Su Mingan's gaze froze.
His finger was on the trigger of the Glory Hunter, but he was hesitant to pull it.
...Lin Guang said, Lu Shu is dead?
His vision was a little blurry.
Lu Shu is a "follower". Although all the mechanisms are similar to those of players, he is not sure whether Lu Shu can be resurrected like players if he dies in the dungeon.
...What if Lu Shu is really dead?
...What if followers really can't be resurrected?
"I'll ask again." Su Ming'an said, "Lin Guang, are you Lu Shu? Don't hide it from me, and don't lie to me. Even if there is a mission that requires you to conceal your identity to help me, just tell me directly. I don't need this kind of help."
Given Lu Shu's experience in disguising himself as a man in black robes in the Dome of the Eighth World, he had to confirm this.
Upon hearing this, Lin Guang looked at him with a pale face, as if all his vitality had been drained away.
His face showed a variety of complex emotions: confusion, sadness, tension, anger... and finally turned into confusion.
"Do you hope that I am Lin Guang or Lu Shu?" he asked in the end.
"Of course I hope you are Lu..." Su Mingan paused: "It doesn't matter."
Of course he hoped that the person in front of him was Lu Shu.
If it was Lu Shu, at least it meant that Lu Shu was still alive, but had become a moron. If it was Lin Guang... then Lu Shu was already dead.
He also thought of a possibility - maybe, in Kaiusta, Lu Shu and the other players returned to a different time.
They went back to 42 years after the disaster, but Lu Shu went back to 12 years, 2002 years, or even earlier? Lu Shu found that he was the only one who went back to 2002 years. In order to achieve his long-cherished goal, he made plans, joined the villains, and became a high-ranking official, which is why he became Lin Guang...
"Lewis——!" Lin Guang stared at Su Ming'an's eyes, realized what he was thinking, and suddenly roared:
"You are so proud—so proud—too proud!"
His eyes were red with anger:
"——Do you still think that people like me are simulated in a dungeon? I am a living person, Lewis! Do you still think that only players like Lu Shu are real, and I cannot be an equal? Only players are human, and we are just tools——You have never considered me a friend, and you only pretend to be nice to me because I am useful. If I were not like Lu Shu, you would not be so patient with me..."
A rumbling sound of impact was heard.
When Lin Guang got angry, the whole building seemed to be shaking. The bloody hose behind him trembled wildly, making a harsh metallic collision sound.
Su Mingan watched the scene coldly, his finger still on the trigger.
It would be a tragedy if Lu Shu became like this.
He suddenly missed the tea that Lu Shu had brewed. The green tea leaves floated on the tea, and the porcelain white cup surface exuded an ancient and elegant vitality. The tea was fragrant and refreshing, which was unforgettable.
He thought of Lu Shu who wore Hanfu in daily life, Lu Shu who wore a fox mask during the Chinese New Year, and Lu Shu who was usually silent but tried his best to help him...
Everything was normal a few days ago, but since the opening of Kaiusta... Noel is missing and cannot enter the tower. Lu Shu is even reported dead?
Who else will he lose?
Who else can he keep?
[Madness is the theme of human beings, we cannot stop ourselves from going crazy] - But if everyone loses themselves, how should he face this pervasive madness and [lack] alone?
"Lin Guang," he said, "Look at the way you treat me. Are you making friends with me as an equal? You are just carefully catching a bird to be kept. Once I resist, you will clip my wings and kill everyone around me to keep me. Are you worthy of being called an 'equal' to me? How dare you be angry with me?"
Lin Guang was stunned.
Tears welled up in the corners of his eyes. He didn't understand why his way of making friends was wrong. No one had ever taught him how to do it.
"Moreover, when we first met in the garden villa in District 11, if I had not had black hair and gray eyes at that time, would you have let me go?" Su Mingan said coldly: "You are so high and mighty that you do not regard human beings as equal souls, but slaughter them like animals and slaves - how can I respect you?"
“I didn’t…” Lin Guang panicked: “Even if you don’t possess Akto, you are all the same to me. I just value you as a person…”
"——How can I be friends with you?" Su Mingan interrupted him: "We are enemies to the death, Lin Guang."
If Lin Guang killed Lu Shu, then Lin Guang would be his mortal enemy.
Lin Guang looked at Su Ming'an's cold face and felt a little overwhelmed. He had never seen Lewis so angry before. He vaguely felt that he had done something wrong again... and it was an irreparable mistake.
At this moment, a taut string broke in his mind.
Lin Guang's expression almost collapsed, and he almost shouted out these words:
"But I am so much like him - you can treat me as him! As long as he dies, you can treat me as a substitute for a 'friend'..."
He has always been high and mighty, and was the lucky one who first came into contact with [Hewei]. No one could disobey his orders.
He looked down upon the world like a god, and never imagined that one day he would become as humble as a rat in a gutter.
He didn't understand what "friends" meant, what "loneliness" meant, and all he could feel was despair and numbness. Finally, he could feel a little bit of happiness, and he wanted to keep it.
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