"If I were to go back and face my children in the sewage ditch, their tired and depressed faces, and the big belly of a twelve-year-old girl..."
Alauddin said this, wiped his lips, and suddenly sighed:
"You know what? Last night I had a cake that cost 0.01 points, animal cream, and ice cream. It was delicious."
"That was the first time I had eaten cake. Before, I always thought it was bitter."
"My mother lied to me before she died, saying cake was bitter."
He put down his hands and lowered his head in silence, not daring to face the gazes of the crowd. He was afraid of seeing contemptuous looks, afraid of hearing them call him a "traitor" or "traitor" for having such thoughts.
The table was extremely quiet.
Until Su Mingan clasped his hands together and said:
"Do you know the situation in the Measurement City?"
"I know...I know." said Alauddin.
"Before I left the small world, it had already developed to the level of the Measurement City, and now it is even higher. I dare not guarantee that everyone can have enough food, but the current situation should be far better than the original Zhai Xing." Su Mingan said:
"I don't dare to make decisions on behalf of everyone. I think ending the world game must be the best, but this is a one-way road. The world game can't support us forever. One day we will reach the end."
"The shortcoming of the small world is that it is not a purely natural world. It has gods, world masters, and the Ming'an system. But its advantages also lie in these points. Gods can calm natural disasters, world masters can control the overall situation, and the Ming'an system can allocate resources."
"War is not an end, but a means. I will do my best to completely eliminate this means as well."
"In addition, the channels for upward mobility still exist. I am also thinking about the problem of girls you mentioned. I know that many countries still have the bad habits of early marriage and discrimination. Once the World Games are over, they will still stick to their original practices. My energy is limited and I may not be able to protect everyone, but I believe that those girls who have achieved success in the World Games will work hard to give back to their former selves."
He put his hands under his chin:
"——Because I am not the only savior in this world."
"I just provided a small world, a space for you to live. More happiness, beauty, joy and joy still depend on the countless saviors among you to create. They can be the saviors who 'care for the elderly', 'protect girls', 'stop the war', 'stop overtime'..."
"Just like you, Alauddin, you once crawled out of the slums, and now you are thinking about how to change the current situation of the slums. To them, you have become a 'savior of the slums'."
"I am just a pioneer who lit up the first star in the dark universe, but you are the starry sky."
Alauddin's eyes widened slightly.
"Of course, there is no perfect world. There are many bad people in this world, and we have to go into the longer night. I can't give an overly idealistic blueprint. The future will definitely be dark, people will die, there will be conflicts, and there will be gulfs." Su Mingan looked around and said:
"More than that, I don't understand. I will ask the people of the United Group and my companions for advice."
"As for those who are addicted to their beautiful dreams and don't want to wake up, they can give up their physical bodies and enter the Ming'an system to continue their beautiful dreams. As long as they are willing to pay the price of never waking up again, I don't care. Anyway, there are too many people in this world."
His voice was gentle, but the meaning it conveyed had a hint of divine power.
Alauddin stared and found that Su Mingan's hair was frosty white. This young second-level god had already thought about a lot, long before Alauddin proposed these things.
What he said was far beyond Alauddin's expectations. Alauddin thought that a young man would be guided by his passion and focus on the higher truths of the universe and the disputes of higher dimensions, but he did not expect that he had already lowered his head and looked at the vast land.
Yes, he is different from many heroes.
He always looked down with compassion instead of looking up with pride.
"——You mean, you will become the 'God' of the small world?"
Sitting on the 33rd chair, a man with a large face, delicate features and yellow skin spoke. His name was Guang Xing, he was from Southeast Asia and had once been a film director.
He was worried whether Su Ming'an would replicate the actions of the gods of the Tenth World, become extremely indifferent, and ignore the happiness of mankind for the sake of the overall situation of the world.
"Yes, unfortunately, no matter how hard I try, I cannot escape from this position of 'God'. After all, the small world comes from me." Su Mingan said:
"But you don't need to worry about theocracy. After the initial order is established, I will gradually withdraw and no longer appear in public."
"I once said: 'Praia doesn't need gods'... Haha, this sentence also applies to Zhai Xing. Our hometown doesn't need a god emperor to sit on top. I believe in human governance. With the checks and balances of Su Mianbao, Ming'an System, Peak Alliance and other guilds, top players, and the original old class, this world will be a mess without me."
"After everything settles down, I may be able to return to being an ordinary person and continue my life as before. Who knows, maybe one day you will see a game anchor, and it may be me behind the screen."
He laughed a few times, and everyone couldn't help but laugh.
It seems that the beautiful scene is just around the corner... It's almost there, it's almost there, I can hold it in my hand as long as I reach out and touch it. The day described in the description will surely come.
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