First Player

Chapter 166 Chapter 164·"You are our last hope"

"..."

Su Mingan didn't answer.

The respect that should be answered by this person has long since died.

He was just a passerby who took over Qin Wang's body and traveled purely for the mission.

The grudges and grudges of these people have nothing to do with him, and he doesn't care. It was only because it was related to the task that he devoted his greatest energy.

He closed his eyes and felt his consciousness gradually slipping away.

"call……"

He heard a sound of wind ringing in his ears, scratching his auricles, like the fluttering feathers of a fledgling.

The original trend of cooling down suddenly stopped, and his body was quickly pulled up by a force. Amidst the "click" sound of a piece of ice being forcibly broken, he felt the dry and cold wind blowing from his cheek.

He opened his eyes.

The man in black was covered in blood, like a bloody windbreaker.

There was a huge blood hole on his body, and blood was still gushing out crazily.

Everything around him seemed to be stagnant, the spreading ice and snow were frozen in mid-air, and the bits of soil splashed and scattered by the energy were clearly visible.

Chenyang pulled himself to block the cold ice that rushed up from the surroundings. He opened a big umbrella to block all the wind and snow.

He used all his strength to break through Sheng Qi's defense line and lifted Su Ming'an up before the ice completely solidified.

"I don't know why Qinwang chose you."

Chen Yang was seriously injured. After forcibly breaking through the defense line and dragging Su Mingan out, his voice became broken, mixed with the painful breathing of a beast, and every sound was like blood:

"...But I know you have no choice."

Chen Yang said, using all his strength, he was thrown up from a piece of ice and snow:

"You are the one we hope to choose, and you can only be our last hope..."

The ice froze up little by little. When he was lifted up, thrown high into the sky, and quickly enveloped by the light of space, Su Ming calmed down and saw the man in black in the crystal cold, with a pair of eyes as bright as blazing fire. Eyes of fire.

"...Although it is shameless to entrust such an important mission to an outsider like you." Chen Yang said as his body was covered bit by bit with frost, gradually freezing his steps completely.

"But... please forgive us for bearing his expectations..."

Chenyang's voice became weaker and weaker, and the words gradually became fragmented and unclear. The water in his eyes slipped quietly, like a wave of light passing quietly in the waves.

The cold dark blue spread out thickly with him as the center, as if a thick layer of oil paint had been poured on the surrounding space.

Su Ming looked at him calmly.

This person's eyes, at this moment, extremely overlapped with those of the first Zhou Minghui Shuhang.

In the first week of Hui Shuhang, what greeted her was a worthless death ending.

Her body was once scattered like feathers, without leaving even a trace, and suddenly disintegrated and disappeared little by little before her eyes.

They all wanted so desperately to keep him alive...even if the cost was that they themselves would die like moths to a flame. They have always believed in a [future], blindly believing that Qin Wang will succeed, even if they themselves will never see that future again.

A guide in the dark night will never see the dawn if he dies in the night.

…

【——I will definitely let you live safely until after the festival. 】

…

Su Mingan suddenly understood the meaning of Hui Shuhang's words.

Su Mingan felt a sense of déjà vu when he saw Chen Yang's astonishingly bright eyes.

It seems that somewhere, he has been lifted up without hesitation like this before, and the other person's eyes are also like this, like looking at the hope of the whole world.

Later, such sights became more and more common, gradually making him numb. It seemed that in every copy world, he could see people like this, looking at him like this.

He stared at the morning sun, watching him fall until the ink color completely disappeared from his sight.

When he was gently lifted up and wrapped up by the halo of space, he saw Sheng Qi's eyes not far away, also looking at him, and there was a stagnant water inside.

The teleportation was complete, and during this short moment when it was blocked by Chen Yang, Sheng Qi could no longer stop himself from leaving.

On the shoulder, the blood-red marks gradually disappeared, but the pain was still there.

Su Ming'an spurted out a mouthful of blood, gradually fell into unconsciousness, and disappeared into a white wave of space.

In the forest under the slanting sky, only a dead silence covered by ice and snow remained.

…

[The BOSS battle ends automatically. 】

[You have officially separated from the regular army and joined the revolutionary army faction. 】

[Perfect clearance process 65%]

[Survival probability: increased by 11.3%]

…

When Su Ming'an gradually regained consciousness, the first thing he felt was the coldness spreading throughout his body.

The air was dry and cold, and he could hear the popping of sparks, as if a fire was burning.

There was a clear sound of a spoon hitting a porcelain bowl, not far from him, as if someone was having a meal.

He didn't open his eyes, but looked at the barrage first.

[…It shouldn’t matter, in this case. 】

[Why do I feel so bad? Su Mingan didn’t change his clothes and was still wearing the emblem of the regular army. He was directly regarded as a regular soldier...]

[I don’t think there’s any problem. Brother Ming’an can’t defeat the ceiling boss, but there’s no problem in defeating ordinary mobs. My main fear is that some players will attack secretly... It seems like there are many players hidden in this area. 】

[Fortunately, the single ponytail NPC has been protecting Ming'an, otherwise I feel that the group of players who are ready to take action would have taken action long ago. 】

[...Not necessarily, what if the single ponytail NPC is also played by a player? 】

【……】

Even without opening his eyes, Su Mingan could probably get some information about the current situation by looking at these barrages.

Logically speaking, he should have successfully escaped. Chen Yang successfully broke through the restrictions at the last moment of his life and used space teleportation to allow him to leave.

Moreover, judging from the fully recovered blood bar, Sheng Qi should not be able to keep up. He did not encounter any danger during his coma...

Now, I just don’t know where I have been transported to?

He opened his eyes slightly.

The wind soaked in the breath of fire blew against his face, and in front of him was a figure with a jet-black ponytail, his back turned to him.

Her figure appeared slender, but her back was straight. Through the hair, he saw a silver star on her shoulder.

Instead of seeing the sky, he saw the roof of the tent.

...I am in the tent.

The woman with her back to him sat at the entrance of the tent, blocking most of the wind.

He could vaguely hear conversations outside the tent. It seemed that he was picked up by this group of people after being teleported into coma.

Judging from the fact that he was in a tent and not tied up, the situation shouldn't be too bad.

He stood up and made a slight rubbing sound. After noticing that some of the jewelry-like defensive props that Hui Shuhang had put on him before were taken away, he heard the slight voice of the woman next to him.

"Are you awake?" She turned around, the red knotted rope in her ponytail flying like a butterfly.

The fireworks on the fire reflected on her face, casting bright strips of light on it. She tilted her head, holding a bottle of wine in her hand, and her firefly-like eyes were as light as a flat lake.

She has a pair of dark eyes and satin-like black hair, and her facial features are soft. She does not look like those NPCs with obvious alien colors, but looks like an East Asian on Zhai Star, giving him the feeling of meeting an old friend in a foreign land. .

...But he knew that the person in front of him was definitely not from Zhai Xing.

At most, they just look alike. He heard that there were lives of different races in this world, but their appearances were quite different.

What made him so sure was a system prompt:

[You have met the Revolutionary Army·Key NPC (odd and even)]

[Note: Please try to gain the other party's favorability to avoid entering the BE line directly. 】

[NPC (odd and even) current favorability: -20 (cold) (identity not recognized, treated as hostile camp.)]

Since entering this world dungeon, this is the first time Su Mingan has seen a negative favorability score.

Judging from this favorability score, the other party probably didn't recognize him as Qin Wang, and didn't know what he had in his hands. He only regarded him as a fallen victim of the regular army, so the favorability score was so low.

If it weren't for his status as the person in power, who could force the favorability of the enemy camp's NPCs to the [cold] level, with the revolutionary army's hostile attitude towards the main army, he might not have been chopped into pieces while unconscious.

Despite this, the other party's attitude doesn't look very good.

"Don't wander around when you wake up. Just stay here." Shan Shuang looked at him and said in an extremely cold tone: "The people outside are all revolutionary troops. I can't guarantee what consequences you will suffer if you go out."

Su Mingan smiled: "It doesn't matter, I won't wander around. Thank you for saving me."

"Hmph..." Shan Shuang glanced at him, his eyes scanning back and forth on his cloth embroidered with the army emblem: "Looking at your clothes, your status should be high, and you should be a smart person. Behave well and get there. I won’t cling to your identity either.”

Su Mingan blinked.

"...I can see that you have no abilities and no energy fluctuations at all." Shan Shuang said: "Although war should not involve people without force, in order to repay us, you should cooperate with us."

Su Mingan discovered that this odd and even way of speaking was really quite direct.

She could see that he had no abilities and he was probably just an ordinary member of the army, not a soldier who was directly hostile to them.

But she still wanted to take him with her, rescue him without killing him, and cooperate with them...

Su Mingan understood - he was probably using himself as a bargaining chip in some kind of transaction?

After all, the emblem on his body is obviously the mark of a noble in the army.

He watched Shan Shuang walk out, turning his back to him, showing no defense against him.

When she was about to close the curtain door, he reached out his hand and wanted to put it on her shoulder.

"Bang!"

【HP-360! (Critical hit!)】

Violent energy suddenly erupted from her body, and Su Mingan deliberately did not put up a defensive posture, but took the pain firmly.

"Bang!"

A hole was suddenly punched in the tent, and he was thrown out violently, breaking through the thick trees along the way, bringing up a burst of grass blades, and the flying blood was like scattered oil spots, flying everywhere, directly on the ground. Dyeing a red dot road.

The chatter outside stopped completely.

Then, there was a rustling sound of grass blades, as if someone wanted to come here to take a look.

"……what happened."

"The kid from the puppet army seems to have been beaten out."

"Did the second commander take action? I'll go take a look..."

"I have long said that I should not save the guy who fell on the ground. Even if he has no abilities, he should not be brought to the revolutionary army..."

"--do not move!"

A loud female voice sounded, stopping the movement of the revolutionary army who wanted to come and take a look. Then, the girl with a ponytail pushed aside the blades of grass and walked over first.

She frowned slightly as she looked at Su Ming'an, who was lying on the ground with his cloth covered in blood.

"...Are you okay?" she asked, taking a few steps closer.

"It's not very good." Su Mingan said, suddenly feeling another pain in his chest.

He saw a very obvious debuff hanging below the health bar in his field of vision.

[Blood streak (lasting three days): Continuous debuff, when the action is violent, the blood loss curse will be triggered. 】

Su Ming'an knew that the curse mark was still there. Even if he was teleported away, the debuff Sheng Qi placed on him still existed.

Although the blood loss was not much, and it stopped after losing 300 points of blood, this time bomb was always there, so he had to pay attention.

"——You get up, you get up first."

Just as he was lowering his head and vomiting blood, he suddenly felt a shadow being blocked in front of him, and the girl's white hand stretched out.

He looked up and saw those dark eyes.

"I'm sorry, I'm just used to fighting in the army, and I didn't realize you were an incompetent guy..." Shanshuang held his hand, and a wave of energy passed through her hand bit by bit.

"I told you not to run around or move around, just stay in the tent. We don't want to harm you, we just want to exchange you for some supplies..." Shan Shuang kept talking, even if he She kept talking without any response, as if to comfort herself: "I know that what I did has implicated innocent people, and it is no different from the top leaders of your puppet army, but the supplies are indeed not enough... If I don't bring some back, If so, I'm really worried that the people who are about to starve to death will also mutiny..."

"It's okay, I know." A smile appeared on Su Ming'an's face: "I know."

"You?" Shanshuang raised his eyebrows: "You are a noble man who looks like a noble man. What do you know?"

"Your city is in danger, both the regular army and the wandering monsters are watching." Su Mingan whispered.

Even though his body was covered with blood spots and there was a bright red on the ground, his expression was very serious, as if he didn't feel much pain:

"You are just a group of ordinary people who have been driven crazy by starvation due to corvee labor and the locust plague. You do not have a long-term vision, and your team has no military discipline and rules. You are just a group of hot-blooded people who burn, kill, loot, and rob the people. You will be punished wherever you hit. Even if you rise up for a moment, you are just digging your own grave, and the trend of collapse is gradually visible..."

"Click!"

There was a crisp sound.

The girl's hand immediately grabbed his neck, and the movement was extremely sudden.

Her palm was not slender, and seemed to have an extremely hard sword cocoon. The roughness of her fingertips rubbed against his throat. When the force tightened little by little, he endured the pain, squinted, and saw the sudden look in her eyes. Burning hysteria.

"Are you laughing at me too?" She said almost through gritted teeth, applying a little force in her hands, her eyes like a falcon watching a rabbit, and like a wave rushing towards a beach crab, with an extremely strong sense of turbulence and determination.