First Player

Chapter 1 · "...remember me."

An army walked out of the corner of the ruins. The leader, a blond man, looked at Su Mingan: "Who is this person? Are you picking up this kind of 'trash' outside again? You always take in the weak. No wonder your Beacon Fire Shelter is about to die. .”

"He is not rubbish - he was a scholar from thirty years ago. He must be very powerful!" Qiu Li said loudly: "Quenir, this is the territory of Beacon Fire Sanctuary. How can you kill people by force?"

"Scholar." Kunir's voice was still cold; "He is indeed a precious person, but of what use is it? Can human wisdom still compete with gods?"

"What can he teach - how to make robots? How to make bionic people? Is the technology from thirty years ago comparable to the gifts of the gods these years? I'm laughing my ass off!!" Beside Kunil, there was a man wearing a bulletproof vest. The man laughed.

Qiu Li's cheeks turned red with anger.

Su Mingan was slightly speechless. When a person has reached a high enough level, any dirty talk will fall on deaf ears.

In the live broadcast room, the audience was laughing and laughing:

[Well, it can’t compare, it can’t compare. Su Mingan is only a thousand years ahead of you. 】

[I looked at the machines on the roadside. They are not as good as the City of Measurement. Su Mingan’s three major technologies beat them for several generations. 】

[There are so many people seeking death. This Caiusta is more interesting than the city of measurement. People are slapped in the face one after another. I love you. 】

[What is that Linguang? Although it's abnormal, I can still have white hair. 】

[I can’t, XP is free but medical. 】

[Qiu Li feels like Miss Lin Yin, the nanny from the previous team. The same boldness, the same love of laughter, just like a pistachio. 】

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Suddenly, white spots of light floated from the body of the young Liero on the ground and merged into the body of the grinning Kunil.

After a while, Kunil's momentum actually became stronger.

Looking at this scene, Su Mingan suddenly understood why humans were fighting so fiercely among themselves.

...By killing others, you can obtain the "source" of others.

This is simply locking everyone in a cage. In order to become stronger, people can actively listen to his whispers or kill anyone around them.

Quinnier and the others turned and left, not caring that they had shot a teenager.

Qiu Li squatted on the ground, stretched out his hand, and covered the boy's eyes.

After a while, the boy's eyelids closed, and he closed his eyes quietly. Except for the wound on his forehead, he looked like he was asleep.

"Life is so light. When a person dies, nothing is left..." Qiu Li stood there and observed a moment of silence: "Let's go."

On the ground, the boy's body had turned into scattered white light. After "Yuan" left the body, his whole body decomposed with the cold wind, leaving not even ashes.

Born in the cold wind, died in the long wind.

Looking at this scene, Qiu Li said blankly:

"Xiao Shuai."

"I don't want to die."

"Why do you say this suddenly?" Su Mingan was surprised.

"One day... I won't die like this. Silently and no one will remember." Qiu Li said, "I am just an ordinary member of Fenghuo. If one day I die..."

"I remember you." Su Mingan said.

Qiu Li's words were interrupted and she was stunned for a moment.

"Yes." She nodded: "Xiao Shuai, you will remember me..."

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"Ding dong!"

[NPC (Qiu Li) favorability: 80+10 (friendship line)]

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They walked in the direction of the shelter.

The sounds of hustle and bustle kept coming, including the honking of trucks and the buzzing of motorcycles, which made one’s eardrums bulge.

People seemed to have gathered. They were standing in the square outside, being lined up by the army.

"Bang!" There was a gunshot, and people let out low exclamations.

Blood stains penetrated the ground, and the smell of blood filled the air.

"——This is the price of disrespecting God and learning knowledge privately!!"

On the high platform, a dark gray-haired executioner shouted loudly. At his feet was a child covered in blood.

"This child pretended to be a believer and sneaked into the City of God to pry into the sealed knowledge! Today I am executing at the door of your shelter to warn you - don't pry into things that don't belong to you!!" The executioner sneered with blood.

The moment he saw the child, Qiu Li's eyes were splitting, and he wanted to pounce on him like crazy, but Su Mingan held him back.

"What are you doing?" Su Mingan asked.

"-That's my brother! My biological brother--they killed my relatives!!"

Qiu Li's voice was on the verge of breaking, and his eyes were red.

Su Mingan saw the look in her eyes - it was one of extreme despair.

Qiu Li was so angry that she didn't realize why Su Ming'an, who had no energy in her body, could restrain her.

"Didn't you say you can't disobey the gods? That's the order of the gods' agent. You can't rush forward." Su Mingan said calmly.

"——That's my brother!"

"Well, I know." Su Mingan said.

He knew she was angry, but now was not the time to take action.

The world is bad.

But the bad world must be changed by him.

Even if he could kill them all, it would only bring disaster. The current conditions are not enough for a full-scale war.

Hearing Su Ming'an's words, Qiu Li stopped in pain.

She breathed in and out, wanting to let out all her anger and sadness. After a while, she held on to the telephone pole and barely stood up straight.

Looking at Su Ming'an who looked calm, Qiu Li found that she didn't seem to see any mood swings in him from beginning to end.

"...Xiao Shuai, you are always so calm." Qiu Li said, "Are all people thirty years ago so calm?"

"I'm quite special." Su Mingan said.

Qiu Li blinked.

She looked away:

"I actually know that this day will come sooner or later."

"Brother...he has always liked those cutting-edge technologies, but the high-end technologies given by the gods are all controlled by the god's camp, and non-believers cannot access them. So, he pretended to be a believer and put himself at risk..."

"My younger brother knew he would die, but he would rather satisfy his desire for knowledge before he died."

"He studied with the intention of dying."

Finally, he fell on the execution platform.

If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening.

Qiu Li walked towards the blood-stained high platform.

The white light that the corpse turned into scattered in the air. She closed her eyes as if to embrace these light spots.

The white light dissipated and the high platform became silent.

"Xiao Shuai." She said softly: "One day..."

Su Mingan stepped onto the high platform.

Under the mixed sky of green and magenta, the black-haired girl stood in the swaying dusk. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she stood firm. Her slender figure stood in a pool of blood, as if she was declaring war on fate.

"Xiao Shuai, do you know why our shelter is called Fenghuo?" Qiu Li said: "Our leader, he will lead us...towards a 'new century' without gods."

"People are afraid of the dark night, because at night it will be very cold and people will freeze to death. Terrible beasts will become active, and many temporary gathering places like District 11 will be destroyed."

"But the leader, he is the eternal flame in our eyes. As long as we stay with him and follow him, we will always have a future."

Su Mingan listened to her voice.

From her hopeful words, a Fenghuo leader who is wise, wise, full of courage and decisiveness, and has great leadership charisma can be sketched.

Through the cold wind, he saw the lively scene in the Beacon Fire Shelter.

Motorcycles speeding by, large trucks carrying supplies, people wearing cotton-padded clothes, sentries stationed at checkpoints...

Qiu Li stood in the wind, her black hair rising in the wind, like ink on painting paper, exuding elegant and soft shades.

She did not forget that the blood she was treading on was her brother's blood.

"No matter whether higher civilizations have evil intentions or good intentions, this world doesn't need gods," she said.

The demon fox mask was pinned to the side of her face. On the back of the mask was a small blessing, "Sister must live safely".

"If we want to continue the fire of mankind, we cannot obey the higher civilization in the sky. One day... I will knock it off the altar and realize the world of our dreams."

At this point, she suddenly smiled.

That smile is more beautiful than all the flowers. This was Su Ming'an's most beautiful smile since he met her.

"From now on."

"…No one should be afraid of the coming night."

"This is our philosophy...and also my personal wish."

Her clear eyes reflected the magenta earth.

"Xiao Shuai. Are our ideas too far-fetched?"

"No." Su Mingan said, "Very good."

Qiu Li wiped away her tears.

"Xiao Shuai, I know you must be very powerful. What the shelter needs most is scholars like you."

"..."

"I haven't made many friends before." Qiu Li smiled: "But you have an approachable temperament. You... are the first friend I have made this year."

Su Mingan was helpless, and her charm was worth the trouble.

"I'll show you my studio when I get back." Qiu Li raised her chin, her eyes bright: "I like painting very much. Although everyone says it's useless, I just like it. I always like it. I feel that I am alive when I am holding the paintbrush. At other times, I am just acting to maintain body functions. If people only live to live, wouldn’t it be too boring? "

Su Mingan didn't expect that a girl he met casually would have such thoughts.

Qiu Li squeezed the mask in her hand. She turned around with a smile and faced him: "You probably don't like the name 'Xiao Shuai'. I won't call you that in the future. Do you want a last name? You I seem to have forgotten a lot of things, I can protect you from now on..."

"Well, I think..." Su Mingan said.

At this time, Qiu Li suddenly took a step forward.

"Huh?" Su Mingan looked at her suddenly approaching.

Her eyes became stunned, as if she had seen something incredible. In less than half a second, the look gradually turned into despair.

She seemed to want to turn around and run away, but in the end she stood where she was.

Su Mingan was about to turn around——

"boom!"

There was a gunshot.

Qiu Li's body fell in his direction.

She leaned on his shoulder, the wet touch brushing against his cheek.

That's blood.

The bright red blood that spurted from her forehead spread all over his face, and there was a burning pain.

"Xiao Shuai."

Her voice was almost breathy and inaudible.

"……remember me."

She couldn't say any more words.

The demon fox mask fell to the ground and broke in the middle. The bright red knots were scattered, like a dead scarlet butterfly.

Su Ming'an remained motionless and quietly maintained this posture until her body gradually turned into nothingness.

White light rose from her body and rushed behind him.

Qiu Li was shot to death.

——Su Mingan then noticed that the white light transformed by Qiu Li had a blood-red color.

He suddenly understood why Qiu Li always had hazy eyes and blurred memory.

…

[“The higher the degree of ‘assimilation’ with the gods, the easier it is for us to have confused thinking. This symptom is what we call deletion disease. It means losing oneself and becoming a completely different person from before. The person suffering from the disease must Be killed in time, otherwise it will infect others.】

[After they die, their bodies will be stained with blood-red light. 】

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[Xiao Shuai. 】

【I don’t want to die...】

…

She had known she would die.

And, just recently.

It just happened to be this day, when she had just made new friends, when she was just thinking about life.

There is no problem in shooting Qiu Li, it is "right". The missing person will infect others and must be eradicated in time. The person who fired the shot was not at fault.

She just...lived in a less than peaceful era.

Then... I got a bad illness.

Under the magenta dusk, the beige long hair of the shooter was shining with a red light, as if blending with the slowly setting sun in the sky.

Smoke floated from the muzzle of the gun, and the shooter took off his goggles, revealing a pair of blue eyes. That's a beautiful, dignified woman.

When she saw Su Ming'an, the woman smiled.

Suddenly, she threw off the heavy protective clothing on her body and rushed forward like embracing the sun - facing Su Ming'an.

Su Mingan stared at the other person's face blankly.

The shooter was——

The appearance of Theredia, the No. 2 woman in the meeting.

But in reality, it is impossible for them to meet.

"teacher!"

The woman with long beige hair threw herself in front of him and shouted this title.

Through the howling cold wind, Su Mingan suddenly realized.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered the history of the City of Measurement that he had learned in the temple.

…

[If the new era replaces the old era, bloodshed will inevitably break out. Historically, the rise of Asa Akto, the hero of Doomsday City, should not be smooth sailing. If Akto wants to change the past rule of man and completely hand over mankind to the Dawn System, he will definitely receive strong backlash from the original ruling class. 】

[That era, that time... it should have been a passionate era of revolutionaries living in blood and fire. 】

[Government by humans and rule by machines, the replacement of old and new eras, secret keepers and betrayers, city-state rule and outer city peeping, battles between armies and factions... During this period, there were countless victims and idealists, and heroes emerged in large numbers. 】

[He used discarded metal resources and smart technologies left over from the last century to arm the abandoned "lower people" and launched a counterattack. 】

[Asa Akto was victorious, he won the "War of the Dawn". 】

[This war for freedom lasted for forty years. 】

[——Starting from the 32nd year after the disaster and ending with the 72nd year after the disaster. 】

…

Su Mingan moved his eyes slightly——

He saw the banners fluttering on the ruins nearby, as red as blood.

The handwriting was twisted and crooked, as if stained with the blood of countless people, outlining the passionate blood and fire.

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[After the human catastrophe, the 32nd year]

[Humanity has lost 89% of its land]

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