【Siber, promise me.】
…
【From now on, you are...】
The sounds became more and more complicated.
He gradually couldn't hear clearly.
…
All kinds of sounds blew past his ears like invisible wind.
Among these voices, there were male and female voices, young and old, some were shouting, some were speaking harshly, and some were silently shedding tears.
They merged into a torrent that meandered before his eyes.
at last,
It was as if someone was crying in a hysterical and distorted voice.
“Ahhh——!”
"ah--"
The sound was like a broken gong, and as mournful as the cry of blood.
“Ahh—”
"ah……"
…
He felt like he was watching a silent movie whose meaning he had no idea of. Things kept happening one after another, but he had stopped thinking because of the alienation.
It was just these images that kept pouring into his brain, which had stopped thinking, through his numb eyes, and were thus engraved in his memory.
Like a puppet being controlled, his mind was hazy for a long time and he almost forgot who he was.
He only vaguely remembered that during this period, there seemed to be a figure with a mantis on its shoulder, pouncing towards him, and then being swallowed by blood.
And he just watched.
Having been alienated, he just stared with his eyes open numbly, unable to move.
Someone beside him whispered:
"……it's over."
And he could only remain silent.
Outside the live broadcast room, the audience watched this scene in despair. They believed that the number one player would never be able to return to being the number one player he was before.
The first player has become a puppet of the NPC.
He permanently lost his mind in the copy, he was alienated, and he stopped at the pinnacle of competition in the Eighth World. It was a sad ending.
And Noel, the only one who knew the solution to the problem, had been killed early by the tentacles and could no longer help him go back and change everything.
…
An hour after Su Ming'an lost consciousness, a piece of broken white fragments suddenly began to twist in his heart.
"Adventurer, look, our world is very sad, isn't it?" In front of him, the white-haired woman who controlled the tentacles to engulf the world was talking to him.
She got no response, but she didn't care.
She touched the bright red cursed fire flower on her head, tucked the somewhat loose flower into her hair, and then turned her head back slowly.
She saw a white square solid object bulging out from the fabric of his chest.
She smelled gunpowder, her expression changed drastically, and she was about to pounce on him immediately.
"boom--!"
The explosion happened suddenly.
Su Mingan's body was torn into pieces by the explosion. The suddenly formed explosive exploded, directly tearing his heart apart from his chest and abdomen.
The bomb that Mikaela had frozen in time finally exploded as expected one hour after he lost consciousness, helping him to return to the game in time.
The white-haired woman looked at the scene in shock. She rushed over and burst into tears as she looked at his shattered body.
At this moment, when he was on the verge of death, a flash of clarity passed through Su Mingan's sluggish mind.
All the scenes after his alienation began to replay in his mind.
He remembered what was going to happen next, most of it.
Death returns.
He opened his eyes again.
In the sky, there are several players coming to investigate. At this time, the world mission to destroy the evil god has just been released.
"Evil God! Today is the day of your destruction—"
In the sky, Mizushima Kawashima, holding a blazing white sword, shouted loudly, his voice like thunder.
The wind on the rooftop of Shibao was a bit strong, and it blew up Su Mingan's sweaty hair.
Beside him, the tentacles lay quietly, and the strange heartbeat sound had not yet appeared.
...is back.
He stretched out his hand, and it seemed as if he could still see the alienated fluid substance covering his entire body. In the previous round, he seemed to have become an unconscious corpse, a stone statue deprived of the ability to think. The alienated pain that lasted for a full hour was particularly clear at this moment.
"——Su Ming'an, why are you standing in the tentacles... So that's how it is. Are you the evil god this time? Are all these abnormalities caused by you?" Mizushima Kawaiso locked onto him standing on the rooftop of the stone fortress at a glance.
Su Mingan turned a deaf ear to her words. He just lowered his head and looked at his hands, which were as good as new, as if he was looking at some precious treasure.
In the previous round, he was alienated and watched them turn into black slime bit by bit, inch by inch. His melted fingers mixed with the chaotic substances on his body. At that time, he could not control his fingers, could not control his palms, could not speak, could not move... It was like he was trapped in the shell of his body, and everything in his eyes became bizarre.
The endless fear made his whole body tremble even now, his eyeballs moved stiffly, and for a moment, he had a self-destructive desire to tear his chest apart.
...Just to curb this fear that has continued to this point.
In the past, he could use his body and emotions to do anything that could advance the game. As time went on, he no longer saw himself as a full person, but more like a detachable prop to achieve his goals. He could detach his ability to express himself, his ability to spread emotions, his feelings about things and people, his thinking, beliefs and philosophy, his tolerance for pain, his emotional feedback, his basic logical reasoning, and his ability to empathize.
...in this way, you can become a qualified "first player".
Because he is fully aware of his inherent deficiencies and lack of ability, he needs to do these "splittings".
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