First Player

Chapter 744 Chapter 742·"Promoted to the fifth level."

[9:20 pm, border town. 】

"One cold winter night, a young man wanted to ask the girl he had a crush on to dance. He needed a red rose, but after searching for a long time, he could only find white roses."

"The nightingale on the branch was moved by his affection. It pierced the rose's thorns with its breast. The white rose turned bright red with blood."

"The nightingale dies with the hope of love, but the young man is rejected by the girl because he is poor, and he angrily throws the red rose into the gutter."

"...That's the end of the story."

There was a microphone and radio in front of her, and Xiaomei read out the fairy tales she had heard from the players in an emotional voice. A large group of children gathered around her and listened to her story.

This is a border town - because Doomsday City is not safe, many children have been sent out of Doomsday City.

Xiaomei has been staying in the border town. She doesn't want to cause trouble to Su Ming'an, so she doesn't dare to run around.

After discovering that there was a signal tower here, her longing was activated-she had always wanted to be a radio host during the time she listened to the radio in the Measurement City.

So, during this time, she has been sitting in the signal tower, telling stories to the children through the sound transmission equipment.

"Well, sister Xiaomei, if you were a nightingale, would you choose to get acquainted with that young man?" the girl said.

"I..." The little girl thought for a moment, then faced the expectant eyes of the children: "I probably wouldn't do that... I'm a very timid person, I'm afraid of pain, and I'm afraid of death. I can't do anything. It’s too painful to dye roses red with your heart’s blood and sing praises of love at the same time…”

"The nightingale is so stupid. Why would it die for the love of others?" said a boy.

"Isn't there a sentence in the article. 'However, love is better than life, and how can a bird's heart be better than a human heart?'" The girl said: "But I'm very strange... Sister Xiaomei, I often hear people Talk about love, what is love?"

what is love?

Xiaomei subconsciously clenched the pages in her hand. This problem is so complicated that for thousands of years, poets and philosophers have exhausted their gorgeous rhetoric and lengthy paragraphs to describe it, but no one can accurately say what it means.

But when she heard the question, she only thought of one person.

In the early morning, he passed her by in a wheelchair.

That day in the heavy rain, in a pool of blood, he reached out to her.

On a sunny afternoon, in the bustling city, he walked into the cinema with her.

His eyes were always full of tolerance and respect, and even in the coldest rainstorm, her eyes were still filled with sunshine.

People say that the first person that comes to mind when they hear the word "love" is the person that "love" represents.

Therefore, the "love" in her eyes is...

"Meow~" The white cat with a heavy shoulder purred, its big fluffy tail brushing her cheek. Xiaomei seemed to be suddenly awakened, her fingers trembled, and she did not answer the question.

If the "young man" in the fairy tale was him and the "nightingale" was her, would she dye the roses red for him?

can you?

She seems...still afraid.

"Today's story is over, you go back to sleep." Xiaomei stood up immediately and packed away the scripts on the table.

It was getting late, and the children yawned and left the signal tower. Xiao Mei was left staring blankly at the reflective glass in front of her, while the microphones around her flashed with rustling noise.

At this time, a burst of footsteps came.

"Xiao Mei - I heard that you know Su Ming'an very well. I want to give him a New Year's gift. Can you help me with it?"

The speaker is a female gamer. She has brown-blonde hair and looks very mature.

Players' actions are full of purpose, and this female player is no exception. She knew that Xiaomei was Su Mingan's task target, and she wanted to help Su Mingan, so she would protect Xiaomei.

Xiaomei subconsciously said: "Why do you want to give him a gift? Do you like him?"

The female player was stunned for a moment, then quickly smiled and said: "No, I just want to give him a gift. Caiusta is about to end, and he should rest for a few hours. I can give him the gift while he is resting." Give it to him."

Xiaomei asked doubtfully: "You don't like him, but you want to give him a gift? He doesn't even know you."

"Does it matter?"

With Xiaomei's puzzled look on her face, the female player sat on the chair next to her. The signal tower's screen data flashed, illuminating the side of her face with a bright white cold light.

"It is true that many people like him, but it is too sad to like him without an ending." said the female player.

"Then why did you..." Xiaomei said.

"You want to hear it? Not a funny story."

"I want to hear it." Xiaomei said.

The female player smiled, lowered her head and said:

"Three months ago, I had been depressed. I could only cry all day and night. I was afraid of zombies, skeletons, and all monsters in the dungeon.

As I was sitting in the park crying, a small missionary group passed by me and they gave me a copy of "Lighthouse Notes" and said that everyone can shine in their own light. "

The female player said this and smiled:

"I didn't take it seriously at the time. I just went to search for Su Ming'an's live broadcast. As a result, the more I watched, the more addicted I became. I thought he could be so good for someone of his age, why can't I?"

"The day he taught in Constantine, my mother had already suffered from mental illness, and I had been in despair for half a month. But his music woke me up... At that time, I was thinking that he could bear such a heavy burden. With such beautiful music, why can’t I bloom flowers?”

The female player raised her head and looked at the white light on the ceiling. Warm mist lingered on the tip of her nose:

"He is not helping me for a moment, but he is always helping me invisibly and encouraging me to go on. No matter where he is - as long as I look up, I can see him.

I guess this is the lighthouse.

At least, I was illuminated. "

When she was telling this long narrative, her little eyebrows seemed to see a flower blooming.

"You seem...to know him very well." Xiaomei said.

The female player smiled sheepishly.

"He was a very attractive person to me."

She clasped her fingers, as if she was missing, but also as if she was condemning:

"He is a person who often doesn't mean what he says. Sometimes it hurts, but he always manages it without saying a word.

Although he is very tired, he always likes to push himself to the limit and not sleep for several days in a row.

He is obviously afraid of losing his companions, but he always deliberately shows a cold look to prevent others from taking control of him.

My favorite thing to say is 'It doesn't matter. Not tired. Do as I say'... But I wish he could say a few more words, 'I'm so tired, please help me, please help me'. But he never said it. "

When the female player said this, her eyebrows flew up:

“But a lot of people like him because of who he is.

I think, if I can see him, I must say these words to him, I must give him gifts, and I want him to know that someone actually loves him. "

Hearing these words, he lowered his eyebrows and spoke in a very low tone, as if tearing through the thick air:

"……like."

She looked at the energetic female player and tightened her grip on the notebook in her hand. Her chest felt tight, as if there was something blocked.

Suddenly she didn't want to wait any longer.

Even though it was out of reach, even though it was just her humble yearning...she wanted to tell him everything in her heart.

Tell him to get more rest.

Tell him that she is willing to face everything with him.

Tell him that there are actually people who love him very much, many, many people, including her.

There were countless words mixed in her throat, as if the fog in front of her eyes was suddenly lifted——

——She must tell him.

Since she is the so-called "key person in customs clearance", she will no longer worry about her specialness. She wants to take advantage of his attention, go to him in person, and tell him personally——

In her eyes,

He is the most perfect, colorful dream.

She liked him very much.

…

"Uh-huh!"

The vibrations spread out and the entire building shook violently.

"Qiang——!"

Arman's sword shines with a dazzling golden light, and the sword's blade is sonorous, as if it is resonating with the user.

This gold-level weapon finally exerted its full strength. The 200 to 500 points of real damage attached to each sword made the defensive shield of the mechanical army seem like nothing. With one sword strike, it was like boiling magma cutting into icy water.

…

[Absolute Suppression: Your attack has an "absolute first strike" effect on any entity with a combat power of less than 5,000, reducing the control and damage of all opponents' subsequent attacks. 】

…

Under the bug-level passive of "Absolute Suppression", every sword struck by Su Mingan has the highest priority. As long as the opponent's combat power does not exceed 5,000 points, his blade will reduce all the opponent's attacks - including bullets, explosions, cold weapons, and even wind, waves and fire.

It is now 9:22 pm, and the control of the Dawn system has advanced to 85%.

"boom--!"

The corridor in front of him already showed a sunken cavity, filled with metal fragments and blue blood. The remains of most of the mechanical army fell apart and poured down from the glass on both sides. If you look at it from a distance, large pieces of the mechanical army's remains will fall down on this floor every second, like a heavy rain of metal.

After throwing the last space vibration, Su Mingan had 47 hits.

He has lost count of how many mechanical armies he has slaughtered. They are like a steady stream of locusts, harvesting one handful after another.

"Ding dong!"

A pleasant system prompt sounded:

…

[You are about to be promoted to a (Level 5-1) player! Please complete the advanced tasks before you can advance. 】

[Fifth level advanced mission:

1. The personal alliance resident construction level reaches 2000 points (to be completed)

2. Combat power reaches 3000 points (completed)

3. Post a post on the World Forum and gain (100 million/player’s personal world ranking) popularity (to be completed)]

…

With a prompt, Su Ming'an's level was forced to stop at level five, but the experience gained would not be stuck and would be replenished all at once after he upgraded.

"Personal Alliance Residency" is a section he has never heard of. It should be opened after he returns to the main god world. The world game will be updated every once in a while. Maybe... the world game version 0.03 is about to be launched.

“Buzz, buzz, buzz—”

He looked directly at the mechanical army in front of him. He was close to his limit - his mana was on the verge of being exhausted, the wheelchair barrier had disappeared, and his whole body was sore and numb. The gods' calculations for him were very precise, and it was indeed difficult for him to survive until the end.

but--

Suddenly he heard the flapping of bird feathers.

"Shua la la——"

——Why is there the sound of bird feathers here?

It seemed like a vast expanse of light was shining in the bright red warning lights, and the sound of breaking glass was heard.

He turned his head, and there were hundreds of white birds gathered in the corridor, with wings as pure as lilies. They broke through the windows and rushed into the corridor full of scarlet warning lights, like the red water flowing in the river. White and white roses.

Countless birds rushed into the room, screaming and neighing, their feathers as sharp as blades, like a sharp blade storm. They desperately attacked the mechanical armies to share the pressure for Su Mingan.

"Squeaky-"

"Crash-"

The sound of flapping wings, the sound of flying feathers, the sound of hitting the glass... Some of them passed by Su Mingan and crashed into the room where Noah was. They used their sharp beaks and claws to help Noah block it. Those attacks from the shadows.