Noel vaguely remembered the "Lighthouse Theory" that Su Mingan once mentioned.
Su Mingan proposed this theory a long time ago. Although many of its principles are still simple, some of them have been proven to be correct in world games, showing great foresight.
Noel admired Su Ming'an from the bottom of his heart. This student who had just graduated from high school had just raised his head from the sea of math and English questions and instantly changed his role and stepped onto the high stage of the world.
If nothing had happened, Su Mingan should have been just like an ordinary freshman in Longguo, participating in clubs, slacking off in public elective classes, sprinting for final exams, staying up late to catch up on deadlines, and going back and forth between the cafeteria, classroom, and library. From time to time, he would have time to go to team building, eat barbecue, or stay up all night in an internet cafe...
He should have a familiar club leader, group members to work with, a counselor who takes care of him, and even a female classmate he likes.
Noel remembered that Su Ming'an liked playing board games and script-killing games, was also interested in youth exploration clubs, and liked reading philosophy and detective novels.
If the game had not started, he should have been at a safe table, playing script-killing games with his college classmates, or even playing more horror games and independent games, editing videos, live streaming... until he became a famous up-host.
There is no life-or-death crisis, no physical pain from swords and knives, no mental torture from the hallucination of losing sanity... There will be no madness, no collapse, and no sleep problems.
...instead of playing such extremely dangerous real-life "scripted killings" like walking a tightrope on the line of collapse here, in front of the whole world, amid the expectations and accusations of many ignorant people, and under the ill intentions and watchful eyes of higher-dimensional creatures.
It's so unfair.
This world is too heavy and has sunk too deep into the quagmire. It is already difficult to be pulled out and the downward trend is almost irreversible.
Noel doesn't want to be like Su Mingan, it's too tiring. He just wants to be a free sun and illuminate the people around him.
——But how can there be a paradise in this filthy world?
He can save one, but he cannot save all.
He can save someone for a while, but he cannot save someone forever.
These principles apply not only in the copy world, but also in reality.
...There is no happy ending at all. Someone will inevitably sacrifice. This is reality, not a fairy tale.
Noel stretched out his hand, as if catching the falling sunlight.
The light outlined his slender fingers, as if kissing the palm of his hand.
…even though it had been stained with the child’s blood only an hour ago.
“Death will not let anyone go just because they are children, old people, weak people, or unwilling to accept it.” Noel murmured, “…I taught them to grow up and gave them the strength to stand up. From now on, their future can only be determined by their own abilities and luck, not by the world.”
"Once they decide to work hard for this piece of land, regardless of their identity or age——"
He turned his head and looked at Su Mingan, who was dressed in black.
His lips moved slightly, the corners of his eyes drooped, and a tired smile appeared.
“…I will satisfy them.”
“No one is an accessory.”
"I help them..." he whispered, "—become the person they aspire to be."
In moments of human crisis, morality takes a back seat.
Just like in ancient times when there was famine, it was not uncommon for people to eat their own children. In order to survive, many things could be discarded.
Children only see that Noel and others are kind to them, and know that they have to rely on their own efforts to earn points and save their loved ones, but they don’t understand the spiritual and growth price they have to pay.
It is also difficult to define whether it is good or bad for children to participate in such bloody and crazy copies.
Like a blank sheet of paper, the future of mankind decades later, these children have been tainted by filth too early, and some of them may gradually become crazy and cruel like Bonnie who burned people for fun.
The world game is something that is good at changing human nature and despising human nature.
It can make a calm person crazy, a cowardly person brave, a selfish person selfless, and a kind person cruel.
It will make people... no longer be who they were before.
Just like Su Mingan now, he is completely two different people from Su Mingan three months ago.
While Noel was speaking, Su Mingan remained silent.
He watched Noel talk quietly, watching Noel pour out his helplessness and anger that was about to burst out in an extremely calm manner.
When Noel calmed down, Su Mingan did not make any judgment on his point of view, but just said -
“…Don’t be crazy.”
Noel was stunned, his eyes moved slightly and stared at Su Mingan.
"……What?"
He spoke softly.
"Don't be crazy." Su Mingan repeated: "You...don't be crazy."
This is the most appropriate word.
Tremendous mental pressure, heavy negative emotions, despair of having no future... one negative thing after another weighs on these players on the front line, making it hard for them to breathe.
Su Mingan has gradually understood why Noel called him here today.
Noel didn't come to ask his opinion on the kids, nor was he asking for any cooperation.
…Noel was asking for help.
Complaining, confiding, erupting, venting unhappiness, and struggling.
Noel struggles between painful moral decision lines, struggling on the edge of the abyss of collapse.
Guilt, helplessness, anger, despair...
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