First Player

Chapter 144 Chapter 142·"Love this world"

Lu Shu's respect for him was also stubborn, even to the point of being twisted.

This is all Su Mingan can do to deal with this unstable factor.

"Brother Lighthouse." Jasmine said, "It's okay. Let's get some sleep first. If you really can't find it, it's better to just trust the other person... I think brother is really anxious, but just being anxious is useless..."

What Jasmine said makes sense.

Seeing how confident Lu Shu looked, maybe he was really prepared.

...Su Mingan really couldn't bear it anymore.

He didn't even have time to help Jasmine find a house, so he set an alarm clock and fell on the bed.

"Don't go out, stay here and wait for me to wake up..."

He put a pile of food next to the table, told Jasmine to go, and quickly closed his eyes.

Perhaps it was because he was too tired. After closing his eyes, he felt his body sinking as if he was sinking into the bed, and his consciousness quickly dimmed.

As if he were stepping on clouds and mist, he closed his eyes, blocking out everything from the outside world.

...But he heard a piano sound.

It's crisp and pleasant, like seeing a deep blue sea, with white dolphins jumping up in the sea, and the water is sparkling.

The emotions that had calmed down suddenly surged again.

There was some strange feeling of condensation between time in his heart. He suddenly opened his eyes and saw a room that looked a little hazy in his field of vision.

The room is not big, and the spring breeze blows in along the curtains, and a piano is bathed in the waterfall of light.

The black and white solid-color keys staggered quietly, and the light lit up the swirling dust floating in the air.

...dreaming? Lucid dream?

He looked at the piano intently. Its appearance was familiar to him, but it shouldn't look so lonely...

As soon as his idea came to his mind, he saw a person suddenly appear on the piano bench.

Fingers appeared on the keys that were originally pressed by themselves. A woman with long black hair moved half of her face closer to the halo, her cheeks were stained by the light, and her hair was like flowing mercury. Her piano sound is very nice, and she hits every key accurately, whether it is slow or fast, and her cross-domain skills are fully demonstrated.

Outsiders might praise her skills, but Su Mingan could see that her piano sound lacked a kind of "spirituality". Like the walking dead who have lost their souls, the black and white silent films that are staged silently, and the artificial puppets that can only mechanically imitate.

Su Mingan looked at it for a while, feeling it was ironic, and then turned around and left without any hesitation.

He knew that this was a lucid dream, a dream that could be controlled by one's own consciousness, but he hadn't done it for a long time since he entered the World Game. He was very nervous every day, so how could he have time to dream such a waste of energy?

He must go to sleep as soon as possible to prevent further deterioration of his mental state.

As for this kind of dream that is similar to memories, it is meaningless. He does not need these psychological comforts now.

Su Mingan had a thought, he wanted this scene to disappear.

He saw traces of blood appearing on the woman's body, and her fingers were broken at each root. This was a sign that the dream was about to collapse.

But Su Mingan saw herself appearing next to her.

My childhood self.

The woman's dry posture while playing the piano changed instantly. She suddenly became alive like a withered flower, and her tone was extremely gentle:

"You're loving the world."

Su Mingan heard the woman's voice teaching "himself".

"...No matter what, love this world."

she continued.

The haziness on the woman's face dissipated on its own, and Su Mingan saw that the look in her eyes at that moment was completely silent and extremely bright, like a person willing to drown.

He snorted coldly, turned around and left without stopping.

"——Ming'an, you are different from me. Your eyes are real... Your feelings are my mother's most precious treasure."

A woman's prayer-like voice came from behind.

The music of the piano is getting faster and faster, and the notes are quickly chasing from behind, accompanied by the woman's lingering voice:

"——Ming'an, your eyes, your eyes with such strong emotions, are so beautiful."

He kept walking.

The sound of the piano came in waves, chasing his steps.

"——The warm wind in winter, the snow lotus on the top of the mountain, the pearl in the deep sea... You are everything I can imagine. You are my mother's brightest treasure and eternal pride..."

His steps suddenly stopped.

A hand suddenly grabbed his arm from below. He turned his head and saw that the hand he grabbed was covered in blood.

The woman suddenly appeared next to him out of nowhere, and the haziness on her face completely dissipated, revealing a beautiful woman with almond-shaped eyes, very similar to him.

Her face was stained with blood and it was dripping down her cheeks bit by bit.

The sound of the piano was still floating, coming towards him like waves of waves.

The woman's eyes stared at him tightly, as if locking him with her eyes.

She opened her mouth with some effort and said word by word:

"...Ming'an, you are the only one in my world."

"anyway--"

Her eyes were heavy, and her hands were getting weaker and weaker.

Su Ming'an put his hand on hers, and then peeled her fingers apart little by little.

"——Love this world."

She said this like a declaration, and then let go of her hand.

The sound of the piano suddenly stopped.

There was a sound like breaking glass in my ears. The afternoon room turned into pieces and dispersed little by little.

Influenced by Su Mingan's thoughts, this dream ended here.

"You should feel sad." Su Mingan said to the pool of blood left by the woman on the ground:

"Eight years later, you remain in my memory and appear in my dreams, still looking so ridiculous."

"You should be grateful that your father raised me to be who I am today."

"I will love this world, but not because of you."

"...Don't appear in my dreams again."

He said, no longer looking at that scene, but closing his eyes, letting himself go, and letting himself enter a deeper dream.

In his sleep, he dreamed of nothing more.

In this dream, I slept very deeply, as if my body was trapped in white clouds.

He couldn't feel anything, nor could he feel any worries... just like the countless dreamless nights he had spent on Zhai Star, in a silent dark night with no stars or moon in front of him.

...so that when he just opened his eyes and faced the morning light set by the alarm clock in his personal space, there was still confusion in his eyes.

He sat up, rubbed his eyes, and opened the forum with soft hands.

…

[——The main god space reappears the horrific murder! Edward, the third person on the list, and Lu Shu, the fourth person on the list, both died - the internal fighting among human beings will never end, will we still have a tomorrow? 】

"..." He stared at the top line of words, his eyes were hazy, as if he hadn't seen clearly yet.

The simulated morning sun in his personal space fell into his eyes, so bright that it burned his eyes. He squinted his sour eyes.

"False news?"

He muttered to himself and clicked on the pinned post on the forum.

Then... he saw the corpse of a butterfly beside the green woods in District 12, which had been blown to pieces with only a butterfly wing left.

Xiaohong.

He continued to scroll down.

Lying beside the flowers was a broken blade of a mantis, green, shining in the early morning light.

Xiaobi.

He looked down silently, and then finally saw the corner of his clothes.

Black with emblems, it was the style of Hanfu Lu Shu wore that day.

The torn corners of the clothes were blown to pieces, and the owner of the clothes was nowhere to be found.

...Death in the Lord God Space is real death.

His whole body seemed to be frozen. He stared at the panel for a long time, his eyes unfocused.

Jasmine, who was taking a nap in a chair, woke up. Her clear eyes looked over here, like a lamp breaking through the fog.

"...Brother Lighthouse?"

She asked and found that something was obviously wrong with Su Ming'an's state.

"..."

Su Mingan lowered his head.

When he opened his hand again, he saw the crescent mark in his palm, oozing bright red blood.

"Ding dong!"

He suddenly heard a system prompt.

[The player (Lu Shu) requests video communication. 】

Su Mingan looked at this communication request and was stunned for a while.

He chose to accept it, and the picture showed up. Lu Shu, dressed in black Hanfu, was sitting at the tea table. Behind him was the scenery behind the mahogany window panes. The weather looked good.

There was a purple clay pot placed on a small stove in front of him. A crimson butterfly was stationary on his shoulder. Even the mantis, which was always jumping around, was quietly parked aside.

"Su Ming'an." Lu Shu was looking at him:

"This is a timed video recording."

Su Mingan stared at the screen.

"I think you have discovered it, because you have always been very smart." Lu Shu stroked the teacup with his fingers: "My sudden change of attitude was because I saw the note describing your past."

"You are very smart. You should be able to guess that the reason why I believe this note so much is because I also saw a note describing my past."

"World Games is omnipotent and pays too much attention to rules... If you just give me a fake note about you just to distract us, I don't think so."

"So." Lu Shu stared at him: "I believe everything on that note."

Su Mingan is waiting for his next article.

"...I once thought about why I believed in you so fervently. I didn't think it was blind before, and I didn't think so after watching the World Forum." Lu Shu said lightly: "But after watching Jasmine's performance, I Suddenly I realized...it turned out that I was also lost."

"I didn't see your whole picture clearly, I just believed what I wanted to believe."

"I come from a reclusive family since I was a child, and I have never seen how big the world is."

"Jasmine and I are very similar...we are obsessed with believing in the person we identify with, and we don't let go, don't change, and don't even know it's broken."

"...Just when I wanted to erase my past self, I suddenly realized it again." A piece of paper appeared in Lu Shu's hand, and the paper was carefully tied with a rubber band to prevent any leakage.

"If I decide that you are not a good person just because of a piece of paper... then it will be no different from my previous self, just as short-sighted and paranoid."

"……so."

Lu Shu's fingers picked up the rubber band on the note, and then slowly pulled it open.

"...I don't believe that your love is just a disguise. Or..."

He slowly unfolded the note, flattened it, and then slowly moved it in front of the camera.

"...Su Mingan, you just pretended."

Su Mingan looked at the contents of the note on the screen.

…

[(Prophet's clue): Absurdity is rampant in reality, and he was born in absurdity. Love is the disguise of art, and ideals are the ladder of desire. The world he watched was once bleak, and he became the most special person by the river - he was once ordinary because he had a new look and because he no longer had expectations. 】

…

Lu Shu hovered the note in front of the camera for ten seconds, then slowly took it back, carefully rolled it up again like a treasure, and stuffed it into his arms.

"You can actually understand this?" Su Mingan spoke to the recorded screen through the air.

"...I understand." Lu Shu over there continued:

"After this judgment - I still think you are a good person. I am sure that you, maybe the note talks about your past, but you must be bright and just now."

As he spoke, he suddenly turned around and took out a huge plastic bag from behind.

"...The number one player, Su Mingan, I will clear all obstacles for you."

"I will kill that guy Edward... to let those organizations that want to cultivate minds understand that the leader of the world is never the kind of [bad guy] to be."

"Su Mingan, you are a good person, you should keep going."

"This is a video screen recording. I recorded it before leaving, and I set a time. If I come back successfully, I will cancel it and treat it as if nothing happened."

"That is - if you manage to see this video."

Lu Shu looked at the camera, his eyes clearer than ever before.

"...It means I'm dead."

"But Edward will also die. I have thought that the best outcome is that I return safely, and the worst outcome is that he and I die together - but no matter what, no one can target your path."

"Don't care what the audience says, don't care what those people think."

…

"Keep going, keep going."

…

[You have received a deposit message. (My friend Lu Shu will send it regularly)]

[Open the package and you will get a plastic bag of cabbage*1 (due to the low value, the points will not be calculated)]

[Open the package and you will get Little Mantis*1 (50 transaction points will be automatically deducted)]

[Little Mantis (Growth: Red) (Unnamed)

Level: lv.1

HP: 400

MP: 0

Direction: physical type, speed type

Note: Please be aware of the large appetite in the initial stage! Keep feeding your cabbage to keep it alive!

Note: The inheritance insect of the mantis "Xiao Bi", awakened after the death of the previous generation. 】

…

Su Mingan stared at the black screen in front of him. The little mantis was jumping around next to him, as if he was hungry.

"Brother Lighthouse..."

Jasmine seemed to understand what was going on. She clutched his sleeve tightly, not knowing what to say.

"Jasmine." Su Mingan suddenly said. He opened the World Forum, quickly browsed the incident, and then locked the location where the battle took place.

"……Um?"

Jasmine looked at him with confused eyes.

"I used to think that some people were too arrogant, proud, and exaggerated. They had no sparkle in my eyes, so I would not have any nostalgia for them." Su Mingan said:

"But now I find out."

"Some people are still worth saving," he said, raising his hand.

"...even if they don't all pass the level perfectly."

His hands went to his temples.

…

"——Sometimes I should be thankful that I am the one who got this ability."

He closed his eyes and smiled.

Annihilation activates.