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Chapter 1264: "He and the Savior." (Thanks to the leader of "White Clothes Mistaken Chang'an")
"That Qin Ze just now looked about twelve or thirteen years old, the age of a 'child', so he was taken away by the robot for protection after only a few steps." Xiao An looked at Xiao Nuo: "Then you..."

"Ahem." Xiao Nuo coughed. "Maybe they have a way to test age, and they don't measure appearance and height. Look, this gentleman and I are both about fifteen or sixteen years old, and we weren't taken away either."

He pointed at Su Mingan.

When Su Mingan heard the word "fifteen or sixteen years old", he picked up his hair in confusion and found that his hair was actually white.

…Why does my appearance keep changing? After taking a nap in the afternoon, I changed from Su Liujin to Si Que. After entering the disciple game, I changed from Si Que to Su Liujin again. What is this? Is this Sichuan Opera face-changing?
"There may be clues on the street. Let's walk and look." Xiao Su said.

They walked along the alley, and all they saw was steel and concrete.

On the way, Su Mingan met Yamada Machiichi. This man was acting stealthily, searching through garbage with a mechanical arm, and looked really down and out.

"Yamada." Su Mingan called out.

Yamada Machi turned around, his eyes lit up: "Su Ming'an!"

"Do you know me?" Xiao Su was stunned.

"Ah... uh..." Yamada Machiichi quickly understood the current situation, coughed dryly, and said to Su Mingan: "You... what's your name?"

"Lin Yin." Su Mingan said kindly.

“Ah, Lin Yin.” Yamada Machi opened his arms: “Finally I meet you! Lin Yin!”

His expression was like a child meeting his biological father and he was almost about to cry.

"Lovasa is so dangerous! People are really hungry. I'm just a big piece of iron, but some people want to take a bite! Fortunately, I met you. You definitely won't eat me." Yamada Machi patted his chest. In the past few days, he has fully experienced what the food chain is. He is like a fish living in the sea. All he sees is big fish eating small fish, and small fish eating shrimp. People who said a few words yesterday may be eaten today. It's really scary.

"Hmm..." Su Mingan thought to himself. Of course I won't eat you, just don't eat me.

"My friend, so your name is Lin Yin." Xiao An looked at Su Mingan: "But I remember that on the first level of the world chessboard, your code name was Noel?"

Xiao Nuo next to him looked puzzled.

Su Mingan showed the same embarrassment as Yamada Machiichi: "A pseudonym, a pseudonym... I heard that the second player is extraordinary, so I used the pseudonym Noel. Lin Yin is my real name."

"Oh!" Xiao Su suddenly realized: "It sounds good."

At this time, Su Mingan's clue insight skill lit up. He looked up and saw an advertisement on the telephone pole: "There are clues there..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Su leaped up and landed on the electric pole, then slid down the pole and handed him the flyer: "My friend, you have a good eye. This thing seems to be quite valuable."

...Things marked by the clue insight skill are of course valuable.

For Xiao Su at this stage, purple-level skills are still too advanced. Using such top-level skills to find clues, Su Mingan felt like the God of War Dragon King returning to the Novice Village.

He looked at the flyer. It was a very new advertisement and had a strong smell of ink.

When I opened it, I saw several lines of big red characters:
[Are you still troubled by your child not being able to write for himself? Are you still troubled by your child not being obedient? Are you still troubled by your child not wanting to take your pen? ]

【Come to Building No. 169, Hongshan Street, to create a "perfect personality" for your child and make your child a superior person! 】

The following is the basic pricing:

[A 30-word poem about your child: Baicheng coins.]

[A 35-word essay about your child: Baicheng coins.]

[Draw three character elements for your child: 80 White City Coins. ]

[Long articles to help improve your child's character: 40 Baicheng coins/10 words. For complex characters, add Baicheng coins/ words.]

[On-site guidance to improve your creative ability and increase your inspiration: 200 Baicheng coins/hour. ]

……

"Wow." Yamada Machi whistled:
"This city has a similar worldview to Rovatha, which is really cool."

“Everyone uses the pen to create life. But in this city, the lives created by people are regarded as their own children.”

Su Mingan was surprised: "You know a lot about this?"

"Yes, I am quite interested, so I have been cramming to learn about Lovasa's worldview these days." Yamada-cho spread his hands and said excitedly:

"Rovatha is like... a kingdom in the sky made of words! A fantasy world! I can't describe my love for it in words."

"I've read through history. Since the Second Era of Lovasa, when science disappeared, the Creators appeared. They painted everything they dreamed of and wrote one magical setting after another in Lovasa. For example, apples are not affected by gravity, cakes can change colors, and two iron balls will not fall to the ground at the same time..."

“Many creators are keen on writing about life.”

"But only C-level creators can unlock the [Create Character] function. And only if the character is brilliant enough and logically self-consistent, can a character open its eyes and come alive on paper. 95% of characters can only stay on paper forever, restricted by various factors and unable to be reproduced in reality."

"So, an industry chain has emerged... For example, for the characters you write about, you buy impression poems, impression essays, long essays to improve the characters, etc., to make the characters more full and complete. Maybe one day... the characters you write about will come to life."

"This flyer should be providing this kind of service. However, this city has been invaded by the virus, and people have lost their creativity and inspiration. Even if I buy this service, I probably won't be able to bring the characters I wrote to life."

"So..." Su Mingan roughly understood.

Yamada Machiichi's information was very timely. When Su Mingan was promoted to a C-level creator, he would start trying to create life. After all, it was not enough to just use other players as supporting roles. It was necessary to add original characters written by oneself.

"It's just that this city is a bit too much." Yamada Machi shrugged. "In Rovatha, the lives written by the creator are free the moment they open their eyes. They will become a complete person, free from the creator's pen, no longer bound by the creator's constraints and smears, and walk out of their own stories. But in this city, people firmly control the lives they write, regard them as 'children' who need to be controlled and educated, and order the children to carry on their family line... It's a bit of an imposed responsibility."

"After all, the people in this city don't seem to rely on marriage and childbirth to reproduce, but only rely on writing children to reproduce. It may be that there is something wrong with their body functions and they have to do this." Su Mingan said: "Now the way to write children has also been blocked by the virus, so this city has become lifeless and no new life can be born."

“Yes.” Yamada Machiichi sighed: “If they don’t force the children they write to do something or to carry on the family line… then they are still worthy of respect. This kind of thing should be up to the children themselves.”

Their conversation did not avoid Xiao Su and Xiao Nuo.

After a moment, Xiao Su asked cautiously, "Friend. Is Luowasha the name of your hometown?"

Xiao Su knew that his NPC friend had a mysterious origin, so he never investigated further. But since Su Mingan mentioned it, Xiao Su still wanted to ask.

"No." Su Mingan smiled: "Luo Washa is just my temporary residence, my hometown..."

He looked into Xiao Su's clear eyes.

...My hometown is the same as you.

"My hometown is very far away." After thinking for a moment, Su Mingan spoke.

"Ah." Xiao Su seemed to sense Su Ming'an's longing and wished him well.

"My friend, I hope you can return to your hometown soon after all your travels."

Although Su Mingan knew that it was almost impossible, he still smiled and nodded.

"Yes, there will be no problem." Yamada Machiichi didn't know that Su Ming'an had made a deal with the organizer. He certainly felt that there was no problem and patted Su Ming'an on the shoulder confidently: "It's a sure thing! I have listed the tour route for the Second Dimension Street. When you go back, I guarantee you will be satisfied..."

He seemed to realize that he had let the cat out of the bag, his shoulders trembled, and he quickly said: "I'm not from the second dimension, I just saw that you liked it, so I prepared it for you. I'm really not, I'm really not..."

"Okay, I got it." Su Mingan smiled.

...He was thinking, if he really couldn't go back, then he should let Yamada Machiichi explore the tour route by himself.

After all, Yamada Machiichi's concentration in the second dimension is much higher than his, so he will definitely have a good time.

……

They went deeper and deeper. Along the way, Su Mingan used his super high perception to avoid various traps and dangers. When he encountered robbers and players who were looking for death, he would use space vibrations wildly as if he was in an empty space.

"You are worthy of being the lighthouse that walks with me..." Xiao Su said admiringly: "I didn't expect that you are also good at spatial abilities, you are amazing."

"I know a little bit." Su Mingan said modestly.

They stopped passing No. 169 Hongshan Street.

Xiao Su pushed Su Mingan's wheelchair into the building, which was a large building similar to a training institution, with classrooms, a whiteboard room, a projection room, and a huge reception room.

"Hello, would you like to get to know my child?" At this time, a local from Baicheng was holding a stack of flyers. She had her brown hair loose and was distributing the flyers to others.

Su Mingan took the flyer and looked down. It said [Name: Tucker. Age: 18. Personality: Lively and cheerful. Occupation: Poet. Common phrase: "I want the voice of poetry to spread to every corner of the city." Background story: He is a painter from an outer city. One day...]

Is this... the "child" written by this Creator?

Su Mingan looked at the back and saw some pictures of this character.

"Take a look at his settings. There are texts, pictures, his background story, personality and hobbies. I wrote them all bit by bit... He is really a good person. If it weren't for the virus in my body..." The flaxen-haired girl kept distributing flyers, her face full of persistence and perseverance: "I believe that as long as enough people like him, he will definitely come to life from the blank paper! Get to know my child... Take a look, I want him to come to life, take a look!"

Su Mingan read the flyer carefully before putting it into his backpack.

When Yamada saw this scene, he sighed:
"Everyone knows the creator Si Que. Even if he writes a few words, people will read them. But in fact, most creators are in such a lonely situation."

"Just like the people in White City, no matter how well they write, as long as there is a virus in their bodies, they can't write about life."

"In the history of Luowasha, there have even been several waves of wars to massacre creators. Some were caused by misunderstandings, and some were caused by the generation gap between people and creators. Some people believed that what creators wrote was beyond common sense, had ulterior motives, and would disrupt society, so it would be better to kill them all."

"To this day, most creators face a hostile environment. People always speculate on their ideas with malice, and a little storm can destroy them."

After listening to this, Su Mingan thought of the second story written by Si Que and felt complicated.

In the hall, few people took the flyer from the girl. Even if they did, they would just glance at it and then not look at it.

"—!!"

Suddenly, there was a noise outside.

"—Stop her! Don't let her run away!"

"——Hand her over, there will be several thousand White City coins! It's enough for us to live a carefree life for a few years!"

There was a sound of running behind.

Then, a dusty figure rushed to Su Mingan's wheelchair. She clung to the armrest of Su Mingan's wheelchair, her face covered with dust.

She saw Su Mingan and pleaded, "Can you save me? I don't want to be taken away for transformation. They want to transform me into some kind of machine..."

"What's your name?" Su Mingan asked.

The girl blinked:
"Si Yi."

……