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Chapter 23 Chapter 22 · "The Age of Unable to See Light"

The barrage was smoky and noisy.

"I know it's shameless, and I don't want to force you." Aman said, "But, I don't want to let my companions die... Why, obviously we can all give up the advanced tasks to protect the people, but you only care about that at a young age. Points - points for perfect clearance is so important in your eyes!"

After closing the cork of the bottle in his hand, Su Mingan looked at the woman in tears.

"Important," he said.

"It's not for that reward..." Aman raised his eyelids and saw the other party's eyes, which stabbed her eyes for a moment.

He was looking at her.

...why are you looking at me like that!
Oman gritted his teeth, and his anger rose in an instant.

The crazy thoughts in her heart were linked together, licking her heart like a fire, gradually covering her reason.

Then, she came up with an idea - since words can't make the person in front of her give up, it's good to get the antidote forcibly!Anyway, anyway... In the end, it's just a matter of compensating him. This is the end of the world, and it is normal for her to take action...

Aman is not particularly righteous, and after she can't get what she wants, her mind quickly assimilates with the game.

Her hand was drawn to her waist in an instant, and the light of the dagger flashed in an instant—

"Oman!" Yang Changxu's slightly panicked stop sound came from behind.

She suddenly pounced on her body like a cheetah, and her hand stretched out straight towards the life-saving antidote that was so close at hand—

"Shh!"

A cold light gradually appeared in front of him.

Aman felt a burst of tinnitus surging in her mind, she opened her mouth, her eyes shifted for a moment——

His arm holding the dagger suddenly flew up like a kite, blood-colored and coquettish, with beautiful blood flowers.

Chocolate bars scattered like fireworks.

The black-haired girl looked at her coldly, and stabbed her throat with a sword.

"More mouth." She bit down hard, and the chocolate bar made a crisp "click" sound, which was especially loud in the dead room.

That sword light was as cold as snow in an instant:
"The next sword will kill you."

……

The next moment, the barrage exploded and swiped the screen.

"Oman--!" The man let out an almost miserable whimper.

Oman could not maintain his balance and fell down and passed out.

"Ahhhh—" the eyes of the crew-cut young man were red, he roared, grabbed the stick in his hand and rushed over.

Yueyue's eyes were slightly cold, her sword was raised, and her line of sight had completely locked it.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, an extremely loud sound suddenly sounded when the sword was drawn.

Yang Changxu slapped the young man hard.

The stunned young man covered his face in a daze.His somewhat stagnant gaze slowly sank to Oman who was on the ground, and then, extremely weak, extremely slowly, as if all the strength of his whole body had been suddenly taken away, he fell to his knees, his forehead hanging on the ground, Crying and whimpering.

"Why...why is this...

We just, just want to save people, that's all..."

He lay on the ground, wailing like a wounded beast.

"I'm sorry." Yang Changxu stepped forward, his movements extremely heavy, and bowed deeply to Su Ming'an: "It's our fault that we didn't know how to advance or retreat, and we didn't know how to be grateful, and we kidnapped you in such a disgusting way. I, Yang Changxu, were caught by you. Saved once, this life is yours, you can use it however you want..."

"Go find a way to save this woman." Su Ming'an said, turning around: "If you want to live and earn points for all mankind - there are blood bottles and tourniquets in the store, and it's still too late."

Yang Changxu stood up straight and stared blankly at Su Ming'an's back.

Su Ming'an held the half of the antidote in his hand, and fell into the shadows of the downstairs.

The bloody smell that had always existed in the air finally lightened up a little, and then the depression gradually dissipated.

At the entrance of the supermarket, a gentle moonlight was silent.

Su Mingan walked into the night in an instant.

Under the condensed moonlight, his figure was pulled extremely long for a while.

In the upper right corner, the barrage of crazy quarrels has been mixed up, with the support party and the opposition party constantly, but Su Ming'an's eyes never moved up, he just looked into the distance.

There was a faint blood energy in the wind, and there were inhuman roars of zombies in the distance.

...however it doesn't look like a good place to express poetry.

Yueyue wiped her sword and walked from behind, looking at him.

"Turn off the live broadcast." She said, "It's smoky."

Su Mingan shook his head.

In addition to earning extra points for his live broadcast, he also has other reasons.One is to expand his influence and let everyone see him.The second is to be able to subtly guide people with the idea of ​​advocating "adventure" rather than "watching".The third is, taking into account the old order on Zhai Xing, as a student who is inexplicably emerging, it is best for him to record his customs clearance route completely, so that people can know the bottom line.This will also help his subsequent development.

"Have you heard of the spotlight effect?" Su Mingan asked suddenly.

Yueyue looked puzzled.

"The despair of the group will bring about greater despair, but unfortunately, everyone is currently in such a situation." Su Mingan said:
"Humanity is in chaos, contact is completely cut off, and even relatives cannot be found...

In a large, disorderly group, in order to have a leader stand out, in addition to basic competencies, there is one more thing, that is, a spotlight.

Under the spotlight, everyone's eyes are looking in one direction, which naturally forms a core point - at that point, all the leaders' words will be clearly conveyed, and the will and ideas of the public will follow the herd mentality and Dependent on psychology and driven by nature.

If you want to drive such a desperate group so that they can all move towards a common goal...you must establish a clear and firm goal. "

Yueyue blinked again.

She had been watching him since she was a child, and she could feel the emotional difference in his tone.

Su Ming'an... seems to be deliberately showing a very excited look.

He said this, as if to confuse someone.

...who is he trying to confuse?
"Based on the above theory." Su Mingan looked at her: "In the world game, if everyone is a lost ship in the sea, I hope that I can become the clear target in their eyes... such as a lighthouse at sea."

"You will." Yueyue said.

The barrage is full of [what is this anchor being narcissistic about] [everyone's beacon, is he worthy too? 】【Who does he think he is? ], when
Su Mingan only looked at Yueyue's eyes looking at him calmly.

... He knew that it was strange that he looked like this, and he threatened to keep winning.

But this behavior is what he used to confuse the organizers.

[The first player] is a teenager who has just grown up, a student who has not passed the second semester of high school.If someone like him suddenly becomes the [Number One Player], he should be proud and full of responsibility.

In fact, he is also building this image.

In this way, it should be possible to hide the secret of his death rollback from the organizer, and hide why he knew that perfect clearance was important.

In addition to himself with the highest success rate, he also hopes that other people can pass the level perfectly - he hopes that his behavior can make others subtly realize that "it is important to stand at the end, and it is important to pass the level perfectly".

[Secondary school boy, wants to lead everyone, wants to win to the end-what a perfect answer. 】

Before the final outcome was revealed, he was willing to pretend to be such a hot-blooded teenager.

In such an era, no one is more fortunate than anyone else, and no one is more unfortunate than anyone else.

The mission is to overcome obstacles.

"--I'm sleepy."

Yueyue yawned suddenly.

She raised her steps, dragged her long sheathed sword, and shuffled towards the nearest house.

"Sleep," she said, and walked over by herself.

Su Ming'an quickened his pace and followed.

--During this period.

No gaze or words from the audience and players can affect him.

Being said to be a secondary school is not normal...then it is not normal.

To redeem Zhai Xing, bet the game of fate.

Where freedom stops or is limited, the game ends.

Denied alienation, extreme—he was happy to see the end.

He has mastered this "restricted freedom", and will use it to ignite the flames of declaring war.

……

He was willing to sink into the drowsy rain.

In this age of invisible light.

……

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(End of this chapter)