First Player

Chapter 52 "I want to see the sunshine with you."

Su Ming'an pulled Xi Boer and rushed towards the outside with her.

The thick poisonous rain, the people praying in low voices, the chief Feng holding a black knife... were all left behind by him. He stepped through the erected barrier, jumped over the screaming crowd, and ran from the sky to the earth.

She seemed to be unable to walk anymore. Her legs and feet were becoming more and more slender, and even a pale bone was exposed.

The vast rain falls on the plain, and from a distance it looks like an endless painting of white sand.

Like the sea of ​​​​fire five years ago, he carried her unable to walk.

"...Don't sleep." He said.

He is going to the original wooden house to find Yuan Shuangshuang, the first leader who should be dead, and obtain the authority of the black crow. This authority represents a curse, which may be able to solve Siboer's situation.

The uncertainty brought by reincarnation is too great, and the players who have been eliminated may all be resurrected. At this point, he does not want her to be reincarnated again.

"...You finally came to save me." She said: "...If I die this time, will I still see you in the next reincarnation?"

Her voice became lower and lower, as if she might fall asleep at any moment.

The threat of curse caused by emotional fluctuations, the physical failure caused by sacrificing her life force, the physical wounds caused by natural disasters and poisonous rain...all factors that may destroy her life at any time are intertwined together.

She was actually in pain, extremely painful. The wounds caused by the poisonous rain were rotten and painful. Her body was completely exhausted, and the curse was on the verge of breaking out. They were flowing in every corner of her body, ready to rot her into a puddle of mud at any time.

The extremely familiar pain that spread from the nerve endings became more and more clear to her.

Every breath she took was filled with blood.

"I just... want them to have a place where they won't be condemned, won't be ostracized, and won't be looked down upon like me," she said:

"...Su Ming'an, am I wrong?"

Su Mingan didn't say anything, he ran forward quickly.

He smelled a burning smell, which was caused by the cracked wounds on Siboer's body. There was a small sizzling sound, like meat being roasted in a flame.

"Stop talking and save your energy." He said after seeing the tunnel.

He opened the wooden plank and entered the underground passage.

The raven led the way in front of him, and the rain curtain was also blocked.

He activated the acceleration skill of Shuofeng Boots and rushed forward like the wind.

Siboer's body would definitely not survive the fifteenth day at this time, so he had to find a way.

In previous reincarnations, she would have died of exhaustion as a result of sacrificing her life force, let alone this time, she had used her tentacles too many times and was exhausted to the extreme.

...If she had told him these things earlier and chosen to believe him, they would never have come to this point.

But she is a little liar.

A little liar who tells lies.

A little liar who can't tell the truth at all.

He had to peel off layer after layer like an onion before he could discover the secret hidden in her heart.

Her spirit is too tired, her temperament is too sensitive, and her memory is confused by many alienated endings. There is no one who understands or walks with her, and what she will always face is despair and death.

Humans are not machines. Being able to barely maintain oneself is the best she can do.

However, he would inevitably feel a little sad to see a person in such a similar situation to his current situation.

...I hope he will not fall into such a situation one day.

...falling into a desperate situation like [death stall].

Unable to give up responsibility, repeatedly died, repeatedly went crazy, and repeatedly collapsed.

Without the intervention of outsiders like him, Sibor's final fate would probably be to completely give up consciousness and thinking ability and fall into endless reincarnation.

Unable to break away.

Never ending.

"...Su Ming'an." She said: "I know clearly that even a wrong judgment in one choice may lead to the worst outcome."

"I just want...all people to live freely. Their survival should be more legitimate than anything else..." she said.

"...Faith should not be the source of curses. No one can be blamed for just 'living'. People should have their own lives..." She said: "Su Mingan, this is all I want to do. .”

"...But no one believes me, no one understands me..."

"...They are a group of fools, fools who cannot see the truth, fools who are deceived by their beliefs, fools who can only blame the pagans, fools who don't know that their own beliefs are the source of disaster..." At this point, it seems like As if a string in her heart was suddenly broken, her voice suddenly rose in pitch.

"——But why can't I save these ignorant, stupid, selfish fools?"

"——Why do I have so many opportunities, but I can only watch people who don't deserve to die die again and again?"

"—Why!! I obviously have unlimited opportunities—but I can't even save such a fool?"

In the silent underground passage, apart from the flapping of the raven's feathers, only her throat-tearing screams echoed.

Between the dirt roads, the covering desolation slowly rolls in the swaying shadows.

Su Mingan turned his head and looked into her clear eyes.

"...Because we are all 'idiots'," he said.

She looked at him with blurred vision and opened her mouth.

Bloody liquid flowed out from the gap between his lips.

She started vomiting blood.

He was running with all his strength, but he could still only see her condition getting worse and worse.

Racing against time in a death race is the most exciting, helpless, and overestimating behavior.

Dots of dark red slowly flowed down her body, falling apart in the soil.

"...Fate sucks," she said, "but I still have to leave."

"...Because at least you came to save me." She said, "I want to see the sunshine with you."

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The distance between the first tribe and the original wooden house is too far.

At first, Su Mingan thought that her condition could last until that time, but as time passed, her body became lighter and lighter.

"My curse is about to explode," she said. "I have to use my tentacles again."

"...use it." Su Mingan said.

At this moment, he felt like an attending doctor facing a dying patient, trying his best to save this creature with holes in his back.

Xiboer smiled, and a black tentacle burst out from her back, covering her back and beginning to absorb the curse on her body.

Using these tentacles will sacrifice her life force, but if the curse is not purified, she will explode and die prematurely.

She is dying slowly, delaying her immediate death.

"...Don't look back, don't look. Looking at these tentacles is very bad for your spirit..." Siboer said.

"You don't want to alienate me anymore?" Su Mingan said.

"I never wanted to alienate you," she said.

"Liar again."

"Really." She said: "Even if one day I have to alienate you, in the end, I will definitely let you go free."

"...Hold on a little longer," he said.

He seemed to have been running in this passage for a long time.

The sky can't be seen here, and even the concept of time has become blurred. Only the rumble on the ground can be heard vaguely, and the rain seems to be getting heavier and heavier.

He felt a lightness on his back, and Sibel retracted her tentacles.

"What? Aren't you going to purify the curse?" he said.

He turned back and glanced at her appearance.

He saw that the space between her eyebrows was like frost formed from white snow.

Under the light of the watch, her facial features had never been so clear, and those sea-blue eyes were like the real sea, reflecting everything she wanted to see.

——It seems that the world between heaven and earth is just opened and closed in the blink of an eye.

Her eyes were no longer indifferent.

It was as if the long-standing god finally had emotions. When she met his gaze, she smiled softly.

——Revealing her old face covered with wrinkles and mixed with rotting flesh and blood.

She is old, her flesh and blood are curled up, and her skin is torn.

If she uses the tentacles again, she will die instantly.

The end.

"Su Ming'an." She said.

"……I am here."

"Su Ming'an." She repeated, as if confirming that he was still there.

"exist."

"...Su Ming'an." Her voice became more and more trembling, and blood dripped from her mouth all over him.

"..."

"Do you regret it?" she asked: "...regret saving a heretic who is riddled with a curse?"

He turned away from her and said nothing.

"Don't...save it." She said: "If you are lucky enough to be able to escape from this reincarnation, please leave me alone...it's too painful, too painful...I shouldn't involve you in it."

Dark liquid gurgled out from her eyes, filling up the boundless sea.

"Stop saving." She said, "We are monsters...don't...save monsters anymore."

Su Mingan kept walking.

It was still far away from the cabin, and they were destined to miss it.

Although he knew that after Xiber's death, the copy process would be restarted and he and her could meet again.

...But the next victory will only be much more difficult for their current mental state.

"Don't give up." He said, "Don't give up until the last moment. I won't give up on you."

Xiboer seemed to want to laugh. She was laughing. She had been tired for so long and finally had someone who would always be by her side.

But she didn't even have the strength to laugh.

"Then don't... look back." She said:

"I don't want you to see me dead. The body is dirty and the wounds are ugly. I would be too embarrassed like that."

"Okay." Su Mingan didn't look back.

He felt that the weight on his back was getting lighter and lighter.

"Don't...blame those ethnic groups," she said.

"They are just a group of...poor people who were deceived and eager to live. And I...have the ability...to save them."

Su Mingan said nothing.

"I... have never seen spring, and I have only seen flowers bloom once." She said: "I want... to see flowers bloom with you next time."

"After victory... you will become a hundred gods... Let's tear down that black wall together and make outsiders face up to our position..."

"Let's build this place together... build houses, clean up the forest, take in the distressed people... I want... I want to see the outside world, I want to see the sea, I want..."

Her eyes became more and more distracted, and the dark liquid occupied her pupils radially, and she screamed with all her teeth and claws.

Like a dragonfly touching water, her rotting hands covered his eyes, as if she didn't want him to see her death.

"When you open your eyes again... let's... meet... in front of the cabin..."

Her voice became lower and lower.

"You must... show up, don't leave... don't leave me alone anymore..."

"It's so painful, this is too painful..."

Her voice disappeared.

It seems that there is a bird that has been flying to the sky on the wind, heading for the next journey.

Even if this bird's talons are locked in the sky, its bones are broken, and its wings are locked in the belief blocked by ignorance, her sight and will will always be directed towards the sky and towards the world beyond the black wall. .

She is always proud and dazzling like fire. She is a bird that escapes from the cage and longs for freedom. She is a wild wolf that leaps across the snow to conquer the forest. No matter how injured or painful she is, she will always wave her shackled wings and rush towards the sky.

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[There are some birds that cannot be caged, and every feather of them shines with the light of freedom. 】

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The hand she covered in front of his eyes fell down weakly, and she could only move a little. The wrist broke due to excessive decay, and lay on the ground in front of his feet.

Su Mingan stopped and remained motionless.

He stared at the completely rotten hand, feeling that the weight behind him completely disappeared at this moment.

He walked, walked.

She just disappeared.

The dark mud poured down his neck, and her head, torso, and limbs all turned into black liquid in an instant, and it was hot and poured all over him.

He quietly maintained the posture of holding up one hand, but there was only sticky black mud left on his palm. He slowly, slowly turned his head and saw that behind him, there was nothing but black.

"...Sibir?" He stared at Hei Ni and softly called her name.

She died, and she had a death recovery.

She said that as soon as she dies, the world will reset and everything will start again. As long as he blinks, time will go back to the first day of the war.

——But why, standing there, he could still only see the pool of rotting mud after her death?

She is dead. Logically speaking, shouldn't the world reset with her death?

He looked at her black mud on the ground, chaotic thoughts flooding into his mind, interrupted by a burning feeling of horror.

After Siber's death, the world will be reset to the first day of the war, so she thinks she has a death rollback and can go back to the first day if she dies.

But she actually knew nothing about what happened after death.

So,

What if the reason for the reset of the world is not her death...?

If the world continues to move after her death, it reaches a fixed point before it begins to reset. She is the only one who retains the memory of her death, not the initiator of the reset...

His heart trembled abnormally, and his whole body began to tremble at this suspicion.

"..." His pupils shrank violently, and panic poured into his chest like a flood, tearing apart his already stable emotions.

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【——The reason why the world is reset,】

[What about death that is not a person’s death? 】

[In the same way, his death will be reversed...]