He shouldn't be dead, could he have fallen into an illusion created by some higher-dimensional being? But how can this explain the disappearance of his live broadcast room?
Is the world game really over? So after the final settlement, some abilities are retained and some disappear. This seems to be the only reasonable explanation.
As for these passers-by, they were probably the remaining six billion people who were not selected to enter the World Game. Or perhaps, a perfect player other than him made a wish to maintain order after the end, so that everyone would forget the memory of the World Game. But he had become a god, so he did not forget it.
……is that so?
He stood on the road, looking at the busy traffic. People doing morning exercises were running vigorously, young people wearing headphones were listening to audio books, and school buses were whizzing past him... He vaguely saw a black-haired girl with a white bow, drinking steaming soy milk and reading a book in the car.
For a moment, he actually had an unrealistic fantasy... How wonderful it would be if his guess was correct, the world game was really over, and people were living their normal lives.
There is no need to wander the universe, there is no need to be obliterated, there is no need to reincarnate endlessly.
Although, compared with the vast and grand story before, this ending seems extremely ordinary and does not conform to the widely recognized meaning. The excitement does not seem to match the hardships along the way. No one knows what happened in the end, and no one thanks Su Mingan. So many questions are buried, and there is no longer a wonderful answer that makes people feel satisfied... But for Su Mingan, he is willing to have such an ending.
But who paid the price?
Who led to this result?
"..." Su Mingan walked forward, and he began to feel the temperature and humidity of the air around him, the freshness of the water vapor, and the fragrance of the flowers. He finally began to understand how warm the first ray of sunshine in the morning was, and the popularity of the people around him made him want to cry... Everything he had felt and had not felt before fell into his arms.
Cherish and precious, like a fleeting dream.
"Oh, by the way, Yueyue, Lu Shu..." Su Ming'an felt a vague sense of anticipation and fear. He and his companions had considered meeting after the World Game ended, so they agreed on a way to meet - after the World Game ended, they would come to his city, wait for him at the largest shopping district, holding a bouquet of flowers.
Since mobile phone numbers may be invalid and network communication may not be smooth, this is the most primitive way of reunion they agreed upon.
Just like now, Su Mingan couldn’t dial Yueyue’s cell phone number, and there was no response from her when he called her on QQ.
He originally wanted to fly directly to the business district, but was afraid of causing disturbances in the ordinary world, so he adopted the most primitive method - taking the subway.
The moment he stepped onto the subway, he lowered his head and smiled bitterly which no one could see in the crowd.
...What on earth is he expecting?
Obviously, this was either a dream or a trap from a higher dimension. How could there be such a sudden and happy ending? But he couldn't find a way out for the time being, so he could only whimsically hope that all this was real.
——Will there be another "Asa Akto" of Zhai Xing, who will pay the price of exile to the universe for him, and will everything be peaceful?
No. This person should be him.
He should be the one who bears everything in the end, not someone who was unexpected. Otherwise, it would be too abrupt and too dramatic. If the Supreme Lord who was watching the situation were to evaluate it, he would probably give this development a very long bad review. The "time and space recorder" that He expected should have a grand ending with many twists and turns, but it should not have such an anticlimactic ending.
"The next stop is Lianshangqu Station..."
Following the crowd, Su Mingan walked out. However, he noticed that people often pointed at him and even secretly filmed him.
...Does anyone still remember me? Is it because their memory is not clear enough?
His heartbeat slowed down for a moment, and he pricked up his ears to eavesdrop on what they were saying.
“…So handsome.”
"...The boy is so handsome. I'm sure A-Qian will like this."
"...Look at that boy! He looks so special, take a picture of him, shh..."
"...When I saw him, I felt like I was seeing a statue of a god... What's going on..."
Su Mingan's face was full of black lines.
His SS+ charm seems to still be there, which is a huge killer for ordinary people. I'm afraid if he becomes a star, he will become a household name in a few days, and even become a global celebrity.
His previous worries were indeed unnecessary. Even if he had no skills, he would not starve to death in this era.
He took the elevator and received countless looks along the way. Someone even asked him quietly if they could take a photo with him.
"...Can I take a photo with you?" A shy girl with a ponytail came over, holding a Polaroid camera. A friend of hers was looking around.
"Okay." Su Mingan agreed.
After taking the photo, the girl thanked him repeatedly and wanted his WeChat. But he suddenly said seriously:
“Do you know who you’re taking a picture with?”
The girl looked shy and was at a loss for a moment. After a while of silence, she said timidly, "...I don't know." After a moment, she bit her lip and mustered up the courage to test, "You are not very old, and you look a little younger than me. Are you a college student nearby?"
"No." Su Mingan shook his head and said seriously: "I am the savior."
The girl and her best friend were stunned.
I forgot to take the photos in my hand.
"Do you remember what happened before?" Su Ming'an tried to ask something: "I was a savior for a while, and then there was a big black snow..."
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