First Player

Chapter 260 Chapter 258·BE11·Arrogance (Additional update from the helmsman of "Sweet Dreams Are Like Nothing")

The courtyard is sunny.

The long blue and white fence that closes the courtyard is soft and bright in color.

Bird feathers fell, and a golden light flashed before my eyes.

Su Ming'an stretched out his hand to catch the falling bird feather.

The dyed tail feathers fell on his hand, and the delicate white fluff scratched the palm of his hand.

Before him the road led beyond the iron fence into the green forest.

"Brother, no enemies have been detected nearby."

A familiar voice came from behind.

The young man holding the sword, covered with bright sunshine, walked next to him. The signature engraved on the sword shone with sparkling lines.

The young man smiled, there was no blood on his face, the sun shone on his body, everything was clean and bright. He smiled like a college student who had just emerged from the ivory tower.

"Brother?"

When he didn't get a response, Mo Yan stuck his head over.

Su Mingan smiled at him.

Mo Yan immediately retracted his head:

"Brother, brother, you laugh so horribly...Brother, you better stop laughing..."

"Really?" Su Mingan didn't know when her smile became terrifying.

He didn't pay too much attention to this kind of thing, but shook the feathers from his hands.

The feathers fell to the ground, shining like stars.

He tightened his fist, then quickly turned around and stretched out his hand——

【HP-2280! (Combat power suppression! Mental suppression! Damage deduction for victims!)]

The bright red numbers, with a series of descriptions, jumped out in an instant.

The air vibrated violently before my eyes, like boiling water.

The dark-haired, petite girl standing behind her still had confusion in her eyes.

The next moment, her body was suddenly torn to pieces by an invisible force.

She didn't even have a chance to use her skills before she was instantly suppressed by the sudden space shock.

Her entire body was torn apart inch by inch by invisible force. The blood shot out and splashed on the iron plate, shining brightly in the sun.

The small, bloody corpse fell to the ground.

"ah--!"

Zhuang Guo next to him was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground.

…

[Number of survivors: 4 people]

…

Su Mingan took back his hand.

He suddenly laughed.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

He smiled as if he couldn't stop. Facing Suzunako's bloody corpse, he laughed so hard that he seemed to be out of breath.

In his field of vision, there seemed to be countless fragments being spliced ​​together, and scattered blood spots exploded in front of his eyes. In his eyes, they were as gorgeous as midnight fireworks.

The black curves stayed in front of his eyes like an illusion, and his memory still remained in the heavy rain in the dark sky.

The stream of blood, the cold raindrops, the phantom pain that gnawed at him like ants...

Mizushima Kawaharu's eyes that looked like a wolf, and seemed to be shining with blood, still remained in his memory.

【I won, this time. 】

Her words seemed extremely sarcastic at this time.

He smiled and suddenly began to cough violently.

"Big, big brother..." Mo Yan next to him was so frightened that he shivered.

He was so frightened that he even stopped holding his sword. He stretched out his hand as if he wanted to touch Su Ming'an: "Brother, brother, are you okay? Brother, brother, are you out of your mind? It's so scary, brother..."

"I'm fine."

Su Mingan held him tightly with her backhand and smiled brightly: "You're okay too, we're all okay."

Nothing will happen to anyone again.

Mo Yan was stunned.

Next to her, Dong Xue looked at this scene blankly. She didn't know why Yang Xia suddenly attacked his companions.

"Yangxia, Yangxia, what's going on? Did Suzunako do something wrong...?" Dongxue said.

She clutched the ruby ​​pendant on her chest and kept stroking the bright crystal with her fingertips, her attitude seemed to be very precious.

After all, she didn't know the danger hidden under the pendant's beautiful appearance.

She looked at Suzunako's horrific body and asked questions, expecting Yangxia to answer her softly as before.

But in fact, Su Mingan just raised her feet and walked to the building next to her, never looking at her again.

…

"Uh-huh."

After sorting out the last file, Xia Luoyang straightened his white coat and walked out of the file room.

He glanced at his watch, confirmed the time, and then began to think about tomorrow's work.

——It was precisely because of this thought that after he opened the door of his office, he discovered that someone was already sitting next to his desk.

The man was also wearing the same large white doctor's coat and was sitting reclining on his soft office chair.

The man was spinning a pen in his hand, and his posture was extremely leisurely and casual.

A pair of dark gray eyes with a sense of decadence were observing the layout of the office.

After seeing Xia Luoyang come in, the young man looked over with a bit of scrutiny.

"Yang Xia?" Xia Luoyang was not surprised: "This time, did you choose the escape route?"

"Xia Luoyang, let's talk."

Su Mingan suddenly raised his hand.

"Crash-"

The pieces of file paper originally held in his hand were now scattered like snowflakes.

He sat among the flying papers, his eyes fixed on Xia Luoyang:

"——Talk to me about the destruction of White Sand Paradise."

When Xia Luoyang heard this, he quickly moved his hand towards his arms——

"boom--!"

The air steamed instantly.

【HP-238! (weaken!)】

Bright red numbers jumped out from Xia Luoyang's body, and the waves spread across his body. He suddenly felt a surge of energy and blood in his chest.

"Don't move, Xia Luoyang." Su Ming'an stared at him, his hands were ironed to a beautiful sheen: "...otherwise I wouldn't mind killing you directly."

Facing Su Ming'an like this, Xia Luoyang temporarily gave up the idea of ​​drawing his gun.

He felt a sense of crisis, like a pinprick, coming from the young man at the desk.

He calmed down the nausea and dizziness in his chest, forced down the blood in his mouth, took a breath, and asked slowly: "...So, Yang Xia, are you planning to destroy Baisha Paradise this time?"

"Yeah." Su Mingan said, "This place is so disgusting. I want to destroy it. Do you have any suggestions?"

"But you know almost nothing about the truth here." Xia Luoyang said, "You want to destroy it so quickly?"

"No." Su Mingan pointed his finger at the table. He smiled and said without leaving any room for words: "Don't ask unnecessary questions. You just need to be responsible for giving suggestions."

Xia Luoyang frowned.

He didn't know why, but he felt that today's Yang Xia was... particularly abnormal.

Although he had vaguely felt that the other party's personality was very special before. But today, he read an extremely clear word from the other person's eyes looking at him.

【arrogant】.

... This guy who took the initiative to sit on his office chair in front of him was really surprisingly arrogant today.

"I am also a teacher here. Why should I give you suggestions to destroy this place?" Xia Luoyang said.

As soon as he said the words, he felt pain in his right arm. When he lowered his head, he saw that his arm was leaving his body.

Blood spurted out.

The pain hit him instantly, beating his nerves like a drum.

Su Ming'an, flashing the space cross light, appeared in front of him, the sword blade in his hand covered with dark shadow.

"Can we talk now?" Su Mingan asked.

"You are really arrogant today, Yang Xia." Xia Luoyang said, "If you want to know, just convince me."

"Uh-huh!"

Hearing Xia Luoyang's words, Su Mingan swung his sword without hesitation.

Blood exploded in an instant, and the sword blade passed by without encountering any obstacle.

With a muffled sound, Xia Luoyang's left arm fell to the ground.

Xia Luoyang took a deep breath, but did not cry out. His expression remained as calm as ever:

"...The method of force won't work with me, Yang Xia, don't try it."

His tone was quiet.

He knew that Yang Xia, who didn't know anything yet and had only found some fragmentary clues, would definitely not kill him easily.

At most, they were trying to extract information from him using a method that was close to torture.

But this line of violent extraction is unavailable to him.

He is controlled by the entire White Sand Paradise. Even though he is a rare being who has awakened part of his self-awareness and helped Yang Xia perform the surgery to integrate here from the beginning, he still has to shut up when it is time to shut up.

...unless the other party can convince him.

This is a rule, a hidden school rule.

He looked calmly, waiting for Yang Xia's inquiry.

Then, he saw the pitch-black sword body at his left shoulder, quickly turning towards him.

"okay?"

Yang Xia was talking to him:

"Goodbye then, Teacher Xia."

The next moment, blood spurted out in a spurt, and his vision was spinning.

Xia Luoyang's head flew up, with shock still in his eyes.

...Xia Luoyang never understood why Yang Xia in front of him would kill him directly if he disagreed.

Obviously, if you keep him alive, even if you just ask a few words, you can get clues from his mouth.

...But the other party took action directly.

Xia Luoyang's head fell to the floor and gradually rolled away, leaving a path of bright red and dark red.

Blood seeped into the floor, staining it red.

[*You killed Xia Luoyang (belonging to White Sand Paradise), Exp+8000! 】

A touching system prompt pops up.

Su Ming'an knelt down and quickly rummaged through Xia Luoyang's body, finding a box of half-smoked cigarettes, a lighter and a box of matches.

With a "click", the fire lit up, and blue flames appeared in "clusters", dancing faintly between his fingers.

Beautiful flames, like blue elves.

Holding a lighter with flames floating in it, he walked out of the office and walked across the creaky floor to the door.

He opened the door, went out, rubbed the smooth body of the lighter with his fingertips, and then raised it.

The faint blue color cuts across a parabola, like a shooting star.

Flames stained the floor and fell like stars.

He took out the box of matches and scratched one.

"cluster".

A frosty sound sounded, and orange fire danced on the end of the small wooden stick. Under the sun, the flame was like a firefly in the light.

He waved his hand, and the yellow parabola lit up.

The flames fell to the ground, quickly dyed and spread. It quickly scraped across the entire board like paint, scuttling around unscrupulously.

"cluster".

Another "firefly" jumped at his fingertips.

He stretched out his hand, and the rising fireworks were dazzling in the darkness inside the door.

The flames spread.

He stood at a ray of skylight, with his back to the bright sunshine in the sky, watching a layer of fiery red dusk spread quickly, and the flames engulfed the wooden floor.

Before, he had wondered why the buildings in Baisha Paradise were all made of wood.

Wooden doors, wooden floors, wooden stairs... Moreover, he saw no fire protection facilities along the way.

Now it seems that this is an opportunity left for them.

...In order to destroy this place, leave a chance.

He kept striking the match, sending the flame into the door.

The flames danced in front of his eyes, and smoke gradually spread out.

The flames flickered, and the outline of the white monster that came over was looming in the sea of ​​​​fire.

When they started to put out the fire with water, Su Mingan had already moved to the second floor and continued to set fire.

He walked down the corridor, throwing fire into the offices on both sides. This match seems to be special. The flame ignites very quickly, as if it has its own oil-splashing effect. The flames spread like a prairie wildfire in this all-wooden building, filling his entire field of vision in an instant.

The matches were something Xia Luoyang had on him.

...Xia Luoyang may be prepared. He may have also wanted to destroy White Sand Paradise.

However, because he is restricted by the structure of Baisha Paradise, even if he awakens his self-awareness, he still has to bear the "sin" of being a teacher and passively play his role.

Xia Luoyang is also atonement.

In this world that is constantly being reset.

Su Mingan raised his eyelids.

In the dark corridor, the firelight flickered.

They seemed to tear through the endless night, break through the shackles of darkness, and fly out.

Red flames filled his field of vision, and the building had been completely ignited.

The cool breeze blows, and the stars of flames jump and dance.

He threw down the last match, climbed onto the window sill, and jumped from the second floor window.

"Plop."

He felt as if he had pressed against something soft.

He lowered his head, and sure enough, it was Mo Yan again, and this guy was stepped on by him again.

I don’t know when this guy came over, but he obviously asked him to wait where he was.

"Big, big brother..." Mo Yan rubbed his body, looking like he was really hurt by being stepped on.

"Why are you following me?" Su Mingan moved away from him and stretched out his hand: "I'm sorry."

"Ah, ah?"

Mo Yan, who was still rubbing his body, had an almost horrified expression on his face when he heard his words.

Did he hear it wrong? The eldest brother was actually here, apologizing to him?

Big brother can actually... have such a good attitude towards a being like him who has not completed all levels perfectly?

"Brother, you..." He was stunned, forgetting to even get up.

Su Mingan retracted his hand and turned around.

He looked at the door of the building that he had closed.

The door was unlocked. Logically speaking, even if there was a fire inside, those white weirdos could rush out.

However, at this time, no one rushed out.

They were like a group of trapped white beasts, piled up inside, scurrying around, trying desperately to put out the fire, even if they knew there was no way out, and the place was destined to be destroyed by flames.

...Perhaps, these people are also subject to certain rules and cannot abandon this building.

But it's a pity that Su Mingan never discovered this clue no matter which week it was.

Otherwise, his route would not have been so difficult.

After all, these white monsters with explosive combat power seem like they shouldn't exist in this dungeon. Only this trick-like method can completely eliminate these people.

Although there is no experience point prompt, players in other dungeons can completely escape whether they burn these people with fire or go to get the car keys.

...But that week, he completely ignored this clue.

Mizushima Kawaharu.

As an existence that has been lurking in this copy for a long time, perhaps she deliberately hid relevant clues.

He watched the building in front of him burst into flames and listened to the collapse of the wood inside.

Because the windows were closed, even the smoke and dust were not noticeable. He could only see that the building in front of him was drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A huge fire.

The door opened a crack, and the firelight gradually came through.

Through the gap, he could see the smoke that filled the entire room, covering everything like dancing clouds, and the raging fire was burning wantonly.

The body of the white monster that fell down was covered with burn marks of flames.

Looking at this scene, he suddenly chuckled.

Unfortunately, Mo Yan was shocked again.

"Brother, what's wrong with you... Do you need a mental recovery potion? But I heard that it only works physiologically. I don't know if it will be useful to you..."

Su Mingan waved his hand.

"I'm just happy." He smiled: "Happy."

He heard the system prompts:

[You have entered White Sand Paradise·Hidden Route·Line of Faith]

[White Sand Paradise has been destroyed, and the sanity of all surviving players has increased by 20 points. 】

[Perfect clearance progress: 65%]

[(Tip: Revealing the final truth will lead to final clearance.)]

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"gone."

Su Mingan turned around.

"Ah, brother, aren't you going to run away?"

Mo Yan was stunned.

"Baisha has been destroyed, why run away." Su Mingan said with a smile.

"Then, are you looking for clues? Or..."

Su Mingan shook his head: "I can't find any clues yet. I don't have the energy to tell Dongxue stories."

"Well, now, brother, you are..."

Su Mingan stretched himself against the sunshine.

"I'm just relaxing." He yawned: "San is worth 80 points, it's wonderful to relax."

Mo Yan blinked.

He gradually couldn't understand what his elder brother was saying.

He saw his eldest brother walking back, then sitting by the golden flower bed and closing his eyes.

The sunlight evenly spreads on his black hair, like a slowly falling golden gauze.

He just closed his eyes and said nothing.

...It's like falling asleep.

Mo Yan stood there, behind him the fire gradually ignited the outer wall.

He glanced at his elder brother who seemed to be sleeping and turned around.

Bright red and yellow fire jumped out from the building, like a big burning hand reaching for the sky.

"Brother."

He spoke softly:

"……Are you asleep?"

"not yet."

"Then can you listen to what I have to say?"

"you say."

"..." Mo Yan was silent for a moment: "I feel sorry for my brother."

"Well, I always knew."

"So, I don't want my eldest brother to have to bear it by himself."

He shifted his gaze and focused on Su Ming'an, watching the other person slowly open his eyes.

"Brother, can you tell me what is bothering me?" He asked: "Why do you want to rest at this time... Why did you suddenly kill Suzunako? I don't care about any of this. I just want to be considerate to you. .”

"My brother once told me that if you have any troubles, it's far better to talk them out than to keep them in your heart."

"So, I really want to know what the eldest brother has been through."

Su Ming looked at him steadily for a while.

Mo Yan saw emotions in it that he couldn't understand at all.

"...It's almost time." Su Mingan said.

"What?"

Su Mingan smiled and did not answer.

He closed his eyes, felt the warm sunshine, and drank the mental recovery potion in his hand.

Although this potion had no direct effect, it only made him feel physically comfortable, like a person who had been tired for a long time on a journey and suddenly took a hot bath.

It has a restorative effect, but it's limited. It's not as good as letting him sleep.

After all, he had known for a long time that this time's return must be a bad one.

Because he had just returned from death with a low sanity value of 20, his initial state must have been completely abnormal. It's easy to see the contrast between before and after.

Therefore, he has long positioned this return as a "recovery stage."

Rest a save, and then, in the next save, hide the contrast.

...This is an archive destined to be abandoned by him.

But it did make him feel at ease.

For him now, the pain of death caused by annihilation has gradually become less obvious.

…After all, I’m used to it.

His hand trembled slightly, the black color trembled at his fingertips, and then he was about to lift it up.

"——But brother." Mo Yan suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm with force: "You are obviously still here, why do you act like you will never see me again——"

Su Mingan glanced at him.

Mo Yan trembled suddenly, and he couldn't help but let go of his hand.

...He could not describe the look in his elder brother's eyes now.

It's like looking at a passerby who is destined to leave, like looking at an NPC, like looking at a passerby.

His eldest brother was looking at him exactly like this now.

He was suddenly frightened.

"...brother?"

He spoke softly, as if he was afraid of disturbing someone.

"I think about it sometimes...forget it."

Su Mingan moved his hands.

Facing Mo Yan, who looked at him with complicated eyes, he closed his eyes.

He was enjoying the bright afternoon sunshine.

After experiencing that near-unforgettable death, he now actually became a little greedy for warmth.

The radiance spread over his body, and everything was shiny.

It was like being completely wrapped in something warm, like sinking into the warmth of early spring.

very nice.

He raised his hand.

At an extremely fast speed, he pressed his temples without any lag in his movements.

Then, he saw the familiar darkness.

…

Su Mingan is sometimes afraid.

What if his return is not a true return, not a reset of the timeline, but a jump to a different parallel world... In this case, what should he do?

There are countless possible if lines, countless parallel worlds that were completely abandoned by his death... Does such a world full of all kinds of messes exist?

He is afraid of this possibility, which is why he cannot completely feel at ease.

...But he could only rather believe that this was a true reset of time.

If people do not hold a goal that always allows them to leave no regrets, they will only gradually fall into madness in such a desperate world.

He already had the signs of madness.

He needs a kind of hypnosis called "salvation".

In times like this, no one is luckier than anyone else.

No one is more unfortunate than anyone else.

…

The sky is bright and clear.