Su Mingan opened his eyes.
The white snow poured down on him. He stared at the leaky floor-to-ceiling glass in front of him numbly, and his thoughts seemed to be frozen by the snow.
"...Teacher?" Tretia's voice came from the side, and she stared at Su Mingan with concern.
Su Ming'an slowly stood up with the help of the wall. Since the movement of his legs had not yet fully recovered, every step he took was extremely difficult, as if he was walking on sharp knives.
"Click, click", he didn't look back.
In this week, he did not plan to enter the room with Tretia. As soon as Tretia saw the "dread" command, he seemed to have lost his soul and could not kill Lin Guang in the recovery cabin at all.
This time, Su Mingan wants to be the first to reach the rooftop.
"Su Mingan?" While delivering the wheelchair, Yamada Machi called him softly, "Are you okay..."
Yamada vaguely felt that there was something wrong with Su Mingan's condition, a bit like how they looked when they were in hallucinations in the Eighth World, with numb and indifferent eyes.
Su Mingan reached out and climbed onto the wheelchair, rushing into the night. His pupils were out of focus, as if still reflecting the ice-blue lightsaber that pierced his heart in the previous round.
——He was racing against death every minute and every second. Yueyue's deficiency disease was not irreversible. The only thing he could do was to try his best to get to where she was as soon as possible and talk to her more. His missionary aura could heal her. As long as she talked to him more, the deficiency disease could be cured and she would not die.
If only he were faster, faster...
“Swish!!”
He rushed into the night in his wheelchair and arrived at the rooftop ten minutes earlier than in the previous round.
In front of the nuclear explosion console, he controlled Yeya to invade, evacuated the guards at the gate of the City of God, changed their patrol routes, and shortened the time for his clone Ming to arrive as much as possible.
“Drip—drip—”
The scarlet warning light flowed in front of his eyes like blood, and his vision was dizzy, as if he was sinking in a cold river of blood.
In the upper right corner, bullet comments drifted by like snowflakes:
[It won't be a problem. Lin Guang will definitely die. As long as we prevent the nuclear explosion, everything will be fine.]
[Lin Guang will definitely not kill Su Ming An, and it doesn’t matter if he fails in the end. ]
[First Player, Happy New Year's Eve and Happy New Year~ Let's celebrate the New Year together~]
[I saw a young lady wearing a fox mask on the street. Her figure was similar to Lin Yin. Could she be Lin Yin?]
【……】
As if in a world that had nothing to do with this, some people were talking about the Spring Festival Gala, some were guessing riddles, and some were concerned about his almost immobile body, but most people felt that even if Su Mingan only had a pair of hands left to move, he would not lose.
He will never lose.
"Bang!" Suddenly, a gunshot rang out from behind, like a sharp blade cutting through the air. A sharp pain shot through the back of Su Mingan's hand for a moment, then quickly went numb.
A silver-white bullet engraved with lilies and butterflies fell to the ground with a "ding-dong" sound. Su Mingan turned around and saw a white-haired young man climbing onto the rooftop.
The source light gathered around Lin Guang, like small silver fish, forming a silver-white steel torrent like a mountain, like an emperor surrounding the City of God.
Lin Guang moved the muzzle of his gun and aimed it at Su Ming'an's drooping legs. In this week, Su Ming'an did not cooperate with Tretia to injure Lin Guang, and Lin Guang's injuries were limited to the explosion.
"Bang!" Another gunshot rang out, and Su Mingan opened the wheelchair barrier in time. Lin Guang stopped shooting and triggered the heavy artillery of weapons around him.
“BOOM—BOOM—BOOM—!”
The artillery fire roared, and the golden-red light like the sun gathered at the muzzles of the guns of varying sizes. The sound of particles colliding like particles "crashed" by, and the shells flew out, bursting into a brilliant light like daylight.
[Defense value: points]
[Defense value: points]
[Defense value: points]
【……】
The barrier flickered, the defense value continued to drop, and the entire glass building was shaking violently in the artillery fire. Su Mingan's barrier was bombarded, but his attention was only on the nuclear explosion console in front of him.
The key to racing against time is how fast the clone Ming arrives. Su Ming'an has tried it before, and space vibrations can't kill Lin Guang. Lin Guang's laser combat suit is obviously designed to restrain space vibrations, unless someone cooperates with him to kill.
Then, as long as I can get my clone here as soon as possible...
"Tick-tick-tick" The wheelchair barrier around him slowly dimmed. Su Ming'an sensed the location of his clone Ming and thought it should be ten minutes faster than the previous round.
In this way...
"Bang!"
The barrier was broken and the wheelchair was overturned in an instant. Lin Guang rushed in front of him in an instant and twisted his wrist that was pressed against the center console with a "click". The white bones protruded after the flesh was broken, making a cracking sound that made people's scalp numb.
Lin Guang's skin and flesh were rolled up, half of his body was charred, and it was covered with explosion wounds. His whole body was covered with red and black liquids, and the blood even stuck to Su Ming'an's body.
As the wheelchair was kicked over, Su Mingan fell backwards uncontrollably and lay in the snow. The wheelchair was kicked three meters away with a bang.
The white snow was soon dyed bright red.
Lying on the ground, Su Mingan's eyes passed by Lin Guang's ferocious expression in front of him, and saw the snowy night sky. The pure black night curtain was covered by white snow today, with no stars or moon, only the snow falling down like stars. For a moment, the pain in his wrist became numb, and the extremely low temperature seemed to freeze his consciousness.
…It’s so cold.
The crisp "click" sound rang out again, and he heard the sound of his right leg being overwhelmed. Lin Guang's hand was on his right ankle.
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