First Player Chapter 627

Chapter 627 Chapter 624 · "Go for a walk with me."

The portrait of Asa Akto is still lit, the only light source tonight, as if he can sprinkle his intelligence and wisdom into this dark world.

The images of Su Ming'an and Akto stared at each other for a long time, as if two far-reachers were looking at each other.

In the world chat channel, players are still chatting:

【Haggert (unaffiliated):!! I can really hear his voice, I feel the "source" in my body, there is a voice teaching me how to use the "source"! 】

【Mi Lili (United Group): Don't listen! The gods of this world are Tavi, they are not good things! Don't be fooled by the temporary increase in combat power! 】

【Li Yi (unaffiliated): Well, will the player also get the "missing" disease? If we recognize Tavi, will we gradually lose our memory and become a different person from before? The lack of disease will be contagious, if we are sick, we will return to the world of the Lord God...]

[Logiczi (unaffiliated): It should be... not so. "Deletion" is a disease, should it be a physical problem? Brain part? I feel like we will be healed when we return. 】

Su Mingan retracted his gaze.

It will be New Year's Eve in a few days.

A year ago, he would never have imagined that he would face such a predicament just a few days before New Year's Eve this year.

He took out an ID card and walked towards a small two-story building.

With a sound of , the door was unlocked, and he pushed the door in.

This place is very clean, the coffee table in the living room is spotless, and some art books are stacked on the table. The living room and the bedroom are connected together, and a small and neat bed is placed in the corner, next to several boxes of unopened paints.

He went up the stairs, pushed open the door—and saw an open view.

The low windows slanted dim light, and in the slanted room, dozens of drawing papers were hung on wooden shelves, arranged in a row, like a half-length mirror with reflections on all sides.

The owner of the house is good at gouache painting, most of which are landscapes.

The green landscapes are almost invisible in this era. They are like dreamy scenes, which are left on the drawing paper and make people yearn for.

There were two blood-red seals on the door downstairs.

【House owner number IJ-1982, Qiu Li, confirmed dead. 】

【The house will be processed. 】

With a sound of "Whoa", Su Mingan opened a book on the ground called "Records of Landscapes Before the Cataclysm of the Century" - the pictures in the book are of faint distant mountains, mountains and peaks, clear water like a mirror, and the scenery is quite beautiful.

It can be seen that Qiu Li yearns for the era before the cataclysm of the century. When she was walking with him, what would she think when she occasionally lost her mind?

would think...if she didn't have [missing], would she be able to live to see these beauties with her own eyes?

Su Mingan closed the book in his hand.

He put the ID card between the pages of the book, and pasted the little name "Qiu Li" with the distant mountains she longed for.

Suddenly, he turned his head and saw a figure in a black robe and holding a flute, floating outside the low window.

Su Ming'an's vigilance instantly reached the highest level.

… This man is really like a ghost, suddenly appearing outside his window.

"Lovis, go for a walk with me." Lin Guang said. He put down his flute and gave a stiff smile.

"You just want to be friends with me?" Su Mingan took a step back.

"Lovis, go for a walk with me." Lin Guang didn't answer, just repeated it.

Su Mingan was silent for a moment.

"Okay," he said.

Tonight he will sacrifice his sleep time, the opponent is the faction boss after all.

Ling Guang smiled, and he seemed very happy with the result.

When going out, Su Mingan glanced back.

On the wall of the room, there is a large landscape painting.

Desolate crescents hang on the branches, stars and bright moons are inlaid in the deep space, a girl wearing a demon fox mask, standing under the blooming peach blossoms, her bright red knots raise a crimson arc.

Qiu Li is indeed very talented in painting. Each of her paintings can give people a glimpse of the beautiful era before the cataclysm of the century.

Unfortunately, this kind of painting talent is the least valuable thing in this era.

"You care about the owner of this house?" Lin Guang's voice came from beside him.

"No." Su Ming'an said.

"She's dead." Lin Guang said, "People won't be resurrected. If she's dead, she's dead."

He insisted on emphasizing this.

"I know, I'm just passing by." Su Mingan said.

"It's pointless, a waste of time. She's already dead," Linguang said.

Su Ming'an was silent - wouldn't it be a waste of time to go shopping with you here in the dark?

…he can't talk logic with mental illness.

"That person named Qiu Li, her room is full of paintings before the cataclysm of the century." Lin Guang said: "Although there are only some insignificant records such as landscape paintings left, people are still trying to restore thirty years ago. The world. Even though their memories have been erased, they still yearn so much…”

Having said this, a haze gradually appeared in Lin Guang's eyes:

"They...don't like my era."

Ling Guang is speaking of "my era", and he sees himself as the ruler of the current era.

Linguang, as the most powerful agent of the gods, can kill anyone he likes and dominate any believers in the city of gods. He really has the qualifications to say so.

But in Su Ming'an's view, Lin Guang was just a dog who turned to him and betrayed the world.

A lucky dog who first came into contact with Tavi and got the most favor from Tavi, so he became the most powerful dog.

A dog is a dog after all.

Lingguang only took advantage of Asa's disappearance in thirty years to occupy such a dominant position.

They walked in the dark night, there was only the sound of smashing frost, there was no scenery around, and even the temperature would freeze people to death, but Lin Guang seemed to enjoy this kind of "walking".

It seems that Lin Guang feels very happy just by walking like this.

Lin Guang stopped when he passed the beacon shelter.

"What's wrong?"

"You're home." Lin Guang said, "Good night."

He didn't mean to occupy Su Ming'an's sleep time.

This way, it is said to be a walk, but it is actually more like a nighttime protection.

Su Mingan walked to the shelter, Lin Guang still stood there and looked at him.

Seeing Su Mingan looking back, Lin Guang forced another smile, his expression was rather distorted on the stiff facial features.

"—Tomorrow is the last day of my inspection of District 11. After that, I will return to the City of God." Lin Guang said, "Luvis, are you willing to come with me?"

Su Mingan watched Lin Guang.

The next moment, he activated the Power Master skill.

【The power master skill failed to activate. 】

…Um?

Su Ming'an was stunned, he didn't expect that the power-holder skills would be invalid again.

There are only three possibilities - the other party does not have a goodwill bar, or the other party is not human, or the other party is already full of goodwill.

"No." Su Ming'an said: "I have joined the freedom camp and will not switch to the **** camp."

Hearing that Su Mingan rejected him, Lin Guang's expression did not change.

"This is the second time you rejected me." Lin Guang said.

He turned around, the cold wind lifted his black robe, he walked very fast, and with a flash of light, he disappeared from Su Ming'an's sight.

Su Mingan stood on the spot for a moment, activated the displacement, and accurately moved to his room on the third floor.

"Shh—" Xike's figure suddenly appeared.

"Doctor, someone has come to your room." Hike said.

Su Mingan also found out.

A piece of hair he had clipped to the door before fell to the ground, and the door was opened.

"Look at the video," Hike said.

Su Ming'an's personal terminal was placed on the table, and the camera was continuously turned on. In the picture, half an hour after he left, someone knocked on the door.

"…not here?"

Two people entered the door. It was a red-haired boy and a black-haired girl. They looked around and found that there were signs of torn tape on the windows.

"He went out," said the red-haired boy.

The black-haired girl stared at the empty bed: "Treatia said he was Asa, I'm glad Asa is finally back. It's just... He seems to have forgotten everything."

"Forget it." The red-haired boy clenched his fists: "Since he has forgotten everything, don't force him to continue to lead us. Before he disappeared, I felt that if he could let go of all responsibilities... that would be great. it is good."

"He is not suitable for revealing his identity now. In order to cut off the room for human resistance, the gods will try their best to assassinate human heroes. Although the image of Asa is standing high, it is just a means for the gods to appease people's hearts. He himself is absolutely I can't come back." The black-haired girl said:

"Since his name is Lewis now... From now on, he will be the Lewis in our eyes. The name Asa Akto is too heavy, let's... forget it."

They gently closed the door, and the sound of footsteps walked away.

Su Mingan closed his personal terminal.

He had already recognized who the two were—the night meeting, the red-haired man number eight, the black-haired woman number nine.

Coupled with Lin Guang, who looks very similar to Man No. 6, Su Mingan can speculate that all the people who attended the meeting were from this period.

Why would they show up at a conference seventy years later?

The barrage saw this, and they all helped him:

【Actor is not easy! Not only did he cause trouble in the Cataclysm of the Century 30 years ago, but also in the City of Surveying 70 years later. Now that Su Mingan is here, it is estimated that he will cause trouble for the Battle of Dawn again! 】

[My grass, as the savior of the century cataclysm, disappeared for thirty years, and when he came back, he led mankind to rebel against higher civilizations and ignited! 】

[It is reasonable to speculate that the eight participants at night are not real people... maybe they are images or something. Otherwise, it cannot be explained that their appearance has hardly changed in 70 years. 】

【Then why did the big villain Lin Guang sit with Theretia and the others? He is number six! 】

[Fortunately, Su Mingan wore a mask at the beginning, hiding that he was Akto, otherwise what we are seeing now is probably the scene of the entire **** camp chasing and killing Su Mingan. This is the kind of fire of human beings, Akto will definitely be obliterated when he comes back. 】

【It's on fire! I want to see Su Ming'an lead the entire human race to beat up higher civilizations, fast, online and more! ! 】

【Why do I feel that this advanced civilization is a bit like the host's way of aggression? 】

Su Mingan pushed open the door.

It was quiet in the corridor, and all the upper floors of the Beacon Fire Shelter lived in this building. Coincidentally, the moment he opened the door, a door opened at the same time.

It was a little boy with a big head and a big head. The boy was holding a flaming red sniper rifle in his arms.

When Su Mingan pushed the door, the boy was startled and shrank back.

"You, are you the newcomer here today?" the little boy said softly.

"Who are you?" Su Mingan frowned, this is a high-rise residence, how could a child live there?

The child immediately puffed up his chest and looked very proud:

"I, I am the most accurate sniper of the beacon! I will use the 'source' to assist in aiming at the target, no one can escape my sniper!"

"Source?" Su Mingan said, "You are not from the gods' camp, so you also listen to the whispers of gods?"

"Almost everyone will listen, otherwise how can we become stronger? It's just that we don't believe in gods like the **** camp." The child wondered: "Anyway, I won't get [absence] disease immediately. As long as I become strong before I get sick , can you protect the people around you?"

"What if you get sick?" Su Mingan asked.

"Then let the people around you kill me." The child said: "[Please kill me before I am missing], isn't that what adults say?"

Su Mingan looked at the little boy.

A child can tell such cruel facts in such a naive tone.

"I know that you are a very good mechanic. Don't go out and run around, it's very dangerous. See you later." The little boy waved his hand.

"-What's your name?"

Before the boy went downstairs, Su Mingan asked.

The little boy turned his head and smiled heartily.

He was carrying a bright red sniper rifle, with a pair of eagle-like red eyes under the short plank.

"—Remember! I am the future sniper star of Fenghuo! My name is Cheng Luohe!"

"Call..."

The pipe was smoky, and the wind chimes hanging on the door curtain rang.

Noel flipped through the book. The book was extremely shabby. Except for the word "Revelation" on the title page, the other words were all obscure and difficult to understand. He couldn't understand a single word.

He has been in this antique shop stationed in the danger zone for two days, looking for clues and hunting down some nearby exotic beasts.

As for Kaiusta, he did not go to participate, his eyes were blood red, and it was impossible to be put into the city.

"Young man, how are you looking?" An old voice came, and an old man with white hair came over.

The old man's legs seem to be disabled, one eye is blind, his pupils are cloudy, he can't see the road clearly, and he has to walk with crutches.

"Boss Cheng, your book is interesting." Noel blinked his bright red eyes: "Is it an antique from the War of Dawn?"

Boss Cheng leaned against the door and seemed to be reminiscing.

After a while, Boss Cheng shook his head: "It's nothing worth mentioning."

"What?" Noel said.

Boss Cheng was smoking a pipe, and the smoke floated up. His dry fingers lit the pipe, lowered his head, and smiled:

"Everyone around you is dead, what's the point of talking about that history."

"Yeah." Noel said, "In war, the dead can't do anything. You're already very lucky to survive."

"…Ha ha."

The old man laughed softly, turned around, the wind chime touched his forehead, and the "ding bell" rang, his white hair looked haggard.

Noel raised his foot, intending to continue searching for books.

"Ding-clang."

His foot suddenly hit something.

The crisp sound of falling sounded, and a fiery red sniper rifle leaning against the wall fell to the ground with a bang.

The rust and metal texture on its surface are mixed together, and it is impossible to shoot, and it looks bad for a long time.

Noel kicked the gun by the way, and the parts "crackled" scattered on the ground, making the gun unrecognizable.

"Broken gun," Noel said.

He kicked again, heard the sound of parts shattering, and laughed wickedly.

The energy of the gun fell to the ground, with red eyes like a pair of eagles when Boss Cheng was young.

(end of this chapter)

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