Chapter 162 "Singing at My Grave"



The air seemed to quiet down all of a sudden.

The player's smile was still frozen on his face, his hands hanging in the air, and the scene was very awkward for a moment.

Finally, Su Mingan's laughter broke the silence.

"Do you still want to take me back now?" he asked.

"..." Chen Yang's pressure had completely disappeared. He looked at Su Ming'an. Even though their favorability was clearly "standing together through thick and thin", his tone was still full of sarcasm: "You ran away from the regular army and got rid of Hui Shuhang, wasn't it just to find us?"

"Indeed." Su Mingan nodded.

"I've said it before... Shengqi is unreliable. He has wanted to kill you for a long time, but you refused to go with us and stayed in your lab waiting for him to kill you..." Chen Yang's eyes were as sharp as knives, as if he was mocking Su Mingan's previous behavior: "There are still four days before the coming-of-age ceremony. There's still time. Since you are here now, I will definitely take you away and won't let you go back to die."

"...I have always wondered why Shengqi was unwilling to wait a few more days. The experiment was almost completed, but he insisted on letting me die on the day of my coming-of-age ceremony..." Su Ming'an said, and suddenly saw the figures of those players who seemed to want to slip away.

Chen Yang also noticed his gaze. He slightly nodded the black umbrella in his hand, and those players were frozen in place as if they were under a spell, unable to move.

He wanted to go a step further and kill all five of them, but Su Mingan raised his hand to stop him.

A leader among the five people looked at this scene and his eyes lit up.

"Number one player, number one player!" This tall and thin young man with an Asian face begged for mercy very cordially. He couldn't move his body, but his eyes rolled around: "You won't kill us, will you? We are all high-end players with a combat power of 500 to 600. We can also be ranked in the top thousands or tens of thousands in the world. We have a lot of points. If you kill us, all our points will be cleared!"

"Yes, the first player." A short girl next to him immediately said, "And once we die, our strength will be wiped out... everything before will be in vain. If you let us go, we can still earn points - we are all doing this for all mankind, right?"

Su Mingan didn't laugh, but the comments did:

[Just now you were shouting for war and killing, but now you can actually say this...]

[I am an old moralist, but this double standard is a bit sudden. 】

[How can you say that? This is too shameless...]

【“Those who are favored are fearless”, maybe they think they are very important? 】

[In the non-competitive world, people kill each other. In this faction competitive world, you encourage people not to kill each other? What are you thinking?]

[Uh... we are worthless and have no right to say this. I am still lying in the bookstore watching the live broadcast...]

【……】

The comments were clear, and Su Mingan was too lazy to preach to this group of people.

He drew the dagger he was wearing and cut their throats while they were immobilized.

Since he cut the fruits one by one, his movements were slow, giving the people behind him time to react.

After seeing their companions suddenly bleed from their throats and die so miserably in front of hundreds of millions of people, the people behind them became afraid.

“You—what kind of number one player are you!” The petite girl who was ranked fifth suddenly screamed. When she was excited, the freckles on her face looked like twisting black bugs: “You have no tolerance at all, and you are so cruel to your human companions—”

Her voice was hoarse and sharp, revealing a strong sense of despair.

"Besides, since you are the number one player, you can't just look at us because we are all Dragon Country people..."

“Swish!”

The blood from the throat of the person next to her splashed into the sky. She opened her eyes, her body shaking unconsciously. She only saw a bloody piece sliding down from the corner of her eye, with a strong smell of blood.

"Sometimes, I wonder why it is always guys like you who appear in front of me." Su Mingan shook the blood off the dagger and approached the fourth person.

The fourth person was a tall black man. He remained silent at this time, accepting the situation of being a loser. He did not cry or beg for mercy like the first three people.

"You're right, Player One." At this time, the black man spoke, his voice was low but firm: "...You're right, we chose the wrong path in this dungeon."

Su Mingan cut his throat.

He walked towards the smaller girl.

"You, you...Okay, wait! Su Mingan!" The little girl seemed to have something to say for a long time: "I know you on Zhai Xing!"

Su Mingan paused slightly.

"——I used to be in the same high school as you! You were in Class 1 and I was in Class 13. I saw you when you were giving a speech under the national flag. We also took physical education classes together. I wonder if you remember..." The short girl said hurriedly: "Although I know you definitely don't remember, but..."

"But what?"

The petite girl pursed her lips. Facing the dagger that had killed three of her companions, her voice trembled:

"...Please, let me go this time, just this once, I beg you, I really don't want to be drained of my strength...

Teacher Zhu and the others praised you for being a good student. If the teachers were watching the live broadcast, they wouldn’t want you to become like this…”

Her eyes flickered, tears welled up in an instant: "Please spare me this time, okay? My classmates are watching the live broadcast, and I don't want anyone to see me getting my throat cut..."

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