First Player

Chapter 689 Chapter 687·BE20·"Second Death"

[I seem to have seen the future one year from now. Su Mingan won in the end, he became an immortal god, and no one was left around him. Noel knelt down in front of the children, pulled the trigger and drank a bullet to commit suicide; Lu Shu, as a part of the game, could never come back, and died in the dungeon as a BOSS; Yueyue's sword was broken, and she never saw Su Mingan again until her death. ; Mizushima Kawa Sora is holding the doll and is unwilling to let go; Edward loses his strength and becomes a madman, looking for food in the trash can; Luna is targeted by the audience and becomes depressed; Yamada Machichi disappears; Lu Di dies because of betrayal and separation...]

[——From the World Forum on January 31, 2024, "Human Stars Shine" TOP20 Hot Posts]

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Su Mingan once noticed that he didn't seem to be a part of him at all.

When he entered the dungeon, he mostly pretended to be other people. All kinds of emotions and information were crazily poured into his body. His "self" was gradually diluted, and in the end there wasn't even much of himself left.

He could vaguely remember what happened before the start of the World Game, but he could no longer relate to himself four months ago.

Some people even wonder whether "Su Ming'an" is the same type of bionic person released by the organizer. Whenever Su Ming'an is on the verge of failure, a new bionic body will seamlessly connect and continue to pass the level in his place. So people can always see Su Mingan winning.

- They say he is a "collection" of purposes and desires.

Like a program, like a machine, or he is like a "god in the world". The code name "Su Ming'an" has been dyed with a deified color. Anyone who reads this name will slow down their breathing, as if they are chanting the name of a god.

Su Mingan was also confused by this.

But when talking to Yueyue at this time, he was able to let go of these thoughts.

"Okay, let me tell you about my past..." he said.

They were still like before the game started, he would share books in their spare time and she would listen quietly.

He was very sure that they were not in love, but more like a blood connection. She was an anchor that kept him from getting lost. The same broken family and the same unfortunate childhood make them suffer the same fate.

"...After you left, what impressed me most was the wooden building in flames. I saw Yang Xia come back to save Dong Xue across decades of distance and become a sheep to accompany her in the rain.

"...The knight told me that he was willing to accept the constraints of the system called the 'Knight of Light'. He sincerely wished me good luck in martial arts and was grateful to me for treating him as a soul of equal communication.

"He said, 'Captain, because you are also a human being. You are also an absolutely independent creature that is beyond the setting.' I never thought at the time that his words could comfort people far away in the ninth place. To me in the world, it is obvious that we are already so far apart.

"And that little liar... She was misunderstood, was killed repeatedly, and was reincarnated thousands of times, but she maintained eternal compassion. She said that I was her dear traveler, and she said that she would definitely win in the next reincarnation. …”

Su Mingan talked non-stop. He firmly believed that the missionary halo could cure the deficiency disease.

The wheelchair flew between red rocks and fire, carrying them through the endless hell of death and scorching heat. Yueyue leaned on her wheelchair and listened to Su Mingan's experience of these nine worlds.

Her long hair was blown by the scorching wind, her cheeks were as red as apples, and her expression was still as soft as a doll.

She seemed to have changed nothing, but also seemed to have changed a lot. The eyes are always fresh and bright, like light and snow. Like the girl with cat-eared hats in the first world who likes to nibble on chocolate bars.

"Ming'an." Yueyue suddenly said.

She stretched out her charred hand and covered his skeletal twisted palm:

"I want to tell you... you are very good, you couldn't be better. I like to listen to your stories. But I'm a little sleepy. Just put me down here and don't take me with you, okay?"

She squinted.

"I can sing with you, and you won't fall asleep as long as you sing." Su Mingan said.

She must not fall asleep, otherwise she would abandon her reason and die directly. If you tell her a story she will fall asleep, but if you sing she will wake up.

She hesitated for a while, then she said yes.

"There are at most five minutes left, you must let me go." Yueyue said.

Su Mingan did not nod or deny.

After a moment, her voice came out from between the red and black hell that was like condensed magma.

This is her favorite song. At the high school graduation party, she once wore a tutu like a princess and performed a solo on behalf of the class, even though it exposed dozens of dark domestic violence pinch marks on her arms.

Yet no one thought her scars were ugly.

The pearls on the dance skirt are crystal clear and round, like her soul, and the scars are her golden medals shining under the light. She practiced it over and over again during rehearsals, just like her thousands of sword swings, which were medals condensed by her sweat and hard work.

——So many scars, so many medals, finally condensed into a soul like her, a soul named Yueyue.

She has always been an independent and powerful woman who is brave enough to take action against the darkness.

Her singing voice is soft, as if the world melts into the corners of her raised mouth:

"The fairy tale book under the pillow,

"Happiness collected privately,

"What feelings did I want to express as a young man?

"The deer lost in the forest,

"Will you meet a witch?

"The story begins..."

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The years settled in her eyes, like a long time locked.

Su Mingan remembered that Yueyue had practiced this song hundreds of times in private. At that time, he escaped from home and met her practicing singing in the soundproof area at night. They looked at each other, equally scarred, as if they were two similar people. soul.

She said that if you are sad, come and listen to her singing.

They had huddled together for warmth in the cold winter, like two abandoned cubs. Her singing can always heal the pain.

"The starlight clears away the most mysterious fog,

"Twirl on tiptoes and dance,

"In a daze, I heard who was crying.

"The moonlight tells the plants outside the window,

“Remember to give way to children when you encounter them.

"Who will redeem my loneliness...?"

The wheelchair rushed out of the blood pool area, and faced the wind and snow in an instant, and the color of the snow dyed her withered hair white.

Brilliant fireworks exploded in the distance, the land was as wide as a dream, and the fireworks drooped in the distance, as if stars were falling on the coast.

Two lonely souls sang songs as if they were celebrating the upcoming New Year together. No one knew that they were both on the verge of death and were encountering despair.

He stared at her face, and the redness in her eyes was gradually expanding. It was almost close to the time of her death last week.

The wheelchair was speeding along, half of the girl's face was bathed in the mist of light, and her flowing hair was like a flowing Milky Way. The blood in her eyes climbed up little by little.

"You are the princess in the fairy tale standing in the light..."

She was still singing, raising her head high, revealing her slender neck covered with burns.

He once asked her what was her biggest gain in growing up, and she said without hesitation that she would be able to play games with you in the future.

Even if we have to walk so far, cross such a deep river, and suffer so much in order to play games together, this is enough.

enough.

S-level luck is enough.

In this long and distant life, those children blooming like flowers, she saw that he was desperately trying to save these former him and her. Face the darkness, step into the night, and never look back.

She was lucky enough to have walked with him for so long.

"Wow -" high in the sky, a ray of bright light slowly turned. It was the brightness of the lights of the distant building, as if a clear dawn slowly spread out from the deep night, and the darkness was like the fading tide.

"I put on my gorgeous mask and turned around and hid in my black dress,"

"Please dance with me before the fairy tale ends..."

At this moment, she raised her hands high, just like the midsummer graduation party that year. She took off her gorgeous tutu at the end of her performance.

She is not the princess in the lyrics and cannot even afford a tutu. Before returning her tutu to her classmate, she invited him to dance.

At twelve o'clock at midnight, Cinderella returns home to continue doing housework.

This is her only chance.

Back then, he danced with her in an unsteady manner.

"...let everything recover after daybreak."

Finished singing the last line.

"Dang——" the ancient bell from the bell tower rang in the distance, and for a moment, the night was filled with gorgeous fireworks in the distance.

The New Year of 2022 is coming, and at twelve o'clock at midnight, everyone celebrates the New Year together.

At this moment, Su Mingan didn't hear her voice again.

He slowly turned his head and saw that her head was slightly lowered and tilted at 30 degrees to the ground. The sword was held tightly by her and penetrated from the front of her neck, piercing her burnt hair and raising it high to the sky. Like a frozen icicle.

Her sword did not penetrate his heart. She still had sense, so she turned the sword and penetrated her own neck.

Her mouth opened and closed slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but there was no sound.

"bright……"

Like a pierced bird, the slender red thread strangled her fragile neck. Anyone who jumped for freedom would be cut off with their head and body intact.

The wind blew through her hair and played with her gradually loosening fingers.

He couldn't touch her soul.

"Dang——" The ancient and melodious bells came from the distance, countless cheers rang out from the city, and the holy fireworks soared into the sky. The whole city was bathed in the stars, and the faces of the celebrating people were red, as if they were being lifted up. Ascending to the paradise of happiness.

Under the brilliant light, the girl's head fell forward in the cold wind, as if she had died in another unknown world.

Her pupils lost their brightness, the fragile skin of her neck was torn apart by the ion sword, and her head rolled away.

Su Ming'an stretched out his only remaining hand, caught her head in the cold wind, and ran his fingers through her black hair.

"..."

Unable to die, he has become the [Tomb of Memory] for many people. Their names are tombstones that cannot be forgotten in his mind, like his second death.

He recalled Mizushima Kawaharu's words long ago:

[Su Mingan, from the moment you became the number one player and sacrificed Yueyue, I knew that you were extremely selfish in your heart. 】

[You will lose everything, family and friends. There will be no one around you, nothing in your hands, and you can keep nothing. 】

He is indeed selfish.

If at the very beginning, he had let Yueyue stay safely in the logistics and not let her go to the battlefield, would she not have died?

If he could have stopped her earlier, if he could have set back earlier, wouldn't she...have contracted the deficiency disease?

At that time, as long as he kept her and asked her not to enter Caius Tower, would she... not be in danger?

He didn't do everything in his power to prevent her from going to war--didn't he make a mistake?

He asked himself, his whole body trembling. During the long period of patience, he even heard his own voice asking himself, hoarse, like wet gravel,

"——You didn't take advantage of her?"

There's none?

"..."

He gasped sharply.

——Didn't he take advantage of her?

He won the most difficult war and got rid of the shackles of the old gods. He was a great man in the War of Dawn, a hero who saved countless people - he was respected by people, he attracted worldwide attention, he was one man among ten thousand people. The Lord of Akto City.

...However, in the 49-year timeline, he didn't even retain the soul of a girl.

If only he could be earlier, try his best to talk to her earlier, take her away earlier, and fold his hands with all his strength in countless reincarnations...

With a soft sound of "cluster", he approached the sword blade, and the sword blade also pierced his neck.

He vomited blood and crawled down with her in his arms, as if he was burying himself in the soil.

The white snow and water blurred his eyes, and he could not clearly see her eyes that had lost their vitality. All that was left was that her throat was burning and her skin was torn.

His hands kept stretching forward, but he couldn't grab anything. The ice and snow froze his soul.

Until he felt his head and neck loosen, and his vision rolled forward, as if he could embrace eternal rest and freedom——

"Gululu..."

Only the light of the New Year and her sword blade shone slightly, and together with his head, they rolled and fell into the darkness.

"..."

If there is no world game...

If it hadn't all started...he wouldn't be here covered in burns and dying repeatedly. Nor would she suffer from a deficiency disorder and become so desperate that she commits suicide.

——The girl wearing a cat-ear hat, she was supposed to be a grown-up white swan.

She can sing and use a sword. She has a new life. She has emerged from the haze of childhood. She has grown into a free and glorious soul. She will protect everyone around her, even an unknown soldier.

But she ended up acting like a madman, stabbing herself with the sword and breaking her neck. The bloody head rolled into his hand, and he didn't close his eyes until he died.

Su Mingan knew what she wanted to say before she died.

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"Ming'an, let's find someone else to play games with you in the future..."

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She once wanted to hear him play the piano and play games with him. She wanted to witness the future of mankind with him and welcome a more brilliant life.

She knew that his mother would make things difficult for him when he woke up. He no longer had a father and no one loved him like that. Humans were eyeing him, and she wanted to be on his side. She wants to walk with him...

But no more.

But she felt she couldn't do it anymore...

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[I seem to have seen the future one year from now. 】

[——Su Mingan won in the end, and he became an immortal god. 】