first player

Chapter 390 Chapter 380 Eight · "I hope... to reach that place of happiness immediately."

"I……"

After hearing Noel's words, Luna was taken aback.

Her words were stuck in her mouth.

She had noticed that the atmosphere on the city wall was not right before.

Those players looked at the small boat as if they were enemies, and kept complaining about "being implicated" and "blame the first player's sword slant".However, in fact, before that, when the Kraken attacked, they only had experience points in their eyes, and they were actually the fastest to charge.

Once they can't beat them, once the situation starts to reverse, they are the first to complain.

Even Luna herself... felt a little ashamed to realize that she seemed to have subconsciously shifted all the responsibility to Su Mingan.

She even said something like "What is the first player thinking, can we survive in the end?"

With a certain amount of wisdom and strength, she has an unknowing dependence on the first player, which is terrifying.

"I've seen Su Ming'an's live recording." Noel said, "In the first world, the second world is fine. At that time, the players were still independent and not so dependent. In the fifth world... players Their mentality began to change.

Follow, encircle, imitate, assassinate...

They don't seem to focus on their own strengthening and customs clearance, but like playing the dungeon as the first player boss siege battle.

Now, this phenomenon is even more obvious.

All eyes were focused on him, and some of them even gave up thinking and just focused on watching his shadow and walking behind him.

... They have truly become a group that can be easily influenced, driven, and lose their ability to think -- easily moved by his actions and easily influenced by his words.Their gazes have converged uncontrollably to one place. "

He stared at Luna who said nothing, and paused for a moment.

Luna lowered her eyelids slightly and frowned, she seemed to be thinking too.

Heavy snow fell on her hair, gradually covering it with snow white.Even the four armored team members following behind her were motionless at this moment, like stone statues of falling snow.

The air seemed to freeze at this moment.

"...But maybe this is what he wants." But at this moment, seeing her frowning, Noel suddenly smiled.

"What?" Luna hadn't gotten out of her thoughts yet.

"The lighthouse theory has been proposed since the first world." Noel said in a very low voice, almost whispering.

He turned around, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "...he is really a very foresighted person."

Luna was slightly taken aback.

The moment he turned around, she saw his eyes were extremely bright.

. . . as if a bright fire was burning in his eyes.

Her eyes were still dazed, and she didn't realize why Noel was so happy.

But when thinking about what he just said, her expression gradually became serious.

...the lighthouse theory?

It seems that she needs to study this thing after this copy is over.

It doesn't seem to be just a heretical speech to confuse those low-level players.

She stood where she was, with the wind and snow on her shoulders.

In her field of vision, in the channel chat, the players were still communicating.

"Where's the first player? It's a mess, shouldn't he be responsible for handling it?"

"Yes, if it weren't for him, our dungeon wouldn't be so difficult at all! As long as players who don't participate in the feast on the sea, they can obviously live well!"

"Don't scold, just wait for his next move. The first player is probably quite difficult. I just saw him at the pier. He is covered in blood and looks very weak. He should be fighting against the Siren King. It took a lot of effort for him, and he is probably still lying down to recuperate now, please don't say a few words, the weather is very evil, and people are tired..."

"Yeah, maybe he is still recovering from his injuries. I don't know if he needs to be taken care of. I don't think any of his teammates are there. It's so cold..."

……

"Crackling".

The warm firelight dances in the room where the temperature is gradually rising.

The shadow of the flame swayed on the yellow wall, and the air sucked in was extraordinarily warm.

Su Mingan was lying on the sofa, keeping warm in an extraordinarily comfortable posture.

A large fireplace made of flames was placed next to him, and the hot air was baking his hands that were soaked in seawater and looked blue and white, and waves of warm current gradually flowed into his limbs and bones.

Shouting "This damn weather is really freezing to death", the player channel chat swipes in the lower left corner of his field of vision.

Since the houses near the wharf in the South District were temporarily requisitioned by local soul hunters, the players who were busy moving bricks were frozen like dogs.

But all this has nothing to do with him.

Because it's really warm inside.

He raised his head.

The knight sitting opposite was writing with his head down.

The light of the fire danced on Sherwood's pale face, and his slightly longer sideburns stuck to his ears. Perhaps because he hadn't had a good rest for several nights, his eyes were extremely black and blue.

"I hope... to reach that place of happiness immediately." He muttered in a low voice, and Praia's words kept writing under his pen:

"Looking from a distance, it looks like a beautiful fertile land, a... fertile scene, containing lovely treasures."

After writing here, his pen paused.

"The next sentence is, such a person is the happiest and the happiest." Su Mingan continued.

As he spoke, he bit the chocolate that replenished his strength, and he felt that the chocolate was warm.

"Thank you." Sherwood immediately lowered his head and wrote this sentence.

Su Mingan took a look, and saw that the new pages of the notebook on Sherwood's lap were almost full.

Just now, Sherrod asked many questions.

He asked about the taste of chocolate, about what Christmas is, about the poems read by the little lovers, about what the distant world looks like.

Like a child who has just opened the door to a new world, he is like a sponge that absorbs water, eagerly asking for stories about the new world.

"Spencer, sonnets of love." Su Mingan looked at the words Sheldore continued to write: "Are there any players who are still in the mood to read poems in the copy?"

"When I was patrolling the royal city, I saw a pair of noble men and women taking a walk." Sheldore said: They were chatting about poetry. "

"Have fun while suffering." Su Mingan said.

He glanced at the system notification that just sounded, and Sheld's favorability was now 75.
"Yes, it's very romantic." Sherwood said with a smile, "I've read all the sacred texts and oracles before, but I've never heard such a poem. Changying likes this."

Speaking of his sister, his eyes darkened a little, but quickly returned to normal.

For what he said, "sacred texts and oracles", his attitude is not as respectful as before.

His faith was broken.

The god who manipulates humans and the soul race to fight each other is completely contrary to the image of the benevolent, kind, just, and great Yunshangcheng god he believes in.

The princess who has corrupted her soul and is willing to become the Sea Demon King is completely different from the image of the dignified, beautiful, noble, and benevolent royal princess he swore to be.

Half is belief in the gods, and half is loyalty to the loyalists.

But now, both of them were bloody torn apart in front of him, revealing the ugly reality under the disguise.

Even her only reliance, her younger sister Changying, has never been heard from.

He was momentarily confused.

Everything he had learned before, everything he believed in, burst like a bubble before his eyes. Even standing on this familiar land, he was still like a ship lost in the sea.

"Captain." Sherud looked at him: "I still don't understand why you did these things."

In his eyes, if Su Mingan didn't choose to attack the princess, the princess would not be so desperate that she would completely sacrifice herself and become the Sea Demon King.

In fact, he was not angry with Su Mingan's behavior, nor did he think it was a rebellious behavior.

However, the superficial calm is also calm. If the peace in Praia can be sustained, the lies of the gods and the mask of Princess Tulip can be maintained.

The stability of Praia is based on the sacrifices of several generations. It has experienced disasters and wind and rain, and each time it has been extremely difficult.This kind of stability is too scarce, too rare.No one expected it to disappear entirely with one slant.

He wanted an answer very much.

A Su Rin must choose to break this situation, must reveal the false answer.

"Crackling".

The flames danced.

Facing Sherwood's serious gaze, Su Mingan put down the chocolate in his hand.

"If a house is a dilapidated house, there is a biting cold wind outside." He said: "People who live in the house pull out a brick to check whether the house will collapse, and there may be cold wind blowing in." But if he doesn't smoke this brick, he may never know whether the place he lives in is a dangerous house, and he may be buried under the whole house at any time.

certainly.This house is not necessarily a dangerous house, but there is a risk of collapse.

But if he doesn’t smoke this brick, he will live forever in fear of the house collapsing—then, knowing the danger of the house, you will choose to freeze for a period of time and take out the brick for inspection.Or continue to live in ignorance? "

"..."

Sherrod froze.

His green eyes fluctuated slightly, as if he was seriously thinking about this question.

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[NPC (Shellard) Favorability: 75+5 (Acquaintance with a bosom friend)]

……

"Your ink."

Su Ming'an pointed to his hand, and Sherwood's fingertips trembled, only to realize that the ink had melted under the pen tip resting on the page, blocking the half-written poem.

He put down the pen, and the green in his eyes fluctuated slightly like the surface of a lake in the breeze.

"I will smoke this brick." After a pause, he said:
"I understand. Captain, from your point of view, you have no problem... But, do you want to fight against the gods in the sky as a human?"

"That's right."

"...That's a god, Captain."

"But this is my task." Su Mingan said: "As a player, I will do many things that are impossible in your eyes. Because these things are just difficult tasks in my eyes, since they are given to me hands, it is not impossible."

"Player..."

Sherrod slowly closed the notebook.

Those green eyes are like fireflies on a summer night.

He stared at Su Mingan, as if making a decision.

"I've heard them call you before." He said, "Captain, your real name is...Su Ming'an, right?"

"Yes."

"They call you the number one player, and everyone's communication is almost inseparable from you. You are the strongest traveler among these different worlds, aren't you?"

"Correct."

"Miss Lin Yin once told me that many people in your world can see us through your eyes. Is this true?"

"Yes." Su Mingan nodded.

"Then, can you ask me a question, just ask that question." Shelude said softly: "... In their eyes, am I considered an independent creature?"

Su Mingan ignored the barrage rushing past his eyes.

He didn't look at the audience's answers at all.

"Of course you count." Su Mingan said: "In the previous world, I met a girl named Hui Shuhang, and she told me that everything we saw and thought was personal experience Practical and real. We don’t regret the choices we make at the moment, every minute and every second we experience belongs to us—then, it doesn’t matter whether the world is false or not, you have to believe that you are talking to me at this moment You are an independent and free creature."

After he finished speaking, he accurately heard the prompt from the system.

……

[NPC (Shellard) Favorability: 80+10 (Standby through thick and thin)]

……

Su Mingan felt a little sad.

Looking at Sherwood's slightly bright eyes after hearing this, he felt even more sad.

Even if he said such words, the system prompt that sounded extremely accurately still reminded him of the identity of the npc in front of him.

Even though he said that Sherwood was an independent thinking creature, he himself knew very clearly that Sherwood couldn't escape the shackles of the system at all.

The system can listen to his voice, measure his emotions, and feed back his favor in a numerical form.Including the words Sheld said now, it seems to be in line with the setting of an "npc who has awakened self-awareness".

This mechanism, this character, is no different from the favorability games Su Mingan played before, and those npcs that exist on the computer screen.

After all, the young man in armor in front of him is regarded as a character in the story, as a microcosm of the image of the "Knight of Light" on this land,
Or do you think of it as a free soul, a "person" who can communicate independently with "players" like him?
……

[...Captain, I envy you all. 】

[You don’t need to bear the deep-rooted hatred, you don’t need to implement the ideals of generations, you don’t need to passively fight for the origin of history, and then die on the battlefield that is regarded as your home. 】

[...But I can't. 】

[Even if I know that my world may have been invaded, my thoughts may only be composed of purely mechanical elements, and everything I say and do is just written on paper step by step.What's more, the mission I undertake and the spirit of chivalry I carry out are all for the so-called 'setting'. 】

【...And until now, I am still troubled by the emotions stirring up in my heart and the chivalry spirit I abide by. 】

……

[Free soul. 】

[Will you also have a mission? 】

……

Su Mingan suddenly heard the voice of the person in front of him, which was very vague.

The clear "crack" of the fire sounded at this moment, and he couldn't hear what Sherud said.

But when he looked up, he could see the struggle in the young man's eyes, who were holding the pen tightly.

Like a bright fire burning in his eyes, like a free soul dancing in the fire.

The young man got up and suddenly knelt down.

"dong dong"

A dull sound resounded in the room, the young man touched the ground with his hands, his forehead bowed extremely low.

Su Mingan didn't move.

His gaze was fixed on the other party's golden hair that was filled with a circle of warm light, watching the other party's figure getting lower and lower.

"...Free soul, player." Sheroude said softly, "I know my request is difficult, but the strongest among travelers, Captain.

Can you... free me from this inextricable misery? "

With his faith broken, those who pledged allegiance fled, and his ability to think for himself was in doubt, the knight's spirit was on the verge of collapse.

Even now, he doesn't know whether the reason that prompted him to say this is whether the so-called 'personal design' and 'system' are at work, or he has an independent thinking brain.

He just wanted a new, autonomous path that he could walk on his own.

"What do you want?" Su Mingan asked.

Sherrod raised his head.

In his eyes, there is an extremely sincere emotion, which is rising more and more intensely.

Mission, spirit, bright affinity and talent, these are all innate to him, and they are the "inevitability" that have shaped him today.

But at this time, he had the idea of ​​breaking away from these "inevitables" and seeking "accidental".

Like a fish living in the deep sea, seeing birds by accident.

Bird is the strongest person among the travelers from another world, and the first player.

——For such a bird, what he said to players, what he said about independent living beings, a look in his eyes, a word of encouragement, are like lights, shaking on the small waters above his head, tempting with.

"The princess is gone, my sister is dead... I have no attachment to this land anymore."

He said softly:

"I don't want to be the epitome of a knight who has been erected and named, and I don't want to... be bound by the so-called 'system' for a lifetime until you all leave."

……

"I want...to become an independent, free, independent-minded 'player' who is no longer bound by so-called images and beliefs."

"...Can you take me away, Captain."

……

The fish has the idea of ​​leaving the sea and chasing the birds.

The betrayal of the princess and the death of the younger sister were the last straw that broke the camel's back. He had no more attachments and pushed him to the edge of the bridge of the new world.

The Knight of Light...he is not a mechanized gear, a sword in someone's hand.

he hoped,
The first half of his life, covered in broken beliefs and ruled by a false world, is over.

In the days to come, he will be able to have the "players" who are like those soft-spoken jokes--someone who is not controlled by human settings and thoughts, and who dares to struggle out of this world...

……

【future】.

……

He won't be a so-called "Npc".

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[NPC (Shellard) Favorability: 90+5 (Standby through thick and thin)]

(End of this chapter)