The choice before us doesn't seem to be completely right or wrong.
"Let's leave this choice to the person involved." Su Mingan looked at Shen Yue: "Shen Yue, what will you do after we finish the copy?"
"I am an observer who can act independently." Shen Yue said:
"I will change as the players progress through the game, and go to the next world, where I will live independently..."
"Then, Wang Xingkong." Su Mingan glanced at the skeleton on the ground, where a young man was slowly raising his head: "What's your choice?"
Wang Xingkong was still alive. Even though his skin and flesh had been distorted, he was still alive - because of the glowing core in Su Mingan's hand.
After being exposed as a "hunter", his fate is to sleep forever with the world of this copy.
If Su Mingan crushed the core, he would undoubtedly fall down along with the suddenly distraught students. Mingxi Middle School would return to eternal silence.
Wang Xingkong raised his head.
His face was covered in blood, but you could still vaguely see a smile on his face.
"I didn't expect that after failing, I could still gain eternity in this school where I'm the only one alive." Wang Xingkong looked at him: "Ming An'an... don't crush it, let me exist forever."
"Have you thought it through?" Su Ming'an looked at him. "Chen Yue will leave this world, and the rest will be students who are like zombies. This copy of the world is only as big as a school. You will be a student here forever, the only person with independent consciousness, and you will live the same life day after day forever... No one will see you, no one will know you are here, we will all move forward, and you will stay in this fake world forever... until the end of eternity."
The core in Su Mingan's hand flickered, emitting a bloody light:
"From now on, you will be Wang Han of Mingxi Middle School, not Wang Xingkong... Wang Xingkong - are you sure this is your will?"
"Yes." Wang Xingkong stretched out his bloody arm, lowered his body, and begged him like a humble believer.
"Ming An'an." He raised his head: "Isn't this how I have lived since I was a child? Elementary school, junior high school, high school, college, middle school entrance examination, college entrance examination, postgraduate entrance examination, studying, clocking in, eating... I have long been accustomed to such a monotonous life..."
"On the first day of school, you are preparing for the college entrance exam. On the first day of work, you are preparing for marriage and buying a house. On the first day of marriage, you are preparing for your children's education. Once a fixed link has a problem, people will say that 'all these years of studying were in vain' or 'look at him, what a failure in life'."
"But what is the essence of life? It's about being alive and on a journey."
“It seems like most of us have forgotten.”
"Genes represent the upper limit of our future, and social background limits our network of relationships. If there is no pie in the sky, I will never leave my poor hometown. Studying, taking exams, working, punching in, getting married, and having children... I seem to be just a 'copycat', no different from other people. Except for the occasional pleasure that makes me feel that I am still alive, the rest of the time I am just a machine and a gear."
"If my life is a game, it is a game that makes me despair - there is no plot, no exciting adventure, just boring and repetitive tasks to upgrade, the gameplay is terrible, you can see the end at a glance, and even the little surprises are designed by the programmers."
"I will never be able to get the equipment that others are born with in my lifetime."
"But now, it seems like I'm finally different from everyone else - I've become the protagonist."
The corners of his mouth stretched into a cruel smile.
This smile was like bloody paint splashed on his face, like a clown mask, full of funny flavor.
“Ha…hahahaha, hahahaha…I’ve become the protagonist. I’ve finally become the protagonist.”
His laugh was tragic, funny, and desperate.
It didn't seem like he was laughing at himself, but at the millions of people like him.
Su Ming'an looked at him quietly, with no hatred or pity in his eyes, only respect.
Wang Xingkong raised his shaking hands and said in a trembling voice:
"I am standing in the spotlight, I have become the protagonist... Please let me become the only [eternal] in this world without death."
He was once the one who most desired to be noticed.
But after completely losing everything he had, all he wanted was the false feeling of "being alive".
As a string of data, in a world forgotten by everyone, it becomes a repeated [eternity].
Then, everyone saw that when Wang Xingkong said these words, his originally normal eyes suddenly transformed into a pair of glass-bead-like eyes.
...He completely became the NPC's Wang Han, rather than the player Wang Xingkong.
He became the person he hated the most.
In a posture of begging for submission.
Su Mingan threw the core in his hand over, and Wang Han grabbed it, as if protecting a beautiful treasure.
[The team chooses to keep the core. The choice has been made and the final outcome is being calculated...]
The system prompt sounded.
“——Bang!”
At the same time, there was a deafening gunshot.
In Wang Xingkong's eyes filled with mixed joy and panic, the hope in his hand was pierced by a bullet in an instant, and then, along with the exploded flesh and blood, the core that was shining with brilliance was shattered in an instant.
“Bang!”
The core shattered, and pieces of glass fell to the ground like crystal.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
