first player

Chapter 1300 Chapter "Until Lu Shu and the others turned into graves."

He opened her book and stopped at the last page.

A simple sentence: [The soul's lifespan is approaching exhaustion, so he committed suicide. 】

The previous sentence is: [She said: "You should have gone home."]

The sentence before that is: [She arranged the furniture the same as before, sealed the sword in a wooden box, hugged the photo on the table, sat on the sofa, looked up at the sky outside the window. Then, she slowly finished a bar of chocolate, not knowing what she was thinking.]

He searched for a long time before he found a time word: [Second Era].

Second Era.

It’s been so long since then…

"The soul is approaching exhaustion..." Su Ming'an recited the word and raised his head: "Approaching. Godfather."

He seemed to have grasped something and repeated, "It's approaching, Godfather."

Li Mingyue lowered her eyes and sighed, "Yeah."

"Then there is still a chance. She should have found some way to split her soul into Si Yue and Yue Yue, so their souls are exactly the same as hers..." Su Mingan immediately started thinking and planning how to save them.

But Li Mingyue's slightly sad words interrupted his thoughts:
"——But this day will come sooner or later. Do you have to give it your all every time?"

Even the audience outside the live broadcast room were tired.

This is a difficult problem to solve, every time, every time... Even if you try to save it again and again, there will always be that day.

If a person lives long, he will die. This is a very obvious truth, even if you try your best to keep him.

Every time an elderly person in the intensive care unit has an attack, a lot of money and medicine is spent. Even if they are pulled back from the brink of death, the doctors and their relatives know that it is useless and they are just hanging on to life.

Now, Su Mingan is this life-sustaining machine.

Ninth, tenth, he faced the same problem. Eleventh, did he have to start the life-support machine once again? How much energy and how many deaths would it take? The one who would suffer the most damage would not be her soul, but him.

"..."Su Mingan lowered his head, trying not to shout out.

The Godfather saw it too clearly, this day would come sooner or later.

Even if he saved her again in the eleventh world, if he didn't meet her again later, she would still reach the end.

He felt as if something in his throat needed to be released urgently, extremely unbearable, pressing on the tip of his tongue. He wanted to roar out regardless of his posture, but he could only whisper softly.

If the first player becomes manic, it will affect countless people.

So, with a blank expression on his face, he just gently pressed his throat with his hand, searching, as if there really was some foreign object inside.

"Cough cough... vomit vomit..."

He searched almost in a self-mutilating manner, shedding tears of rationality, but remained expressionless, as if his mind had fallen into a brief blank.

What should he think.

What he should be thinking about.

No results, no answers.

It was not until he vomited a pool of blood that he stopped this meaningless behavior in a daze, looked down at the pool of blood on the ground, not knowing what he had just done.

"..."

Then, a gentle touch came.

The godfather took a white handkerchief and carefully wiped the blood off his fingers.

"...There will be a way." The Godfather folded his handkerchief: "Don't hurt yourself."

Su Mingan gradually calmed down. After a long silence, he spoke, his voice was extremely hoarse, as if it contained blood:
"Then Si Yue and Yue Yue are the bodies she uses to revive?"

"They are indeed shells, and their souls are imprinted. However, they are independent individuals. Yueyue has never thought of invading them." Li Mingyue said:
"She just wants you to see them so that you will think she is not dead and you won't be sad. After all, in principle, they are indeed equivalent to Yueyue who is not so complete."

"She wants you to make new friends and for you not to notice her departure - as long as 'Yueyue' exists, it doesn't matter whether it's her or not."

"But, after thinking for a long time, I decided to bring you to see the real Yueyue. Even the cruel truth is better than a warm fairy tale."

If Li Mingyue didn't tell Su Mingan the truth, perhaps Su Mingan would really think that Si Yue and Yue Yue were Yueyue herself. He would only recognize which one was the real Yueyue and would not feel sad.

But Su Mingan was glad that he knew the truth.

...How could she hide herself in the forgotten past, embrace death and loneliness, and leave behind two "her" to welcome happiness and new life?
"...Is there any other solution?" Su Mingan said softly.

"There should be a way in the Disciple game. It does not conflict with your main quest." Li Mingyue said: "If there is an authority similar to life, it should be able to help her prolong her life."

But all he said was "prolonging life".

Just like treating a centenarian, everyone knows that the old man will soon reach the end, and all the steps are just to extend it for one or two years.

The observer is so free, enjoying life in every world, but the long time also means that there is a deep time gap between her and the player. His half a year is equivalent to her thousand years, so when he reaches the age of nineteen, she is already old.

This was the natural outcome, foreshadowed in the old days. But he thought she would live out her years until he died.

But she was clearly ahead of him.

Now, finally, it was his turn to face the lingering question.

"...There is another way to solve the problem once and for all." Li Mingyue pursed her lips and sighed: "Help her...upgrade her dimension."

Become like the shadow, forever free and forever alone.

Luo Vasha is of a very high status. If she keeps going, she should be able to find some opportunities to upgrade, just like Fun Demon and Spark. I believe Spark is willing to help.

"I understand." Su Mingan moved the corners of his mouth slightly.

He was thinking that there was a high probability that he would be upgraded and unable to return home. He could help her upgrade, and with Noel who wanted to upgrade... maybe they could even form a "high-dimensional combination"! Wandering around in the universe, looking at their own planet through the barrier when they have nothing to do, watching Lu Shu and Yamada travel in Taihua Mountain, watching them eat hot pot in Lin Yin's hometown, going to the north to experience the ice and snow scenery, and watching the unguided lavender, until Lu Shu and the others grow old, get sick and die, until Lu Shu and the others turn into graves, until there is no one familiar on the planet. Then traveling in the vast universe and looking for new scenery... It seems quite interesting, yes, it is quite interesting.

Ha, hahahaha, hahahaha…

He laughed in his heart, but his expression was as still as if he had forgotten how to mobilize his muscles. A dry smile was tugged at the corners of his mouth, and it was hard to tell whether he was laughing or crying.

He had gotten used to thinking about happy things when he was feeling down, and even if they were not funny, he would force himself to laugh out loud, so that he would look like normal again.

As long as no one can see the fragmentation inside, it's fine. Of course, the wound will not heal, but will only become more and more broken with wear and tear, and it can't be put together at all. But what if he deliberately ignores his wounds?
When he was forced by busy tasks to gradually forget about his unhappiness, he became "happy".

After all, if even he was depressed, Lu Shu, Noel, Isabella and the others would all be worried, and there would be no benefit.

So, he stretched out his hands, touched the corners of his mouth, and raised it a little. This action might really work. Inexplicably, he felt a trace of "happiness" gradually emerge from his dry and barren heart, like clear spring water flowing out of a stone. He smiled, put away Yueyue's book, and smiled at Li Mingyue: "Okay, Godfather, I have to go back and prepare."

In the third level of the Disciple Game, he couldn't play in a vulnerable state.

Li Mingyue lowered her eyes and looked at him, her eyes were misty and filled with indescribable emotions.

"Okay." Li Mingyue said.

Su Mingan turned around and walked out step by step. The exhibition hall was extremely quiet and one could hear a pin drop. The cold light shone on his trembling eyelashes. His lips were raised and he smiled, like a qualified first player.

He took a few steps and was suddenly stopped.

"Wait a minute." The voice was getting closer and closer to him, and Li Mingyue was walking towards him.

Then, Li Mingyue's white hair blew on his body and he stretched out his hand.

He slightly widened his eyes, looking at Li Mingyue's outstretched hand in confusion. He looked down at his bow tie and cuffs, and there was nothing wrong with them. Earlier in the church in the old days, Li Mingyue had straightened his clothes for him, but it seemed unnecessary now.

He no longer needs to tidy up his clothes or rely on his godfather.

But that warm, dry hand did not adjust his collar, but moved slightly upwards, with its knuckles bent.

...gently brushed the corner of his eye.

Took away something imperceptible.

"...It's fine now." Li Mingyue put her hands behind her back, wiped them gently, and nodded at him: "Go."

No one pointed out the meaning of his action.

They all seemed to have tacitly let go of the topic.

Su Mingan nodded, turned around and walked out. When he walked out of this dignified and solemn tomb of books and walked under the starry night, his expression was the same as usual.

The starlight fell on his face, his eyes were clean and clear, still the same as before.

He closed the live broadcast room when he lost his composure, but reopened it after he confirmed that he was fine. So people saw that he was still the calm and composed No. 1 player. He would not lose his composure, nor would he break down and cry. Even after learning about the death of his companion, he was still as strong as before, walking under the spotlight with confidence.

This is the [protagonist].

This is... everyone's favorite [protagonist].

However, before waiting to enter the Disciple Game, he took out the thick book from his backpack, stroked it with his fingers, and read her story page by page. From the initial encounter in the alley, to playing hopscotch, avoiding domestic violence, sharing chocolate, playing Overcooked together, dancing under the moonlight...

……

unconsciously.

She filled his life.

He reshaped her years.

……

[“Disciple Game·Level 3·Alice’s Dream” has been opened. 】

[You will be teleported to the competition venue soon——]

……

At the last moment, he slowly placed the book against his forehead, and just like that, he seemed to be able to feel the warmth in her eyes.

The crystal cat ear pendant swayed and hit his eyelids.

“Ding—ding—!”

At this moment, his eyelashes trembled slightly.

……

——It was like touching a hug full of pain.

……

[Participant No. 0000003030, welcome to the Disciple Game! 】

……

"Shh-!"

Su Mingan opened his eyes.

He thought he would appear on the Mingxi campus, but found that there was an endless square in front of him.

Hundreds of millions of contestants stood here, looking up blankly, wondering why the game had not started.

"I guess Boss Rabbit wants to say some nonsense and act cute. It's really annoying." A person nearby said.

"Who wants to watch? Let's start the game. I have killed more than 20 people in real life these few days, and I finally found the feel of killing. I will definitely win in the end..." The speaker was a teenager whose worldview had been distorted by the game.

Amid people’s impatient gazes, the host appeared.

However, not Boss Rabbit.

Instead, he was a young man with elegant figure, slender figure, and cat ears, wearing a black lace dress. He was leaning on a rose scepter, his black hair was fluttering, and he had a pair of dark almond eyes with a deep gaze.

Amid the people's astonished gaze, he landed on the stone pillar in the sky.

"Good evening, everyone." The young man spoke calmly, bowed slightly, and lowered his black hat: "From today on, [Disciple Game] has been usurped by [Disciple Game]. I am the new host - Boss Cat."

……what?
Su Mingan almost thought he had heard it wrong.

People also looked stunned and couldn't understand what was happening.

"As we all know, piracy is endless. When one pirate falls, a new one rises up. They will revive again and again despite repeated bans. As long as there is profit, they will always be like maggots on the tarsal bone, which will be reborn again after the spring breeze blows." Boss Cat said calmly: "And the [Disciple Game] you saw before is just the most stubborn one among the pirates. Unfortunately, my [Disciple Game] has killed them in the past few days, so now it is my turn to host it."

"But don't worry. All the data will be preserved. Apart from the change of organizer, there is basically no difference. The game only has six levels, and today is the third level."

"I'm not as mean as Boss Rabbit. I don't know how to act cute or dance. Now, let the game begin."

Su Mingan was extremely shocked when he heard this. Could it be that Boss Rabbit was really defeated?

It turns out there is more than one pirated game. No wonder... There should be more than one ambitious person like Boss Rabbit who wants to kill the world game in Luowasha. Restricted by the information cocoon, Su Mingan only saw Boss Rabbit before. However, no matter what conspiracy they have, he will crack it in the end.

"Then why is it called [Disciple Game]..."

His voice was very low, originally just for himself, but he found that the high-ranking host had been looking at him quietly, and his voice was heard by everyone:

“Because I don’t know how to name it.”

People looked around in confusion, wondering who the host was answering - who was so prestigious? Who could have the host answer the question in person?

Su Mingan raised his head.

Coincidentally, the cat's ears moved when they met the host's dark gaze.