"The current world game score situation has been finalized. I won't force you to become adventure players. A hasty change may not necessarily have a good result, so it depends on your willpower and willingness."

"After going through the two originals, Aqto and Su Wensheng, you should have understood my true nature. I admit that my ideas are consistent with theirs, and I am willing to be your beacon - so if you feel scared, just look at me, I'm in front of you."

"In addition, for the sake of the final wish, I hope you will do your best to cooperate with my actions. I don't believe that you will have worse willpower than the people in the Old World, nor do I believe that you will let the Savior die at the hands of humans themselves like those in the Ruined World. Tell me, will you——"

He held out the receiver.

The world was silent for a moment, and the next moment, there was an overwhelming shout:

"--Won't!!!"

“——Although we are not as good as Shan Changge, we will never fall behind!”

"——After reading the stories of the World of Ruins and the Old World, I believe you are Asa Akto of Zhai Xing. Su Mingan!!"

With one sound, all beings are in harmony.

Before the beginning of the Ninth World, Su Mingan would never have thought that he would have such a great appeal.

Or maybe, he was standing too high, so people could only look up at him and hold him up tightly, not daring to imagine the scene of him falling.

Even if he said that the joint group was no longer needed, I'm afraid countless people would respond.

However, he would not do that. Although there were some rotten parts in the United Corps, most people did think for the collective. If he was the only voice left in the world, if he fell to his death or disappeared one day, civilization would be in tatters.

He is a leader, not a dictator. He is a beacon, not a god.

"Finally, let me clarify two things."

Su Mingan raised two fingers with a serious expression.

Everyone pricked up their ears and listened carefully.

The first player has suffered too many misunderstandings. Now, what will he say?

A correction of the lighthouse concept? A criticism of Edward and others? Or a questioning of the organizers?

"First thing," Su Mingan said, "I don't like white hair."

The world is silent.

People's mouths opened wide.

The Boss Rabbit's ears drooped limply, and its eyes looked a little pitiful.

The scene was very quiet in the unbearable silence.

People who had just dyed their hair white had expressions of disbelief on their faces, as if they had heard something out of the blue.

Before any noise could be heard, Su Mingan quickly raised his second finger.

"second."

“Noel Akinni is my dear friend.”

"He is the second player on the list, and the second largest contributor to the human points progress bar. If there is a problem, I will be alert. But you - are not suitable to question the heroes at the top of the list. You can't and shouldn't - question the heroes and let the adventurous players down."

"Some of you can shrink, hide, and avoid bloodshed. But you shouldn't do something that is no different from the siege of Akto, hiding behind and pointing fingers."

"To use a phrase from the past—"

He put down his hands and lowered his head slightly.

The remarks questioning and insulting Noel on the forum are still fresh in my mind.

"If the sky is dark, survive in the dark."

"If making a sound is dangerous, then keep silent. If you feel you are powerless to shine, then hide in the corner."

"[Don't mock those who are braver and more enthusiastic than you...]"

He thought back to the beginning of the World Game. At that time, people looked at him with more suspicion than trust, and more doubt than admiration. It was completely the opposite of now.

He thought again of the experience with his clone - just that wisp of darkness could make him have such a horrible and tragic possibility.

But was it really caused by the dark aura?

The human heart is more terrifying than the breath of darkness, and it can also cause a person to fall into the abyss under the condemnation of thousands of people.

What made the shadow a shadow was not the three people in the tent, but the shadows hiding behind the live broadcast room, laughing and pointing.

He was silent for three seconds, and under the gaze of everyone and the spotlight, he concluded softly:

"[You can be as humble as dust],"

“…[Do not twist like a maggot].”

People regard him as Zhai Xing's "Asa Akto".

But why did "Asa Ak-To" die at the hands of humans?

…

Night, nine o'clock.

The Ferris wheel glowed with colorful light and the laughter of children could be heard.

The smell of delicious food wafts through the air, and the streets are filled with festive songs. In the carnival atmosphere of the half-year celebration, everyone is releasing the depression accumulated over the past six months.

Various cosplayers dressed as the top players appeared, and even "Dongxue", "Xiber", "Beilisel", "Su Shaoqing" and others gathered together. It seemed as if everything was still in a dream.

Su Mingan squatted down, wiped away the mud next to the carousel, and saw a [Memory Fragment].

Since the [Memory Fragments] were scattered everywhere, the teammates were acting separately. The Lord God World was too big, and Su Mingan wandered around for a long time, from the lake in the suburbs to the amusement park, before he finally picked up a memory fragment.

Whose memory would this be?

He had no interest in snooping into other people's memories, but this was related to the combat power of the 11th World.

He touched the shard.

…

[Please note. Memory fragments are created by the world game. When you enter the memory fragments of others, to some extent, you may be able to change the cause and effect of the past.]

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