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2021-11-18

  Chapter 391 Chapter Three Hundred88 · "I hope...I can reach that place of happiness immediately."

"I..."

Luna was taken aback after hearing Noel's words.

Her words were held in her mouth.

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

Those players looked at the boat as if they were enemies, and kept complaining about "being tired" and "blaming the sword moves with side stroke of the first player." However, before that, when the sea monsters attacked, they only had EXP in their eyes, and they actually rushed the fastest.

Once it is defeated, once the situation begins to reverse, they are the first to complain.

Even Luna herself... realized with a little shame that she seemed to be subconsciously, and she put all the blame on Su Mingan.

She even said "What is the idea of ​​the first player, will we survive in the end?" This kind of words should have nothing to do with each other.

She subconsciously took Su Mingan as the leader, and even pinned her life and death on a question.

Even she, who is not an ordinary player, has a certain wisdom and strength, has an unknowing dependence on the first player, which is terrifying to her.

"I have watched Su Mingan's live video recording, I fast forward to watch and watched all of him." Noel and Luna, in front of the hundreds of millions of hot live broadcast rooms, said Such words: "In the first world, the second life world is nothing more. At that time, the players were still independent and not so dependent. By the fifth world...the mentality of the players began to change.

Following, encircling, imitating, assassinating...

They don’t seem to focus on their own strengthening and clearance, but like playing the dungeon as the first player boss In the siege war, even the channel chat can be the effect of the first player’s personal live broadcast room.

And now, this phenomenon is even more pronounced.

Everyone...everyone His eyes are focused on him. Some of them even gave up thinking, only one mind, looking at his shadow, and walking behind him.

The individual's initiative has been influenced by him. Completely weakened. When they knew that the first player is also in this instance, many people’s goals have undergone metamorphic changes.

…They have truly become easily affected, driven, and lost. Thinking group-can be easily driven by his actions and easily influenced by his words. Their eyes have gathered in one place uncontrollably."

He stared at nothing. Luna who sent the hair, paused for a moment.

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

The heavy snow fell on her hair, gradually covering a piece of white snow. Even the four armored players behind her were motionless at this time, like a stone sculpture of falling snow.

The air seemed to freeze at this time.

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

"What?" Luna hadn't escaped her thoughts yet.

"From the first world...the lighthouse theory." Knoll said, his voice was extremely low, almost whispering.

He turned around, and the corners of his mouth raised: "...He is really a very prescient person."

Luna was slightly stunned.

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

...like Zhengyou is burning a violent fire in his eyes, and the fire light flashed.

He left very quickly, and the less tall one twisted around, as if he was going to run after talking, and he didn't even leave her the opportunity to question him.

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

But when she thought about what he just said, her expression gradually became solemn.

...the lighthouse theory?

It seems that she needs to study this thing after the end of this copy.

It doesn't seem to be just an evil speech used to confuse those low-level players.

She stood in place, the wind and snow on her shoulders.

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

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

"Yes, if it weren't for him, our dungeon wouldn't It's so difficult! As long as the players who don't participate in the sea feast, they will be able to live well!"

"Don't scold first, wait for his next move. The first player is estimated to be quite difficult. , I just saw him at the dock. He was covered in blood and looked very weak. It should have been a lot of effort for him to fight against the Sea Monster King. It is estimated that he is still lying down and recuperating. Let me say a few words. The weather is very evil, people can be tired..."

"Yes, maybe he is still recovering from his injuries. I don't know if he needs to take care of it. I don't think all of his teammates are visible. This cold weather..."

...

"Crack".

The warm fire is beating 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 extremely warm.

Su Mingan is lying on the sofa, warming himself in a particularly comfortable posture.

A large heating stove shaped by flames was placed beside him, and the heat was grilling his hands that were soaked in seawater and looked pale, and warm currents gradually flowed into the limbs.

The chat of the player channel yelling "This ghostly weather is freezing to death" brushed in the lower left corner of his vision.

As the houses near the docks in the southern district were temporarily requisitioned by local hunters, the players who were busy moving bricks were frozen like dogs.

But all this has nothing to do with him.

Because the room is really warm.

He lifts the head.

Knight, who is sitting opposite, is struggling to write with his head down.

The flame was beating on Xerud's pale face, and the longer sideburns were attached to his ears, perhaps because he hadn't had a good rest for a few nights, there was an extremely obvious blackness under his eyes.

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

"It looks like a distant image It's a beautiful fertile soil, a...rich scene, with lovely treasures."

So far, his pen is paused.

"The next sentence is that such people are the happiest and happiest." Su Mingan continued.

While he was talking, he bit on the chocolate to replenish his energy, feeling that the chocolate is warm.

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

Su Mingan glanced, the new page of the notebook on Xelude's lap was almost full.

Just now, Chelsea asked many questions.

He asked about the taste of chocolate, what is Christmas, asked about the poems read by the young couple players, and asked what the distant world looks like.

Like the child who just opened the door to New World, he is like a sponge that absorbs water, and he is extremely eager to ask stories about the new world.

"Spencer, love sonnets." Su Mingan looked at the words that Xie Lude continued to write: "Are there players still in the mood to recite poems in the dungeon?"

"When I was patrolling the city, I saw a pair of noble men and women walking." Xie Lude said: They were talking about poetry. "

"Joy in hardship." "Su Mingan said.

He glanced at the system hint that just sounded, and Cherub’s favorability level is now 75.   "Yes, very romantic. "Xie Lude said with a smile: "I have read all the saints and oracles before, but I have never heard of such poems. Changying likes this. "

Speaking of his younger sister, his eyes dimmed a little, but he quickly returned to normal.

For what he said, "Holy text and Oracle", his His attitude is not as respectful as before.

His beliefs have been broken.

The gods who control humans and soul races to fight each other, and what he believes in are kindness, kindness, justice, The image of the great Yunshangcheng god is completely contradictory.

The princess who is willing to incarnate into the sea Monster King is completely incompatible with the image of the dignified, beautiful, noble, and benevolent royal family Princess he has sworn.

.

Half of the faith in the gods, half of the loyalty to the allegiance.

And now, both are bloody torn apart in front of him, revealing their disguise Ugly reality.

Even the only reliance, younger sister Changying, has not heard from.

He was very confused for a while.

Everything he learned before, Everything about faith bursts like a bubble in front of his eyes. Even if he is still standing on this familiar land, he is still like a boat lost in the sea.

"Captain." "Xelude looked at him: "I still don't understand." Why do you do these behaviors. "

In his eyes, if Su Mingan does not choose to take action against Princess, Princess will not despair so much that she will sacrifice herself completely, so that she will become a Monster King of the sea.

If Su Mingan does not rule Praia, nor will the sea monster attack the city. The current situation will not be so difficult at all, and there will not be so many deaths.

He is not actually Su Mingan’s. I feel angry about my behavior, and I don’t think it’s a kind of rebellious behavior.

However, the calm on the surface is also calm. If the peace of Praia can be sustained, the lies of the gods and the tulips are maintained. The mask of Princess is not indispensable.

The stability of Praia is based on the sacrifices of several generations. It has experienced disasters, wind and rain, and it has been extremely difficult every time. This kind of stability is too scarce and too rare. No one hopes that it will disappear completely because of the act of the sword moves with side stroke.

He really wants an answer.

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

"Crack".

The flame is beating.

Facing the serious gaze of Xie Lude , Su Mingan put down the chocolate in his hand.

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

Of course. This house is not necessarily a dilapidated house, but is at risk of collapse.

But if he doesn’t draw this brick, he will always live in fear of the house’s collapse—then if you know the danger of the house, you will choose to be frozen for a period of time and take out the brick. Check. Or continue to live ignorantly? "

"..."

Xie Lude was stunned.

His green eyes fluctuate slightly, as if thinking about this issue seriously.

……

[NPC (Xie Lude) Favorability Degree: 75+5 (Confidential Encounter)]

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"You Of ink. "

Su Mingan pointed to his hand, and Xelude's fingertips trembled, only to find that the ink had melted away under the nib on the page, blocking the half-written poem.

He put down the pen, and the green in his eyes fluctuates slightly like a breezy lake.

"I will pull this brick. After he paused, he said:   "I understand. Captain, from your point of view, you have no problem...but, do you want to confront the gods in the sky as a human being? "

"That's true. "

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

"But this is my task. "Su Mingan said: "As a player, I will do a lot of things that are impossible in your opinion. Because these things are all difficult tasks in my eyes. Since they are in my hands, they are not unachievable. "

"The player..."

Shelude slowly closed the note.

Those transparent green eyes are like the fireflies of summer night, fluctuating There is a bright color in the fire.

He stared at Su Mingan as if he was making a decision.

"I heard what they called you before. He said, "Captain, your real name is...Su Mingan, right?" "

"Yes. "

"They call you the number one player, and almost everyone can't do without you in their communication." You are the strongest among these foreign world travelers, aren't you? "

"Yes. "

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

"Yes. "Su Mingan nodded.

"Then, can you ask me a question? Just ask that sentence." "Xelude said softly: "... In their eyes, am I an independent creature?" "

Su Mingan ignored the barrage surging in his eyes.

He didn't read the answers from the audience at all.

"Of course you count." . "Su Mingan said: "In the previous world, I met a girl named Hui Shuhang. She told me that everything we saw and thought was personal experience and was tangible and true. We don’t feel sorry for the choice at the moment. The moments we have experienced belong to us—then, it doesn’t matter whether the world is false or not. You have to believe that you who are talking to me at this time are An independent and free creature. "

After he said this, he heard the prompt sound from the system accurately.

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[NPC (Chelude) Favorability Degree: 80+10 (Wind and rain in the same boat)]

……

Su Mingan feels a little sad.

Seeing the look of Luther Xie Lude’s eyes brightening after hearing it, he felt it The sorrow is even worse.

Even if he said this, the system hint that sounded extremely accurately still reminded him of the identity of the NPC in front of him.

Even if he said that Sherudd is An independent thinking creature, he himself knows very clearly that Cherub cannot get out of the shackles of the system.

The system can monitor his heart, measure his emotions, and quantify his favorability. The feedback of the model of transformation. Including these words that Sherrod is saying now, it seems that they are also in line with the setting of a "self-aware npc".

This mechanism, this kind of character, has been played with Su Mingan before The liking degree game is no different from those npcs that exist on the computer screen.

What is the reason, the young man in armor in front of him is regarded as the role in the story, as this On the land, it is a microcosm of the image of "Knight",   Or do you regard it as a free soul, a "person" who can communicate with "players" like him independently?    ……

[...Captain, I envy you very much.]

[You don’t need to bear unforgettable hatred, you don’t need to implement the ideals of generations, you don’t need to fight passively for the sake of history, and then Died on the battlefield regarded as home.]

[...but I can’t.]

[Even though I know that my world may have been invaded, my thoughts It may just be composed of purely mechanical elements. Everything I say and do is just something that is written on paper in a step-by-step manner. Even the mission I am carrying, the spirit of Knight, is for the so-called ' It’s something that exists.]

[...Until now, I am still troubled by the emotions that agitated in my heart and the spirit of Knight that I abide by.]

>

……

[Free soul.]

[Do you also have a mission?]

……

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

The crisp "crack" of the fire rang out at this time, and he could not hear what Cheryl said.

But when he raised his head, he could see the young man holding the pen tightly, his eyes throbbing and struggling .

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

The young man got up and knelt down suddenly.

"dong dong"

A dull noise sounded indoors, with the young man's hands on the ground, his forehead bent extremely low.

Su Mingan did not move.

His gaze is fixed on the opponent's golden hair with a circle of warm light, watching the opponent's silhouette lower and lower.

"...free soul, player." Shelude whispered: "I know my request is difficult to be a man, but the most powerhouse among travelers, Captain.

You Can you... free me from this inextricable hardship?"

The faith broke, the loyalists flee, and the self-thinking ability was doubtful, the spirit of this Knight was on the verge of collapse.

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

He just wants a brand new, autonomous path for him to walk independently.

"What do you want?" Su Mingan asked.

She Luther lifts the head.

In his eyes, there is a very sincere emotion, which is rising more and more fiercely.

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

But at this time, he had the idea of ​​getting rid of these "inevitability" and seeking "accident".

Like a fish living in the deep sea, I accidentally see a bird.

Bird is the strongest person among foreign world travelers and the first player.

——For such a bird, his talk about players, his opinions about independent creatures, his eyes, and his words of encouragement are all like light, and there is nothing on his head. Swaying on the big waters, seduced.

"Princess is gone, the younger sister is dead...I have no more nostalgia for this land."

He whispered:

"I don’t I wish to become the epitome of Knight, who was erected on a monument 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, and independent player who is no longer bound by the so-called image and beliefs."

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

……

The fish had the idea of ​​leaving the Sea Territory to pursue the birds.

Princess's betrayal, younger sister's death, was the last straw that overwhelmed the camel, leaving him no longer nostalgic and pushing him to the edge of the bridge of New World.

Guangming Knight... He is not a mechanized gear, a sword in someone's hand.

He hopes,   his first half of his life, covered by broken beliefs and ruled by a false world, has passed.

In the days to come, he can have the same "players" who laugh softly, with-not controlled by humans and thoughts, who dare to struggle out of this world...

……

[Future].

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He will not become the so-called "Npc".

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[NPC (Xie Lude) Favorability Degree: 90+5 (wind and rain in the same boat)]

(End of this chapter)