First Player

Chapter 2·【I wrote down his story. 】

Su Mingan rested against the bed for a while, and the bloody sunset greeted his face.

"Click."

He heard a crisp sound outside the door and saw Feisi holding milk.

"Lord, are you awake?" Feisi's eyes lit up: "Drink some hot milk. At your age, drinking some milk will help you grow taller."

Su Mingan's current appearance is that he is at least twenty, but Feisi treats him like a child. She is like this to everyone, with a maternal love that is incompatible with her age.

"I don't drink milk." Su Ming'an was about to close the door, but Feisi quickly said, "Hey, lord, do you mind if I go in and say a few words?"

Su Mingan turned sideways and let her in.

"Lord, I can see that Tredia likes you." Feisi said this as soon as she entered the door.

"so?"

"In this era, according to the convention, partners should be matched according to the resource sharing of both parties. Only people with the same level of resources are suitable to raise the next generation together." Feisi said: "You are also considered a good match. Although Tredia Not as good as you, but it is also the pinnacle of power that has prevented human beings from fighting among themselves in the past thirty years. It also enjoys abundant resources. I think you can..."

"Okay, get out."

Su Mingan unceremoniously kicked out Feisi who came to hold the red thread. He suspected that Feisi was the matchmaker sent by Tredia.

However, Feisi kept knocking on the door: "Lord, I haven't finished speaking yet."

Su Mingan had a headache - according to the previous information, Akto would call this person "Mom". Feisi is obviously a lively twenty-five-year-old girl. How did she say "mom"?

He opens the door. Feisi handed him the milk: "Lord, at least drink some, everyone specially saved it for you."

"You can drink." Su Mingan refused.

"What? Are you afraid that people will poison you?" Yao Wen, a child with black hair, walked by unexpectedly.

"Yaowen, why are you talking!" Feisi scolded.

"Huh." Yaowen tilted his head: "He doesn't drink, mom, just drink the milk. If you send the milk back, everyone will have to push it around again."

Feisi glanced at Su Ming'an: "Then I'll drink. Lord, it's a pity that you don't drink. This is what everyone specially prepared for you..."

She raised her neck and drank the milk in one gulp.

Su Mingan leaned against the door and opened the panel, intending to see how the field was developing. But as soon as he opened the interface, he heard a "pop!" and the sound of a glass bottle breaking.

He turned his head, and Feisi's mouth was dripping with bright red blood, and she stared blankly at the glass.

Her legs and feet went weak, her body tilted, and she fell to the ground.

"Mother Feisi——!" Yaowen was frightened.

"Yes..." Feisi stretched her hand forward, and more blood accumulated at the corner of her mouth: "It's poisonous... someone wants to harm the lord..."

The light in her eyes disappeared little by little, and her whole body convulsed unnaturally.

Su Mingan picked up Feisi and rushed to the nearby medical room. He quickly rummaged through the cabinet to prepare the antidote, but heard Feisi's faint voice on the operating table.

"Lord...Lord..."

Su Mingan frowned slightly and took a look at Feisi's condition. The poison had already entered her heart. The person who poisoned him really wanted to kill him, but he accidentally made Feisi the scapegoat.

Feisi clasped his wrist, and blood continued to pour from her pale lips. Her eyes were fixed on him, her face filled with sadness.

In this world, death is too unexpected.

"Lord..."

"In the future, don't drink anything handed to you..."

"I, I love..."

She closed her eyes.

"Bang!" "Bang!" The door of the medical room was pushed open, and people stood at the door in shock, but they could only see the scene of white light swirling up.

The red-haired woman on the operating table, little by little, turned into a brilliant light and lifted into the sky. Even among the white light, there was still a faint trace of blood.

"Mom..." Yaowen screamed and fell to his knees.

Su Mingan did not move, he stared at the group of people coldly.

It can be seen from the blood that Feisi has a deficiency disease and her death is inevitable. Today's poisoning only brought forward her death date. She blocked the poison for him once.

——So, who poisoned the milk?

"Lord!" Xia Sheng and others arrived in time and were stunned when they saw this scene of white light and blood.

"Check. Who touched that bottle of milk." Su Mingan said.

It was now half past five in the evening, system time, and he didn't plan to continue sleeping. One hour was enough.

He originally thought that the loyalty of the people in District 11 had reached the standard, but he did not expect that there were still people who wanted to kill him. It seemed that the missionary work was imminent.

He went to the rooftop to adjust the live broadcast equipment.

He spent the next four hours live streaming to further his efforts to seize faith in the god. The camp of gods cannot stop the pervasive penetration of AI Xiko, and his voice can be heard from every electronic device.

As long as he is talking, the degree of bewitching of the missionary aura can be deepened, regardless of the content of the talk.

So, tired of talking about the truth, he started telling various stories - he had to maintain the public's interest and attention in the live broadcast and not make people bored.

He found that people seemed to be particularly interested in passionate adventure stories.

Therefore, he used himself as the protagonist to tell the story of the world game, planning to tell it in a serialized format from the end of the first world to the dome of the eighth world.

As night fell, he leaned back in his chair. The video equipment on the rooftop had begun to freeze. Today's live broadcast was over.

He looked at the camp's contribution: 12,209 points.

By telling stories live, he is robbing the gods of their faith and making people turn to him. This is more strategic than killing strange beasts, and his contribution value increases rapidly.

He bathed in the starlight and walked downstairs.

A white cloth was hung on the nearby eaves. Since Feisi left no body, a tomb could only be built. She died almost quietly, and no one would remember her name if she hadn't been involved in the poisoning.

Su Mingan walked into the building where Xia Sheng and others were staying. As soon as he opened the door, he felt an extremely depressing atmosphere.

"Lord, we found out that this person poisoned you. His name is Huite, an ordinary member of the Beacon Fire. He usually doesn't do anything strange. No one expected that he would poison you." , forcing the young man to kowtow forward.

"Why did you poison me?" Su Mingan asked calmly.

"I just want to live!" Huite gritted his teeth: "Only if you die can we return to the camp of gods - if this continues, we will all be led to death by you!"

"Yes." Su Mingan responded: "There is no need for traitors in District 11. Xia Sheng, execute him."

Huite was stunned. He never expected that the lord would kill him directly without even asking him "Why do you think so?"

He has been waiting here for four hours, specifically waiting to answer the lord's question and tell him one, two or three reasons why "humanity must lose", but the lord wants to kill him as soon as he comes?

With a "bang" sound, Xia Sheng's gun spit out flames, and the bullet pierced Huite's forehead.

Huite fell to the ground and his body was quickly pulled away.

Su Mingan's eyes were cold.

He was tired of arguing with betrayers and just killed those he didn't need.

"If we are going to fight against the gods, it is indeed normal for most people to become traitors." Stacy next to her said: "The scale of our gathering place is too small, and people don't trust us..."

"Just having a gathering place called District 11 is not enough." Su Mingan raised his eyes: "Sen, what was this area called before? Let's build a city."

He had seen large abandoned factories and amusement parks here before. District 11 should have been a city before, but it was only reduced to a chaotic gathering place after the disaster.

"This city used to be called..." Sen paused for a moment: "Doomsday City."

At this moment, Su Mingan felt some kind of coincidence called "history".

"Okay." Su Mingan said: "Resist the Ten Cities and fight for freedom and liberation of the Doomsday City - we build the city and call it Doomsday City."

"Ding dong!"

At the top of the domain panel, the original "Domain Name: Beacon Fire/District 11" was automatically changed to "Doomsday City".

Thought flashed in his eyes.

Caiusta...what exactly is it? Is it really just to let him experience the history that has already happened?

That dream just now...