without any reason.

   He was deprived of will and emotion, deprived of prudence and reason, and hopelessly "loved" the player in front of him. So when the player Su Mingan came to him, Noah's favorability system was touched, the "love" in his heart was activated, and he rushed to Su Mingan like a program.

The only reason    was the only person who recognized Su Ming'an—just because the system forcibly grabbed his favorability.

  “…”

  Su Mingan let Noah pull him, and suddenly realized that the street behind him was quiet.

   "Wait a minute." Su Ming'an stopped and looked quietly into the street through the narrow gap between the walls—

   In the quiet street, people stood in place as if frozen, and their eyes were fixed in the same direction. They were silent, admired, worshipped, or hated - looking at a figure slowly walking from the end.

  “…”

   The moment he saw the man, Su Mingan's breathing froze.

   As if some strange emotion rose from his heart, he grabbed his heart violently.

   "Guru-Guru-"

  On the deadly silent street, only the sound of wheelchair ruts is left.

   Under the high wind, the black hair of the visitor seemed to be stroked by the wind, and the pupils were plated with a bottomless dark gray. His eyes were too cold, but his features were so perfect that they resembled a well-shaped piece of porcelain, or a deity that should be surrounded by hymns and flowers, so that one dared not speak a word in front of him. Anyone who fell into those dark gray pupils that seemed to have nothing, seemed to be deprived of the right to speak.

   He was wearing a black robe with golden lines on the edges, and a golden medal of [Tawei Executive] on his chest.

  As he approached, people bowed their heads and didn't dare to look at him.

   The mechanical army surrounded this [Hewei Executive], and he seemed to be integrated into the ice-white mechanical army, with a shallow, estranged smile on his face, like an extinct volcano.

   Such a gesture is very similar to Linguang, the representative of the gods that Su Mingan met in the eleventh district in the 32nd year of the catastrophe. Back then, Lin Guang was also surrounded by the ice-white mechanical army, his face was cold and he didn't insist.

  The City of Doom became the city of God. The city lord of the freedom camp became the executive officer of the gods.

  —This is the first time that Su Mingan has observed the character possessed by him up close.

  Actor came alive like Lin Guang.

   (end of this chapter)