First Player Chapter 289

Chapter 289 Chapter 286 · The seventh world begins (reader 20170215 Rudder Master Plus Update)

"...So, I think it's good for the situation to send my followers."

In the glass room, the room light is translucent.

Facing Xiaona who was smiling, Su Mingan said slowly: "My current situation... is not going well, there are always some idiots who question me with inexplicable excuses."

"You're right." Xiaona said softly, her attitude extremely gentle.

Her hands were folded in front of her lower abdomen, still standing in a respectful service staff position.

"Frankly speaking, going to the closing speech in this catastrophic situation is just pushing me into the fire pit." Su Ming'an said: "It's not good for me at all, it will only make these guys hate me even more."

He said with some anger in his tone: "If this kind of anger that makes me go up to face everyone is the so-called 'care' of the only person in power, I don't think this kind of care is reasonable. .It doesn't match the gains and losses it brings me, and it just makes me hated by everyone."

He said it very directly, without any twists and turns.

If this situation is still smiling at people, it will be different from his previous performance.

What he shows now is the image of a "number one player" whose trust has been betrayed, reasonable, and taken care of by the organizer.

As for whether this statement will anger the other party, it doesn't matter, he just looks at the other party's reaction and sees how much the organizer values the so-called "power in power".

"So, your idea is to send your followers down to get people to trust you again?" Xiaona said softly.

"Such superficial work is at least useful to the vast majority of people. After all, many people's lives were really saved by me." Su Ming'an said.

Xiaona smiled at him.

He continued: "As soon as someone reaches out to them, this group of desperate people will naturally become my most loyal followers because of this life-saving grace - which is helping me become the eyes of these guys. the lights..."

"Your theory is very interesting." She said suddenly.

She said, the bright red gemstone earrings suddenly started to flash, and after listening for a while, she smiled and said:

"Since this is your idea, we will naturally not block it."

she said, and suddenly approached.

"You are a very interesting person..." She said softly: "We are very interested in you."

Under the bright room light, her face was flawless, revealing a rubber-like pseudo-texture.

"After the end of the eighth world..." She exhaled softly, with a hint of unspeakable meaning in her smile: "We will invite you to a place."

"Where?"

"You'll know when you're there." The corners of Xiaona's lips twitched, revealing a mysterious smile, but she just looked out.

Su Mingan followed her gaze and looked out, seeing the chaos below.

Because of his temporary order, the three followers who were still on standby in the square have arrived in time.

Among them, the fastest assassin, Nina, held down a middle-aged man.

The man's hand was holding an explosive that had not yet been pulled off the lead.

For this kind of scum who deliberately creates terrifying chaos and kills innocent players, Su Mingan asked the three followers to kill, leaving no room for him.

Nina's dagger slid across the man's neck, killing him neatly.

The setting of followers is that in the world of the main god, they cannot initiate active attacks, but they can counterattack without restrictions after being attacked.

In the past, Su Mingan thought that this "unlimited counterattack" meant that he could take action like other players and suppress other players with pure power. Just like the conversation he had with Edward after the end of the Fourth World - at that time, he just dragged Edward from one end of the Union to the other with his high power point.

But what he didn't expect was.

This "unlimited counterattack"...its behavior can far exceed his expectations.

It doesn't just mean "can shoot".

means…

—“Can be shot, and can cause direct casualties.”

This means that once the follower is affected by the explosion, once the restrictions are lifted, and once the blade is unsheathed, it is completely different from the ordinary players who are frustrated - they can directly kill other players in the world of the Lord God where direct damage is prohibited.

The judgment during the period, that is, as long as someone from the same faction launches an attack, it will automatically bring hatred to others in the same faction.

In simple terms, it means that as long as a follower is affected by explosives once, they can attack other terrorists who also hold explosives indefinitely.

This is the [true sense of the world of the Lord God, the ruler of the world. 】

They are in charge of the killing.

At this time, the three people who unsealed the scabbard are now completely in the flock.

As long as they are targeted, they cannot stop their blade at all.

Wherever passed, blood splattered.

They traversed the surging crowd and opened a **** path, just like the **** of death shuttling through the crowd.

The adventurer looked at the three armored men in stunned eyes.

…this is horrible too!

The follower who can attack without limit is three almost invincible judges.

At the beginning, people were still afraid that this group of armored people was coming to attack.

But when someone found that an explosive was thrown high and exploded in the sky, they suddenly found out that this group of guys with the organizer's scale pattern engraved on their armor...

actually came to save them.

Someone suddenly shouted, his voice full of excitement.

"It's Su Ming'an—a follower of Su Ming'an, I know them—!"

"Didn't you say he was the host's ghost? Why, why did he save us..."

"Anyway, now that this has happened, whoever says he is a human traitor in the future, I will be the first to let it go!"

"They saved my children, they are my benefactors, benefactors, don't go, I will kneel down for you, thank you, thank you..."

Various words fill the chat on the World Channel.

Although the power of the three followers is still very small relative to the overall situation, the scope of the attack is not large. The organizers seem to be eyeing this high-end casual player in the core area, and the auditorium at the back has not been affected much.

The swift movements of the followers stabilized at least six disaster points where explosions would occur.

At this time, the crowd was very dense, and the number of people who were rescued was four figures at least.

This time, there were only a dozen attacks in total.

The three followers blocked nearly half of them.

Su Mingan stood in the high glass room, quietly watching this scene.

Some of the rescued people showed the expressions of the rest of their lives. Many people were so frightened that they sat on the spot and cried bitterly.

Someone hugged the child very tightly, crying silently in the crowd.

Someone scolded, pressed the terrorist next to him, and started to attack.

Someone grabbed the armor of the followers, and they were not allowed to go, but they were asked to kowtow.

There is an adventure player surrounded by white light, looking at this side with a dignified expression, and whispering.

…he saw it.

The outermost, safest casual players are in a mess, rushing towards the teleportation array like a tide.

The people who died in the explosion, their bodies were fragmented, and their relatives and friends were crying beside them.

Inside the barrier, the adventure players and reporters who were standing still looked at each other and whispered.

He saw that the players in front of the leaderboard, who were sitting safely in their seats, cast their gazes at him with mixed emotions.

He stood in the high glass room, separated by two layers of barriers, watching these people so far away from him.

like seeing the endless distance.

"…This guy."

Below , Edward, who was sitting on the third seat, said in a low voice, "...another show?"

Not far from him, the black-haired woman heard this.

She turned her head sideways, her eyes fixed on him with a pair of black cat-like eyes.

"Edward." Mizushima Kawakura said.

When she was talking, her eyes glanced up uncontrollably, as if she wanted to see the reaction of the person above.

But this idea was eventually suppressed by her.

She faced Edward with a dignified face and said coldly:

"—Don't use your shallow prejudice to speculate on the goodwill of others. That is an insult to humanity itself."

Edward frowned at her: "What do you mean, Mizushimagawa."

"I mean—don't say such malicious words, Edward—I've changed my mind," she said. "I've been watching and thinking about these copies of the world... and now, seeing this one I've changed my mind before. Even if it's unstable, this guy's empathy for his fellow...is serious."

She said, her eyes brighter: "At least, put myself in his shoes, if I were him, I would never dare to use the armed forces of the three main **** worlds that I only have to rush into the explosion scene to take risks."

"And you said... a show?" She said, sneering: "If a single player can suddenly call for such a large-scale attack, and the whole process is not leaked, I admire him even more - Edward, I am for me I am sorry for his malice before, and from now on, I will no longer be with you."

she said, turned and left.

Black hair fluttered like a flag behind her, and bright red roses were dropped on the seat.

Her pace was steady and fast, and she quickly walked out of this blood-red peak player area, walking neatly, as if she wanted to throw something away.

Edward had a sullen face, and then quickly withdrew his expression.

He glanced at Su Mingan, who was also watching him above, and didn't say a word.

He got up and left the venue with the same swift pace.

Lu and Bei Wang, who were sitting in seats 6 and 7, glanced upwards with a certain dignified look, and then walked out at the same time.

Flora of No. 10 took Bonnie's hand and threw a wink at Su Ming'an.

"Player number one." She smiled, her long eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings: "Your followers, you are very handsome today... Of course, so are you."

Su Mingan looked at her without saying a word.

Flora straightened her hair and made a thought: "Well... Maybe after today's events, the Storm Section will change your mind?"

She seemed to be talking to Su Mingan, but also to herself.

"Anyway." She put down her hands and said something unclear:

"Very successful...Congratulations."

This mature woman was talking to herself, and she didn't care if she didn't get a response. She took Bonnie, who was holding the bear, and left, her gesture full of style.

Su Mingan retracted his gaze.

"Is this the end?" he said.

Xiaona smiled: "You can freely choose whether to return to your personal space."

"Little Na." He said.

"You say."

Su Ming'an's voice was a little hesitant: "You make me feel very familiar. It's very similar to someone I've met."

Xiaona laughed when she heard his words.

"This way of approaching is a bit old-fashioned." She joked with a smile.

Su Mingan turned his head and looked at her very seriously.

"Xiao Na, I'm asking very seriously." He said:

"Did I see you in a certain coffee shop one day, at noon?"

Xiaona slightly restrained her smile.

Under her delicate red lips, she opened her lips, like two blood-stained butterfly wings slowly staggered.

"Honorable ruler." She said softly, "...We didn't meet before the game started."

"yes…"

Su Mingan no longer asked.

Since the other party has given a negative answer, he can only temporarily put aside the speculation in his heart.

He glanced out the window again.

At this time, the people inside the arena had already dispersed one after another, but the people outside the barrier were still in chaos.

It seems that this incident will take some time to subside.

The news of the world channel brushes up like snowdrops. Those watching the live broadcast from the sidelines were extremely concerned about the biggest and worst terrorist attack since the game started.

This is the true death of a large group of players.

Horror like never before.

...It is estimated that those organizations in the United League have to spend a lot of energy to guide this wave of public opinion.

Su Mingan opens the personal interface and selects to return to personal space.

The white light at the top is always stable, and behind it is the short bed.

He stood there and checked it. There were still 91 points left, and he couldn't buy anything.

There are still three days before the next world starts. He plans to collect some forum information and fully adjust his mental state...

He sat on the bed, opened the World Forum, and began to browse.

This terrorist attack fermented very fast, and perhaps people themselves did not expect such a vicious event to happen. Some bereaved people cried and cried on the forum, which caused a lot of empathy.

Among them, Su Mingan's followers have also become a hot topic. People began to scold other players for their indifference.

But it is conceivable that another group of people will jump up and speak for the top players.

The final result of is that neither party can convince the other party, and they will only feel that the other party is stupid.

In the era of information explosion, things passed very quickly.

This incident is more like a public opinion storm that prevails on the forum and makes people debate endlessly…

【December 17th at 12:00 noon】

"Ding dong!"

【Break time is over - dear players, welcome back to the world game! 】

【The Seventh World: Feast at Sea. A global copy open/role-playing game. 】

【Participating players: 228079817 people! 】

【Sea Feast will be copied into 22,808 identical copies, and each copy will be played with 10,000 players! 】

[Since the player enters the game for the seventh time and no longer learns the common language of communication, 10 points will be automatically deducted to learn the common language of the seventh world! 】

【—The world begins! 】

Su Mingan, who closed the World Forum in front of him, checked his equipment for the last time.

During the system broadcast, he noticed the more than 220 million people.

… This is the lowest number of people since the start of the world game.

The sequelae of The Sixth World are too serious. People who are really afraid of death would rather shrink in their personal space honestly.

The right person is always going to take risks, and the unsuitable person is always good at escaping.

Su Mingan had expected this number of results.

As he was thinking, the transmitted white light suddenly appeared.

The dazzling light made his eyes close involuntarily, and after feeling the gradual return of consciousness, he opened his eyes.

Before the scene in front of me was clear, the heat in the upper right corner soared in an instant, and the snowflake-like barrage had begun to tell the time on time.

【First! 】

【coming! 】

【Kick your **** in front, I'm the first! 】

[Oh hoo hoo, I read the forum, Su Ming'an is really good, the people who were rescued by his followers were crying on the forum... Almost every post has to be a long text of gratitude. 】

【Stop talking, Su Mingan Niubi! 】

【Su Mingan's cattle ratio +1】

【? Am I the only one who suspects he's on a show? Why can his followers attack other people uncontrollably, and will our survival be guaranteed in the future? 】

【Yes, only you doubt it. 】

【? Why is there still a cerebral palsy who has not learned well to spray feces in this live broadcast room? Brother Meng, rush him for me! 】

【Reported. 】

[Cerebral palsy person, cerebral palsy soul, let's not mention your survival guarantee first, can I let you no longer survive? 】

[Laughing to death, hey, why do people still come to this live broadcast room to spray people, anyway, change the place, it really sucks. 】

[By the way, when will the first player get a live room manager? I have been unhappy with the title of the live broadcast room of "World Games, Online Vacation" for a long time...]

【Come here, what do you say about this wave of world copies? 】

【I think, this has to be a celestial book, it must be a celestial book…】

[Yangjian Ben +1, this can't be a happy ending? 】

The white light in front of him gradually faded.

Su Ming'an gradually saw that it seemed like a high-end restaurant in front of him.

In front of is a white dining table, delicate flowers, clean cups and bowls, and white ivory chopsticks.

…and a woman sitting across from him, crying with tears all over her face.

"Su Rin - let me tell you, I won't be stupid anymore, I won't love you anymore!"

"There are a lot of men who want to get close to me, you have played with fire too much, and this relationship has been smashed by your own hands! - In this world, there is no woman who will love you so much! "

She yelled, picked up the leather bag next to her, turned around and left, a long line of tears streaked in the air.

"—Su Rin! You will never meet a woman as good as me in your life!"

"Just use your life to regret it!"

Su Mingan:…

Su Ming'an: ?

May 2022 Record:

According to the general reaction, starting from the seventh world sea feast, the plot of the story has been improved by leaps and bounds. After reading it, everyone said that their hearts have suffered a strong shock and healing :)

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