first player

Chapter 589 Chapter 580·"Mo Yan, do you want to change all this?"

【Lord God World · District 387 · No. [-] Hospital】

In the white ward, Mo Yan entered with fruit.He stared at the patient on the bed—the patient had a face almost identical to his.

"Brother." Mo Yan sat in front of the bed: "I've come to see you."

The patient raised his finger. He was Mo Xiao, Mo Yan's own brother, who was severely traumatized by the influence of the Sixth World Baisha Paradise.

"Second brother has not responded so far. He may have really gone to become a person with a special status." Mo Yan said: "I don't want to believe that he can't come back at all. I prefer to believe...Second brother is still alive, even if he He defected to the organizer and became a traitor to mankind. I also... hope he is alive."

His second brother, Mo Wen, entered the library in Playa, the seventh world, and never returned.

The three brothers in their family, one crazy and one missing, only the normal Mo Yan was left to bear the pressure.

Their family is just a microcosm of countless human families today, and an intuitive manifestation of the world's game traps.

Mo Yan's eyes became confused.

He used to be a warm light in that hellish white sand paradise, an always optimistic pistachio, but at this moment, he was afraid that he could not even illuminate himself.

"...What should we do?" Mo Yan murmured to himself: "Living in this kind of world, living in a world completely controlled by high-dimensional beings, even if the year really expires in the end, we won... Is there really a way out? Brother, what should you do about your illness? The second brother disappeared, will he come back? My parents were not selected into the game, they are powerless, I can protect this family alone ?"

Mo Xiao on the bed stared blankly at the ceiling, motionless like a vegetative person, unable to respond to the outside world.

The knife in Mo Yan's hand made a slight "chacha" sound, and the apple peel fell to the ground like a paper strip.

On the TV screen hanging in the ward, a promotional video promoting positive emotions and positive energy is being played, and the barrage flies across the screen, like passionate slogans.

[I believe in the future!I believe that the overall points will definitely reach the standard! ! ! 】

[I have signed up for volunteers, and I want to do something for mankind.I'm very timid and dare not end, but I also don't want to be a flat person who eats and waits to die.people!kind!must!win! 】

[I see it very openly, even if it fails, this period of time is also the most unforgettable period of time for me, and I have no regrets about being obliterated. 】

【...I have already done everything with my parents that I didn't have the energy to do before.We went to build a virtual scene system to see Mount Hua, climb Mount Huang, see foreign pyramids, travel around the world, and experience different dungeon lives... This carefree year, compared with the usual oil, salt, sauce and vinegar , Decades of blindly working overtime for mortgages and car loans are more valuable to me. 】

[The world game is also very good. I don't think this is a crisis of genocide. We have come into contact with a new century and a new civilization. 】

[High-dimensional creatures may not be full of malice towards us. According to the attitude of high-dimensional creatures, there are likely to be "pro-human factions" and "help human factions" among them. Otherwise, why we are still alive is precisely because they didn't think Kill us with a stick. 】

【…】

Mo Yan clenched his fist, his veins throbbing.

Human attitudes have shifted several times since the World Game began.

At first, people were afraid and rushed forward like donkeys being whipped, for fear that they would perish if they failed to reach the standard.Later, with the emergence of san value dungeons and mental trauma, the panic became more serious, and the fear of fate became the mainstream of thought, making the strong stronger and the weak weaker.

but now……

but now.

...Thinking of "welcome the arrival of the world game", "accept the sponsor" and "this is an opportunity for human evolution" began to appear.

Is this human optimism?
No.

It should be said that no matter what era, there will always be factions that think that the invaders are great benevolent people.In this case, one word should be used to describe it-"ball thief".

Mo Yan clenched his teeth and his fists "clicked", but he was powerless to change everything.

The barrage river passing by at high speed in front of him was separated from him by a whole screen.

"Don't...say."

He heard his brother Mo Xiao's voice from the bed.

"Brother...!" Mo Yan immediately leaned over and took Mo Xiao's hand.

"You have to...to live." Mo Xiao's eyes were bloodshot, like overflowing bright red spider webs: "...to live."

He seems to have forgotten more vocabulary, and can only repeat "survive" mechanically, which seems to be the deepest obsession in his mind before he suffered a major mental trauma.

Let loved ones live.

"I will...Of course I will survive!" Mo Yan gritted his teeth - his brother became like this, isn't it caused by the lost copies of the world game?How could he get close to the organizer?
Others who were not physically traumatized - they certainly spoke lightly!Accepting 'Gaowei' and 'organizer', how can they understand the pain of their loved ones being traumatized?

"Big brother... when the number one player is fighting on the front line, there will still be such traitors who raise the flag and surrender..." Mo Yan gritted his teeth.

Before, someone persuaded him to get closer to his eldest brother... the first player.

After all, in Baisha Paradise, he has a lot of contact with the first player. If he can form a team with his thighs in his arms, his family will receive better treatment, and pigs can fly when sitting on the wind.

...But how can he be so shameless, his own strength is not up to the standard, how can he occupy the position of other teammates?
[Whether I regard him as my closest elder brother, or the unreachable No. [-] player.Is it the superior person who gave me hope, or the person who dragged me into the quagmire of public opinion together]?
Mo Yan didn't want to think about it.

He didn't want to think about it - who his elder brother regarded him as, and he didn't want to measure his weight in others' hearts.As far as the point goes, it's fine to meet by chance, just like Yu Ruohe, Yang Changxu, Su Shi, Qin Ze and others... Since they are just nodding acquaintances, they will be left behind as time goes by.

This sense of gap has reached a daunting level.

He raised his head.

——On the TV screen on the wall, the channel has been changed, and it is now the live broadcast room of the 'First Player'.

There has been a new round of discussions about "whether Su Mingan should be handed over" and "whether 1 people should give him concessions".

——Those people who took the initiative to take refuge in 'Tawei' in the City of Measurement, and those who Zhai Xing wanted to take refuge in 'Gaowei' at this time.

so similar.

Mo Yan stared at the TV screen, suddenly, he heard a voice in his head.

[Player Mo Yan. 】

[Do you want to change all this? 】

"...?" Mo Yan glanced left and right, but saw no one.

……

That voice reappeared.

[I know you are very dissatisfied with the status quo. 】

[I can give you higher authority and more powerful power... You can use this power to build your vision. 】

【——Are you willing to be a special status person in the world game? 】

Mo Yan suddenly understood the source of the voice.

——Sponsor!

Did it infiltrate him?
"—Get out!!!" He yelled loudly, startling the nurses outside the ward.

"roll roll roll!!!"

He roared and swung the sword in his hand as if cutting the air.

"—I am a human! I am a pure human! Don't try to infiltrate me, find someone who is willing to rely on you and be your dog!!"

Angry voices shook the ward.

In my mind, the voice disappeared, making people suspect that it was an illusion.

But Mo Yan didn't notice that when he heard that sound, his clear and bright eyes flashed a slight blood red.But after refusing, the burst of blood red disappeared in an instant.

……

"thank you."

Su Mingan looked at the steaming two dishes and one soup on the table in front of him.

Just now, he witnessed the extremely sci-fi cooking process.Xiaomei stuffed some low-quality vegetables and water into a cuboid machine, and after 10 minutes, the finished two dishes and one soup were pushed out.

"No, it's nothing, you're welcome, it's just a meal." The little brows were like a mosquito: "This is made by a scrapped cooking robot. I repaired it a little bit."

Su Mingan noticed that in this small dilapidated room, there were still many machines that could be picked up at first sight.Automatic dishwashers, sweeping machine discs, mechanical mirrors that simulate ready-to-wear, and some small guns with no ammo.

It's just that Xiaomei has no channels to sell these, and once she reveals her wealth, she can easily be robbed or even killed.

"Where's your sister Dong Anan?" Su Mingan asked.

When we met for the first time, the dumb girl Dong Anan was being hunted down by a robot, and she had the code of dawn on her body.Dong Anan is a cowardly dumb girl during the day.At night, there is a vicious girl who will assassinate him and even recognize him as Actor.

"We were chased by the mechanical army before, so we ran away separately, and I don't know where she is now." Xiaomei said softly.

She hesitated for a moment, then said, "Also, what happened tonight..."

Su Mingan understood.

"After I return to Central City, I will order to punish those who bullied you." Su Mingan said.

But to his surprise, Xiaomei refused.

"no no……"

Xiaomei shook her head again and again, water appeared in her clear eyes, and her thin shoulders couldn't help shrugging: "Please, please don't care about this matter. Bullying and so on... are all normal things, resist If he is not dead, he will only be treated worse. If the middle-aged man is not dead today, he will definitely be locked up in a shelter later, but if the city lord pays more attention to this matter, our boss Hei will investigate... then It's all over!"

She buried her head in the palm of her hand, and her tone was full of struggle and pain: "We have divided forces in the fringe area, and there is a black boss who is in charge of our night business, and we girls are all under his control. Such a stable life, It's already very good, very good, I can't accept any more variables. City Lord, please stop paying attention to this place, Li Ming... Li Ming can't tolerate us!
If even this kind of life is ruined, we will be beaten and killed when we enter the city. I would rather linger here than enter the shelter and be electrocuted to death.If you are beaten by a guest now, you will be beaten well, at least you still have freedom and human rights..."

After she finished speaking tremblingly, she turned around and ran into the inner room covered by curtains.

Su Mingan stared at the empty bowl on the opposite table that she had licked clean.

The food in his hand remained untouched.

… No salt was added at all, and the vegetables had deteriorated, making it hard to swallow even a bite, and he couldn’t eat it.

"Xike." Su Mingan said, "I hate dawn."

Xi Ke's image suddenly appeared on the screen, and she was awakened by his voice.

"You're the last person to hate Dawn," she said, "This is how this city lives, and we can't cater to everyone's wishes.

Human beings need to have enough awareness to survive in the last days that are enough to exterminate them. "

(End of this chapter)