Hearing this, a woman wrapped in machinery clenched her fists and gritted her teeth, "If the world game ends like this, what will happen to someone like me whose strength was wiped out in the first two copies! My damn enemy is thousands of ranks higher than me, and he will kill me when I go back!"
"That's right, Feng Sheng! Li Dan! Qiao Cheng!" A strong young man riding a flaming motorcycle stopped the car and strode over: "The world game shouldn't end here! We should give more opportunities to the majority of players! If the upper-level players are so anxious to end the game, we will never be able to turn things around! I don't want to go back and continue to work as a slave for the company!"
"I don't want these dream-like days to end..." Someone burst into tears out of grief.
"I'm having withdrawal symptoms. I can't imagine a life without World Games..."
"I'm too weak. I feel like I won't even be able to protect my parents after I go back... Please give me a few more copies..."
"It would be great if the world game could continue. I've been reading comics, novels, and TV dramas for more than half a year, going shopping at Shushuang every day, and going to various comic conventions in my 2D cosplay costumes. I don't want to go back to school..."
"I want to go to more different worlds! See more beauties! Eat more delicacies! I want to go to the Steam Age! The Ice Age! The Interstellar Galaxy! British style! I refuse to go back to eating pre-prepared meals, assembled meals, and gutter oil..."
"Then what should we do?" A curly-haired young man with teardrop moles on the corners of his eyes walked out. His voice was extremely magnetic. It was Dewitt, the Chanter of the Holt Wizard Union: "Are we going to sit back and watch Rovasha be destroyed?"
"——Of course not."
At this moment, the crowd suddenly quieted down.
A figure in a black robe with a hint of bright golden hair slowly walked into the center of the crowd. He had a calming aura: "If Rovatha is destroyed, we will not survive. But 'Prophet' Alande and 'Exploder' Alger said that if the world master wins the battle for the master of the new world and the first player does not achieve a perfect clearance, the world game can still go on..."
The crowd was silent for a while, then bursts of discussion broke out. Some shook their heads in opposition, while others hesitated.
"We're going to beat Su Mingan? Is that true?"
"Ailante is the 'prophet'...his predictions were very accurate as early as the fifth world."
"I don't want to be an enemy of the number one player. This is too treacherous."
"Why can the world game go on even though the first player failed to achieve a perfect clearance? Do you know any inside information?"
"Enough!" A shout rang out. A man took off his mask and it turned out to be the swordsman Wang Chaoze. He once danced with pigs, but now he was very courageous and shouted loudly: "Do you have brains? You are incited! Even if it is true, you are nothing!"
Some people's faces changed and they felt guilty subconsciously.
"... Don't blame them." The black-robed blond man said softly: "The chaebols' infighting, all kinds of discrimination, class divide, population trade, population aging, capital exploitation, economic downturn, tens of millions of war refugees... Compared to the peaceful world game, the original Zhaixing is hell."
"Some people want to go back because they were happy before. Some people don't want to go back because they have been robbed and have no relatives, no money, and no home. Why do you ask them to go back and wait for death?"
"Here, we have 24-hour holidays. Back home, we are squeezed by the 9-to-9 work schedule."
"Some people, once they return to reality, will face terminal illness, man-made disasters, and being hunted by their enemies. It is natural for them not to want to die. I admit that Su Ming'an is great, but there are more normal people in the world who are selfish, shallow, and cowardly."
Wang Chaoze's face turned pale and blue.
He was so angry that he threw the sword to the ground, then bent down to pick it up dejectedly, pointing at the man in black robe and spitting: "I don't know what kind of high-impurity divine gold you are, your purity is even harder than Su Lin and Nuoer's. I can't beat you, I'm leaving!"
He turned and left, looking breathless, but thinking about reporting the news.
"——You can't leave." The black-robed blond man raised his lips and put his fingers together: "None of you can leave."
…
"puff!"
When Su Mingan was counting the number of people, a fireball hit him.
A Dawn Knight beside him raised his sword in time and cut off the fireball.
"The attacker, come out!" Qian Qin shouted.
Since leaving Shenshan, Qianqin chose to become a Dawn Knight, holding light and exercising justice. Upon learning that the new Olives took office, she came to protect Su Mingan for free.
Su Mingan glanced sideways and discovered the attacker with a single thought. He extended his white tentacles and pulled out a player from behind the building.
The player was discovered, but instead of getting angry, he burst into tears and clasped his hands together, begging:
"——Su Ming'an! I beg you, please don't end the world game, okay!"
"Let's keep going like this! Let's keep going like this! Even if it's a cycle, even if it's just a dream, we're willing to do it!"
Seeing this, a dozen players hiding behind the building came out, blocking the front and shouting:
"We would rather have a happy dream!!!"
"You don't have to pay a price or make any sacrifices! Just continue to be the number one player! Please!!"
Pleading at the top of one's voice.
There were even a few children among them.
The taut string in Su Mingan's heart trembled, and the fear that had been there since he made the choice suddenly swept through his heart.
For a moment he wondered if he had made the wrong choice.
In fact, he knew very well that more than 90% of people prefer happy dreams to cruel reality. But he still chose to throw away the chocolate candy.
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