Su Mingan's consciousness was a little fuzzy.

With a soft "ding" sound, he felt a numbness in his temple. The huge amount of data suddenly began to impact his brain like a falling waterfall, and a cold electric current flowed from his head to his limbs.

He felt familiar with this death-like feeling, and even had a sense of homely warmth.

Sorrow, despair, anger...it was as if all the negative emotions in the world came at him at once, tangled together like tangled threads.

“Cough, cough, cough, cough——!”

Su Mingan suddenly opened his eyes, cold sweat breaking out on his back.

His limbs were still tied to the bed, and only his head could be turned with difficulty.

He could hardly describe the resonance he had just felt - despair for the future, deep loneliness, inescapable bondage...all kinds of negative human emotions weighed heavily on him like cumulonimbus clouds.

He felt the touch of cloth on his chest, as if someone had put a coat on his trembling body.

"The first resonance is over. Is it cold?"

A voice came to my ear.

Su Mingan turned his head and quickly calmed down, but his breathing was still rapid.

A black-haired young man sat beside the bed, his dark grey eyes seemed to be stained with a faint flame, and he was wearing a silver-grey vest. Redundant data flowed around him, like a cluster of white flowers surrounding him.

——Asa Akto has the quality of making everything around him gentle and beautiful. Even inorganic data streams are like flowers around him.

"Are you cold?" Akto asked again, his deep eyes seemed to be shining with sunlight.

Seeing this man, Su Mingan almost thought that the original Dr. Akto had returned. In his impression, the original Dr. Akto was such a calm, gentle scholar with great love in his heart.

But the faint red in Akto's eyes reminded him that this was that cub god.

"What did you just do?" Su Mingan said.

"Synchronize, resonate, and improve your acceptance of me. Don't worry, I will proceed step by step. Each resonance will only last for a short while and will not damage your brain. If I can invade your body, it will be far more interesting to me than invading the ruins world." Actor said: "This is the first time, and we still have a long time."

"Invade me and you will regret it." Su Mingan said.

"That won't happen." Actor said, "First Player... If I can lead one billion of your people, it will be ten times more interesting than leading one hundred million people in the ruins world."

Su Mingan's breathing slowed down slightly.

He seemed to... understand what God's ultimate goal was.

"So you want to... become a player?"

"What if I promise that I can help you clear all the levels perfectly in the future?" The god seemed to know the world game very well: "Can you give me your body? Look, you are so tired and suffering..."

"Impossible." Su Mingan rejected immediately. He knew that the gods were powerful, but how could he believe the words of the invaders?

"If you want to become a player, I have another way." Su Mingan said.

"I know you have the skills to be in power." The god said, "But what I want is for you to be the number one player, not a marginal person like Su Lin."

"Being the No. 1 player is not an interesting identity." Su Mingan said.

Whoever takes a fancy to this position will be unlucky. Whoever gets close to it will be even more unlucky. Whoever inevitably sits on it will simply be unlucky for the rest of his life.

Just looking at the audience who are still laughing in the live broadcast room, you can tell that these audiences are much worse than the humans in the ruins world. Few people respect the so-called top players like they respect Aktor. Star chasing, comparison, publishing books, illness, crazy Thursday, forbidden code and other entertainment phenomena are common.

"Hmm..." The god was silent for a while and avoided the subject.

"You are very wary of me. Is it because I didn't treat you well enough?" The god stopped talking about the 'first player' and turned to the door and said, "Xiao Ke, bring me a glass of strawberry juice."

Su Mingan turned his head and finally saw the whole picture of the house. There was an old-fashioned calendar hanging on the wall, and there was an old-fashioned phonograph not far from the door. The faint smell of pine resin floated in the air, revealing a delicate retro style.

There are many glass cabinets on the wall, which contain the red capes and team emblems of the Beacon Shelter, and even the mechanical design drawings drawn by Su Mingan himself over the past forty years. It makes people feel like they have returned to that long period of history.

A blonde woman came in with a glass of strawberry juice in her hand. Akto took the glass and handed it to Su Mingan.

Su Mingan didn't move.

"Oh, sorry, I forgot you can't move." Actor said, "I'll get a spoon to help you..."

"No, I don't like strawberry juice."

"Really?" Actor said regretfully, "I only found out at the dinner that you don't drink either. So I went to the plantation in the City of Gods to get some strawberries, hoping to give you something else to drink."

...Su Mingan remembered that Lin Guang had said that many strawberries were planted in the City of Gods. In the end, all these strawberries were taken away by the gods.

Actor put the cup aside and suddenly said, "Do you think the soul will age? If a person spends a long time in a world and is disabled for a long time, when he returns to his body, will he forget how to breathe and how to stand?"

"I don't know." Su Mingan said.

Actor pondered for a moment, the firelight dancing in his eyes, emitting a layer of honey-like color:

"There is a scientific theory that humans cannot live forever. No matter if they are transformed into immortal machines or their internal organs can be replaced without aging, they will eventually die. This is because their thoughts have a 'lifespan'. When the lifespan of their thoughts is exhausted, no matter how many years their physical body has left, their souls will completely perish.

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