First Player

Chapter 552 Chapter Five Hundred and Fifty · "Who killed the raven in the tower?"

"——What the hell is this! What is this white thing?!" Someone fired a shot, but there was no feedback at all.

"——All defensive equipment was ineffective against him! Even the submachine gun was chopped down by him!"

"——This man is a monster! Monster! Run!"

They screamed and ran away, extremely embarrassed.

Facing this group of outsiders who tried to launch a virus war, Su Mingan didn't look as good as he did with Zhao Weidong.

The extreme contrast between good and evil in human nature is extremely obvious in these two groups of people.

When he was about to chop off a person's head, a middle-aged man with a shaggy beard knelt down to him and began to cry and confess, just like the three-piece set of sinners in a detective film who confessed and atone for their sins:

"——Please! Please, please let me go, don't kill me. We are all for this world, and we just want peace..."

Looking at this man's appearance, Su Mingan laughed, and kept swinging the blade from his hand.

"Uh-huh!"

The middle-aged man's head rolled to the ground, with fear in his eyes. Su Mingan flicked his blade, drawing a crescent-shaped blood stain on the ground.

"You must have said the same thing to an innocent purple-haired little girl." Su Mingan said to the corpse: "-'For world peace.'"

——But when they stabbed her with the scalpel,

——Have you ever heard her cry?

He put away the knife and continued walking towards the underground laboratory. The white tentacles were like giant pythons, sucking people in and smashing them to pieces. This cruel way of death shocked a large number of researchers who were greedy for life and feared death, and they fled away crying.

The further he went down, the more he seemed to hear a girl's cry for help. The girl who had been longing for sleep and always afraid of pain seemed to be saying to him from a distance——

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【You finally came to save me. 】

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Su Mingan remembered that Yuan Shuangshuang died at night. If the current time was during the day...

The door to the underground laboratory was unlocked, so he chopped down the guard and kicked the door open——

Twisted, gray-white pipes were all around, and in the center of the field of vision was a familiar, white bed tied with pipes.

"Dip, drip."

The display with beating fold lines was still making crisp sounds, one after another, maintaining the girl's thin life.

The purple-haired girl was lying quietly on the bed, with the diary lying in her hand. Her body was covered with tubes, her body was covered with spots and broken skin, and her limbs were as thin as shriveled spider legs.

...But her eyes are still moving.

He saw her alive.

But what stopped Su Ming'an was a young man with black hair sitting beside her bed, reading a story to her.

"——'We must firmly believe in the world of revelation. Even if all the angels in heaven come down to tell me that things are different, I will not doubt every syllable of the text that I firmly believe in. Instead, I will close my eyes and ears. , because they are not worthy of my seeing or hearing.'"

The young man's expression is gentle but not depressed. He sits elegantly, leaning forward slightly, slowly turning the book on his lap, and his posture is intimate but not offensive:

"'All loyal believers have the ability to close their eyes and ears and disdain things that are 'not worth seeing or hearing', and the reason why they can be steadfast and unwavering also comes from this..."

He read and suddenly closed the book.

"Luther's words may explain why you people have ended up like this." Su Lin turned her head and looked at Su Ming'an standing at the door: "Are you surprised why I am faster than you?"

He sat beside the hospital bed, very close to Yuan Shuangshuang.

"There are several generations of Su Lin in Praia. It's not surprising that you have a skill similar to a clone." Su Mingan said.

"..." Su Lin smiled.

Seeing Su Ming'an approaching, Yuan Shuangshuang's eyes swayed slightly, and she was a little confused about who he was and why he was here.

She turned her head, revealing her hair, which had been shaved very short to facilitate the experiment.

As if she didn't want to be seen, her body subconsciously shrank back, but she couldn't move and could only make a slight crunching sound.

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[...My face is all broken, my legs are black and ugly, and the spots on my body are disgusting... I really look no different from a monster, right? 】

…

[Xiao Ai suddenly said, I don’t need to insist anymore, I can have a good sleep. 】

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"Who are you?" She said, "Are you... Xiao Ai? Did you come... to let me sleep?"

"I'm not Xiao Ai." Su Ming'an said.

"Su Ming'an, let's make a deal." Su Lin put her hand on the book cover: "You and Xi Boer each hold [energy], right? Since you two have energy, give me a share. As In exchange, I will not prevent you from obtaining the authority of the Black Crow. In this way, both of us can satisfy the three elements of becoming a god - we can become gods together."

His hand moved forward slightly, approaching Yuan Shuangshuang's arm embroidered with crows, which was her black crow authority.

He's using this as a threat. If Su Ming'an didn't agree to him, he might kill her and take away her Black Crow authority.

"You want to become a god so much, do you want to stay in Qiongdi?" Su Mingan said.

"How is that possible?" Su Lin smiled: "I just want to see the strength of the gods in this world."

Su Mingan glanced at Xi Boer, wanting to hear her thoughts.

Siboer's eyes moved slightly.

"Okay, you can take my energy." She said to Su Lin: "Come out with me. This basement is too narrow to hand over."

"Can I trust your character, number one player?" Su Lin looked at Su Mingan: "She doesn't want to trick me out and give you the chance to become a god first, right?"

"...You go." Su Mingan said.

He didn't know what Sibor was going to do, she should have her own thoughts.

Su Lin and Xi Boer left.

Just when Su Mingan was about to speak, he saw Yuan Shuangshuang closing his eyes.

"It's so noisy, you guys." She said: "That person named Su Lin... kept reading me stories that I didn't understand. I even said I didn't want to hear them anymore, and he kept reading... in a blabbering way, like preaching. Same……"

Su Ming'an always felt that Yuan Shuangshuang's comments seemed familiar, as if someone had said the same to him...

"I'm so sleepy, I'm so sleepy..." Yuan Shuangshuang blinked: "Just now, there was so much noise outside, and I heard screams. What... did you do?"

"No one will come to persecute you. Those researchers are no longer here." Su Mingan said.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and her childish little face full of broken skin broke out into a smile, as if she was relieved.

"Then you...you saved us, you are a good person." Her eyelashes fluttered: "Good person, can you promise me...from now on, you won't have any more children like me who suffer so much pain...can you?"

"..."

"Sure enough, still, can't you?" As she spoke, she suddenly vomited blood.

"I really want to...I really want to wear more skirts, I really want to eat chicken wings...but I can't put on any clothes anymore, and I vomit when I eat..."

"..."

"I don't care about world peace, I'm just so sleepy, so sleepy... so painful... I just don't want to be called a 'monster', but in the end... I seem to have really turned into a monster.

Are we, the Skylanders, monsters ourselves...or are those researchers forcing us to become...monsters? "

She took a breath and looked at him with a pair of red eyes that looked particularly clear.

The halo of light in the room fell on her pale face, like dancing on the colorful glass.

In her body, deformity seems to have become a kind of beauty. This contrast between the appearance and the inside is like ice and fire intertwined. The deformed bones and her rotting flesh are mixed together, creating an intertwined contrast.

Such a child is as simple as a piece of paper.

——What could turn such a blank piece of paper into the monster it is today?

Yuan Shuangshuang stared at him.

She seemed to be taking it all in, remembering the last scene before her.

She looked at the world so lustfully.

After a moment, she closed her eyes little by little.

"Good night." Su Mingan said.

"...Good night." She said softly.

This person didn't dislike her as a monster and even talked to her, unlike the person who barged in out of nowhere and read her a story for a long time.

Although I don’t know who the person in front of the bed is, he is very gentle.

I hope that children like her can meet such gentle people in the future.

No need to be like her.

Too bitter.

It hurts too much.

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[I don’t understand what “death” is. 】

[Close your eyes, it won’t hurt. Is there anything better than this? 】

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Her time has come.

The time of her death was exactly as recorded in her diary.

With her eyes closed, she looked even more beautiful than when she was alive, and the blood at the corner of her mouth was like spilled red wine.

The bloody crow on her arm turned into a bracelet, floating in the air like a sparkling gem.

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[(Yuan Shuangshuang) is dead. 】

[You can obtain (Black Crow authority)]

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Maybe Xiao Ai gave Su Ming'an a chance, but she didn't come to grab the power.

This is his last step away from becoming a god.

Su Mingan reached out towards the Black Crow Authority, but was stopped by a hand.

The person who stopped him was Xi Boer who rushed back. Her face was obviously much older, her white hair was dry, her skin was wrinkled, and even her lips looked shriveled.

Obviously, she did not choose to give her energy to Su Lin.

"You... sacrificed your life force again?" Su Mingan said.

"I can't let a guy I don't trust become a god." Siboer said: "In order to get rid of him, I can only do this. It doesn't matter, this reincarnation is about to end, and my vitality will come back."

"Is he dead?"

"He's not dead. He said something like, 'It's a way of repaying your respect for Playa's Bright Knight,' and then he disappeared," she said.

"Did he really say that?" Su Mingan said: "I hope he didn't hold back his ultimate move. If he can get to the end of the dungeon safely, I will happily write him a letter of thanks."

Siboer did not answer the topic. She moved her gaze and stared at the black crow authority floating on Yuan Shuangshuang's body.

She stared at the authority steadily, her eyes like a hot iron stuck to it.

"Su Ming'an, I can see that you are not a good person, and your view of good and evil is quite vague..." She said: "People like you can become a god after meeting the conditions, so the gods we have always believed in ...What on earth is it?”

In this final moment,

She actually asked the same question as Chief Feng.

The way of thinking between her and her brother, which had been separated for a long time, suddenly became similar.

"——It doesn't matter whether the one who protects people is a good god or an evil god, doesn't it?" Su Mingan said:

"——Does it matter whether you are awake or asleep, calm or crazy? Our survival is more legitimate than any reason. The distinction between good and evil, the oldest and the most illusory, nothing matters.

Maybe we have already gone crazy, just like a few days ago, we have fallen into a beautiful illusion, thinking that we have successfully reached this point, including reincarnation, but so what?

Weak people, hopeless people, greedy people, selfish people... are powerless against many things. All they can do is comfort themselves. What they pursue is the freedom of the soul and the lack of regrets at the end, not a 'Perfect' ending. "

"Sibir," he continued: "—we have achieved all that we can."

Sibor raised his eyelids.

She just shook slightly, and the tears that had been accumulated for a long time since she saw the apocalypse in the outside world fell down.

There was a slight hoarse sound in her throat, but she couldn't say a word. Her fingers moved and her whole body was trembling.

——Just living freely is enough.

——As long as we live, it is enough.

She slowly let go of her hand on Su Ming'an's arm, and a smile filled her wrinkled and slightly aged face.

Tears welled up in my eyes.

She was scarred for this world,

But his eyes filled with tears and his heart filled with blood.

"No matter how well-intentioned or malicious they are-" She stared into Su Mingan's eyes, as if she saw her own reflection.

She said slowly, word by word——

"—Or how are we considered 'heretics'?"

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Legend has it that during the reign of Charles II, the Tower of London was infested with ravens.

There was an ancient prophecy - "Once the raven flies away, the Tower of London will collapse and England will be doomed." 】

The kings of Glen through the ages regarded the raven as a symbol of the rise and fall of the country. To ensure they became permanent residents of the Tower of London, the ravens had part of their flight feathers clipped to prevent the prophecy from being fulfilled.

Ravens whose flight feathers have been clipped cannot travel far. They live in towers all day and night, becoming victims of the tourism industry. They lose the freedom to fly far away and fulfill the glory of the country.

Then, in the dome,

—Who killed the raven in the tower?

Is it the cursed person who is driven by the desire to survive, the castle researcher who is obsessed with profit, the kind-hearted outsider who does bad things with good intentions, the young leader of the tribe who is trying to hide the truth, or the god who wants to destroy living beings and change the era?

Or...

Are humans good at rejecting 'others', refusing to accept 'reason', and clipping their own feathers? Humans themselves?

The ones who need to wear the shackles are the players at the top of the list who appear to be "unstable".

Or are they ordinary people who have been overwhelmed and on the verge of madness?

—Who killed the raven in the tower?

——Who killed mankind himself?

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[Perfect clearance progress: 99%]

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