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Chapter 173 Chapter 172 · "I hope to see you again."

[Ninth day, early morning]

The girl in a long skirt stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the square below that was gradually gaining a festive atmosphere.

The people who had been brainwashed by Zhengjun's declaration had not yet understood that the person they were about to welcome and respect was about to be pushed onto the altar with their own hands.

The news of Qin Wang's escape hadn't spread yet, but he was suppressed by Hui Shuhang. The current square seemed not much different from a few days ago.

The heavy atmosphere, people's dignified belief attitude, and their joy and pride that they don't know the truth. Feiya, who was feeling uneasy, was a little suffocated.

In this huge temple, there are only a few people who know the cruel truth, know the power struggles surging under the skin of God Blessing, and know the ugly behavior of burning down bridges and killing benefactors.

There were obviously more people passing by. Maybe it was because the coming of age ceremony was approaching. She saw many holy servants using magic to levitate seats, tables and other objects, and walked to the central square in an orderly manner. The scale was like a major sacrificial site.

Mu Feng and Xi, the small flags of various colors are flying more cheerfully.

"Miss Fea."

A call came from behind, and Fia turned around and saw a little lolita in a complicated dress, with an elegant and precise step.

"Your Majesty asked me to take you back to your room." Hui Shuhang said, "The coming-of-age ceremony is approaching, so please don't move around at will."

"Are you even going to control my actions?"

"Please don't embarrass me." Hui Shuhang's tone was very soft, but it had a commanding meaning.

Feia frowned: "I have to go to the square and will be back soon."

"..." Hui Shuhang leaned over: "Please hurry up."

As she spoke, she picked up her skirt and walked slowly down the stairs step by step.

Fia immediately climbed up the stairs and poked her head down. After confirming that the loli was really gone, she quickly went downstairs and ran to the square.

In the southeast corner of the square, in an inconspicuous corner, stands a transparent eye.

Fia approached it, paying attention to the surrounding movements, and then said extremely quietly:

"Today is the ninth day, and the square is almost ready... I don't know what the conditions are for perfect clearance this time, but I think it's better for you to stay away from the square as much as possible... I had a dream last night, I dreamed that the altar in the square suddenly exploded, and then I saw a piece of scorched earth, and not even a human figure could be seen anymore - the dream was warning me that in the future, this place will be very dangerous..."

She kept talking, reporting on the situation here.

This was the second Supervisory Eye that Su Mingan put down before leaving the square, and informed Feia of the specific location of the Supervisory Eye.

Because the Supervisory Eye can only transmit the vision and sound within the range to him, but his voice cannot be transmitted, it is like a monitor with sound. Feiya could only talk to herself, wondering if Su Ming'an over there could hear her.

"His Majesty has not appeared for several days. Although he has never left the house, I always feel that even though you have been running away for so many days, Hui Shuhang has returned safely. Your Majesty must have some plan, I won't let you really stay away from the square..." She looked at the square and saw that the altar was gradually being completed, which made her feel very uneasy:

"Your position has long been reported by a group of players who want to contribute points. Although these players never came back. But His Majesty must have known about him. I have seen him for more than ten years and I also know that he is a If he doesn't move, he will be completely sure of it if he moves. He has not taken action, maybe he is just waiting for the perfect opportunity..."

She said, her voice suddenly paused.

The golden-white building shines clear under the blue barrier.

She saw a dark bird flying out of a cloud, like a meteor that flew away.

"..."

She opened her mouth slightly, feeling a little speechless.

"His Majesty is here to find you."

She said, her voice stagnant:

"——Run."

…

The army has already set off, and other legions are already gathering, not far from here.

After wrapping himself into a ball, Su Mingan managed to get some sleep, but still felt colder and colder.

While sneaking with the escort, he took out the so-called mental recovery potion given to him by the five-man team.

It seems that the sub-professional players in the Main God Space are also working hard, although it is still unsatisfactory from the current point of view. The things they produce are expensive and useless, and the price-performance ratio is very low. It is a pure point-burning profession. But I have to say that there are some things that do work wonders at some point.

In the main god space, he also watched the chats of the sub-professional players in the guild channel. They usually relied on several adventure players or casual players behind them, and borrowed their points to improve themselves. These groups are generally related by blood, and they are all relatives, so they are not worried about borrowing points and not paying them back.

There are even some parents who, in order for their children to grow into excellent sub-professional players in the future, will take the initiative to go through the dungeon and go through the dungeon just to earn points for them.

After the World Game started, some things didn't change at all.

He looked at the bottle in his hand, which was blood red and looked a little strange. He had once wondered whether the five-man team had tampered with the oral medicine, but the system panel showed that everything was normal.

[Mental Restoration Potion (Excellent Quality)*3

Type: Reply props

Effect: After oral administration, it relieves the mental damage caused by debuff. Note: This drug only plays an auxiliary role in physiological regulation, and the mental state still needs to be adjusted by the person taking the drug!

Manufacturing requirements: Level 2 pharmacist, Celestial Jade Grass, source water, suitable environment, and more than five minutes of preparation time.

Introduction: Made by a second-level pharmacist, the cost is high and the price-performance ratio is not high. Perhaps in the future, the effect of this medicine can be improved. 】

…

He took a sip, and found no problem, and no debuffs appeared. After drinking the entire bottle of liquid, he felt a rare, warm feeling, like the comfort brought by a hot bath after a hard workout. , although limited, it does have an effect.

Maybe, when he returns, he can get something similar.

"Coming."

Beside him, Shan Shuang spoke to him softly.

The conversation on the hillside seemed like a dream. When he woke up in the morning, the second commander acted as if nothing had happened. The invitations she had sent out before seemed like they had never happened before.

Su Mingan raised his head.

He saw a jewel-like blue lake.

He was familiar with this lake. As early as the first week, when Hui Shuhang was about to take him to escape, he saw this lake embedded in greenery from the sky. In the distance, there was the town of Creli, and he even vaguely saw it. Small human voices can be heard.

...It's really almost there.

"Rest where you are."

Shan Shuang issued an order, which was passed down one level at a time. A patrol sent a message from the outside, saying that the main army station was calm and there was no sign of troops.

"It's okay...it's okay." Shan Shuang breathed a sigh of relief: "Then there should be no problem."

"What's wrong?"

"The supreme leader of the puppet army is said to have suffered from an old illness in his early years. He has been recuperating from his injuries and cannot go out." Shan Shuang said: "He seems to be very strong and has always been very strong, but there seems to be some rules that prevent him from taking action against the revolutionary army. Otherwise, we would have been destroyed long ago. But now it seems that he still can't go out."

"What if it's fake news?"

"Then admit defeat." Shan Shuang's expression was serious: "We have prepared a lot, including strategies, tactics, marching routes, army configuration... From what I can do, we have achieved the ultimate. But if we face the absolute With such strong strength, we can’t compete even though we try our best. If we don’t think that the other party may not be able to take action, we won’t have the slightest chance... So, it’s better to retain hope and attack with all our strength.”

"You should be right." Su Mingan said, "Your Majesty's strength should be limited."

What he considered was not what he said about odd and even numbers, but from the perspective of game mechanics.

If the top leader of the main army is really that powerful, with a combat power ceiling of 9999, and no one in the revolutionary army can confront him, then the division of camps will be unfair from the beginning, let alone the main army. The revolutionary army line is on the line.

Therefore, there must be restrictions on that Majesty.

Judging from the previous situation where Sheng Qi killed Chen Yang, Sheng Qi only sent a phantom, not an entity. Maybe this person's true body really couldn't get out.

"In short, we will definitely protect you." Shan Shuang said: "When the army is assembled, please don't follow it. It will be very chaotic inside and you will inevitably be hurt. I know there is a small barrier nearby where people can be hidden. You can wait inside until the war is over—I wish I could come and get you myself.”

Su Mingan looked at her.

Her brows and eyes looked a little gloomy at this time, as if covered with a thick layer of mist, like a breath of death.

Maybe she herself is not optimistic about the outcome of this war, or in other words, even if she wins, as the sharp knife of the army, she will most likely not survive in the chaos.

Shanshuang once said that she was not in good condition either.

Perhaps it is the price brought by those with strong abilities themselves. Their lifespan is not long. When they use their abilities again and again, they can clearly feel that their bodies are like a funnel that cannot be plugged, and their vitality is losing little by little. Avoidable loss.

Weak people cannot survive, but strong people, who bear greater responsibilities and receive more infamy, cannot live long either.

...It's hard to say who is luckier.

"I also hope to see you again." Su Mingan said, "But I want to go with you."

"No." The second commander who had been letting him show her decisiveness at this time: "We can't put you in a dangerous situation. The place I went to is too dangerous and I can't see you at any time."

"I'm not weak either." Su Mingan laughed: "You saw it along the way. I have no problem protecting myself."

Along the way, many players playing the role of the revolutionary army suddenly rose up and attacked him, but he quickly suppressed them, even before they had their turn to attack in single or even positions.

Although he was affected by the cold, he was not like Qin Wang. He really had no strength and was as fragile as porcelain.

"you……"

"I know." Su Mingan said, "You are afraid of failure."

Shan Shuang looked at him, her eyes fluctuating a little.

"You are afraid that if the revolutionary army fails, what awaits you is the annihilation of the entire army..." Su Mingan said: "So, you want to leave a way for me to escape, so that if I don't see you coming to pick me up, at least you can still There is no need to be sacrificed on the altar. But, Shanshuang, you have to understand that we have no way out. If the revolutionary army really fails as you said, I can't run away no matter where I go - if it really does At that moment, I would rather see the results of my experiment succeed."

Shan Shuang looked at him intently.

Her eyes are always transparent and clear, never showing a hint of shyness like a little girl, as if perceptual emotions have never appeared in her. She will always only think about the overall situation and will always move in a firm direction. .

But now, Su Mingan saw hesitation in her eyes.

Putting it on her like this, it seemed like some strange emotions.

[NPC (odd and even) favorability: 70+10]

[Current favorability evaluation: One prosperous and two prosperous (friendship line)]

"Although my life is not long, I have seen too many people." Shan Shuang suddenly said.

She spoke calmly, but the content of her words seemed to be her last words.

"I have met many nobles." She said, her eyelids drooping slightly: "Their tone and demeanor reveal that they regard common people as dogs, and regard a person's bloodline as the only criterion for measuring a person's dignity. Yes, a very natural attitude.

To raise their profile, belittle others, and disrupt order... They use their broken and chaotic views to openly judge people and events, and then pass on this disgusting concept to them as a matter of course, just like a group of thugs, relying on their power. , wanton criticism..."

"But you are really different." When she said this, she suddenly raised her head and looked at him:

"I used to think that a person would be shaped by any environment. My difficult childhood shaped me into such a paranoid person today, but now it seems... you seem to have never been polluted by the puppet army's environment. millimeter."

"Yes." Su Mingan nodded: "I admire him... he is indeed an extremely pure person."

Shan Shuang's eyes changed slightly.

She seemed to realize something from his voice.

But soon, her expression suddenly changed drastically. The next moment, Su Mingan saw her rushing towards him quickly, holding her shoulders like steel hoops, and then stretched out her hand——

At the same time, Su Mingan also heard Yueyue's voice coming from the Supervisory Eye:

[——Run quickly. 】

He felt that the surroundings seemed a little quieter.

The grass blades swayed slightly and the birds were silent.

He saw a deep, wheel-like mark, extending from the thorn forest in the distance to the lawn here, with a little golden light, and the breath was bright and holy.

The water cracked and all living things died.

When he saw Shanshuang being knocked away and warm blood spilling onto his face, he felt someone suddenly hold his shoulders.

The force was not heavy, but the blood pattern etched on the shoulder seemed to be echoed halfway and began to sparkle.

In front of him, a warbler with silver eyes was staring at him.

…

"--Got you."