Chapter 187: "Thank you for the invitation, I just returned"
Familiar ceiling, light fragrance.
After slowly opening my eyelids, I saw white daisies blooming on the vase within my field of vision.
The emblem on the wall looked like the raised tail feathers of a phoenix, with the edges reflecting a golden glow that was somewhat dazzling.
Su Mingan slowly turned his head.
A pair of clear, glassy eyes were looking at him, with a wine-red color brewing inside and an intoxicating tranquility.
The little Lolita, who is as delicate and beautiful as a doll, sits in front of the door with her hands folded. Under her red and white lace skirt, a pair of legs covered with stockings are revealed.
Large swathes of sunlight poured in through the windows, making everything transparent. The girl bathed in it, half-lidded her eyes, as if she was melting into the light.
She looked at this side quietly, as if she had been waiting here for a long time.
"You are awake."
She smiled gently, suddenly breaking the silence.
He breathed in the scent of flowers in the air and heard her voice echoing softly in the room.
"——You look very well." She smiled, and her eyes became more vivid and clear as she looked at him: "...really very well."
Su Mingan sat up and suddenly felt a strange feeling rising in his heart.
It was like something that had troubled him for a long time completely disappeared in an instant.
When he stood up and put on his clothes, he realized that his body was no longer cold.
It was as if all the cold was completely dispelled overnight. When he saw the sparkling sky outside the window, he faced the wind and felt the intoxicating warmth similar to that of a spring breeze.
The coldness that had been entangled with him, entangled him again and again, and penetrated every corner of his body, had disappeared. He stood in front of the window with bright daylight, looking at the wasteland below where the home was being rebuilt.
The tall buildings hidden in the clouds have disappeared, and below them are people working. They are no longer carrying ceremonial tables and benches, but bricks and stones to build their homes.
He looked at the scene and realized that everything was completely over.
His memory, which was fragmented due to being drunk, was gradually recovering on its own. When he looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar scene in front of him, he finally realized clearly - today was the eleventh day.
I am no longer the ignorant self in the first round, and Hui Shuhang beside me will no longer face a desperate choice, or pull myself out of the window to escape the sacrifice of fate.
He still remembers the scene of her disintegrating like a feather before his eyes.
……it's over.
He turned sideways. Hui Shuhang did not dress him this time.
Perhaps she had already realized that Qin Wang was dead.
The moment Su Ming'an opened his eyes, Qin Wang had already entrusted everything to him, waiting for his successor to complete it.
The same goes for Apocalypse...these two victims who died before dawn together wrote such a happy ending, although in different ways and although there were still sacrifices.
"I have done everything you asked me to do." Hui Shuhang said gently.
"...Ah?" Su Mingan's mind was still a little fuzzy: "What's the matter?"
Hui Shuhang looked at him with a different look in his eyes: "You shouldn't agree to the Second Commander's request, even if she is really interested."
Su Mingan knew that she was talking about drinking.
As early as when he was forced to drink a cup of it at the high school graduation ceremony and fell down instantly, he knew that he must not touch this thing. But when he thought that this was in the world game and his attributes had been improved a lot, it should be okay to take a sip...
But I didn't expect it to fall. There was no resistance at all.
He repeatedly recalled what happened after the sacrifice ceremony yesterday. He asked Ying to help him share the malice and suppress it, and asked Hui Shuhang to arrange a room for Qingqing who was waiting outside, and then... and then...
Then it broke.
What did he do?
He glanced at the barrage.
[I was thinking that maybe one day Ming An and Lu Shu could have a good drink together... but in the end, I laughed so hard that I couldn't drink at all.]
[I seem to have found a new way to suppress the top player (amazing.jpg)]
[This trick is better than poison. I decided to keep wine as a regular item in my backpack.]
[The world line of the first player should be the most special one. I think the world lines of other live broadcast rooms will not survive the tenth day...]
[Indeed, it seems that now you can post messages related to the mission information? Is it because the plot line has ended? ]
[The big guys on the forum have analyzed that Shengqi and Hui Shuhang seem to be two fixed NPCs. No other players in the parallel world can possess them. There are also very few people who possess them. I only saw one in the top 100, but in the end he still went to the altar...]
[What did Su Mingan do yesterday? Why do I only remember drinking? ]
【……】
Su Mingan reacted.
...That's right.
He has completed the game perfectly, and both the identity mission and the storyline have been completed.
He glanced at the faction rankings. The values and rankings of the rankings were fixed, leaving only a large blood-red text [Revolutionary Army Victory] at the top, and a line of small words at the bottom:
[The current ratio of players who have joined the camp: (regular army vs. revolutionary army) 979:2809]
This refers to the number of players still alive. There are nearly 4,000 players left, so the survival rate of this instance is quite high.
However, it should also be related to the world line he is advancing.
Through the barrage, he learned that in other parallel copies, by the eleventh day, there were only less than a thousand players left.
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