first player

Chapter 235 Chapter 230·"The Most Normal Madman"

"What's the first case today?" The man with the back of the head suddenly said.

"23." The white-haired man said: "The mental breakdown...the reason is the Sixth World. These people went crazy as soon as they returned. Not only that, as far as I know, the suicide rate is also on the rise."

"...Will someone commit suicide?" The man with the back of his head was stunned.

"Even in the original world, there were so many suicides every day. In this world, there will only be more." The white-haired man sighed: "World Games, the organizer...they are like Bodhidharma The sword of Chris hangs above our heads, and it will fall down at any time."

"..."

"The world is changing in leaps and bounds. People's ideological positions and methods are different. Some people choose to follow the trend, some choose to catch up, some choose to gain experience from skills and props, and some try to talk directly to the organizer...then some people can't face it. , Choosing to end your life is also a very normal thing.”

"...this is ridiculous."

"People in this world have long been like dead skins." He said, "Look at those people walking on the street, sitting in the shop, lying on the bed, talking in the forum...they all , Don’t look at them as bystanders, in fact, they are already dying... psychological death, they are like dehydrated patients.”

"..."

He tapped the body of the cigarette with his finger, and the fluffy white ash floated down from the cigarette butt: "You have seen it, Cole, seeing those people who committed suicide in the main god's space live - that is really hopeless, even the soul is wiped out people.

Those people think that human beings have no future, the long river of history has been cut off from our generation, and tomorrow will never come one year later..."

"Stop it," Cole said.

"Those people who commit suicide and will not be resurrected, have you seen their death in the screenshots of the forum? It is really shocking...their eyes are the most hopeless eyes I have ever seen, all memories, fantasies, dreams , ideals... are all wiped out." The white-haired man didn't stop.

He leaned against the wall, exhaled smoke rings, his eyes gradually became indifferent:
"Some people burned themselves to death, their ashes were scattered like snow, some people died in the explosion, blood and flesh rained everywhere, some people chose to swallow poison, and their skin shriveled little by little in the live broadcast room...

Are they doing it wrong?Not quite.They have the right to give up their own lives.

They have lost all hope.Like believers losing their faith, they have come to a completely unknown age where there may always be only darkness in front of them..."

"Stop it." Cole repeated again.

He clenched his fists tightly, closed his eyes, and his face was full of unwillingness.

"As for us... me and you, standing here in the artificial rain, smoking the inferior cigarettes that miss the past, talking about these unnutritious topics.

Our behavior, in essence, is no different from those guys in the World Forum.It's just that we're talking about it.

Human beings always like to glorify their behavior.

Cole, we probably won't be able to escape this fence constructed by ourselves..."

"I'm just sympathizing with those guys, and I happened to meet such a dungeon." Cole said, "Qin Er—find someone who is willing to listen to you."

"I'm just expressing some emotions." Qin You smiled: "After all, if a person keeps suppressing himself and lives like a machine, he will really become a lunatic."

"If you don't participate in the copy, you can become a lunatic. People's psychological abilities are really fragile."

"Don't underestimate human beings, and don't underestimate them, Cole." Qin You said, "You see, although there are always people who are desperate, in such a world, there will always be pioneers of the times."

"Pioneer?" Cole grinned with a slightly ferocious smile: "Just the group of lunatics in the top players?"

"You think they're crazy?"

"The brain circuit of the top player is obviously consistent with the copy set by the organizer. A human being whose brain circuit is consistent with the organizer's is not a normal human being."

"Perhaps you are right." Qin You nodded in agreement, "But as far as I know, it seems that so far, there has been no case where the top players have gone crazy."

"It's very simple to explain." Cole sneered.

He looked up and looked at the screen of the live broadcast room that was being played in the rain, his eyes were icy for a moment:
"—Because those top players have already gone crazy. How can a madman go crazy again?"

"is it?"

"From the first time I cleared the game, no one is [normal] anymore." Cole twitched the corner of his mouth.

Qin You looked away.

What he was looking at was a white-clothed doctor holding a scalpel on a live broadcast screen, looking expressionlessly at a road of corpses on the ground.

Blood stained every corner of the narrow corridor, and even the orange escalator seemed to be painted with blood.

The weird, terrifying, thick cloud-like darkness seems to flow slowly out of the screen at any time.

... Just watching this scene made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Not to mention the players in it.

...Even if these players survive in the end, they will probably not be far from a lunatic in the end.

"This copy is dividing human beings horizontally." He said: "Normal people, and [crazy people]."

"When human beings reach a certain limit, they are no longer human beings." Cole said: "The way of thinking and three views of this group of people will be very different from ours. They have long been biased by these dungeons, but this The dungeon is particularly obvious—the stronger the player, in my opinion, the deeper the influence of the dungeon, and the more crazy he will be."

"For example, the strongest number one player?" Qin You pouted at the screen.

"He." Cole laughed.

His hanging hand shook unconsciously, and in front of him was an almost upside-down world.

In the ears, the sound of raindrops is endless.

"...He is the biggest lunatic." Cole said: "If you expect that kind of lunatic to lead mankind—then I might as well find a chance. Believe in a religion and expect the gods to lead me."

"The first player is a lunatic." Qin You nodded: "But he is also the most rational and normal lunatic. Before he really goes crazy and loses his mind, everyone can believe that he is the most normal person."

"What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting...just talking casually." Qin You suddenly changed the subject: "Ah, by the way, I forgot to tell you, I recently believed in religion."

"Interesting, it can make a guy like you so obsessed... What is it?"

"Lighthouse Teaching."

"……what?"

"Lighthouse Sect." Qin You repeated in a very soft tone, "Maybe I'm going crazy too."

"Are you crazy, you want to believe in that kind of guy?"

"Unexpectedly, I actually think it's not bad." Qin You smiled:

"...in such a hopeless world, everyone has his own god in his heart.

Think of lunatics as gods... Do you think it's me who is crazy, or is it generally believed in this way, what about those human beings? "

(End of this chapter)