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Chapter 744 Chapter Two · "Promoted to the fifth rank."

[At nine twenty in the evening, Border Town. 】

"One cold winter's night, a young man wanted to invite the girl he had a crush on to dance. He needed a red rose, but he looked for a long time and could only find a white rose."

"The nightingale on the branch was moved by his affection. It pierced its breast into the thorn of the rose. The white rose was dyed bright red with blood."

"The nightingale died hoping for love, but the young man was rejected by the girl because he was poor, and he threw the red rose into the gutter in anger."

"...and this is the end of the story."

In front of her was a microphone and a radio, and Xiaomei was reading aloud the fairy tales she had heard from the players.A large group of children surrounded her and listened to her storytelling.

This is the border town - because the Doomsday City is not safe, many children were sent out of the Doomsday City.

Xiaomei stayed in the border town all the time, she didn't want to cause trouble for Su Mingan, so she didn't dare to run around.

After discovering that there was a signal tower here, her yearning was activated—she had always wanted to be a radio host during the time she was listening to the radio in the City of Measurement.

So, during this time, she has been sitting in the signal tower, telling stories to the children through the sound transmission equipment.

"Then, sister Xiaomei, if you were Nightingale, would you choose to meet that young man?" the girl said.

"I..." Xiaomei thought for a moment, then faced the children's expectant eyes: "I probably wouldn't do that... I'm a very timid person. I'm afraid of pain and death. I can't do it." Dying red roses with blood and blood, and singing love at the same time, that is too painful..."

"Nightingale is so stupid, why would she die for someone else's love?" said a boy.

"Isn't there a sentence in the article. 'But love is better than life, and how can a bird's heart be better than a human heart'." The girl said: "But I'm very strange... Sister Xiaomei, I often hear people Say love, what is love?"

what is love?
Xiaomei subconsciously clenched the pages of the book in her hand.This problem is too complicated. For thousands of years, poets and philosophers have exhausted gorgeous rhetoric and endless paragraphs to describe it, but no one can accurately say its meaning.

But when she heard the question, only one person came to mind.

In the early hours of the morning, sitting in a wheelchair, he passed her by.

In the rainstorm that day, in a pool of blood, he stretched out his hand to her.

On a sunny afternoon, in the bustling city, he walked into the movie theater with her.

His eyes are always full of tolerance and respect, even in the coldest rainstorm, there is sunshine in her eyes.

People say that when you hear the word "love", the first person you think of is the person "love" represents.

So, the "love" in her eyes is...

"Meow~" The heavy-shouldered white cat purred, sweeping her cheeks with its big fluffy tail.Xiaomei seemed to be awakened suddenly, her fingers trembled, and she didn't answer the question.

If the "young man" in the fairy tale was him and the "nightingale" was her, would she dye roses red for him?
can you?

She seemed... still didn't dare.

"Today's story is over, you go back to sleep." Xiaomei immediately stood up and tidied up the script on the table.

It was getting late, and the children left the signal tower yawning.Only Xiaomei was left staring blankly at the reflective glass in front of her eyes, and the surrounding microphones were flickering and rustling.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps.

"Xiaomei—I heard that you and Su Mingan are very close. I want to give him a New Year's gift, can you refer to it for me?"

The speaker is a female player.She has dyed brown-blonde hair and looks very mature.

Players' actions are full of purpose, and this female player is no exception.She knew that Xiaomei was the target of Su Mingan's mission, and she wanted to help Su Mingan, so she would protect Xiaomei.

Xiaomei subconsciously said: "Why did you give him a gift? Do you like him?"

The female player was taken aback, and then quickly smiled: "No, I just want to give him a gift. Kaiusta is about to end, and he should rest for a few hours. I can give him a gift while he is resting." Give it to him."

Xiao Mei wondered: "You don't like him, but you want to give him a gift? He doesn't even know you."

"Does it matter?"

With Xiaomei's puzzled expression, the female player sat on the chair next to her, and the data on the screen of the signal tower flashed, illuminating her side face with a cold white light.

"There are indeed many people who like him, but it's too sad to like him without an end." The female player said.

"Then why..." Xiaomei said.

"Would you like to hear it? Not an interesting story."

"I want to hear it." Xiaomei said.

The female player smiled, lowered her head and said:

"Three months ago, I was in a state of depression, crying all day and all night, I was afraid of zombies, bones, and all the monsters in the copy.

As I was sitting in the park crying, a small missionary group passed me by, and they gave me a copy of Notes from the Lighthouse, and they said that everyone can shine in their own way. "

When the female player said this, she smiled:

"I didn't take it seriously at the time. I just went to search for Su Mingan's live broadcast. As a result, the more I watched it, the more addicted I became. I thought he could be as good as his peers, so why couldn't I?"

"On the day he was teaching in Constantine, my mother had already suffered from mental illness, and I had been in despair for half a month. But his piano sound woke me up... At that time, I was thinking that he could bear such a heavy burden. With such a beautiful piano sound, why can't I bloom flowers?"

The female player raised her head, looking at the shining white lights on the ceiling, and the warm mist lingered at the tip of her nose:
"He didn't help me for a moment, but he helped me invisible all the time, encouraging me to go on. No matter where he was - as long as I looked up, I could see him.

I think this is the lighthouse.

At least, I was illuminated. "

When she was talking about this long narrative, Xiao Mei seemed to see a flower blooming.

"You seem to know him very well." Xiaomei said.

The female player smiled a little embarrassedly.

"He was a very attractive man to me."

She snapped her fingers, as if missing, but also as if condemning:

"He is a person who often doesn't say what he means. Sometimes he is obviously in pain, but he always bears it by himself without saying a word.

He is obviously very tired, but he always likes to push himself to the limit and stay up for days without sleep.

He is obviously afraid of losing his companion, but he always shows a cold look on purpose to prevent others from holding him.

My favorite thing to say at ordinary times is 'it doesn't matter.Not tired.Do as I say'... But I wish he could say a few more words 'I'm so tired, help me, help me'.But he never said. "

The female player raised her eyebrows when she said this:

"But a lot of people like him because of who he is.

I thought, if I could meet him, I would have to say these things to him, I would give him presents, I would want him to know that someone loves him very much. "

Hearing these words, Xiaomei drooped her eyes, and her tone was very low, as if tearing the thick air:
"……Love."

She looked at the high-spirited female player, clenched the script in her hand, her chest felt constricted, as if something was blocked.

She suddenly didn't want to wait any longer.

Even though it was out of reach, even though it was just her humble yearning... She wanted to tell him everything in her heart.

Tell him to get more rest.

Tell him that she is willing to face everything with him.

Tell him that someone actually loves him very much, many, many people love him very much, including her among these many people.

There were countless words mixed in her throat, as if the fog in front of her eyes was suddenly lifted——

—she must tell him.

Since she is the so-called "key person for customs clearance", she will no longer worry about her specialness, she wants to take advantage of his importance, go to him in person, and tell him personally——

In her eyes,

He is a most perfect and colorful dream.

She likes, likes him very much.

……

"Shh!"

The shock extended, and the entire building shook violently.

"Chong--!"

The Arman's sword shone with a layer of dazzling golden light, and the blade clanged, as if resonating with the user.

This gold-ranked weapon finally showed its full strength.The 200~500 points of real damage attached to each sword made the mechanical army's defensive shield seem to be in vain. With one sword strike, it was like hot magma cutting into ice water.

……

[Absolute Suppression: Your attack will have the effect of "absolute first strike" on any existence with a combat power lower than 5000, reducing the control and damage of all opponents who attack later. 】

……

Under the bug-level passivity of "absolute suppression", every sword that Su Mingan slashes has the highest priority judgment.As long as the opponent's combat power does not exceed 5000 points, his blade will reduce all the opponent's attacks - including bullets, explosions, cold weapons, and even wind, waves and fire.

It is now 22:85 in the evening, and the control of the dawn system has advanced to [-]%.

"boom--!"

The corridor in front of him already showed a sunken hollow, full of metal fragments and blue blood.The wreckage of most of the mechanical army fell apart from the glass on both sides.If you look at it from a distance, there will be a large amount of remains of the mechanical army falling on this floor every second, like a heavy rain of metal.

After throwing the last space vibration, Su Mingan's mana of 4760 was on the verge of exhaustion.

He couldn't remember how many mechanical armies he had slaughtered.They are like a steady stream of locusts, harvesting one handful after another.

"Ding dong!"

A pleasant system prompt sounds:
……

[You are about to be promoted to a (fifth-level first) player!Please complete the advanced task before you can advance. 】

[Fifth-level advanced task:
1. The personal alliance resident construction degree reaches 2000 points (to be completed)
2. Combat power reaches 3000 points (completed)
3. Post a post on the World Forum and get the popularity of ([-] million/player's personal world ranking) (to be completed)]

……

With a sound of a reminder, Su Mingan's level was forcibly stopped at the fifth level, but the experience he gained would not be stuck, and he would make up for it all at once after he leveled up.

"Personal Alliance Station" is a section he has never heard of. It should be opened after he returns to the main god world. The world game will be updated every once in a while. Maybe... the world game version 0.03 is about to start.

"Om, oom, oom—"

He looked directly at the mechanical army in front of him, and he was close to the limit—mana was on the verge of being exhausted, the wheelchair barrier had disappeared, and his whole body was sore and numb.God's calculations for him were very precise, and it was really difficult for him to last until the end.

but--

He suddenly heard the sound of Toba fluttering.

"Shhhhh-"

——Why is there the voice of Toba here?
It was as if a vast expanse of light was shining in the bright red warning lights, and the crackling sound of glass shattering sounded,
He turned his head, and on the corridor - there were hundreds of white birds gathered, their wings were as pure as lilies, they smashed through the window, and rushed into the corridor full of scarlet warning lights, just like the red birds flowing in the river. White and white roses.

Countless flocks of birds rushed into the room, screaming and neighing, their feathers were as sharp as blades, like a storm of sharp blades.They desperately attacked the mechanical army to share the pressure for Su Mingan.

"Squeaky-"

"Crash-"

The sound of fluttering wings, the sound of flying feathers, the sound of hitting glass... Some of them passed by Su Ming'an, and resolutely slammed into the room where Noah was, using sharp beaks and claws to help Noah block Attacks from those shadows.

(End of this chapter)