——Unless he is a "perfect clearance program".
——Unless he is “a tool sent by the organizer.”
——Or...unless he is the "organizer himself".
These speculations are complicated and diverse. People try their best to guess the name "Su Ming'an" to an "unattainable" and "unimaginable" height, and try their best to give him complicated good names, identities and halos.
They made so many guesses, but the only thing they couldn't have was that he was a "person", a 19-year-old student.
He is no different from Akto who was forced to solidify on the throne.
…
[You gradually get used to being called "God" or "the incarnation of the world's will". You sit in this position and use your reputation and fame to allocate resources and command the army.]
[You are getting further and further away from being a normal human being. Your personality is completely alienated. Your emotions become indifferent. Even if you laugh, you feel guilty about the dead.]
[——You are Asa Akto. ]
【The common leader of mankind, the embodiment of civilization, and the will of the world.】
You sit numbly in the chair.
[It's like a solidified empty shell.]
…
Drowning in a deep sea from which there is no escape.
Su Mingan's five senses have gradually become blurred, and he almost forgot who he is. It seems that all his actions in the past few hours were based entirely on instinct.
Akto's empathy and Beilissel's empathy were like a tsunami, drowning him.
But there are still people who keep shouting:
"——Su Mingan!"
"——Su Mingan!"
Noel's clear and high-pitched voice, Yamada Machi's soft but firm voice, Violet's silky voice, Xi's clear voice like a stream... and the echoes of countless people.
After grabbing the hooks that were hanging towards him and struggling for a long time, he finally opened his eyes.
In the scarlet blood, Noel shook his shoulders. A strand of golden hair fell in front of his eyes, the color of a sunflower.
Seeing that he woke up, a smile appeared on Noel's face, and that smile seemed to be regained.
“I’m glad you’re okay.” Noel’s voice was trembling. “Leave it to us from now on…leave it to us.”
Next to Su Ming'an, people were trying their best to pull apart the scarlet hoses, but the hoses had already stuck to Su Ming'an's back, like a group of blood-sucking worms that refused to let go. If they were pulled out hastily, no one knew what the consequences would be.
Most of the hall was filled with densely packed people, some in robes, some in armor, and some in cloth. Su Mingan recognized almost none of them, but they looked at him with trust, as if they had regarded him as a banner.
"This thing can't be taken apart, and it can't be cut apart." Zhang Xiaoqi muttered to himself, jumping up and down like a monkey, fiddling with the scarlet hose.
"Can you try to pull it out from the other side? I always feel that the current ending is too weird, it feels like it's not over yet. Hurry up and help Su Mingan get rid of these hoses." Qiuqiu tried his best and was sweating profusely.
"I'm not sure. Su Ming'an is awake now. Let him make the decision..."
“…”
Su Mingan looked sideways and found that the god's body was gone. In fact, when the god fell to the ground and blood flowed out, the god's body automatically decomposed and disappeared.
"…No," he began, his voice so hoarse that even he was shocked.
"What did you say?"
As soon as Su Mingan opened his mouth, everyone immediately turned their eyes and stared at him.
The yearning and admiration in their eyes made people hallucinate the memories of Akto - those people who were strangers to Akto, but were willing to give their lives because of Akto's order.
"...Go first and find the gods." Su Ming'an said intermittently.
He didn't believe that a god who had planned everything would fail completely because of a single blow. If this was an intentional act by the god, then everyone had fallen into a trap.
"We have sent people to look for them. Most of them have started to search the floors of the building, and some have also gone to the rooftop." Xi was beside him, holding his hand. "We will find a way to help you get rid of these hoses. If the hoses are not detached for a while, you will still fall into emotional resonance when you start them next time. You have done well enough, you can rest now."
……Yeah?
…Can we take a break now?
Su Mingan didn't believe that things would be so beautiful. Every time people told him that "everything is over", a bigger crisis would always come.
"I..." He opened his mouth, but felt his face sticky, as if tears were sliding down naturally again.
Xi stretched out her hand.
Her rough fingertips scraped across his cheeks, wiping away the tears on his face. Ever since he had separated from the emotional empathy of North Lisel, these physiological tears could not be stopped.
And after she wiped it gently, the water flowed even more violently. Su Mingan couldn't help but close her eyes, trying to control these disobedient reactions.
Soon, a gentle hug approached him, like approaching a crackling fireplace on a winter day.
Xi hugged him with great restraint, her hands on his back, as if to give him strength and comfort.
"... Many years ago, it rained heavily in the forest that day. You sang the song of freedom by the campfire. You promised that you would stay with us until the end." Xi whispered: "Now, Sen is gone, Tretia is gone, Noah is gone, Xia Sheng is gone, Yao Wen is gone, but the survivors will continue to accompany you."
"If you feel sad, you certainly have the right to give up. I gradually realized that this is not your world. You have the power to choose."
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