First Player Chapter 561

Chapter 561 Chapter 558 · "...Don't be crazy."

Noel vaguely remembers the "lighthouse theory" that Su Mingan once said.

Su Ming'an put forward this theory at a very early time. Although many of the truths are still obvious, some of them have been confirmed by the correctness of the world game, showing a strong foresight.

Noel admires Su Ming'an from the bottom of his heart, this student who just graduated from high school, just raised his head from the book of mathematics and English, and instantly changed his role and stepped onto the high platform of the world.

If nothing happened, Su Mingan should be like an ordinary freshman in Longguo, participating in clubs, fishing in public elective courses, sprinting at the end of the semester, staying up late to catch up with DDL, and staying in the cafeteria, classroom and library at three points and one line. From time to time, I still have time to go to team building, eat barbecue, and spend the night in Internet cafes...

He should have a well-known club minister, team members who work with him, a counselor who takes care of him, and even a female classmate he likes.

Noel remembers that Su Mingan likes to play board games and script killing, and is also interested in youth exploration clubs, and likes to read philosophy and detective novels.

If the game didn't start, he should have been on a safe table, playing script kills with his college classmates, or even playing more horror games and indie games, cutting videos, live streaming...until he became a famous uplord.

There is no crisis of life and death, no pain from the sword on the body, no hallucinations and mental torture of falling san... No madness, no collapse, and no sleep well.

...not here, in front of the whole world, in the expectation and accusation of many ignorant people, under the malicious intentions and covetousness of high microbes, playing such games is extremely dangerous, like a real person walking a tightrope on the line of collapse" script kill".

is so unfair.

This world is too heavy, it is too deep in the quagmire, it is difficult to be pulled up, and the downward trend is almost irreversible.

Noel didn't want to be like Su Ming'an, it was too tiring, he just wanted to be a free sun and illuminate the people around him.

—How can there be a paradise in this filthy world?

He can save one, but not all.

He can save a moment, but not a lifetime.

These principles are not only applicable in the copy world, but also in reality.

...There is no happy ending at all, there are always people who are inevitably sacrificed, this is reality, reality is not a fairy tale.

Noel stretched out his hand, as if catching the falling sunlight.

The light outlines his slender fingers, as if kissing the palm of his hand.

…Even an hour ago, it was stained with the blood of a child.

"Death will not let anyone go because who is a child, who is the elderly, who is the weak, who is unwilling to accept..." Nuoer murmured: "...I teach them to grow up and give them the strength to stand up - from From now on, what can determine their future is only their own ability and luck, not the world."

"Once they decide to work hard for this land, regardless of status, regardless of age—"

He turned his head and looked at Su Mingan in black.

His lips moved slightly, the end of his eyes sank, and a tired smile appeared.

"...I'll satisfy them."

"No one is an accessory."

"I help them..." He said softly: "—become the person they yearn for."

At the juncture of human crisis, morality takes a back seat.

Just like in ancient times of famine, it was not uncommon to change children and eat, in order to [survive], many things can be discarded.

Children will only see that Noel and others treat them well, and know that they need to rely on their own efforts to earn points and save their relatives, but they do not understand the spiritual and growth price to pay.

It is also difficult to define whether it is good or bad for children to participate in this **** and crazy copy.

Like a blank sheet of paper, in the future decades from now, these children are prematurely contaminated with filth, and some of them, like Bonnie who burns people for fun, may gradually become crazy and cruel.

The world game is a thing that is good at changing human nature and despising human nature.

It can make the calm people crazy, the cowardly people brave, the selfish people selfless, and the kind people cruel.

makes people…not like they were.

Just like the current Su Mingan, and the Su Mingan three months ago, they are completely two people.

During Noel's speech, Su Ming'an remained silent.

He quietly watched Nuoer talk, watching Nuoer in an extremely calm attitude, pouring out the helplessness and anger on the verge of gushing.

When Nuoer calmed down, Su Mingan didn't comment on his point of view, he just said—

"...don't be crazy."

Nuoer was stunned, his eyes moved slightly, staring at Su Mingan.

"…what?"

he said softly.

"Don't be crazy." Su Mingan repeated: "You...don't be crazy."

This is already the most suitable word.

Great mental pressure, heavy negative emotions, despair that can hardly see the future... One negative thing after another is pressing on them, the frontline players, and the pressure is overwhelming.

Su Ming'an has gradually understood why Noel called him here today.

Noel was not asking for his opinion on these children, nor was it for any cooperation.

…Noel is calling for help.

is complaining, talking, bursting, spitting, struggling.

Noel struggles between painful lines of moral decision-making, on the verge of collapse.

Guilt, helplessness, anger, despair…

Su Mingan almost forgot.

Players like them... have already gone crazy.

—Norre is obviously asking him for help.

Because Noel himself is about to collapse.

Su Ming'an had always believed that Noel was a person who was very good at adjusting his psychological state, emphasizing that "the game should be played with a smile", and his smile was always as warm as the sun, which infected many people.

Noel's temperament is extremely enthusiastic and optimistic. It seems that nothing will make him suppress sadness, and he can always maintain a smiling optimist mood.

…But where in the world is there such a person.

As long as you have seven emotions and six desires, you will definitely be influenced by the world. This kind of influence is pervasive and will quickly deteriorate a person's state. Especially, Noel is a kind and lawful person, and he suffers from a deeper sense of oppression.

In the absence of any psychotropic medicine or a suitable psychiatrist, Noel used him as a mental buffer.

Noel was asking him for help.

Pray for help.

Because maybe only he can stand on the same level and understand Noel.

"Noel. Edward has gone crazy, I don't want you to become the next one." Su Mingan said, "Don't put too much pressure on yourself, no one will accuse you."

"..." Noel's fingers trembled slightly.

The light spot condensed on his eyelashes, like a dazzling ray of sparks.

He blinked, his eyes suddenly turning red.

"...Su Ming'an, what should I do..." he said suddenly.

As if all his defenses suddenly collapsed, the smile he had always maintained on his face disappeared, and those seblue eyes began to tremble violently.

Wet water light appeared in his eyes.

"...The mental state of our top players... we won't be able to end the game at all..."

"The total progress bar is only 30.1% now, 30.1%! There are still nine months... We can't hold it anymore..."

"Humanity has almost no future, we are about to collapse... The scary thing is that this matter can't be made public at all, we can't even spread this panic, we can only maintain this seemingly optimistic status quo..."

"Herbert must have known about this, so he took the initiative to leave the player status. He must have known that we couldn't hold on, including himself...then he gave up everything and left..."

"There's no other way. I can't take it anymore. Last night when I closed my eyes, it was all hallucinations. When I was walking on the road, everything was gray and white - I can't see the color! I can't see..."

His body trembled violently, and a thin layer of water glowed in his red eyes.

The fantasy style of the New World Guild is designed according to his personal hobby, he likes the feeling of being colorful and reflecting light on every object.

Colored buildings, painted glass, glazed roofs that reflect the brilliance... everything is like a dream.

But now, these specially designed colors,

—he couldn't see all of himself.

"...I can't stand it anymore, I know it myself."

Noel took a breath: "But Su Ming'an, I want to tell you, you don't want to be crazy...you can't be crazy...you are the most insane. Edward is crazy, Mizushima Kawakura is about to be crazy, and I'm about to be crazy...but you are The only one who can't be crazy...

We give you the most painful and unattainable things, and give you the heaviest responsibility... You must not be crazy, no matter how painful it is, no matter how hard you can't hold on... You can't be crazy...

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...I force you like this, but we have nothing to do, I...I can't do anything..."

The mask of his bright smile finally came off, revealing a tear-stained face.

His eyes were red, and there was a misty sadness on his face, like a circus clown who finally took off his mask and disguise.

The comedian who likes to make others laugh the most, has a sadness in his eyes that can no longer be resolved.

Su Mingan has never seen such Noel.

On this day after the end of the eighth world, Noel showed an unprecedented scene, like a survivor struggling with wooden boards in a shipwreck.

...Even so, Noel was only here, showing such a face to him alone, and did not convey this panic.

Even Noel's closest companions couldn't know about it, they could only see the bright sunshine on him as the president of the new world, inspired by his adventurer spirit rushing into the universe, and infected by his optimism.

Who can see what the back of the sun looks like.

Nuoer's hands slowly dropped, his shoulders were slender, like those of a child, no one could tell that he was actually six years older than Su Mingan.

"I won't go crazy." Su Mingan looked into Nuoer's eyes.

He stretched out his hand and put it on Noel's shoulder.

No matter how painful it is, no longer holding on, no matter how desperate... Su Ming'an believes that he will not be crazy.

...Even if the final outcome is really only a tragedy, even if nothing can be undone... He will restrain himself not to go crazy.

His hands slowly loosened, without using much force, but in a steady gesture, he informed Nuoer, promising—

【Even if everyone is crazy, he is the only one who is sober among the crazy. 】

In a crazy-themed world, it's ridiculous, over-the-top and retrograde.

It doesn't matter, they are "monsters".

Feared by ordinary players, kept away by casual players, vigilant by the leadership... They are a group of monsters struggling for themselves.

The curse called madness runs through all of them, all-pervasive, but they all have the right to breathe every breath of fresh air before they finally break out.

As long as that black wall is finally overthrown.

Overthrow that side—the black wall formed by the higher-dimensional creatures to separate them from their homeland, Zhai Xing.

Before this, before they saw the final outcome, before they saw the end, they would use every ounce of air to breathe desperately, this is people.

Struggling ugly, trying to survive humbly, living to the end when suffering to the extreme, and doing everything possible for a perfect ending to survive, this is human beings.

"sorry Sorry sorry…"

Noel kept apologizing.

In fact, he didn't need to apologize at all.

"If you can't hold it, take a rest." Su Ming'an said: "The ninth world, the tenth world... You can rest a world, it doesn't matter, the strength will not be stretched much, what we lack is not the progress bar, but the fear that you will be in front of the list. The collapse of the player caused a cliff-like drop in points."

"...What about you?" Noel said.

Su Mingan lowered his head and glanced at the back of his hand.

The white pattern is drawn on the back of his hand like water.

The pattern of the perfect customs clearance is complete, and there is no missing one.

"I'm fine," he said.

He raised his eyelids.

The colorful glaze decorations dazzled him in front of his eyes.

However, his eyes were still covered with a layer of dull ash.

"...What about the intelligence of the Ninth World?" He said after a moment of silence.

Before each world instance is opened, Noel will bring him information about the next world in advance. This is Noel's [Watcher] status and power.

When he asked this question, he made it clear that he would never rest.

Noel hesitated for a moment and showed him the information.

Su Mingan lowered his gaze.

The panel unfolded before his eyes, and there was still a layer of lingering gray tones.

【The Ninth World·City of Measurement·Actor】

[World type: global open 10,000 copies, specific development copies]

【Key Item: AI】

【Key points of clearance: synchronize with the "evolution" of human beings and walk with the time of the world. 】

[World Elements: Collapse, Reconstruction, Evolution, Intelligence, Wasteland, Creation, Eligibility, Ship of Theseus]

【"I will lay it on the altar and realize the world of our dreams."

"From now on,"

"No one is afraid of the coming night."

"PhD."

"Actually, my biggest regret is seeing you across the screen."]

(end of this chapter)

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