First Player Chapter 935

Chapter 935 Chapter Nine Hundred Thirty-Three · "I don't believe in the ending."

"Shaoqing, what is a fairy, what is a fairy, you should have guessed in your heart?" Xiao Jingsan spread his hands, he was wearing a cloud-like robe, like a jade tree in the wind, and a jade bud wrapped in snow, he was really a bit of a fairy temperament.

Su Mingan looked at these fairies around him, and he suddenly discovered that the fairy aura on these fairies was not so awesome at all, but just the temperament of ordinary people. It was Su Ming'an and others' admiration for Penglai Xiandao that made them feel like faith in these fairies.

In other words, Xiao Jingsan is doing the same thing as the gods in the world—making people spontaneously believe in immortals.

There are no immortals in this world. There are many people who believe, and the strong power of faith makes him a real immortal.

God is the product of human belief and expectation.

Once Su Mingan realizes that there is nothing worthy of reverence for this immortal, the halos on their bodies will naturally disappear, and it will no longer be able to arouse the feeling of worship in his heart.

"Xiao Jingsan, I really understand." Su Ming'an said, "I found it strange at first, since "Lou Yue Kingdom" is just an ancient game, the power system is not very high, even my fifth-level strength can beat all over the world Invincible hand. Why is there a super-standard setting of 'Penglai Immortal Island'? There are omniscient immortals in this world? Now I realize that this is your 'God-making plan'."

"There are no natural immortals in this world. It is the stories and myths you fabricated, the rumors you deliberately spread among the people, and you convinced everyone that there are really immortals in this world."

"You made up the legend of Penglai Xiandao, and built an ordinary island to look like a fairy island. You put on clothes that look like immortals, you plated a layer of gold on yourself, and put on clothes Gained the title of 'Immortal'."

"You colluded with the royal family of Lou Yue, causing them to continuously release fictional stories about immortals, making the common people yearn for seeking immortality and asking for immortals, and making the children of the rivers and lakes flock to immortals. You use longevity, strength, etc. to lure People's vocabulary is used as bait, spread in the rumors, making people awe of immortals. Even if they have never actually seen immortals."

"Once your plan is completely successful, and everyone really believes that you are a fairy, you will really become the 'fairy' you made up."

“—Among the worldly rumors and longings, you have gradually changed from an 'apple' to a 'pear'.”

Mo Yan was shocked, and looked at Su Mingan: "Brother is so smart! You can think of everything!"

The corner of Su Mingan's mouth twitched. Isn't this reasoning normal?

Seeing the sparkling emotion in Mo Yan's eyes, Su Ming'an still nodded and gave a "hmm".

Xiao Jingsan heard this, and sighed: "Wonderful. You reasoned out almost all my actions, and I did. Shaoqing, the world is so stupid—anything, even if it is outrageous and ridiculous As long as there are enough people preaching about it, as long as there are enough people believing it, and it is repeatedly circulated and emphasized in the world, it will become a certain 'truth' in the eyes of the world."

Su Mingan said lightly: "There is no **** in this world. It is people's sight and awe that make a person a 'god' in the end."

Xiao Jingsan clapped his hands and laughed loudly after hearing the words: "Exactly. Just like the first player?"

He clapped his hands, and the surrounding fairies gradually surrounded him, blocking the way of Su Mingan and others.

Now, Su Ming'an and the others can see clearly the nature of these fairies - what kind of fairies are these fairies? They are simply ordinary humans invited by Xiao Jingsan to pretend to be immortals. The cold makeup looks like immortals are obviously just cosplay, but under the influence of the "collective unconsciousness" and the spirit of awe of immortals, people will subconsciously recognize that these people are real fairies.

Mo Yan glanced at the fairy who had led them the way before, and he was taken aback—this fairy had many wrinkles and acne on her face. Obviously when he looked at it before, the fairy's face was still as clean as jade.

"Just now... we were affected by the collective unconsciousness." Mo Yan murmured.

He finally sensed the horror of the word "recognized". In this world, as long as you admit it, you will be deluded, and you can only see what you want to see.

A fairy does not actually remain young forever, but Mo Yan thought she was a fairy from Penglai Xiandao from the very beginning, so he could only see her perfect face. Now that Mo Yan realizes that she is not a fairy, he can see her pimple-ridden face.

...It turned out to be like this.

The feeling of the truth being revealed made Mo Yan break out in cold sweat and tremble all over. A wave of dread shot up his spine and filled his brain.

What you see is not what you see, what you hear is not what you hear.

Once deluded, you will know nothing of your folly until the moment when the truth is revealed. "Recognition" and "belief" are like two big mountains, unscrupulously changing your cognition, forcing you to constantly deepen your thoughts that are far from the truth.

—When an apple looks like a pear, and society recognizes it as a pear, and most people say it is a pear when they see it, then it will really become a pear.

This change is real.

Su Mingan finally realized the difficulty of this dungeon. Eyes don't need to see, ears don't need to hear, because what you see may not be true, and what you hear may not be true—only your own firm cognition is the only yardstick and anchor point for the five senses.

At this time, when he looked carefully at the Penglai Immortal Island, it was no longer the haunting appearance of the fairy. The peach blossom forest is just an ordinary peach blossom forest, and the white mist is just an ordinary mist, not fairy peach or fairy fog at all. All the awe-inspiring and fascinating aura disappeared in front of his eyes in an instant when he reacted, revealing his original ordinary appearance.

This is just an ordinary island.

It was only when they landed on the island that they believed it was a fairy island, which made them feel the fairy spirit and fascination, and made them see the fairy tree and fairy fog that fit their imagination.

"However, you are only half right." Xiao Jingsan laughed.

"Half?" Su Mingan was alert.

"You are almost right about everything about Xiandao, but there is one thing you didn't guess." Xiao Jingsan smiled slightly.

Su Mingan felt a sense of crisis in his heart. He felt that Xiao Jingsan might be about to make a move: "Xiao Jingsan, you have to pay attention to the situation in this world."

Su Ming'an's words are implying—Xiao Jingsan, I'm a member of the old Holy See, and we went to save people by car together in the evening. Are you going to attack me in the game now?

However, Xiao Jingsan just shook his head: "You may have misunderstood, the current me is not the Xiao Jingsan in this world. To put it in a way that you can understand better, the current me is the npc Xiao Jingsan in "Lou Yue Kingdom". "

…Um?

Su Mingan understood—Xiao Jingsan meant that he is now an NPC in "Lou Yueguo", not the dream patroller Xiao Jingsan in this world.

This is the game npc acting on its own, not Xiao Jingsan being possessed in this world!

"Go!" Su Mingan took Mo Yan's hand, summoned a mechanical roulette, and jumped onto it with Mo Yan. The sense of crisis in his heart was already very serious, and he didn't want to continue arguing with Xiao Jingsan.

The mechanical roulette is transformed from Theretia's mechanical wheelchair. In theory, it can only carry one person, but it can also fly with one more person.

"The No. 1 Dream Patrol..." Yi Zhongyu called softly.

After jumping onto the mechanical roulette, Su Mingan hesitated for a moment, then extended his hand to Yi Zhongyu. If there are three people, they can barely fly even if they are overloaded.

All of this happened in a flash, the three of them moved very fast, and in the blink of an eye, the mechanical roulette was about to soar into the sky.

"Alas..." Xiao Jingsan sighed, "Why did you run away?"

The next moment,

Su Mingan and others saw an extremely shocking scene—

One, two, five, ten, fifty...

Tentacles flying all over the sky.

Thin and dense purple-black tentacles grew from the backs of the surrounding fairies at the same time, like sprouts breaking through the ground, flying frantically into the air. The fairies instantly showed hideous faces, and their bodies began to swell like monsters.

"They're all different species..." Yi Zhongyu murmured.

These "fairies" in Penglai Xiandao are all different species.

According to the previous sentence of the leading fairy: [It is the fairy who created us, let us serve him on the fairy island. 】

Then, Xiao Jingsan, who created these alien species, could it be—

Su Mingan's heart was beating wildly, and at this moment, he suddenly met Xiao Jingsan's gaze. The young man with black hair and dark eyes was smiling, as frivolously as ever. It was like Su Mingan's smile when he met his eyes when he opened his eyes for the first time.

The tails of the eyes are drooping, and the long eyebrows are raised lightly. The young man's playful pupils seem to say-【His Royal Highness, do you understand now? 】

"The Alien King..." Su Mingan said.

In "Girl's Dream Project", the main task requires that the Alien King is about to be revived, please destroy the Alien King.

In the present world, there are rumors that the alien king is about to be resurrected, and people must find the alien king as soon as possible.

In "Lou Yue Guo", the alien king really appeared in front of Su Mingan.

Although, the Alien King still looks like a young man, maintaining an elegant and handsome figure. It seems that he has not yet fully revived, nor does he have the powerful power to be a Alien King. But this young man's arrogance to deceive the world and his bold and presumptuous temperament made Su Ming'an understand that this man has the character and ambition to match the alien king.

If this person really wakes up and becomes the alien king, he can summon all alien species. Definitely a terrible disaster.

"You're not the Alien King yet, are you?" Su Mingan whispered. No matter how you look at it, Xiao Jingsan is now a human being, and Qianchen mirror also recognizes Xiao Jingsan's human identity.

Su Mingan also tried Xiao Jingsan's strength, up to the fifth level, even if the strength is hidden, it will not be too high. If it is really the alien king, the strength will not be so weak.

"Well, I'm not the king of alien species yet." Xiao Jingsan responded with a smile: "So this is not, did you come here specially?"

Su Mingan understood Xiao Jingsan's real intention in an instant.

—It turned out that Su Mingan himself was able to fully revive the alien king on Xiao Jingsan.

—No wonder Xiao Jingsan took great pains to lure Su Mingan to the fairy island.

Although he didn't know the reason, Su Mingan absolutely couldn't let Xiao Jingsan succeed.

"Pa, pa, pa da da da—"

Purple-black tentacles pulled on the mechanical wheel, like tall seaweeds, dragging the mechanical wheel down desperately. Su Mingan immediately turned on the [Jet Mode], white steam puffed downwards, and the entire mechanical wheel exploded with maximum horsepower, raising the height crazily.

Under Xiao Jingsan's command, the aliens frantically raised their tentacles, trying to keep Su Mingan behind. Su Mingan's field of vision was completely blocked by purple-black tentacles, and the mechanical roulette seemed to be struggling in the vine forest, swinging from side to side.

"Brother, the sinking force is too strong! The height cannot be raised!" Mo Yan cut off a few tentacles, and found that the height of the mechanical roulette did not rise at all. Tentacles pull down.

Yi Zhongyu is also constantly using talismans to blow up these tentacles, but there are too many. Xiao Jingsan had prepared for this day for too long and did not allow Su Mingan to escape.

"Brother, push me down! This roulette has been overloaded, and one less person can fly higher!" Mo Yan cut off a tentacle, turned around and shouted.

He didn't take the initiative to jump down, he was worried that his elder brother would save him and waste time, so he could only hope that his elder brother would push him down.

"..." Su Mingan held the sword of Arman, which was cut like clay, and kept cutting off the tentacles. He used a floating cannon to blow it up once, but there were too many tentacles, and the waves rose again and again. A few tentacles grazed his arm, and blood flowed out.

"Brother!" Mo Yan shouted again, as if urging Su Mingan to make a decision.

Su Mingan was silent, his eyes jumped over the tentacles, and looked at Xiao Jingsan.

"Look, what Li Mingyue said at the time was right."

Xiao Jingsan lowered his brows and eyes slightly, and the blood-stained Su Mingan was reflected in his dark pupils, his expression was somewhat sad: "Shaoqing, being locked up in a tower for bloodletting—is it your luckiest ending?"

Su Mingan didn't say anything, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Mo Yan who was about to fall, and said calmly: "I don't believe in endings, and I don't believe in 'the luckiest'."

Xiao Jingsan looked at Su Mingan, and suddenly thought of the former eldest prince Su Shaoqing.

...these two people are really alike.

Proud, burning, solemn, dedicated to the people, full of feelings of helping the world.

Holding the maid's hand, reading a book under the vermilion palace wall, with a childlike longing heart, one thought lasts for a day.

Holding the white fox, writing policies for the country and the people in front of the wax lamp, with the most sincere ideals, writing all night.

But the eldest prince doesn't know that there are not only great men and ordinary people in this world. Some ideals cannot be realized through hard work. Those who expected and wrote down by hand, all entered the ashes in the corner of the palace wall, and he also became a pile of burnt wax torches between the copper platforms.

The tears are not dry, but the person has gone.

He seemed to see the First Prince again, a more idealistic First Prince.

A hopeless idealist.

(end of this chapter)

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