【Su Mingan (06:29): Lu Shu, Noel, please reply to this message. 】
…
With a "click", Su Mingan completed replenishing the ammunition of the wheelchair.
An hour had passed since he sent the message, and there was still no movement from Lu Shu and Noel.
…
【Lu (7:56): Lu Shu was also invaded? This invasion mechanism is a bit too unreasonable. 】
[Yamada-cho (7:56): Should I not ridicule him for roasting sweet potatoes? Will he lose his temper and be taken advantage of... Shubao, Nobao, come back soon. I'll treat you to tropical iced tea, okay?]
[Luna (7:57): I don’t know what’s going on in other parallel copies. If this disease cannot be cured, we will lose many compatriots.]
…
Su Mingan stretched out his right hand, and above his wrist, a blond and blue-eyed male figure appeared.
Since Xike went into hibernation, he replaced it with a new AI named "Yeya".
[Hello, Doctor. I am Yeya. From today on, I will serve you as your personal AI.] Yeya smiled perfectly.
[I have mastered all the information left by my predecessor "Xi Ke". As for the reason why the laboratory time is repeated, only the Dawn System should know. ]
"Dawn System..." Su Mingan said.
The Dawn system should also be the same as Xi Ke, spanning the two timelines of 72 years (Central City Laboratory) and 102 years (Measurement City).
——Liming and Xike, these two have been working together to deceive him.
He didn't know whether to believe Liming or Xike before, it turned out that the two had been in cahoots with each other for a long time.
"snort……"
Su Mingan left the laboratory and returned to the Measurement City in 102. He drove his wheelchair high in the sky searching for Lu Shu.
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[World of the Lord]
"Draw a circle... Well, here is the head, here is the butterfly..."
On the main street of the ancient town, Lin Yin was lying next to a teahouse, drawing sugar figures on a whiteboard in his hand.
The golden syrup gradually took shape. She took one look at the sugar figure that looked like neither human nor ghost and threw away the stick in anger.
"It's so difficult to draw!" she gritted her teeth.
She had given up the idea of buying Lu Shu candy figures on the street and wanted to learn to draw them herself. However, her painting skills were poor and her techniques were distorted, and what she drew was uglier than Lu Shu.
"Damn it, why can't I draw, why can't I draw--!" She was so angry that she pounded the table. With a "click", the whole table was broken into two halves by the strange force.
When casual players passing by on the street saw this, they all moved three feet away.
The gap between adventurous players and casual players is getting bigger and bigger. There have been scenes such as "the number one player single-handedly fighting against missiles" and "the number one player single-handedly slaughtering thousands of mechanical soldiers". The scene of artillery fire washing the ground is too horrifying and shocked people greatly.
——Have adventure players become this powerful?
——It’s only been four months, and the No. 1 player can already slaughter the legion. So when the game ends in one year, will they only become the slaughtered?
Seeing this, many people decided to start their next life. But many more people were so desperate that they saw the reality clearly - it seemed too late for them.
Just talking about the Ninth World, the combat power of a single mechanical army is between 200-1000. They act as a team, and killing one will attract a group. Even if the player follows Edward's resistance and chooses to massacre the relatively weak residents, he will eventually be captured and executed.
This is a vicious cycle. The boss-level combat power of the first world has become a small monster that can be seen everywhere in the ninth world.
One third of the world game process has passed, the classes have become almost fixed, and it is difficult to change identities.
Many people even wailed on the forum, saying that "powerful players should help weak players, otherwise weak players will have no place to stand." Some even pointed the finger at the United Group, saying "Isn't your purpose for the survival of the vast majority of people? Now that the top players are strong enough to massacre the Legion, how are you going to protect our lives?"
“…”
Lin Yin closed his eyes.
She had long known that the world was in chaos. Desire, kindness, malice, jealousy, tyranny, madness... all these things were stuffed into the world all at once, turning the orderly world into a mess.
Some ordinary people show nobility, while some self-proclaimed righteous people behave hypocritically and ugly. Good people can become greedy villains, and criminals can become good people who do good deeds.
"That's terrible," she murmured.
If she didn't know Lu Shu, Su Mingan and others, and knew that not all the players at the top of the list were bad people, she would probably be feeling extremely panicked like these people.
She cleaned up the table and walked back under people's frightened gazes, but she heard a "click" sound.
This is the reminder sound of the server-wide live broadcast. If a player pays enough points, he can initiate this server-wide live broadcast and transmit the sound to everyone's ears.
A Western man was shown on the live broadcast screen hanging on the street. He was wearing a neat suit and his hair was neatly styled with hairspray.
At the bottom of the picture, there is a line of small words representing his name [Blair Dion].
He smiled at everyone who looked at him:
"Everyone, I have learned a truth that I can tell you."
“You can choose to believe this truth or not. Of course, after this, everyone will believe this truth more and more - because it is true.”
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