first player

Chapter 218 210 Chapter [-] · "The number one player is extraordinary" (thanks to "Ren Beicheng" helmsman)
After driving Mo Yan back to his room, Su Mingan rested for more than three hours until six o'clock in the morning, entering the safe time of day.

He pushed open the door, and players in blue and white hospital gowns were coming out of the doors in the corridors on both sides.

At this time, there was no night shadow in the corridor, and the dangerous light did not appear.

With gray and white walls, wooden and bright yellow floors, the corridor looks extremely narrow, as if all the living space has been squeezed out.Every inch of light is desperately growing in all directions.

When the light falls on people, every inch of the folds is shimmering.

Su Mingan took the opportunity to take a look at the furnishings of those players' rooms. It was no different from his room, and the initial situation of all players should be the same.

……and many more.

He suddenly thought of the "surgery was successful" before he opened his eyes at the beginning of the game.

In the process of communicating with Mo Yan, Mo Yan didn't seem to mention this situation once.If the "surgery was successful" was only for him...

As he was thinking, he saw the third door from the left open.

With his head held high, a young player with the appearance of "you are all ants" came out, and Su Mingan heard other people whispering.

"...That is the first player."

"That's right, I heard a voice in the corridor last night. That's Su Mingan."

"...That's quite lucky, if you can follow him through the customs."

"—Big Brother, Big Brother!"

With a "bang", Mo Yan, who was holding the sword, leaned out from the side: "Brother woke up? Did you sleep well?"

"Your number one god is over there." Su Mingan pointed to the center of everyone's eyes.

Just after the "first player" went out first, the other players followed that person more or less, as if spontaneously.

"Ham, I'm very satisfied if I have a signature." Mo Yan glanced over there, and said in a low voice, "Brother, don't mess with him. If you get too close and get "clicked", then it's over..."

Su Mingan didn't know when he became so scary.

At this moment, there was an extremely small "click" sound from the side.

The black-haired girl slowly pushed the door open, her eyes were half hidden behind the thick bangs, and the exposed eyes dodged, the whole person was like a rabbit out of a hole.

"—Lin Jiangda! Good morning!"

Mo Yan was as happy as at an idol meeting.

"……what."

Lin Jiang, however, seemed to have been frightened back. With a flick of her black hair, she shrank back in an instant, leaving only one white hand holding on to the door frame.

She seemed terrified.

... Just like when Su Mingan saw her at the beginning of the fourth world, she lowered her head and trembled all over her body.Like an autistic girl who dare not speak, she is afraid that words will be useless.

There is no such aggression at night that wants to pick people's skin at every turn.

"Da Lin Jiang, why do you..."

"Don't come here!"

Seeing Mo Yan approaching, Lin Jiang rushed out like a little white rabbit, the floor under his feet creaked, overwhelming Mo Yan's voice for a moment.

Mo Yan stretched out his hand, staring at Lin Jiang who ran away in an instant, dumbfounded.

"...When did I become so scary?" Mo Yan was shocked: "I don't know when I awakened some domineering aura, which made Lin Jiangda start to be afraid of me..."

Su Mingan watched the slender figure go away quickly, and had a guess in his heart.

Lin Jiang, she may also have a mental illness.

At the beginning of the Fourth World, the timid and fearful appearance made it impossible to see any flaws at all—maybe it was because it was not an act at all.

At this moment, the sound of a loudspeaker sounded.

[It's six fifteen in the morning. 】

[Students are requested to gather on the third floor as soon as possible, latecomers will be punished according to regulations. 】

Su Mingan followed the prompts and walked forward until he saw an upward staircase.

The halo flowed on the orange handrail, and there was a "squeak" noise of people walking upstairs.

Dust floated in the air, with a unique smell of disinfectant. Su Mingan coughed a few times to sweep away the flocculent dust around him.

He remembered that there were no stairs here during the night time.

The third floor that appeared out of nowhere seemed to be specially prepared for the daytime session.

Walking up the stairs, Su Mingan saw a large classroom.At the front end there is a large podium and a blackboard covered by darkness, while the tables and chairs below appear messy, the aisle is very empty, and the distance between the tables and chairs is enough for several people to walk side by side.

In the huge classroom, there are thirty seats and tables.

... thirty sheets.

The numbers are wrong.

Su Mingan remembered that the number of players in the same instance was exactly 20.

The ten extra people who came out are...

He looked over.

The seat is not a hard wooden student chair, but a sofa soft chair. In addition to the backrest, there is even a cushion on it, which looks very comfortable.

But Su Mingan saw the iron ring on the armrest of the soft chair at first glance.

It's like holding hands.

At this time, the other players were already in place, standing in a mess in the large classroom. Rows of blue and white hospital gowns dangled in his field of vision, which made him feel a little dizzy.

Su Mingan and Mo Yan walked in, but did not attract much attention.

The core of everyone lies in a player who is sitting on a soft chair beside him, looking leisurely.

"The first player..."

"He is Su Mingan..."

"That's right, I heard it in the room. Lin Jiang, who is at the top of the leaderboard, also admitted his identity..."

The player known as the "first player" closed his eyes, leaned against the back of the chair, crossed his hands, and looked very calm, as if he was not listening to the outside window, and didn't care about these admiring or surprised gazes at all.

The faint light fell on his hospital gown, as if covered with a layer of light golden gauze.

He closed his eyes, did not speak, and looked confident, as if he could always maintain confidence in such a chaotic and dangerous environment.

With such an appearance, it looks very compelling.

When the players next to him looked at it, they didn't dare to look directly at it, they just pretended to look at it inadvertently.

Su Mingan: "..."

"The great god is extraordinary." Mo Yan next to him made up the knife.

(End of this chapter)