First Player

Chapter 288 Chapter 286·The seventh world begins (Additional update from reader 20170215, the helmsman)

"...So, I think sending my followers will be very beneficial to this situation."

In the glass room, the room is bright and bright.

Facing the smiling Xiaona, Su Mingan said slowly: "My current situation... is not going well. There are always some idiots who use some inexplicable excuses to question me."

"You are right." Xiaona said softly, with an extremely gentle attitude.

Her hands were folded in front of her lower abdomen, still standing in a respectful service attitude.

"Frankly speaking, giving the closing speech in such a disaster situation is just pushing me into a pit of fire." Su Mingan said: "It is not good for me at all. It will only make these guys hate me even more."

He said, his tone seemed to be a little angry: "If this kind of asking me to go up and face everyone's anger is the organizer's so-called 'care' for the only person in power, I don't think this kind of care is very reasonable. . The benefits and losses it brings to me are completely inconsistent, and it will only make me hated by everyone."

He said it very directly, without any twists and turns.

If you still smile at someone in this situation, it will be different from his previous behavior.

What he now displays is the image of a "number one player" whose trust has been betrayed, who is reasonable and is cared for by the organizers.

As for whether this statement would anger the other party, it didn't matter. He just wanted to see the other party's reaction and see how much the organizer valued the so-called "people in power."

"So, your idea is to send your followers down so that people can trust you again?" Xiaona said softly.

"This kind of superficial work is at least useful to most people. After all, many people's lives were really saved by me." Su Mingan said.

Xiaona looked at him with a smile.

He continued: "Once someone lends a helping hand to them, these desperate people will naturally become my most loyal followers because of this help - which is what helps me become these guys. The light in your eyes…”

"Your theory is very interesting." She said suddenly.

As she spoke, the bright red gemstone earrings in her ears suddenly began to shine. After listening for a moment, she smiled and said:

"Since this is your idea, we naturally won't stop it."

She said, suddenly approaching.

"You are a very interesting person..." She said softly: "We are very interested in you."

Under the bright room light, her face was flawless and had a fake rubber-like texture.

"After the eighth world ends..." She breathed out softly, with an unspeakable meaning in her smile: "We will invite you to a place."

"Where?"

"You'll know when the time comes." Xiaona raised the corners of her lips, revealing a mysterious smile, and just looked outside.

Su Mingan followed her gaze and looked out, seeing the chaos below.

Due to his temporary order, three followers who were still waiting in the square arrived in time.

Among them, Nina, the fastest assassin, held down a middle-aged man.

In the man's hand, he held an explosive that had not yet been unplugged.

For this kind of scum who intentionally caused terror and chaos and killed innocent players, Su Ming'an asked his three followers to kill him without leaving any room.

Nina's dagger swiped across the man's neck, killing him cleanly.

The setting of followers is that in the world of the Lord God, they are not allowed to launch active attacks, but they can fight back without limit after being attacked.

In the past, Su Mingan thought that this "unlimited counterattack" meant that he could take action like other players and suppress other players with pure power. Just like the conversation he had with Edward after the end of the Fourth World - at that time, he just relied on his high strength to forcefully drag Edward from one end of the joint group to the other.

But what he didn't expect was.

This "unrestricted counterattack"... his behavior can far exceed his expectations.

It doesn't just mean "can take action."

And means...

——"You can take action and cause direct casualties."

This means that once the followers are affected by the explosion, once the restrictions are lifted, and once the blade is unsheathed, they will be completely different from ordinary players who are frustrated - they can directly kill other players in the Lord God's world where direct damage is prohibited.

The judgment during this period is that as long as someone in the same camp launches an attack, it will automatically bring hatred to other people in the same camp.

Simply put, it means that as long as the follower is affected by explosives once, he can attack other terrorists who also hold explosives indefinitely.

This is [the true world of the Lord God and the one in power. 】

They are in charge of killing.

At this time, the three people who had unsealed the scabbard were now completely like tigers among sheep.

As long as the person they are targeting is unable to stop their blade.

Wherever it passed, flesh and blood splattered.

They cut their way through the surging crowds, carving a bloody path, like the God of Death moving through the crowd.

The adventurers stared at the three armored men in stunned silence.

...This is too terrible!

The followers with unlimited attacks are three nearly invincible adjudicators.

At first, people were afraid that this group of armored men was coming to attack.

But when someone noticed that an explosive was thrown high and exploded in the sky, they suddenly discovered - these guys with the organizer's scale pattern engraved on their armor...

He actually came to save them.

Someone suddenly shouted, their voice full of excitement.

"It's Su Ming'an—it's Su Ming'an's followers, I know them—!"

"Didn't you say that he was the organizer's mole? Why, why did he save us..."

"No matter what, now that this has happened, I will be the first to say that he is a traitor to mankind in the future!"

"They saved my child, they are my benefactors, benefactors, don't leave, I will kneel down for you, thank you, thank you..."

"..."

Various words filled the chat on the World Channel.

Although the strength of the three followers is still very small compared to the overall situation, the scope of the attack is not large. The organizers seemed to be focusing on the high-end casual players in the core area, and the auditorium behind them was not affected much.

The swift movements of the followers stabilized at least six disaster points where explosions would occur.

The crowd was very dense at this time, and the number of people rescued was at least four figures.

This time there were only a dozen attacks in total.

The three followers blocked nearly half of them.

Su Mingan stood in the glass room high up and watched this scene quietly.

Some of the people who were rescued looked like they were surviving the disaster. Many of them were so frightened that their legs were weak and they sat there and cried bitterly.

Some people held their children very tightly and cried silently in the crowd.

Someone cursed, held down the terrorist next to him, and began to punch hard.

Someone grabbed the followers' armor and refused to allow them to leave. They wanted to kowtow to them.

There was an adventurer surrounded by white light, looking at this side with a solemn expression and whispering.

...He still saw it.

The outermost, safest casual players were in a mess, rushing towards the teleportation array like a tide.

The bodies of those who died in the explosion were in pieces, with relatives and friends crying beside them.

Within the barrier, the adventure players and reporters who were standing still looked at each other and whispered to each other.

He saw the players in front of him who were sitting safely in their seats looking at him with mixed emotions.

He stood in a tall glass room, separated by two layers of barriers, looking at these people who were so far away from him.

It's like seeing an endless distance.

"……This guy."

Below, Edward, sitting in seat three, whispered: "...Another show?"

Not far away from him, the black-haired woman heard this.

She turned her head and stared at him with a pair of black cat-like eyes.

"Edward." Mizushima Kawakora said.

As she spoke, she glanced upward uncontrollably, as if she wanted to see the reaction of the person above her.

But this idea was eventually suppressed by her.

She said coldly to Edward, who had a solemn face:

"——Don't use your shallow prejudice to speculate on the goodwill of others. That is an insult to humanity itself."

Edward frowned and looked at her: "What do you mean, Mizushima River."

"What I mean is - don't say such malicious words again, Edward - I have changed my mind." She said: "I have been observing and considering these copies of the world... and now, I have seen After this incident, I changed my previous thoughts. Even if it is unstable, this guy's empathy for his fellow citizens... is serious."

She said, her eyes getting brighter: "At least, if I were in his shoes, I would never dare to take the risk of rushing into an explosion scene with the only armed forces of the three main god worlds."

"And you said... it's a show?" She said and sneered: "If a single player can suddenly call for such a large-scale attack, and no news of the whole process is leaked, I would admire him even more - Edward, I I'm sorry for my previous ill intentions toward him, and from now on, I will never be with you again."

She said, turned and left.

Her black hair fluttered like a flag behind her, and bright red roses were discarded on the seat.

Her steps were steady and fast, and she quickly walked out of the blood-red peak player area, walking neatly and neatly, as if she was trying to get rid of something.

Edward's face was solemn, and then he quickly calmed down.

He glanced at Su Mingan above, who was also watching him, and didn't say another word.

He stood up and left the venue with the same quick pace.

Lu Hebeiwang, who was sitting in seats No. 6 and 7, glanced up with some solemnity, then walked out while exchanging words.

Flora, No. 10, held Bonnie's hand and winked at Su Mingan.

"Player No. 1." She smiled, her long eyelashes quivering like butterfly wings: "Your followers, you are very handsome today... Of course, you are too."

Su Mingan looked at her without saying a word.

Flora straightened her hair and made a thoughtful gesture: "Well... maybe after what happened today, the Storm Division will change your mind?"

She seemed to be talking to Su Ming'an, or to herself.

"Anyway." She put down her hand and said something unclear:

"Very successful...congratulations."

The mature woman was talking to herself and didn't take it seriously when she received no response. She left with Bonnie holding the bear in her arms, her posture full of coquettishness.

Su Mingan looked away.

"Is this the end?" he said.

Xiaona smiled: "You are now free to choose whether to return to your personal space."

"Cortana." He said.

"You say."

Su Mingan's voice was a little hesitant: "You give me a very familiar feeling. It's very similar to someone I've met before."

Xiaona laughed after listening to his words.

"This way of picking up a conversation is a bit old-fashioned," she joked with a smile.

Su Mingan turned his head and looked at her very seriously.

"Xiao Na, I'm asking very seriously." He said:

"Did I meet you in a coffee shop at noon on a certain day?"

Xiaona suppressed her smile slightly.

Under the delicate red lip color, she opened her lips, like two butterfly wings stained with blood, slowly cutting apart.

"The noble ruler." She said softly: "...We have never met before the game started."

"Yeah……"

Su Mingan stopped asking.

Since the other party had already given a negative answer, he could only temporarily put aside his speculations.

He glanced out the window again.

At this time, the people inside the venue had already dispersed one after another, but the people outside the barrier were still in chaos.

It seems that this incident will take some time to calm down.

News from the World Channel flashed up like snowdrops. Those watching the live broadcast from the sidelines were extremely concerned about the largest and worst terrorist attack since the game began.

This is the real death of a large number of players.

A horrific event like never before.

... It is estimated that the organizations in the United League will have to spend a lot of energy to guide this wave of public opinion.

Su Mingan clicked on the personal interface and chose to return to personal space.

The white light at the top is always steady, and behind it is the low bed.

He stood there and checked. He still had 91 points left and couldn't buy anything.

There are still three days before the next world starts. He plans to collect some forum information and fully adjust his mental state...

He sat on the bed, opened the World Forum, and started browsing.

This terrorist attack developed very quickly. Perhaps people themselves did not expect such a vicious event to occur. Some people who lost their loved ones cried and cried on the forum, which aroused the sympathy of a large number of people.

Among them, Su Mingan’s followers have also become a hot topic. People started berating other players for their indifference.

But it is conceivable that another group of people will jump up and speak for the players at the top of the list.

The final result must be that neither party can convince the other, and each will only think that the other is stupid.

In the age of information explosion, things pass very quickly.

This incident is more like a storm of public opinion that prevails on the forum and makes people debate endlessly...

…

【December 17, 12:00 noon】

"Ding dong!"

[The break is over—Dear players, welcome back to World Game! 】

[The Seventh World: Feast at Sea. Global dungeon open/role-playing game. 】

[Participating players: 228079817 people! 】

[The Sea Feast will be copied into 22,808 identical copies, and each copy will be played by 10,000 players! 】

[Since the player enters the game for the seventh time and no longer learns the common language of communication, 10 points will be automatically deducted to learn the seventh world common language! 】

【——The world begins! 】

…

Su Mingan, who closed the World Forum in front of him, checked his equipment and props one last time.

During the system broadcast, he noticed the number of more than 22000 people.

…This is the smallest number of players since the start of World Games.

The sequelae that the Sixth World has brought to people are really too serious. People who are truly afraid of death would rather stay in their personal space.

Suitable people will always take risks, while unsuitable people are always good at escaping.

Su Mingan had already expected this number of results.

While he was thinking, the teleportation white light suddenly appeared.

The dazzling light caused him to close his eyes involuntarily. After feeling his consciousness gradually return, he opened his eyes.

Before the scene in front of me was clear in my eyes, the heat in the upper right corner soared in an instant, and the snowflake-like barrage had begun to tell the time on time.

【First! 】

【coming! 】

[Kick the front guy in the butt, I’m number one! 】

[Oh ho ho, I checked the forum. Su Ming'an is really awesome. The people who were saved by his followers were crying on the forum... Almost every post has to be a 10,000-word thank you post. 】

[Stop talking, Su Mingan is awesome! 】

[Su Mingan Niubi +1]

【? Am I the only one who suspects that he is putting on a show? Why can his followers attack other people uncontrollably? Will our survival be guaranteed in the future? 】

[Yes, you are the only one who doubts it. 】

【? Why are there still uneducated people with cerebral palsy spraying feces in this live broadcast room? Brother Meng, flush him out for me! 】

[Reported. 】

[Cerebral palsy, cerebral palsy soul, let alone your survival guarantee, can I stop you from surviving first? 】

[Laughing to death, hey, why are there still people coming to this live broadcast room to troll people? Why don’t we change places? It’s really a waste of life. 】

[By the way, when will the first player get a live broadcast room manager? I’ve been unhappy with the title of the live broadcast room “World Games, Online Vacation” for a long time...]

[Coming, coming, what do you say about this wave of world copies? 】

[I think this must be a book from the underworld, it must be a book from the underworld...]

[Yangjianben +1, can’t this have a happy ending? 】

【……】

The white light in front of my eyes gradually faded.

Su Mingan gradually saw clearly that it seemed to be a high-end restaurant in front of her.

There is a white dining table in front of you, with delicate flowers, clean cups and bowls, and white ivory chopsticks.

...and a woman sitting opposite him, crying with tears streaming down her face.

"Su Lin - let me tell you, I won't be stupid anymore, and I won't love you anymore!"

"There are many men who want to get close to me. You have gone too far in playing with fire. This relationship has been smashed by your own hands! - There will never be a woman in this world who will love you to the point of breaking his heart. !”

She yelled, picked up the leather bag next to her, turned around and left, leaving a long line of tears in the air.

"——Su Lin! You will never meet a woman as good as me in your life!"

"Just spend your whole life regretting it!"

…

Su Mingan:......

Su Mingan:?

Records for May 2022:

According to general reactions, starting from the Seventh World Sea Feast, the plot of the story has once again improved dramatically. After reading it, everyone said that their souls were deeply shocked and healed :)