He seemed to suddenly understand why Shengqi was anxious - perhaps Qinwang was not supposed to live to see the coming-of-age ceremony. Even if the coming-of-age ceremony didn't kill him, he wouldn't be able to wait until the experiment was truly over.
His body simply couldn't hold on.
“…”
Danshuang seemed silent for a while.
She seemed to want to say something to comfort him, but when she opened her mouth, nothing came out.
When Su Mingan bled and hurt his body yesterday, she did not stop him.
Because in her eyes, from her perspective, she respected such a person so much only because of his achievements, not because she really admired him. Even after Qin Wang's identity was exposed, her favorability only rose to 60, which was just above the friendly level.
There is always a scale in her heart that can measure everything in front of her, and rationality is always greater than her sensibility. In her eyes, the revolutionary army is the heaviest weight, and in her eyes, admiration can only become a weight that further increases the weight of the revolutionary army.
If letting him bleed and become weak could make the revolutionary army stronger and truly defeat the legitimate army, she would definitely not stop it and would even be very happy.
——If personal sacrifice can bring progress to everyone, then it is a matter of course.
The reason why she cares so much about Su Mingan now is simply because she doesn't want him to die and wants him to live and produce more research results.
For this reason, she didn't care at all about what Su Ming'an had said in the conference room before, such as "player" and "NPC". She didn't understand and he didn't say it, so she didn't ask.
As long as she could see that everyone was making progress in the same direction, all the details didn't matter to her.
"Oh, right." Shan Shuang suddenly remembered something: "Where is the commander-in-chief?"
Su Mingan raised his head slightly.
"I seem to have heard Chen Yang say before that he was going to destroy some monsters nearby, but it's been a day and there's still no news... I sent him a message, but he didn't seem to reply..."
"He's dead." Su Ming'an said, "Shengqi killed him."
His words were very direct, without any concealment.
This kind of death is very common in the eyes of people in this world and it is almost impossible to cause any waves.
Danshuang's eyes blinked slightly.
Her crow-feather eyelashes moved, like a pair of black butterflies trembling on the tips of flowers.
"That's it." She said, her tone was very calm: "...That's it."
Her eyes became a little dim, but she stood up soon. Her partner who had fought with her suddenly died, but she seemed not to be affected by the news at all.
Outside the tent, the army was about to set off again.
The people in this world seem to have long been accustomed to sacrificing and being sacrificed.
As long as everything is for the purpose of moving towards final victory, in their eyes, everything can be abandoned.
Companions, relatives, lovers...life has gradually become quantifiable numbers. Everyone is struggling to survive for the [future]. Because of the scarce resources and the impending danger, even ignorant children understand that survival is something that requires repeated struggles.
Some people, once they leave, may never come back.
Some partings may be a farewell forever with just a turn.
Including Danshuang herself, she has already had this realization.
Chen Yang was just one step ahead.
She didn't seem to want to talk, but she didn't cry anymore. When he turned his head and opened the curtain, Su Mingan saw the hairband swaying behind her head, as bright as a red butterfly.
…This is probably the only thing about her that is still girly.
Su Mingan stood up slowly. He felt very cold, but not to the point where he couldn't move.
He sensed Shadow's movements.
Before, he had been letting Ying move freely and kill monsters to replenish experience.
Thanks to experience sharing, his experience bar is now very close to level 2.9, and he has six career points, so his tolerance rate is very high.
As long as nothing goes wrong in the last six or seven days, there should be no problem following the original plan.
He drew aside the curtain and saw that the army had already set out. He belonged to a guard unit that was isolated from the army. He had a special elite force to protect him, and he did not have to eat and live with these soldiers who were not fully equipped.
But when he came out of the tent, he saw a figure standing under the shade of a tree next to him with a butterfly on his shoulder.
He saw Lu Shu early in the morning. He realized that Lu Shu was in this team when he was picked up by Dan Shuang, but he did not speak to Lu Shu until he returned to Goka City and until the army set off.
Lu Shu couldn't see him, and he didn't want to communicate with Lu Shu for the time being.
Because he was busy dealing with various NPCs and thinking about the overall situation, he really didn't have the energy to persuade this guy who blindly assassinated Edward before the start of the fifth world. Although he had said before that he wanted to have a good talk with Lu Shu, at least not now.
He glanced at the figure waiting under the tree, then walked past him and walked out.
…
[Lord God Space No. 23]
In the brightly lit room, curtains completely block out the outside world.
The smart man, who looked to be about thirty years old, was wearing a high-end suit, but his posture seemed a bit uninhibited, his legs spread from inside to outside, and he sat in the swivel chair of the desk with a bold gesture.
He seemed to be completely oblivious to the no-smoking sign on the wall. The cigarette butt burned freely in his hand. A little orange spark was like a gleam of light in his eyes.
Opposite him sat a man who looked to be in his forties, bald, square-faced, with straight lines, and the temperament of a high-ranking official. Judging from the age of recovery, this man was at least in his seventies or eighties. He could have used some points to grow hair, but he still kept his bald head, probably out of habit.
But facing this man who was smoking by himself, this high-ranking official looked worried.
"Still haven't found out yet?"
The man exhaled a puff of white smoke, and the silver stars on his shoulders sparkled under the bright lights of the conference room.
"Although the World Forum has restored the network system that Zhai Xing had before, and many basic websites can be used, a lot of data is still lost." The bald man looked at the man in front of him who was smoking a cigarette and had a leisurely posture, and sat up slightly with his hunched back:
"This makes it difficult for us to find out the family backgrounds of some people, including those on the list."
"Heh." The man smiled, the cigarette still burning slowly. He took the cigarette out of his mouth and uttered a clear sentence with a puff of white smoke: "So there is no result?"
"Not entirely." The bald man's eyes flashed with excitement: "Although we were unable to find those top players with strong backgrounds, we have made a big discovery."
"What?"
"Player No. 1." The bald man said in a serious tone: "We have already figured out his background - including the identities of his parents."
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