"Neutral camp?" Su Mingan looked around and said, "It's really like a game. It's divided into the good camp, the neutral camp, and the evil camp. If you have green names and red names on your heads, it will be no different from the game."
Xinyue smiled and said, "You are right. Some people actually claimed to have seen 'everyone has a name on their head', but that was all an illusion. Their spirits soon collapsed."
Su Mingan followed Xinyue and walked inside.
"So." Xinyue suddenly stopped.
"Alliance leader, if you saw something that others didn't see, or heard something that others didn't hear, please don't delve into it - just pretend that you didn't see or hear anything."
She placed her fingers against his lips, her red nail polish gleaming in the light.
"You don't need to see with your eyes, and you don't need to hear with your ears." Xinyue said: "Please be a foolish smart person - in this world, people who see too many things will definitely go crazy."
Su Mingan nodded.
"I just heard a voice that only I can hear. This is a sign of assimilation." Su Mingan said, "I understand. Next time I will pretend I didn't hear it and not get entangled with it."
"You are a smart man." Xinyue smiled slightly.
Xinyue took him to Su Wensheng's office, but Su Ming did not recover his memory.
...Could it be that Su Wensheng really didn't leave behind anything like memory fragments?
Su Mingan shook his head towards Xinyue: "I haven't recovered my memory."
"Well, it seems you have gained nothing." Xinyue shrugged: "Before you leave, please give me some of your blood."
"What?" Su Mingan was puzzled.
"Every once in a while, you will leave us some blood of qualified people to maintain some people's lives." Xinyue took out the long needle.
"Take me to see them." Su Mingan said.
Xinyue nodded and led him through the heavy confidentiality barriers.
The password door opened. This was a circular white hall. In the center were dozens of ice coffins, each containing a person, like ice-white graves.
There were young people, old people, and even children no older than ten years old. They slept in the ice coffins, motionless, with their eyes closed.
Su Mingan said: "What's wrong with these people?"
"…people who are on the verge of death." Xinyue said, "They are on the verge of death due to various reasons. You use your blood to maintain their vital signs. Maybe one day, they will wake up. You never know."
Su Mingan murmured: "Are they all very important people to me?"
Su Wensheng can supply blood for a long time to these people, allowing them to maintain their vital signs - so these people must be extremely important to Su Wensheng.
"Yeah." Xinyue nodded:
"——They are all heroes of mankind and your good friends."
Su Ming'an looked at these men and women, roughly estimating that there were about sixty or seventy of them, including white-haired old men, young black-haired girls, and children with childish faces. It was difficult for him to imagine how tragic human wars had been in the past, and how many people had collapsed in their dream tours.
The "game" in this world is not a game. It is painful, desperate, heavy, mixed with the fate of blood, life, soul, and race.
Su Mingan is not Su Wensheng, he doesn't know how much these people mean to him. But for Su Wensheng, maybe these people are just like Lu Shu, Yueyue, and Nuoer. So even if it will cost him, Su Wensheng will insist on letting them live.
Xinyue walked to the ice coffin of an old man and said softly, "This is Lin Yuelin, your former literature teacher. He was killed by his other students during a large-scale human internal struggle due to theoretical differences."
Su Mingan listened in silence.
Xinyue walked over to a middle-aged woman and said, "This is Liu Li, your comrade-in-arms and the head of the alliance's logistics department. She is always concerned about your health. She was killed by an alien that broke into the city wall during a siege."
Su Mingan followed in her footsteps.
Xinyue walked up to a white-haired boy and said, "This is Shunhang, your student. He was a little naughty and often chatted with you to make you happy. He died from an energy wave from a long-range alien species during reconnaissance."
"This is Junyi, the captain of the command center. He died from a breakdown during his dream patrol."
"This is Yun Yun, who was once the deputy leader. She died from an abnormal attack while engraving the talisman."
"This is Changning..."
"this……"
Xinyue spoke slowly, introducing these former comrades to Su Mingan one by one, even though he didn't remember any of them.
In social relationships, people are essentially a union of "others". It is these spider-web-like relationships that make up "people" themselves.
His comrades, his subordinates, his teachers, his friends...
Su Mingan was silent. He looked at the appearance of these people, listened to their personalities and positions, and wrote them down one by one.
"So, who is the last one?" Su Mingan saw a sleeping black-haired girl.
"This is the girl you brought back before." Xinyue said, "I don't know her background. The cause of her death is very strange."
"strangeness?"
"She died because of 'death of consciousness'." Xinyue said: "She clearly did not suffer any attack, but suddenly died in the next second. It was like her consciousness suddenly died."
"What caused it?" Su Ming'an looked at the calm face of the black-haired girl.
"We suspect that she died too many times in her dream tour. In the game "Cat and Her", some characters can be reborn after death, which is a game mechanism." Xinyue said: "But, if we keep dying and resurrecting, and repeat this cycle too many times, one day our brain will think that we are really dead, and even if our body is still alive, we will fall into eternal death."
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