First Player Chapter 171

Chapter 171 Chapter 169 "He's Dead"

【Fifth World, Eighth Day】

Under the city wall, the army is ready to go.

The black heads are like ocean waves, and armored weapons of various forms glow with various colors of light in the early morning.

Everything was silent, except for the sound of wind and sand rubbing against the ground, which was completely different from the chaos of the previous large bandit group.

Everyone's faces were filled with joy, and their eyes were brighter than before.

...Everything is because, on their hands, there is a glowing pattern.

This was the source of their hatred and the hope they desperately longed for.

Just overnight, under a simple magic circle, everyone's wishes were fulfilled.

"—Our city is in danger."

Suddenly, a loud female voice sounded above the city wall, and the ink-colored ponytail swayed slightly in the yellow sand.

"—The puppet army and demon beasts are all eyeing."

The girl in military uniform, holding a black knife, slowly approached the city wall. When facing the black soldiers below, her voice was steady, without stage fright.

"The world crisis is ahead, and we have no escape."

"Everything has reached the most critical moment.

The whole army was silent, except for the young girl's loud voice, like the drumming before the war.

"—However, we will not be afraid. We are no longer civilians who cannot live, no longer robbers who only know how to flee, the blade in our hands has direction, and the hand holding the handle has strength-in our eyes, there is burning flame."

"—We, we are no longer powerless, our body is no longer weak, our strength is traceable, we can fight for everything for ourselves..." She stretched out her hand, the back of her hand facing upwards, the pattern on it gleaming:

"And all this."

she said, raising one hand high, as if raising a flag:

“—all will be within reach.”

"Shuh ssh-"

At this moment, countless weapons were raised high and pointed sharply to the top. The sharp edges were undisguised, as if they were about to pierce the sky. The white light glides over the sharp corners like water, like another star on the ground.

The torrent of steel is different.

But at this time, it surged like a tide.

The girl jumped down from the top of the city and stood in front of the ten thousand army. Her light armor was shimmering, and the cloak behind her was screeching in the yellow sand.

"All soldiers, obey my orders!"

She raised the black knife with a high tone.

"-kill!"

"Cough cough cough..."

Inside the tent, a series of coughs sounded.

The curtain door was suddenly pulled open, and the dusty girl quickly entered, stretched out her hand, and held the hand of the person in the tent.

"Why is my body like paper." Shanshuang frowned, energy passed by little by little.

"I didn't expect it to be so weak." Su Ming'an wiped away the blood from his lips and stared at the barrage that flew by.

Now is the time when the whole army has just set out.

Due to his sudden arrival and the sudden plan to send troops, the other legions did not assemble in time. The second commander, Shanshuang, who only led a legion from Goka City, rushed out in a hurry.

It was the afternoon of the eighth day, they just left in the early morning, and it was time to rest, so Shanshuang set up a tent to let him rest, who seemed to be getting worse and worse.

If there is no accident, the second legion will arrive next to the main army station tomorrow, and then wait for the other legions to gather.

Su Ming'an doesn't understand the military, and he doesn't know how to fight a war. He has just arrived, and he is not clear about the current situation of the revolutionary army. The walk will take a break for a while.

He let the revolutionary army set off in such a hurry to test the reaction of the main army.

He always felt that if he didn't hurry up and waited in place until the tenth day, something unforeseen would happen.

The 49.448% chance of survival that never went up was always hanging in his mind like a wake-up call.

Just when he decided to let the revolutionary army go, the chance of survival rose to 52%, which made him feel that his decision was right.

In this world where the overall situation is not clear, the chance of survival is the best bar for him to repeatedly test.

The barrage is still swiping, and they seem to be discussing the previous things:

【Is this revolutionary army going to counterattack collectively? 】

【The identity of the first player is also too cheap, you give in wherever you go...】

【I don't know how to arrange identities for players, but this wave of identity arrangements is really the son of the organizer. 】

【It's so boring...I don't know what you guys are doing with the bullet screen, people don't watch it. 】

【By the way, have any of you seen the new news on the forum about the first player? 】

【Which new news has nothing to do with him, which one are you talking about? 】

[I saw it too... It seems that it was what happened when Su Mingan closed the live broadcast. Several players said they were killed...]

【This kind of thing is very common, what is there to say. 】

【Someone said that they want to jointly sign a letter... But I really think there is something wrong with this group of people, who is the letter to, who cares about them? I still can't see the situation clearly, and I can't see who is the boss. 】

"Why do you keep coughing up blood... Is this how the puppet army treats you?"

Su Ming'an was paying attention to the barrage when he suddenly heard Shanshuang's voice.

This heroic-looking female general is still frowning, it seems that since Su Mingan saw her, she has always looked like she is bitter and hated.

"I heard that the puppet army is going to harm you under the pretext of a rite of passage, but everyone has been brainwashed by the gods, thinking that you are really going to be promoted to immortals. If possible, I would rather It's better not to rush to send troops to launch a general attack, and to let you help us improve our talents, accumulate and annihilate those people in one fell swoop," she said.

Su Ming'an responded while watching the reaction of the barrage: "There's no time."

"What time?" Shanshuang was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted: "It doesn't matter, we have already prepared for the sacrifice of resources. This is how we have passed this year, even if it is delayed for a few days, how many more deaths will there be? Personally, no problem - it's all for the ultimate peace."

"I mean, me."

Su Mingan let go of his hand and sighed towards the palm of his hand, but he felt that his mouth was cold.

The curse of the blood red tattoo is still there, and he still deducts some blood from time to time, which has little effect. What really made him feel bad was this body that was cooling down a little bit.

He seemed to suddenly understand why Shengqi was in a hurry—perhaps admiring him, he should not have lived the day of the coming-of-age ceremony. Even if the rite of passage doesn't kill him, he can't wait for the experiment to end.

His body couldn't support it at all.

Single and Double seemed to be a little silent.

She seemed to want to comfort something, but she opened her mouth and couldn't say anything.

When Su Mingan bled like that yesterday and hurt his own body, she didn't stop him.

Because in her eyes, from her standpoint, she respects such a person so much only because of his achievements, not because she really loves him so much. Even after her admiration status was exposed, her favorability level only rose to 60, a level above friendliness.

She always has a scale in her heart that can measure everything in front of her, and reason is always greater than her sensibility. In her eyes, the revolutionary army is the heaviest weight, and in her eyes, admiration can only become a weight that increases the weight of the revolutionary army.

If it is said that he can lose blood, make him weak, can make the revolutionary army stronger, and can really defeat the main army, she will definitely not stop it, and she will even be very happy.

—Individual sacrifice can be exchanged for the progress of all, then this is a matter of course.

She cares so much about Su Ming'an now, but it's just a pity that she doesn't want him to die, and wants him to live and research more results.

For this reason, she didn't care about the words "player" and "npc" that Su Mingan said in the conference room before. She couldn't understand it, and he didn't say it, so she didn't ask.

As long as she can see that everyone is progressing in one direction, all the details are irrelevant to her.

"That's right." Shanshuang suddenly remembered something: "Where's the commander?"

Su Mingan raised his head slightly.

"I seemed to hear Chen Yang saying that he was going to exterminate some monsters around here, but it's been a day and nothing happened... I sent him a message, but he didn't seem to reply..."

"He died." Su Ming'an said, "Shengqi killed him."

His words were direct, without any veil.

This kind of loss of life is very common in the eyes of people in this world, and it is almost unstoppable.

Single pair of eyes blinked slightly.

The crow feather-like eyelashes moved, like a black butterfly trembling with the tip of a flower.

"That's right." She said in a light tone: "...That's right."

Her eyes became a little dim, but soon she stood up, and her partner who fought with her suddenly died, but she didn't seem to be affected by the news at all.

Outside the tent, the army is about to set off again.

People in this world seem to have long been accustomed to sacrifice and being sacrificed.

As long as everything is for the ultimate victory, in their eyes, everything can be abandoned.

Companions, relatives, lovers... life has gradually become a quantified number, everyone is struggling to survive for the [future], because resources are scarce, because the danger is imminent, even ignorant children understand that survival is a matter of Something that requires repeated struggles.

Some people may never come back once they go out.

Some parting, maybe a turn around is a goodbye.

Including single and double herself, she has long had this kind of consciousness.

Chenyang, he was just one step ahead.

She didn't seem to want to talk much, but she didn't shed any more tears. Turning her head again, when she opened the curtain door, Su Mingan saw the hair rope swaying behind her head, as bright as a red butterfly.

... This is probably the only thing about her that is quite girlish.

Su Mingan got up slowly, he felt very cold, but not to the point where he couldn't move.

He sensed the movement of the shadow.

Before , he had been letting the shadow move freely, killing monsters to supplement his experience.

Due to the sharing of experience, his experience bar is now very close to the second-order ninth, and his career point is also six, and the fault tolerance rate is very high.

As long as nothing goes wrong in the last six or seven days, there should be no problem going according to the original plan.

He lifted the curtain and saw that the army had already started. He belonged to the **** team, which was isolated from the army. He had a special elite to protect him, and he did not need to eat and live with the soldiers who were not well equipped.

But when he got out of the tent, he saw a figure standing under the shade of a tree with a butterfly on his shoulder.

He saw Lu Shu early in the morning, and found that Lu Shu was in the team when he was picked up by Shanshuang, but he kept returning to Goka City until the army set off.

Lu Shu couldn't see him, but he didn't want to communicate with Lu Shu for the time being.

Because he had been busy dealing with various NPCs and had to think about the overall situation, he really didn't have the energy to persuade the Fifth World to start blindly assassinating Edward. Although he had said before that he wanted to have a good chat with Lu Shu, But at least not now.

He glanced at the figure waiting under the tree, then passed the person and walked out.

【Main God Space No. 23】

In the room illuminated by the light, the curtains completely cut off the outside world.

A shrewd man in his mid-thirties was dressed in a high-definition suit, but his posture was a little unruly. His legs were spread from the inside to the outside, and the whole person was sitting on the swivel chair of the desk.

He didn't seem to notice the no smoking sign posted on the wall at all, the cigarette **** was burning freely in his hand, a little orange spark, like a gleam in his eyes.

Opposite him, sat a man who looked to be in his forties, with a bald head, a Chinese-style face, square lines, and a temperament like a high official. Judging from the age of recovery, this man was at least seventy or eighty years old before. next year. Obviously he can get points to grow his hair, but he still has a bald head, which may be due to habit.

But facing this man who was smoking a cigarette by himself, this high-ranking man looked sad.

"Still haven't checked it out yet?"

The man exhaled a puff of white smoke, and the silver stars on his shoulders shone under the bright lights of the conference room.

"Although the World Forum has restored Zhai Xing's previous network system and many basic websites can also be used, a lot of information is still lost." The bald man looked at the man smoking a cigarette in a leisurely manner, with a slightly hunchbacked body. Sit up straight:

"This leads to... It's difficult for us to find out the family backgrounds of some people, including those on the list."

"Huh." The man smiled, the cigarette on his mouth was still burning slowly. He took the cigarette out of his mouth, and with a puff of white smoke, he spit out clear words: "So there is no result?"

"Not necessarily." Excitement flashed in the bald man's eyes: "Although we haven't been able to find those top players with deep backgrounds, we have made a big discovery."

"what?"

"The first player." The bald man said in a serious tone: "We have figured out his background - including the identity of his parents."

(end of this chapter)

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