first player

Chapter 1240: One Thousand Two Hundred and Thirty-Seven: [The Last Supper.]

Su Mingan stared at the list of talented people.

Who are these two masters, the "Lighthouse Master" and the "First Player"? How did Lu Shu split into "Lu Shu", "Xiao Lu" and "Xiao Hei"? Who are these "Strawberry Sago" and "Banana Milk"...

Before Su Mingan could say anything, the chat channel on the right popped up.

……

【Olivers immediately raised his hands in surrender when he saw me: as the name suggests.】

[Olivers, where are you?...]

[Olivers, stop hiding: Who are you!? ]

[Olivers, you can't run away: Why do you guys also give yourself such a name? It's disgusting. ]

[Lighthouse Master: It's so sad... Your resentment is so strong, it's time to let it go. I think that no matter what Oliver does, there is a deep meaning behind it. If you continue to persist, there will be no good result. ]

[Banana Milk: Wow, so many people wearing clothes. Real or fake Su Mingan, right?]

[Strawberry Sago: Banana Milk... Do you still remember our hug? ]

【Lü Shu: Su Mingan, I am Lü Shu.】

【Xiao Hei:?】

【Xiao Lu: ……】

【Xiaobai: ...There are so many people.】

[Are you willing to believe in the lighthouse: Noel, I'll wait for you on page 4. ]

[You can only trust me: It seems that only when the number of people is reduced to a certain level can we distinguish who is who. The person we are looking for will definitely stay until the end. ]

【Supporting Actor: That's right. Instead of talking trash here, why don't you start rolling the dice?】

【Ferris Wheel: It’s interesting to see so many imitators. 】

……

Su Mingan raised his head and a six-sided dice appeared in front of him.

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[Your identity is "King", the maximum number of pages to advance is "6 pages", and the optional forward direction is "any direction". ]

【Please start taking action. 】

……

According to the rules, each page will have a plot story that contestants can read and take away. So if you want to achieve the victory condition of "collecting the ultimate plot", you have to go through as many pages as possible.

Su Mingan wanted to avoid fighting as much as possible, and the best thing was to stay away from other people.

"Forward." He covered himself with a black robe, hiding his face, and rolled the dice.

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【The points are: 6. 】

[Your page number: (page 5) - (page 11). ]

……

Su Mingan felt his body shake, and the next moment, he appeared on page 11. Above him was the boundless sea of ​​stars, and under his feet he felt the soft touch of a book page. In front of him was an open book with a sign that said [Page Number: 11].

However, before he could read the plot on this page, another figure appeared in front of him.

"Um……?"

The visitor was wearing a red robe, a rose hat, complicated cream ribbons in his hair, and holding a magic wand. She glanced at Su Mingan and looked at his attire: "Hello, you are holding a magic wand, so you should be the same as me, both... [Tower]."

"I am indeed [Tower]. Do you want to kill me or negotiate peace?" Su Ming'an gripped the scepter tightly.

"Haha, of course we're going to negotiate. I know I'm not as strong as those big guys, so I don't want to make enemies." The girl waved her hand, looking like a calm and smart person: "However, on the page next to us, someone has already started a fight."

"Page 10 or 12..." Su Mingan looked to the side, but the pages were so far apart that he couldn't see what was happening on the adjacent pages. Then he realized that the "tower" could see what was happening on the adjacent pages, but he was the "king", so he couldn't see it.

"My name is Hanami Mirai." The girl didn't seem to care about his exposure: "I haven't asked for your name yet?"

"...Noel." Su Mingan said.

"I haven't heard of my name before." Hanami Mirai smiled and said, "From your reaction, it seems that you haven't heard of my name either? This is really rare. Although I haven't done anything earth-shattering, my name is still well-known on the surface. Could it be that you are not from the surface?"

"Sorry, I really haven't heard of it." Su Mingan said.

"Ah... it's okay." Hanami Mirai smiled and said, "There's no need for us to fight. Let's each watch our own stories. Your Excellency, please?"

Su Mingan nodded. He was not worried about Hanami Mirai's move. Rather, he was looking forward to triggering a rollback. However, Hanami Mirai just stood aside with a smile, seeming to keep his word.

He reached out and touched the book.

The next moment, white light burst out and he was sucked into the book, experiencing the plot of this page.

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[The story you drew is called "The Last Supper".]

【This story has a total of 14 pages. 】

【You are on page 11. 】

……

Su Mingan understood the rules a little bit - it seems that after reaching a certain page, a story book will be randomly drawn for you to read. According to the page number you are on, you will see the page of the story.

He drew a book called "The Last Supper". The book has a total of 14 pages, and the position where he was standing represents page 11, so he will see the plot happening on page 11 of the book.

"Page 11 should be the plot of the book nearing the end. What will it be?" Su Mingan thought.

He was a little curious about which books would be available for them to draw. There must be more than 32 books for 32 people to draw at the same time.

……

"Shh!"

The teleporting white light faded, and before he opened his eyes, he smelled a special scent.

It was a smell... a mixture of rotten flowers, red wine and blood, filled with fragrance, blood and an intoxicating aftertaste.

"Ding-dong, ding-dong--" He heard the sound of fork and knife colliding, crisp and pleasant, like a beautiful musical instrument.

In front of me is a crystal chandelier emitting a faint glow. The room is extremely dim, with a few red candles flickering faintly, and thick red curtains covering everything tightly.

His perspective seemed to be... lying on something.

He could feel the softness of the spine, which was similar to the touch of a tablecloth. Within his field of vision, he could vaguely see seven or eight wine glasses, which were parallel to his height.

He couldn't move his limbs, his whole body was paralyzed. He could only see a hand reaching out, holding a fork, pressing against his chest, cutting downwards, and bright red blood flowing out...

What kind of harmful book is this?

Su Mingan never expected that his luck was so "good" that he would draw this kind of food-sharing plot. It seemed to be hinting at something.

"...Olivier." He heard a soft voice, a female voice: "Why did Oliveier wake up?"

"Let him sleep." A voice came from the other side.

Su Mingan wanted to turn around to see what they looked like, but his neck was extremely stiff and he couldn't move.

...Is this a story written from Oliver's memory? Or is it just a fictional story written by Oliver?

"You guys..." He found that he could speak. This was the privilege of the King. He could change the plot a little bit and didn't need to follow the plot in the book. But in this case, what was the point of speaking?

"Who...are you..." His voice stuttered.

"He seems to be in an abnormal mental state and doesn't even recognize us," said the female voice.

"It doesn't matter. After we finish this round, there will be another round. Don't waste time." said another voice.

"There's no point in clinging on to it. Science has already disappeared."

The scent of red wine and flowers became stronger. Su Mingan closed his eyes tiredly, and felt a sharp pain and coldness in his chest...

……

Su Mingan let go with cold sweat on his forehead and slowly closed the book in front of him.

Hanami Mirai stood aside, looking at him, and said in confusion: "Have you finished reading it? Did you see any bad plot? You seem very scared, is it a ghost story?"

"It's not a ghost story..." Su Mingan said slowly.

Ghost stories are just fake scary stories.

But this is... a real thing that is very likely to happen.

If Olivers really experienced this kind of thing and was eaten continuously, it would be normal for him to become a yandere and laugh with his head in his hands in the future...

Su Mingan gradually understood Olivers.

"It's my turn." Hanami Mirai touched the book and disappeared on the spot. Ten seconds later, she reappeared with her expression as usual.

It seems that time passes very quickly when reading a story, only a dozen seconds.

"It's an interesting story. I'll take it." Hanami Mirai tore off the page and put it in her arms. It seemed that she had drawn a good story.

Su Ming'an did not take action. Although the rules stated that he could take away the story plots he had read, Su Ming'an did not want to add a food-sharing plot to his own story at all.

"Well, I'll go first. I hope to see you again." Hanami Mirai smiled slightly.

After rolling the dice, Hanami Mirai disappeared on the spot.

Su Mingan didn't plan to stay, so he immediately rolled the dice and went to other pages.

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【The points are: 1. 】

[Your page number: (page 11) - (page 12). ]

……

Su Mingan appeared on a new page, and felt the soft touch of the pages of the book under his feet.

There was already someone on this page, a blond young man standing with his eyes closed, seemingly still recalling the story. Hearing the voice, the blond young man slowly opened his eyes and looked at Su Mingan.

"…Ryujin?"

Even though Su Mingan was wearing a black robe, the blond young man immediately recognized Su Mingan's identity.

Su Mingan opened his eyes wide: "Hui Bai?"

Hui Bai smiled, his eyebrows curved: "That's great, Liu Jin, I'm glad to see you here, I hope you're okay..."

Hui Bai approached him and looked at him with concern: "After you were captured by the bone dragon, I was worried for a long time in Hongta Country. Did you take the dragon blood and other things I gave you? With those things to protect you, you will be safer."

He kept on talking, fearing that something might happen to Su Mingan.

"I'm fine." Su Mingan thought of Hui Bai's gifts and relaxed a little. As someone he had met at the beginning, Hui Bai seemed to be a really good person.

But he took a few steps forward and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

He suddenly remembered that in the story just now, there was a voice of a person who shared the food... It was very similar to Hui Bai's voice in front of him...

"What's wrong?" Hui Bai was already very close to him, with a gentle smile on his face: "...What did you think of?"

...It was really an almost identical voice. Although Su Mingan couldn't remember what the voice said specifically.

"Hui Bai, let me ask you a question." Su Ming'an said, "Have you ever eaten... other lives?"

If Olivers was not M, he would not have written a story about himself being eaten, so the scene that Su Mingan just saw should have been something that actually happened.

Hui Bai's expression changed slightly: "Any life that grew up in Luowasha has basically eaten other lives. This is the law of nature... Liu Jin."

"..."Su Mingan held the scepter tightly:
"So you eating jellyfish is also a natural law."