The team shook their heads and left with regret.
Of course,
...The idealists who endured suffering could not wait for his light.
…
At the last moment, the three men realized the seriousness of the situation and spared his life.
After escaping, Su Mingan changed completely.
He was no longer silent or gloomy, and often had a playful smile on his face.
The audience discussed it for a long time and still had no idea why he had changed so much. In the end, they attributed it to his becoming more optimistic.
He seems to not care about anything, and even regards most things as fun. Whenever he encounters moral kidnapping, he directly says that he has no morals.
"I am free." He said with a smile on his face: "If you want to save me, I will. If you don't want to save me, don't force me to do it."
This attitude actually makes it easier for people to accept him - because saints are often rejected, and people easily think that saints are "unsociable", "hypocritical", and "unrealistic", but now such a flesh-and-blood image is more in line with human nature of selfishness and self-interest.
"I told you! This is what Player One is like!" They laughed and felt satisfied:
"That's good! Like a normal person."
"Finally he stopped pretending. He had been wearing the mask of kindness all along. Isn't that tiring? He saved so many NPCs before, but they all treated him coldly. It made me tired just watching them."
They don't know.
Su Mingan did not take off the mask, but... put on the mask.
A more "safe" mask.
The ideal in his heart will never waver. But he can no longer care about the others. He can no longer have feelings for those unimportant people. Because there will be no return, and it will easily drag him into the abyss.
He was already stepping into the mud.
Walking in the mud woven by human nature.
Malice pulled his neck and turned it into a silk thread. If he raised his head slightly to look at the light in the distance, the thread would tighten and he would feel suffocated and stinging.
He captured the three enemies.
But they were not tortured, they were simply killed.
If you want to be bad, you guys can be as bad as you want. Don't try to drag me down.
I don't care.
Apart from that final wish...I don't care about anything else.
He sat on the throne with a playful smile on his face, and no one could hear what he was thinking.
"I don't know what else to do."
"I really have tried my best."
…
Maybe evil people do thrive.
Later, he still suffered a lot of attacks because of the dark aura. For example, he was pressed into the river and his skin was cut, which was called "purification", dozens of nails pierced his body, which was called "judgment", and he was tied to a cross and burned by tens of thousands of people, which was called "witch". He watched his skin and flesh fester bit by bit...
There was hardly a clean spot on his body, not a single piece of good meat.
…But so what?
He smiled silently, still with a cynical smile on his face.
...He doesn't care.
right.
He doesn't care.
Anyway, after each copy, he would be treated and everything would be as good as new, as if he had never had any wounds.
In this way, he would think that he had never been hurt, and then continue to walk forward with a smile on his face...
To meet the next world and new evil from the people of this world.
Being excluded, being blamed, having broken bones, being burned... He looked at their ugly faces with a smile and teasing, and then gave them salvation without caring.
——I want to save you, what does it have to do with you? Do you think I care about you? No.
——My bones are broken only for my ideals, and my flesh and blood are burned only for my wishes.
In the seventh world, Noel still disappeared under the erosion of the sea monster. In the ninth world, facing Edward's difficulties, Su Mingan didn't care at all. Because he didn't let Yueyue go to the battlefield at all, there was no dead end on the third line.
After the Ninth World ended, the organizer had a secret chat with him and both sides smiled with satisfaction.
After that, he called himself——【Shadow】.
The heaviest, most terrifying and deepest "malice" caused him.
He said:
"This is the name that should be given to people who live in the shadows."
"If everyone lived in the light, it would be too tiring."
…
Su Mingan's eyes returned to darkness.
The universe is vast and the starry sky is rotating.
Two figures, one light and one shadow, walked forward step by step, following the stream of the long river of time.
Walk through the world of green mountains and green waters, walk through the magnificent blue and purple sky, walk through the burning heaven, walk through the broken city on the clouds, walk through the spring day when white birds fly.
——Until you reach the tenth world.
Their figures suddenly disappeared, as if they had collided head-on with Su Mingan himself.
Endless "possibilities" intertwined at this moment, as if billions of silk threads were piercing his body.
At this moment, Su Mingan saw countless futures that had never happened, not only his own, but also those of others.
He saw the white-haired tramp wandering between the bridge arches in a daze, with no light in his eyes.
He saw Yueyue turn the sword around and point the tip at himself.
He saw Su Luoluo laughing and jumping off a tall building in the heavy rain.
He saw Chao Yan being burned to death by flames on the cross.
He saw Xiao Jingsan covering his chest with blood flowing out of his heart.
——That is the "truth" that has not yet happened, and it is also the "falsehood" that has been abandoned by the timeline.
Then he saw Noel.
A young man with flowing blond hair walked on the covered bridge of the Floating City of White Sun. A white bird perched on his shoulder. He tilted his head slightly, and the white feathers rubbed his face softly.
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