First Player

Chapter 161 Chapter 159·"Why is it so cold?"

Along the way, the sky was getting dark.

Hui Shuhang placed the 500-man army behind him outside the city - if it was just a picnic outside the city, but if he followed the army into the city, then everyone who saw him would be trembling with fear.

Su Ming'an was thinking about the next action. When he looked up, he heard the city gate guard suddenly let out a respectful voice when talking to them.

"Hello, the entrance fee is one copper coin."

Perhaps because their clothes were too conspicuous, they were incompatible with the simple and shabby people around them who were carrying luggage on their shoulders. When they entered the city, they seemed to be separated by a natural circle. The children who were originally crying stopped when the adults shouted, as if they were afraid of disturbing them.

Su Mingan watched Hui Shuhang pay the entrance fee without saying a word, and then took him inside.

He heard the sound of water flowing, and turned his head to see a river with lanterns floating on it.

"It's the Lantern Festival in Creli now." Hui Shuhang whispered to him: "Because I thought you had never seen it before, I brought you here."

Su Mingan looked at the river.

At night on the Milky Way, the boat sailed on both sides, the wind and lights gradually became connected, and the lights of the lotus shone all over the city.

Even though the sky is still shimmering, the river is like the Milky Way on the ground illuminated by the stars in the air, giving people the illusion that they are still in a dream.

Surrounded by the cries of vendors, the crisp laughter of children, and various folk conversations mixed together, the cold wind imbued with the festive atmosphere blew against my face.

He tightened his windbreaker and looked at this beautiful scene, but he felt that his body was getting colder... As if he was chilling unconsciously, the temperature of his body was inevitably dropping little by little, gradually approaching the temperature of the environment. temperature.

"...What's wrong with you?"

His hand was gently pulled up, and a warm energy was transmitted in. Hui Shuhang looked at him, his eyes full of concern.

"It's so cold." Su Mingan said truthfully.

"Yeah." Hui Shuhang didn't mean to say more.

She held his hand, and through a layer of silk gloves, he could feel that her hand was also cold, close to his own temperature. But waves of energy slowly flowed in from the other end with warmth, gradually pulling him out of the ice cave.

The barrage seemed very happy, and they seemed to like this scene of two people holding hands:

【Take it! 】

[I have already won it, I feel like I have already won it from the beginning of the copy. 】

[What route is Brother Ming'an going to take? Are you in the army? 】

[It must be the main line. The advantage is too great. I can’t see where he is in danger. It’s too easy to earn contribution points...]

[This dungeon is so gentle, much better than the previous underworld dungeons. If I had known I would end up...]

[No, the first few are probably staying in the first player's live broadcast room. Take a look at the other players' live broadcast rooms. Those with low status are simply worse than death now... They all live as scared as quails. 】

[For details, please refer to the free Mizushima Kawaharu. 】

[I am still very concerned about what Mizushima Kawaharu did! This person turned the live broadcast on and off without saying a word, could it really be...]

[It’s over, Yueyue Prairie. 】

[It’s over, Yu Ruohe Prairie. 】

[It’s over, the Soviet-style prairie. 】

[It’s over, I’m going to the prairie too. 】

[—— Wake up in front! It’s time to get up and strike! 】

【……】

"Is this better?" Hui Shuhang asked gently.

Her tone was extremely soft, completely different from her previous attitude of giving orders to her subordinates. Her gentleness seemed to be only shown at this moment. The ice on the outer shell completely melted, and the energy she passed through was just like the temperature in her eyes at this moment.

"...Why is it so cold?" Su Mingan said in a statement tone, as if mumbling to himself.

"Because it's the extreme night period." She said, "It doesn't matter, the warmth will come... After your coming-of-age ceremony, there will never be such a cold season again."

She held Su Ming'an's hand and walked forward slowly.

Along the way, Su Mingan saw a lot.

Hui Shuhang did not lead him on the avenue, because as soon as they walked on the avenue, their clothes would attract everyone's attention. As he walked through the streets and alleys, he heard bursts of laughter and saw many homeless people sleeping on the ground with oil paper rolled up in them.

Beside the fountain in the square, there were bards carrying luggage, children happy for the celebration, and pedestrians dressed in rich clothes. Hui Shuhang bought him a bunch of candied haws-like things, saying that it would add to the festive atmosphere.

"Meow..."

When passing by an alley, he was nibbling on the food in his hand and heard a sound similar to a cat's meow.

He turned his head and looked in, and saw a black cat staring at him in the corner where no light shone. The cardboard box was ravaged under the cat's paws, making a squeaking and groaning sound.

He originally didn't want to pay any attention to it, but he saw a layer of frost on the side of the carton.

In an alley filled with clay pots and ziplock bags, an old man leaned against the wall. His skin was wrinkled, like the bark of an old tree. When he looked carefully, he saw that a thin layer of frost had condensed on the man's body, penetrating into every corner of the old man's open-mouthed clothes.

The old man lowered his head, looking peaceful and silent.

Like remains rotting in the shadows, rats dying in the streets.

During the lantern celebration, in the cramped space, the old man froze to death silently.

"Meow..."

The black cat stared at him, moved slowly, and jumped on the old man. He heard a crisp "click" sound, and after the frost broke, he saw that under the skinny old man's body, he was protecting a child who was also frozen to death.

He heard a laughter like silver bells. In the skylight outside the alley, children in cotton-padded jackets chased each other, and beautiful fireworks flew into the sky, exploding into a gorgeous brilliance.

He looked away.

Hui Shuhang held his hand, and warmth came in little by little, dispelling the coldness in his body and mind little by little.

"Are you okay?" she asked softly.

Su Mingan let go of her hand.

"Hui Shuhang." He suddenly said: "Have you been in the army as long as you can remember?"

"Yes." Hui Shuhang said, "Since I was born, I have been tasked with protecting the main army."

"Then do you think-" Su Mingan tilted his head: "Is the world we are in now real?"

He knew that this copy was divided into many copies. The one he is in now is just one of them, the copied one.

Everything he saw, heard, and learned must be fiction. It was a virtual world built by copies, and it only existed for him to pass the level.

But now, he may have some hesitation... What is reality and what is fiction?

Hui Shuhang will not think that her world is fictional, because in her memory, she has always lived here and has all the memories of this world.

He will also think that life on Zhai Star will not be fictitious, just because of the [impression] in his mind.

With such faith, he looks no different from Hui Shuhang.

He didn't wait for Hui Shuhang's answer and said softly:

"Hui Shuhang, humans are really creatures that can be easily deceived."

He felt his hand tighten.

"If you are worried about this, you don't have to." She said: "We are born with emotions and desires, and have five senses. We can perceive everything and judge everything according to our own minds... Even if what we see is fiction, you But I can firmly believe that you who think this way definitely exist. You have a [future]."

...the future again.

Su Mingan's ears almost became calloused after listening to what she said.

He felt that his conversations with Hui Shuhang were always separated by a thin film, like looking at flowers in the fog, and their words were never on the same line.

He moved his steps and left the alley to listen to the laughter outside. He finally made up his mind. After walking for a while, he pointed at a clothing store and said, "Come with me to have a look."

"Okay." Hui Shuhang followed his wishes and walked over with him.

As he was walking on the road and preparing to step into the store, he suddenly felt the energy in Hui Shuhang next to him fluctuate suddenly, and then he heard a particularly sharp voice:

“Puppet Army—go to hell!!!”

"Bang!"

There was another tremor on the ground, and the people who were still busy stopped talking for a moment.

The surroundings are pure and clean.

Su Ming'an turned around and looked over, and saw a skinny child who was heavily pressed to the ground by Hui Shuhang's energy. A pool of bright red blood oozed from the ground. The child's hand was holding a broken dagger tightly.

Depending on the quality of this dagger, it's not certain whether it can kill someone.

The child was pressed to the ground and seemed to want to stand up. His struggling movements were very violent, but he could only get a piece of blood that gradually became stained.

Hui Shuhang wanted to kill him directly. But Su Mingan raised her hand and stopped her.

"——You robbed my father and my brother, leaving only my mother and me. My mother washed clothes all day long, and the money she got in exchange was not enough to fill her stomach... Later, the puppet soldiers came again, and even my mother was robbed. Let's go, are you satisfied now? Uncle Tom, Aunt Jielin... our whole village is gone!"

The clothes on the child looked very shabby, as if he was begging for a living in the city. His expression was crazy and full of fear, like a sudden rush of blood, and he was shrinking in the face of death.

When he saw that Su Ming'an didn't let anyone kill him, he immediately poured out all his words.

"——You levy taxes indiscriminately and pull people away whenever there is a war. We all have nowhere to go and are about to die, but you look like you are living a comfortable life..." The child gritted his teeth: "Now you are showing another... It's hypocritical to act like a good person! What? Everyone is watching you, don't you dare to kill me directly anymore? "

Su Ming'an looked around. The vendors who were hawking and the pedestrians passing by to watch the excitement all lowered their heads under his gaze, for fear of getting into trouble.

Even with the child crying like this, no one said anything.

"What a disgusting rat." Hui Shuhang said, and the energy riot in his body became more obvious. The child was overwhelmed by the turbulent momentum. At this time, his face turned red, and he could not say the next words.

Su Mingan knew this situation. The magic of another world looked very beautiful and could satisfy all people's fantasies about powerful power. But when this situation really exists, the class will be infinitely widened because of such a huge power gap.

Classes are solidified, and those in higher positions can easily execute the lives of those in lower positions. Because the power gap is too large, those in lower positions cannot even resist.

If they cannot awaken an ability that can turn them over, they may live in fear and submissiveness for the rest of their lives.

That's why... Su Ming'an understood how important Qin Wang's experimental results were.

But His Majesty Shengqi was still eager to get rid of him.

Perhaps, His Majesty did not want such results to spread on the mainland and shake his rule. The results of the experiment will only be firmly in his hands, allowing him to expand his territory, develop new forces, and build a new [Prosperous Age].

"——[I hope that one day, my achievements will fly to every corner of the continent like the wind.]"

Facing the child's angry gaze, Su Ming'an said this in a very soft tone, his voice inaudible.

But Hui Shuhang heard it.

She tilted her head, the energy in her hands relaxed slightly, and she looked confused.

"[I want everyone to be able to live upright in the wasteland, I want them to no longer kneel down, and I want their blood to no longer be meaninglessly sprinkled into the soil. Those who want to leave will stay away from the war, and there will be wanderers who want to return. You can go home.]

[——I will go to a grand death, but I want new-born birds, children who no longer cry, and grateful people to sing in front of my grave. ]"

Su Ming'an finished speaking slowly, tapped the palms of his hands, and smiled:

"...I see, I understand."

"What?" Hui Shuhang asked, slowly lowering his hand.

The child climbed up from the ground, seemingly without any thoughts of rushing forward. He stared at Su Ming'an with a somewhat surprised look, then picked up the old dagger without looking back. The ground rushed out.

The flow of people began to move slowly, but no one dared to look this way anymore. They lowered their heads, everyone was in danger, as if they were avoiding the two of them, creating a big circle around Su Ming'an.

[Do good deeds in the "Ming" state and gain 1 career point]

"The reputation of the regular army doesn't look very good." Su Ming'an knew that the "puppet army" in the child's mouth was referring to the regular army.

"The people are always stupid. They don't understand the importance of [stability]." Hui Shuhang comforted him: "In order to fight against those disorderly revolutionary armies, war is a necessary sacrifice."

"——Then why did the revolutionary army come?"

Su Mingan said in a low voice.

Hui Shuhang blinked and tightened her hands, but did not speak.

"An endless cycle." Su Mingan said: "Under this pathological order, there will only be a steady stream of revolutionary troops appearing, and then there will be endless regular troops to conquer them..."

"I let that child go, and hatred will be buried in his heart. When he joins the revolutionary army in the future, he will remember today's shame, and then repay this hatred to the enemy's regular army who stands in front of him. "

"——But these people in the main army were obviously forcibly recruited from his village, innocent people."

"He thought he was going to kill the enemy soldiers. He thought he was avenging those who were dragged out to join the army, but no."

"His hatred, after all, is only returned to the group of people he wants to save most, including himself."

"Sometimes the sharp blade is directed at more than just the enemy. There is no difference in essence between the regular army and the revolutionary army. It is just a blade used by the superiors."

"This child will only kill his former self in the future - unless this war comes to a complete halt, no matter which side wins."

He said, slowly walking into the clothing store.

Hui Shuhang lowered her eyelids, and then, the warbler on her shoulder suddenly appeared.

"Your Majesty." She watched Su Mingan gradually melt into the shadows of the store, and then whispered to the warbler on her shoulder:

"...Can we really not trust His Highness even once? If it were His Highness..."

All she got in response was silence.

She suddenly coughed violently, and after putting away the bloody handkerchief, her expression gradually became firm.