Chapter 207 Chapter 205 "I didn't expect you would become Wang Xingkong"
"Why not?" Su Mingan asked back: "If this can better achieve the ultimate goal, why take a long detour?"
"I see." Noel smiled: "So that's what you think."
He moved his fingers slightly and opened the human self-rescue meeting that was being held.
The live broadcast interface was extremely hot, and the barrage of comments was like snowflakes, almost impossible to see clearly.
"Now seems to be the key moment of the topic." He said: "I feel that you still seem to have concerns about me. Watch the live broadcast with me and then talk."
Su Mingan dropped his gaze.
He never opened the live broadcast interface during his breaks.
Although players can start live streaming even during the break, he naturally never paid attention to it because there were no points rewards.
During the break, not only adventurers can open the live broadcast room, but also casual players can broadcast live. They broadcast forging, potion configuration, milk tea making, learning, eating, drawing, playing online games... They even broadcast pure chatting and coaxing to sleep.
If some adventure players have nothing to do, they will also turn on the live broadcast. Some of them turn on the live broadcast just to chat. For example, Iris used to turn on the live broadcast during the three-day break to chat and interact with the audience.
At this moment, Su Mingan saw that the most popular live broadcast room on the live broadcast interface was still going on.
In the picture, a group of people were arguing fiercely, while a young man in a white suit was sitting quietly at one end of the round table, smiling gently and harmlessly.
Noel held her chin with her hand, her long eyelashes flickering against the transparent screen: "'Destiny'. I've heard this song before, and it's a very good song. But it has never touched me like Ming played it."
"In the face of crisis and impending destruction, people will be more moved by this kind of music that can resonate with them," said Su Ming'an.
"Are you the same type as Ming? If you were to play this piece of music..." Noel looked at him and said, "I can tell that the person who plays this piece of music loves this world very much."
"I haven't played the piano for a long time, and I can't play with this feeling." Su Mingan shook his head.
The screen was filled with comments like a torrent:
【! !god! 】
[I thought it was some world-class pianist who came to the scene, but it turned out to be a hot man! ]
[…Is there really something he doesn’t know? This, this…]
[Is it a clone? I don't think he would come to this kind of meeting. Wasn't there news before that Su Mingan and Nuoer went to meet? ]
[Humans are holding a self-rescue meeting, but the first player does not attend in person, but only sends an avatar... What does he mean? ]
[Three loyal followers, the overly high favorability of NPCs, the constant favor of Boss Rabbit, and all kinds of strange actions and overly predictable thoughts, I think this person is really suspicious. ]
[But he played really well, it really brought tears to my eyes. I think maybe we misjudged him before. Can we give him a little trust...? ]
【……】
There were exclamations and doubts in the comments, but the core of their discussion was Su Mingan.
Even though Ming had been sitting down for quite a while, people's topics had not changed, as if they had turned the United Group's live broadcast room into a super topic exclusively for the first players.
Su Mingan has always been a hot topic, and his every move affects people's hearts and minds, even in occasions like this.
Compared with the barrage of comments flowing by, a discussion is taking place in the screen that seems somewhat out of place.
It is marked at the top of the live broadcast room.
The topic is:
[Everyone here, why do you think the organizers want to hold such a game? 】
The first speaker was Donald from Ireland.
"For the game." Donald said so seriously.
There were a few laughs from below, and Donald's brows furrowed even more.
"——For the sake of a game, why do you find it ridiculous?" He slapped his hand on the table:
“Games are a behavior that exists to satisfy spiritual needs, based on the satisfaction of material needs.
It is an inevitable requirement for the development of a civilized society, represents a rich spiritual world, and is an indispensable spiritual need.
As early as the late Cambrian period when cephalopods appeared, there were creatures that played with stones and shells.
Large hunters will also play with their prey as a toy before letting it die.
It is a spiritual release, a release from the shackles of the flesh, a free dance of the living soul, and a carnival that consumes excess energy.
Even animals, which seem to be at a lower level than us, need games.
So, what makes you think that aliens who are higher than us, or even higher-dimensional beings, can't play games?"
"drop--"
"Then why can't it be an experiment?" Sopel, the arms dealer with a mouthful of gold teeth, stood up with a smile:
"Just like human sociologists or biologists, in order to conduct certain research, they will deliberately group humans as observation subjects, or stimulate animals such as ants to make them perform various behaviors.
Donald, you cannot compare yourself with higher-dimensional creatures. Moreover, you are a person who agrees with "Hobbesian culture", and I cannot resonate with your point of view at all.
Just like the little people on paper cannot imagine our existence, we in a lower dimension cannot imagine the existence and thinking of higher-dimensional creatures. "
Donald frowned: "How ridiculous, why do you think so highly of the organizer?
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