In the upper left corner of the field of vision, a long blood-red strip had a clear number 20 written on it. It was beating like an alarm.
In the heavy rain, in front of the dark vision,
——He saw a looming figure with rabbit ears.
The live broadcast room was suddenly forcibly closed by the system.
“Cough… cough cough…”
He actually started coughing.
He stretched out his hand, grasped the sword, and slowly propped up his gradually losing sensation body, dragging it forward with great effort like dragging a sack.
The temperature was dropping bit by bit, and a feeling of dizziness gradually began to dominate his body.
It seemed as if an invisible force had begun to tear at his heart and lungs and to crush his brains.
...Low san value turns out to be so painful.
Those players who were about to go crazy and on the verge of success...it turns out they were also in so much pain.
The phantom pain tortured his nerves, and it seemed that with every step he took, the nerves, muscles, and blood vessels were almost about to burst.
It was like a pair of large hands were pulling tightly at a rope made of flesh, torturing and twisting it constantly.
He could hear the bloody cries coming from every corner of the body.
He moved forward slowly, dragging his body closer to the figure.
The rabbit-eared figure watched the scene silently until he got closer and closer to Him.
With a "plop", he let go of his hands and fell into the puddle.
All his strength disappeared in an instant and he could hardly see.
The cold water flowed over his ears, he gasped and actually began to laugh.
…and He suddenly spoke at this moment:
"——Player One."
His voice rumbled like thunder, instantly drowning out the strange whispers that came and went in his ears.
He seemed to be able to hear his own laughter, a light, panting laughter, so quiet that he could hardly hear it.
"——Your wish seems to be different from what you promised us at the beginning." He said.
"Oh, yes," he began.
When he opened his mouth, a large wave of rain water poured into his mouth, choking him and causing him to cough violently several times.
“Cough, cough, cough, cough… cough, cough…”
The cough was muffled by the rain, and he touched his chin and felt a warm spot.
The warmth dripped down the palm of his hand, with a hint of rust and stickiness.
From beginning to end, the rabbit-eared figure stood there quietly, motionless, like a god in the sky watching the struggling ants.
The ant, pressed down by the heavy rain, raised its chin and stretched out its hand as if to challenge the gods:
"Then tell me, Boss Rabbit." As he spoke, the smile on his face grew wider and wider: "-- Can it be realized? I mean, the possibility of [redeeming Zhai Xing] - even if I have deceived you before."
The sound of rain was getting louder.
The sound of "crackling" continued, and the cold raindrops hit his face.
He opened his dark vision, looked at the place where Boss Rabbit had stood, and spoke in a voice as decisive as a knife.
Like mortals are starting a war against the gods.
The bunny-eared figure said nothing.
He stood quietly where he was, his figure as steady and heavy as a mountain.
Su Mingan opened his eyes.
The surging emotions that had been accumulated for a long time now erupted from the gray matter folds of the cerebral cortex like magma, almost filling his cranial cavity.
“…Is that okay? Answer me. Answer me in the name of the organizer.”
He roared almost resolutely.
The rain poured into his ears and nasal cavity, he coughed, and his eyes were full of bloodshot.
He was watching him.
Like gods watching struggling humans, like humans watching sheep in the rain.
[…It turns out that the fallen sheep also tried to stand up. ]
"…On behalf of the organizer, I will answer you."
When he spoke again, his words were mixed with sarcasm and coldness, but they sounded like the final word:
"Can."
Su Mingan laughed.
As he laughed, his whole body was shaking violently. The rain flowed down his cheeks and poured into his mouth. He laughed so hard that he felt like he was choking to death.
The pain that lingered around him like moisture became more and more obvious, but he seemed not to feel it. He laughed wildly, and his laughter was particularly bright, like a child who saw a sunny day in the rainy season.
“Ha, hahahaha…hahahaha…”
The emotions in his heart erupted like a volcano and surged like a flood, and a gray, sky-like vision spun before his eyes.
He smiled as more rain pressed down on him, like ink melting into the water.
…and in his opinion, everything was fine.
Boss Rabbit looked at him quietly, until he gradually stopped laughing.
"Are you tired?"
"It's a bit tiring to laugh." Su Mingan said.
“But now you have failed.” He said:
"Besides, the world you want to save doesn't seem to have much value."
"Yes." Su Mingan smiled: "... Isn't this Mo Yan?"
After receiving a positive answer, his smile at this moment was as pure and bright as that of a newborn baby.
"I'm here to provide you with opportunities." Boss Rabbit suddenly said, "--Although you have failed here and lost all chances of a perfect clearance. However, as long as you become a special NPC, I can give you extra room for advancement--you can gradually become a great being like us."
"Like Mizushima Kawaharu?"
"You'll be a thousand times better than she is."
Su Mingan laughed: "...What if I refuse?"
"Do you need me to provide you with a video of Edron and his men preparing explosives after the end of the Third World?" Boss Rabbit's voice was also a little teasing: "Humans' mentality and behavior of kicking those in high positions who have fallen will always be my perfect seasoning - you should have thought about the consequences of your failure, just like now."
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