First Player Chapter 1029

“Your smile... somewhat surprises me.” The spirit said.

In his nine weeks of memory, he had never seen Su Ming'an smile like this, and his smile was a little irritating.

Su Mingan's smile did not change: “I just didn't expect you to be so powerful.”

His words were sarcastic, and the gods heard it, but didn't care.

“Don't worry, next time, I will use a gentler way to say [I like you very much.] to you.” The god's finger rested on Su Ming'an's forehead.

Last time, Su Mingan activated the bomb in his body at this moment, causing the explosion to go back to four in the afternoon, and then triggering his own death to go back to three in the afternoon, covering the memory of the gods, and reaching the present.

But this time, there was no need for him to detonate the bomb, because his eyes were already on the future.

“Give me five minutes before resetting. Take a rest.” Su Mingan said.

The gods were silent for a moment.

Su Mingan just said casually that the impression God gave him has always been cold and formal, like a machine. But the **** actually agreed to his request.

"Then take a rest for five minutes. You are indeed very tired." The **** took a step back.

Su Mingan looked sideways and saw a girl standing in the fire.

“...Chao Yan.” Su Mingan said.

—In Chao Yan's eyes, this was the first time they were so close. She thought he didn't know anything, but he already knew that she was the other protagonist of the story.

Their statuses always rotate and rotate, and the identities of "player" and "NPC" always seem to overlap in the backstage, until the other side of the long river of time - the girl is waiting there.

Her smile bloomed, like a flower about to wither.

—Su Mingan didn't understand why she had such an expression.

—But now Su Mingan completely understands.

"Why...you look like you're about to cry?" But in order not to cause a butterfly effect, Su Mingan still repeated the same words.

“Because…because…I…” She shook her head and just smiled again.

—I have told you countless times and you will forget it, so there is no need to say it again.

Su Mingan looked back at her.

—But I have completely remembered it. So, you really don't have to say it.

Their eyes met in the fire, and no one knew that Su Mingan had already paid the price of turning back thirteen times in order to get here.

Five minutes passed quickly in the blazing fire, and Su Ming'an just sat quietly, seemingly doing nothing.

Until the **** reaches out his hand, everything around him begins to move backwards, like a stirring whirlpool—

The young man's smile was so shallow that it was difficult to detect.

The eleventh week of the world.

Real time: March 15, 2024.

Copy date: February 3, 827.

There is a scent of mahogany in my nose, and there is the sound of iron chains jingling in my ears.

“…Have you done enough bleeding?” came a gentle voice.

The moment Su Mingan opened his eyes, he felt unprecedentedly tired all over his body. It seemed that his body was very weak. In the tenth world, is he... the beginning of **** where he is imprisoned?

“Not yet.” came another voice.

“Don't kill His Highness,” said the gentle voice.

Su Mingan didn't pay much attention to what they were saying. He only felt a splitting headache and his senses felt like they were soaked in water.

-what happened?

He had obviously rested for a long time before the start of the tenth world, but his spirit suddenly became so exhausted... It was as if he had died many times recently... and he should have died very frequently, otherwise he would not be so tired, making him feel like I have just experienced the thirty-third return of the Ninth World.

what happened?

He instantly realized something was wrong. He...had not died recently.

He couldn't help but look to the upper right corner, and saw that the barrage in the live broadcast room was very lively.

【coming! 】

【Looks like a great new world. 】

【Xian Xia! Ancient! OMG! 】

【Is there a legendary immortal? If there was such a thing as a secret realm or a fairy island...]

【Hey, prince, hey, ancient times, hey, long hair, good, good, good. 】

Su Ming'an stared at the barrage [Hey, Prince, Hey, Ancient Times]. Although he didn't know the reason, he vaguely sensed that there should be a very funny principle behind this barrage, so that he wanted to laugh inexplicably.

"Your Highness...Your Highness?" came the voice.

Su Mingan blinked.

Jamel Xiao leaned forward slightly, his eyes focused: “Did you see anything 'abnormal' again?”

“…” Su Mingan said nothing.

At this moment—

He suddenly heard an auditory hallucination.

This auditory hallucination was very vague at first, and then became louder and louder, as if someone was shouting in his ear -

【￥! Su Mingan*@! 】

【*@%You want#;@ to kill everyone...You have to *self...@】

Over and over again, the auditory hallucinations became louder and louder.

Strange auditory hallucinations, a feeling of deathly exhaustion, and Jamel Xiao's face that looks exactly like his own—

Su Mingan's temples were beating faintly, and he covered his head with his left hand.

Chao Yan remembered that in the sixth week, Su Mingan recited important information hundreds of times before being reset. Fortunately, this is not in vain. In the seventh week, these auditory hallucinations took effect. Su Mingan recalled some vague memories and stayed away from the gods. 】

【*! You want @% to kill—@*]

“Kill…” Su Mingan whispered.

—What if you die over and over again, and each time you die, you crazily carry the same concept silently?

—What if you die multiple times before resetting, leaving yourself in an extremely exhausted mental state at the start?

Su Mingan has known for a long time that reversal is an extremely powerful authority. It can erase everything and start it all over again.

But the only thing that cannot be erased is one thing—

Mental state.

No matter how many times you go back, your mental state will only get worse and worse.

—Rewinding does not reset the mental state. This fundamentally led to Su Ming'an's misfortune, making him extremely painful every time he used the reverse gear.

However, the opposite occurs—when the backlash becomes the authority of the gods. His mental state became the only thing he couldn't change. In the long river of time, He can reverse everything, but the only thing He cannot reverse is Su Ming'an's mental state.

So, the mental state is also what Su Mingan can think of—the only thing that can be left behind. This seems to be his disadvantage, but it happens to be his advantage.

In the previous nine weeks, he had only walked to the prophecy stone wall in a conscious state four times. They are the first week, the second week, the fourth week, and the sixth week. His mental state was very good the first two times, but in the fourth week his progress was too fast, and he didn't even have time to become an enemy of the gods and plant a bomb for himself. In the sixth week, Chaoyan never approached him, causing him to have no idea that the predicted stone wall was in danger.

In the third week, he was controlled by the gods on the fifth day. In the fifth week, Mu Chaoyan died early and was burned at the stake by the people. In the seventh week, he and Chaoyan kept running away, and finally he was in pain in her arms and passed out. In the eighth episode, he jumped off the building on the second day. He has been sleeping in the ninth week.

—These are all the information in Chaoyan's memory.

So, in his previous experience, as long as he walked to the prophecy stone wall, he would never have the chance to turn back.

But this time is different. He was not only officially an enemy of the gods, but also saw the [Itisnottrue.] left by Noel, which led him to plant a bomb for himself and successfully retreated in front of the prophecy stone wall.

　　—Only then do you have the opportunity to trigger your own death retracement. - Only then did he have the opportunity to die many times quickly and reduce his mental state to the lowest level.

In the midst of countless reversing rivers, he could only hold tightly to his mental state and suddenly realized that many, many things had happened.

The red candle gradually took on a fiery color, like a rose burning in flames. The reflection swayed on Su Ming'an's face, and his pupils were dyed with a honey-like flickering color.

“The sky is dry and things are dry—be careful of the candles—” the watchman's voice sounded, and Su Mingan raised his head.

The moonlight outside the window was particularly bright, and a butterfly or paper kite flew past the window. A girl stood on the eaves in the distance, with her back to the moonlight, and happened to cast a distant glance at Su Ming'an.

The distance was too far, and Su Mingan couldn't see her expression clearly.

She seemed to be...laughing.

Laughing as if crying.

who is she?

He seemed to vaguely remember... today is not the first day of the tenth world... He had...

Su Mingan's pupils trembled violently. He seemed... seemed to have remembered...

—Don't forget.

—Please don't forget it again.

　　 Yan…

-my name.

Life after life…

-my voice.

Eternal life and eternity…

—My appearance.

White…flowers…

—My expression.

And the smile that makes you cry...

　　—My gaze.

When you look at me, your eyes are sad...

-my hobby.

Your…lemon candy…

　　—My sorrow.

The vast starry sky you showed me...

　　—My words.

You said... the stars are the eyes of an old friend.

-my memory.

Ten...weeks...

　　—My…struggle.

Did you all come here like this?

—Don't forget it again.

Please.

“…” Su Mingan grasped the window sill.

He felt the warmth in the house turn into a cold body feeling, and his senses seemed to be awakened by illusory tears - at the transition between the beginning and the end.

Together - flock to him.

“What are you looking at?” Jamel Xiao asked in a low voice. He leaned forward, his pipe almost touching Su Mingan's cheek.

　　【Can you... call my... name? 】

His hand stretched out slightly, as if he wanted to grab something.

His mental state had deteriorated to the extreme. Everything in front of him felt like it was covered in sticky honey, and even the high-pitched voice of the night watchman was blurred.

It was like an electric current passed through his heart, piercing the dryness in his heart.

At this moment—

He suddenly remembered...a lot—

“Your Highness…Your Highness…?” Xiao Jingsan waved his hand.

Su Mingan closed his eyes and pretended to be confused for a moment.

As long as you can realize that "this is not the first time", many things will come to you in an instant. Just like the feeling of enlightenment he felt when he stood in front of the prophetic stone wall. All he was missing was just a fuse.

As if he was playing a game that he had already cleared, Su Mingan looked at Xiao Jingsan indifferently, thinking of his plan to break the game:

It is known that there are three kinds of rollbacks, each with its own priority.

1. The great reversal of the world spans a long time, and only the gods and Chaoyan remember it.

2. Xiao Su's return span is short, and Shen Shen, Xiao Jingsan, Su Wensheng, Su Ming'an and others all remember it.

3. Su Mingan's return spans a short period of time, and only he remembers it.

From this perspective, Su Mingan's return level is the highest. It's a pity that the great retracement of the gods has the effect of blocking the memory.

This results in that once the big retracement is opened, no matter how many small retracements Su Mingan uses, he will not remember that there was a big retracement. Unless - at the beginning of the big retracement, he starts his own small retracement and goes back to before the big retracement starts.

—That is to say, when the gods initiate the Great Return, the world returns from the eighth day to the first day. Su Mingan needs to commit suicide as soon as possible and activate his own death flashback - so that time will flow backwards, from the first day of the eleventh week, to the eighth day of the tenth week.

If the god's big retracement is a positive number, Su Mingan's own retracement is a negative number. If they cancel each other out, time will not change.

But the biggest problem is that once the gods start the big retracement, Su Mingan cannot retain the memory. And it is impossible for him to commit suicide instantly at the "dungeon start" without any memory. Unless - he can remember the past.

So, he gave himself many hints and succeeded.

After Xiao Jingsan left, Su Mingan stood up slowly.

—He saw outside the window a girl as beautiful as a fairy floating in the air. Under the moonlight, her beauty is even more extraordinary than that of a mortal.

She smiled at him, so beautiful that the barrage was stunned.

However, Su Mingan no longer felt any surprise. He knew that even these barrages were the gods' self-promotion.

—God, you must be addicted to pretending to be Noel, and you must be addicted to making comments on the barrage.

It's a pity that a player with multiple weeks retains all memories - he starts speedrunning.

Now is the real fun time.

He will not stay in the eleventh week for a long time. When what needs to be done is done quickly, he will immediately return to the tenth week with all the information. As long as the time is controlled within five hours, the reversal point is prevented. If you freeze it, there will be no problems.

This eleventh week is the time for him to do whatever he wants. Any information and any character can be explored by him. All the information obtained will be used by him for the tenth week's desperate counterattack.

—Players with full level and multiple rounds start taking action, while everyone else is in the status of the first round.

“Come, the exciting adventure begins.” The **** Noel stretched out his hand toward him, and the pink ribbon fluttered in the wind.

Su Mingan was silent for a moment, then smiled and stretched out his hand.

"OK."

Go and be Xiao Jingsan's side chamber, God Noel.

Chapter end

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