First Player

Chapter 321 Chapter 319·"I should let him finish drinking before leaving"

Through the induction of actions and words, and all-round environmental shaping, new concepts will be easily internalized into the hearts of the group.

Even if it doesn’t look natural in reality.

When people are exposed to this game of absolute strength and weakness and have a clear spotlight, the person in the spotlight will make their scattered hearts begin to connect.

On the one hand, they insist on maintaining the concept of "self", claiming that this is a personal love that radiates from the heart; on the other hand, they have been uncontrollably driven by such a world and unconsciously integrated into it.

Su Mingan, under the spotlight, saw such a scene.

The people who "love the first player" are opposed to the people who "your love is too pathological".

Various opinions converge.

[Great God of Lighthouses, I believe in you! I will follow you all my life from now on and become your most loyal light chaser...]

[Ming'an... I want to be Ming'an's dog, that is...]

[Some people don’t want to do anything all day long and just want to stay in the live broadcast room. 】

【? ? ? Is this live broadcast room starting to get sick? 】

[Hey, can you go to Super Talk to show off your presence? That’s a gathering place for sick believers. Don’t come here, you disgusting people. I’m here to learn gaming skills. 】

[Isn’t the live broadcast room dependent on people? This is the live broadcast room of "Su Ming'an", and Ta Ma is not a game technology live broadcast room. You have to go to the forum to learn. 】

[Hey, Ming'an...my Ming'an...]

[Damn it, if this continues, Su Ming'an will really rule the world...both in terms of strength and thought. I don’t know how many people regard him as a spiritual mentor, and how many people have changed themselves because of his words and deeds. Every day, he is like a group of guys who have lost their minds. 】

…

Su Mingan saw such remarks.

He had also heard what Lu Shu said to him:

"Su Mingan, you are a good person."

"You can lead the vast majority of people and make them rely on you, believe in you, and believe that you will never fail - this will definitely help you to pass the level perfectly. You don't need to care about what other people think."

"Because you are the absolute future."

Under the spotlight, no matter what kind of person he is, just because of the overwhelming and dominant strength gap, people will involuntarily focus on him first.

There may be malicious intent in these sights, but most of them are kind.

Because he is the person on the front line, the "number one player" who has been clearly marked, and the candidate who has been clearly promoted by the "Hero Plan" of an organization like the United Regiment.

But if goodwill condenses too much, experiences the fanaticism of the group, and has overwhelming advantages, it will converge into this situation.

He has achieved what he set out to do - to make people believe that they will not fail and that their world still has a future.

Let people know that there will be a "lighthouse"-like existence that will always stand on this dark road.

And along with it - fixed ideas, fanatical groups, people arguing with each other, this is bound to be inevitable.

In the short term, this helps a lot.

In the long term, this is not good for the future.

Out of the game, a stable, real world does not need a dictator.

After leaving the game, the world does not need many people with abilities who ignore the law and rule the world with one hand.

The division of strength will lead to the weak and the strong, and Zhai Xing will naturally evolve into a world like Minghui.

Su Ming'an didn't know what the future would be like, and he had no intention of worrying about the future of human beings in addition to completing the level perfectly.

But he knew that the current fanatical scene, although crazy, was not a bad thing.

…He gave people “hope.”

Even if this "hope" is morbid.

Because this game-like world,

It is pathological in itself.

Su Mingan put down his quill.

Having finished copying the ghost talismans, he looked at the stone tablet covered with bloody characters.

The system prompt sounds:

[Complete the first level mission and obtain

[I have completed the level task and cleared the first level. Do I need to exit the instance? If you choose not to exit, you will automatically exit the instance after two hours and thirty-four minutes (8:00 a.m. Praia time). 】

Six hundred resource points seemed not enough at all.

Su Mingan remembered that one of the ways to earn resource points was to fulfill the wishes of his subordinates.

Turning to look at Jin Qiangwei: "What is your wish?"

The moment he asked, an interface popped up in front of Jin Qiangwei.

[Great Demon King, I traveled around the world and met a steadfast and brave human soldier. Now his life is in danger. I hope to save his life. I wonder if you can agree? 】

【whether. 】

[If you choose "Yes", you need to spend 100 resource points to treat human soldiers, which may trigger special rewards. 】

…

Su Mingan chose "Yes".

The next moment, a white light flashed, and a black puppet appeared next to Jin Qiangwei. On its head were the four characters "Black Lover", which represented its name.

[You choose to treat human soldiers, and 100 resource points will be deducted. 】

[Golden Rose's wish is fulfilled, and your resource points increase by 100 points. 】

[The "Black Lovers" are grateful for your helping hand and voluntarily join the Demon King's camp and become your soldiers. 】

…

Su Mingan followed the same example and asked the black lover if he had any wishes, but got an answer that was not available yet.

He walked around this shabby Demon King's City again, and after finding that no new tasks were triggered, he chose to exit the dungeon.

In the blink of an eye, he had returned to his original bungalow.

I looked at the time, it was now 5:50 in the morning.

The system prompts:

[Complete the first level of "The Demon King and the Brave" and obtain Su Lin's special ability "Confusion". 】

[Confusion: You can use this skill on any NPC in Praia to make him listen to your words. Resource points will be deducted for each use, and the number of resource points used is directly related to the strength of the deluded object. 】

[Current resource points: 600 points]

…

Resource points can still be used in reality?

He closed the interface, slept for two hours, and left the room at eight o'clock in the morning.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the channel chat in the lower left corner had already started to get lively. Players began to complain about the underworld at night, and some people had already noticed him, the new S-class soul hunter.

[Blanche (Ox Star): Did anyone participate in the "blockade" operation on Flower Street last night? I am a member of Team 8. 】

[Bill (Weiya Back Garden): Team 12 is looking for investigation teammates who can understand human speech. Don’t be a bastard. We’ll spend the night with you. Anyone who meets the requirements will come! 】

[Mo Qing (Jianmen): Yes. I'm from team seven. 】

[Nishizawa (World Tree Guild): What about S-class soul hunting? I saw it too, the one coming down from the red building, right? 】

[Colel (unaffiliated): Everyone remember to stay away from that S-class soul hunter! He is a member of the original Yate who was abandoned by the lifeboat. He is definitely not a serious soul hunter. If you encounter him, please stay away as soon as possible. 】

[He Jiaming (Yellow River System): If it is S level, it should be an NPC. NPCs are different from players. Under normal circumstances, they will not attack us casually, as long as we don't provoke them...]

This group of players chatted back and forth, all saying "Don't approach him."

He was not worried about the people on the Ater originally recognizing him. The test stone was of no use to him. As long as he was confirmed as a "human", he was already invincible.

He walked to the door of the room and smelled a faint smell of blood.

This is daily life in Praia. Whenever the morning light comes and the night fades, there will always be a faint scent of blood beside the river.

The morning light shone on his face. He squinted his eyes and saw soul hunters passing through the street with wounds all over their bodies, welcoming the flowers sent by the residents.

The residents admired the heroes who protected them in this way. He even saw an enthusiastic aunt pulling Soul Hunter to introduce her daughter.

He was standing here, and there was a voice next to him.

"Good morning, young man."

He turned around and saw the neighbor's gray-haired grandmother drying salted fish.

There was a thin layer of skin on the back of her hands, and there was black mud between the nails. She looked like a person who was used to working hard.

Her face was weathered, and her thin skin was covered with fine chapped wrinkles. Her pair of somewhat cloudy eyes were looking at him with a kind smile.

"Hello, grandma." Su Mingan said.

"Hey." The old lady responded, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes became more dense as she smiled.

She spread out the somewhat blackened cloth in her hand, letting the sunlight shine down smoothly, arching her somewhat rickety back, picking out the fish in her hand.

"Looking at you, you didn't sleep well yesterday," the old lady said.

"Is it obvious?"

"It's extremely dark under my eyes, and my complexion is not good." The old lady raised her face with her finger: "You have to pay attention to your sleep, young man. Although foreigners will be too scared to sleep on their first day in Praia, but The soul hunting adults are here, don’t worry.”

Su Mingan glanced at the system mirror and didn't look good.

He was indeed awake during the branch dungeon at night, and two hours of sleep was not enough to sustain the energy he consumed throughout the day.

He looked at the soul hunters returning in the river and street. Their expressions were similar to his.

…After all, they are all people who haven’t slept all night.

"You soul hunters are very handsome." The old lady smiled and said, "If you become a soul hunter, you will have a bright future. Your family conditions... and the people you can match up with... will be much better."

Since Su Mingan didn't go out in the middle of the night, the old lady regarded him as a simple traveler.

"Yeah." Su Mingan nodded.

The old lady was very talkative. When she mentioned soul hunting, she chatted with him for a long time, talking about the wonderful experience of soul hunting in Praia.

The round-up of hundreds of people in the West District, the defense of the royal city in the North District, the handsome soul hunter leader in the Central City, the child of a certain family who became a soul hunter, Guangzong Yaozu... all the history of Praia, big and small, were all told by her with one mouth.

According to the old lady, becoming a soul hunter, especially a front-line soul hunter who fights on the front line at night, is a matter equivalent to smoking smoke from our ancestors.

Even if they are easily sacrificed and die, they will bring a small amount of wealth to the originally not wealthy family, and this family will be cared for and respected by the people around them in the future.

After talking a lot about the honor of soul hunting, the old lady took a breath and shook her hands.

"Young man, I have said so much." She wiped her hands on her apron and looked at him: "You are a descendant of Lord Su Lin. Do you want to become a soul hunter?"

"I think." Su Mingan said.

...after all he has become.

After hearing his answer, the old lady sighed.

"...I told you so much just now. It's true that old people talk a lot, and they can't hold it back when they meet young people from outside."

"But the old lady has seen this over the years, and she really doesn't want any child to become this soul hunter again...even if this is something worthy of joy."

"What's wrong?" Su Ming'an looked at her and saw her somewhat sad expression.

"The mortality rate of soul hunting..." she said, "is as high as 70%... 70%."

"Seventy percent?" Su Mingan was really shocked.

He had thought that soul hunting was dangerous, but he didn't expect that the death rate would be so high.

If the death rate is really so high, shouldn't Praia's soul hunter have disappeared long ago? Where can one still maintain the number of more than one hundred local soul hunters...

Thinking of this, he suddenly understood.

...because of the replacement.

Generation after generation.

When the old dies, the new will take its place. When the predecessor's soul hunter dies, a second-tier person will take their place.

Soul Hunters are indeed dying all the time.

But there are always people who become soul hunters all the time.

"I know my thoughts are a bit selfish. After all, without these heroes, we people will be gone." The old lady said softly: "But young man - you are Master Su Lin's child. You have been wandering outside for so long. , finally found a home, old lady, I really don’t want you to die on this land so quickly like other children. People will miss their hometown. Mr. Su Lin has done so much for Praia, and you should also be there. How about living a good life on this protected land?"

"..."

"As you can see, I have a granddaughter." The old lady turned around and began to arrange the kelp in the bucket again.

Her movements were a bit slow and her placement was difficult.

Su Mingan stepped forward and helped her place the kelp. After all, he was also asking for information.

"Thank you, young man." The old lady smiled at him:

"Actually, before this... I also had a son as old as you."

She said, seemingly lost in memories.

Through Su Mingan who was helping her, she seemed to see another child.

"Little Hull... traveled with the merchant ship and became a soul hunter when he came back. After a period of internship, he was assigned to the most dangerous mission team to carry out a big mission."

"I still remember the way he looked when he left."

"A beautiful black uniform, a pretty little pistol, and a shining star."

"That's when I suddenly realized that little Hull had become an adult."

"I remember, on the day before he left, he said he had always wanted to drink the old rice wine I brewed."

"I said, 'Let's wait until you come back. You are going to the battlefield and you are still drinking. Remember to bring a beautiful girl with you when you come back, so as not to embarrass our family.'"

"I remember his answer."

"He asked me to clean up the house quickly and wait for him to bring someone back. He seemed to be getting along well with a girl from another street."

"He also said that I must serve the wine well. When he comes back in a few days, he will drink eight large bowls."

"Now that I think about it..."

Her voice was very slow and her tone was very flat, like an old man telling an ordinary story.

The old sadness has gradually settled over time, and when she mentioned it again, her emotions were no longer as broken as before.

Time is a good medicine for people's emotions.

The shriveled kelp was twisted on her hand, and the thin skin on the back of her hand showed some bruises from the blood vessels.

She lowered her head, and the morning sun left thin marks on her old cheeks.

"I was so stupid back then."

"...I should have let him finish his drink before leaving."