"Um……"
The god's voice was still haunting, as if he was thinking. Fifteen seconds later, the god said again: "Su Ming'an, I saw you talking happily with Bei Lisel, and you promised in the dark that you would not leave him."
"?" Su Mingan's expression remained unchanged.
"So, marriage is indeed useful?" The god's tone was as if he had suddenly realized something. "You really like Baimao. How about I give him to you?"
Su Mingan's consciousness was a little fuzzy, and there were only two words left in his mind - Are you sick?
"Zizila--" At this moment, there was a sudden sound of electric current in my ears, and the chat box of Captain Mourinho in front of me became clearer and it seemed that the signal was getting better and better.
…
[Team Mourinho (22:58): Can you see it? The signal here should be fine.]
[Team Mu (22:58): Su Mingan, if you want to break the impasse, the only way is to find a sound medium that can be transmitted throughout the city-state.]
…
Now the entire city-state is caught in an emotional resonance, and the resonance uses "sound" as the medium.
Team Mourinho pointed out the only way out of the current situation.
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[Team Mu (22:58): Emotional resonance is essentially a means of memory implantation and emotional hypnosis that uses sound waves and frequencies. In the two-dimensional world, it appears as fluctuations and collisions of 0 and 1 programs. Because you are all brains in a vat, as long as you meet a certain frequency, you can change a person's memory and thinking mode - that is, as long as you grant permissions and meet the pre-programming, you can enable this resonance, which can also be seen as a chain reaction of programs. Just like one plus one will inevitably result in two, there is a fixed program. 】
[Team Mourinho (22:59): I own half of the administrator account, and I know the frequency and program to crack this resonance. But I need a medium that can transmit the resonance, that is, a "sound" medium.]
[Team Mu (22:59): As long as there is one person who can pass on the voice, no matter what he/she says, I can start to crack the program - in easy-to-understand terms, just like your missionary aura, as long as you open your mouth, no matter what you say, you can heal others' deficiency diseases. ]
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"So... you're saying..." Su Ming'an panted, "You need a voice transmission device that can be transmitted throughout the city-state, and someone to help you speak?"
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【Team Mourinho (22:59): That’s right.】
[Team Mourinho (22:59): Please grant me permission. ]
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Su Mingan vaguely sensed something was wrong: "Have you found that person?"
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[Team Mourinho (22:59): …]
[Team Mourinho (23:00): You probably guessed it, there is only one person who meets this condition.]
[Team Mu (23:00): No one has the right to refuse when they have the ability to save the world, and I don't think she will refuse. This is not a mission that will definitely lead to death, it's just a message.]
[Team Mu (23:00): Please say 'Give permission' and let AI Yeya grant me permission to communicate with her signal tower. ]
…
“……”Su Mingan remembered the look the girl gave him.
When she looked at him, her eyes were always bright, full of longing, yearning, admiration... all the beautiful emotions, like a lotus flower in the mud blooming towards the sun.
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[You said, why am I the 'key person' mentioned by Speaker Aland? This identity seems to have endowed me with all the luck, and everyone started to care about me.]
[I feel panic and fear. Why do so many noble people help a humble and ordinary person like me? ]
[But if I can help you... it will be my greatest luck as a 'key person'. ]
【As long as it can help you...】
…
The window in front of him was getting closer and closer. Su Mingan jumped out and rolled onto the open-air platform. The violent wind and rain hit him.
Looking down, the city scene downstairs was very far away from him. The lights were like a brilliant galaxy, and the scaled-down streets and alleys looked like a Lilliput country in his eyes.
This is the Central Government Building, an open-air glass platform on the 21st floor. The transparent glass underfoot makes it seem like if you step a little harder, you will fall into the abyss.
This was not a good place for a decisive battle, but he had no way out. Two straight, bright white lights enveloped him with a "click" sound, and the sound of a helicopter came from above.
He looked up and saw a helicopter in flight. Under the clicking propeller, the god was holding the helicopter door, looking down at him coldly, his khaki windbreaker rustling in the wind.
"I'll ask you one last time," the god said, "Will you stay?"
The observer's system invitation popped up again, and Su Mingan still shook his head, with only coldness in his eyes.
"I originally promised Lin Guang that I would not harm you." The god said, "Unfortunately, you don't agree."
He raised his hand, and in an instant, the helicopters extended their black muzzles and aimed at Su Mingan on the glass platform. Even the window that Su Mingan had broken before was flooded with a large number of mechanical soldiers. With just one order, this fragile glass platform would be flooded by artillery fire and quickly shattered into pieces.
Those who stand on the stage will also fall from the building.
The representatives of the two civilizations stared at each other from a great height above the ground.
How similar their souls are, how lofty their ideals are. If there were no war, they might still be friends.
Unfortunately, there is no if.
The absolute contradiction of their positions and the life and death of the war of civilizations determined that they had absolutely no way out, not even the chance to look back.
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