first player

Chapter 140 Chapter 130 · Award Ceremony

The moment before Yamada Machiichi was pulled into the world game was amazing.

Since time paused at the same moment, many players who were pulled into the game were still in some strange states.

For example, just fell asleep, or hit a car head-on, or was sent to the operating table, waiting for an unknown fate...

And Yamada Machiichi just swallowed a bottle of sleeping pills.

His life used to be an endless loop, everything was gray - gray people, gray trees, gray houses, gray everything... He used to be an ordinary Fuso student, but he was different from ordinary people.Every night when he was studying by himself, his head was hot, as if he was doing his homework but he wanted to overturn the table all the time.He often wants to hit someone, or picks up a pen and stabs his rival in the eye, or suddenly throws someone into a cement pot...

But when he went back to the dormitory, he often regretted it. He told himself that he couldn't think like this again tomorrow.

The nights were often peaceful, and the quilt wrapped him safely, and the night under the quilt had been his only refuge.He hid under the quilt, as if he had escaped from the whole world.He closed his eyelids, as if he had gone to utopia.

Same day the next day.The sky is white, the clouds are blue, and the world is gray.

he has depression,
severe.

A big boy likes women's clothing, and a man who is called a man lives with fear.

There are many things he can't talk about, he doesn't dare to let people discover his thoughts, he avoids his parents who are full of disappointment, and lives in a swing every day, his emotion and reason go in completely opposite directions.

When he got up in the morning and saw the river beside the road, he once wanted to plunge into it for no reason.

His pain permeated the peaceful night, so he chose to commit suicide one night.

"I once wavered between life and death, and every time I thought about it, I thought that this world is so rich and colorful...why do I have to leave." Yamada Machi stared at the bow in his hand: "So I have been lingering, living in such a I lived with contradictions for a year...until finally I couldn't take it anymore."

"The first player." He stared at Su Mingan, his eyes still dull: "We Fusang people have always been contradictory, and I can't control this contradiction, which is why it is so painful. But you seem to be able to control yourself all the time Great, I'm curious how you did it."

Yamada Machiichi remained silent.

Whether he was a boy or a girl, he was as silent as dust in the corner, without the slightest sense of existence.He once thought he was such a gray person, so he gradually got used to it.

But after he got here, his mind changed.

The person in front of him gathers the eyes of the whole world.The first player is the center of the stage, the existence under the brightest light, and the core of everyone's eyes at all times.

...So Yamada felt very strange.

How could someone come to this point under the eyes of so many people?

So he took off the bow tie and revealed his secret to the world.

Is womenswear a weird fetish?He doesn't know, maybe in the eyes of adults.But he who is so humble can compete with the strongest players in the world, he doesn't want to be silent anymore.

"Are you here to discuss this with me?" Su Mingan was very surprised. The people who came to him before were either flattering or friendly, or full of sharp hostility. People who "discussed" with him.

Perhaps, as both sides have realized, the game is over.

"I've seen your video, just like me, the suicide video." Yamada Machiichi said in a low voice, "I know that feeling... like molten iron and liquid nitrogen being poured into the stomach, and the stomach feels like being torn apart .I exhaled hard, to no avail—the feeling of despair was so clear, so clear that I was even more desperate, and then desperately accepted.”

He suddenly raised his head, and on his feminine face under makeup, a pair of dull eyes suddenly lit up: "...But you at that time didn't seem to think so, did you?"

At that time on the stage of the first guild, the first player's eyes were full of hope and enthusiasm.

For a moment, the eyes of Yamada Machiichi who was watching the live broadcast burned.

He wanted to get close to Su Ming'an a long time ago, like a radiant and hot sun, but he didn't want to be a fearless light chaser like Lu Shu.

He knows he is humble and timid, but he wants to seek his "Tao".

The word "Tao" is mysterious in reality, and it is easy to make people laugh when you open it.

But he felt that the person in front of him would never laugh at him.

Sure enough, Su Mingan didn't smile, he was silent.

Yamada Machiichi was full of expectations and got his answer.

"It's about why you didn't choose to live." Su Mingan said, "Death is a very simple matter. If you choose to die just to escape, then I don't think I need to answer you—before you choose to die, You need to know your 'meaning of death', otherwise it's just a piece of dead flesh."

Yamada Machiichi's body trembled.

Suicide plays a very important role in Fusang culture. The members of the 47 martyrs regard suicide as the highest honor.

And him?He chose to commit suicide, how is it different from those people he despises?
Even if he survived and stood in front of the whole world, it was because the sudden start of the world game gave him a hand, not because of his strong desire to survive.

There used to be only the word "death" hanging in front of his eyes for 24 hours, but now there is only this person who is silently watching him in front of his eyes.

"...I see. Thank you for your answer." Yamada Machiichi said, holding the samurai sword, the handle deflected.

Su Mingan saw that the other party handed the handle of the knife into his hand.

"I'm sorry to trouble you," said Yamada Machiichi.

Su Mingan grabbed the handle of the knife.

Perhaps because the situation in front of him was settled, Yamada Machiichi didn't have much intention to resist, he even handed himself the long knife.

Obviously there is still a ray of hope, as long as Yamada-cho finds a way to kill Su Mingan, he can still win.But Yamada handed the handle of the knife directly to Su Mingan.

Su Mingan could see it—the person in front of him seemed to take the victory very lightly.

"What do you want?" Su Mingan asked.

Killing Yamada can upgrade his skills. He felt that Yamada Machiichi was so unresisting, maybe he wanted to make a deal with him.

"I want to repay the favor." Yamada Machiichi replied simply.

For him, perhaps this death will be much more meaningful than any previous one.

His male voice emerges from the iris-like Lolita attire, but it is crisp.

Su Mingan didn't ask any more questions, everyone has their own thoughts and beliefs.He held the handle of the knife and stabbed it, hitting the vital point without delay.

As soon as Yamada-cho fell down, the bright blue Lolita skirt was shining in the dark night, and he closed his eyes, like a sleeping girl.

[The core skills have been upgraded. 】

【You killed Yamada Machiichi, Exp+5000】

Su Mingan clicked it on the shadow state, and got a new resistance resistance:
[Space resistance lv.4: You can be immune to any space confinement skills of creatures whose intelligence points are lower than 15*4% of yours. 】

Staring at the 60% figure, he suddenly realized that if he added Ying's skill points, his resistance might become quite strong.

The current shadow's intelligence point is 94 points. If the Aurora Ring is used, it will be 132 points, and 60.00% is 79.2 points. At this stage, there are very few players with higher intelligence points.

That is to say, counting other resistance resistances, the shadows at this stage are basically immune to these debuff control skills.If Edward and the others use props similar to space confinement, it will be invalid.

Su Mingan was thinking about the direction of future development, and heard the system prompt.

"Ding dong!"

[The werewolf players have all died, and the good camp won the final victory. 】

[Detecting player identity...]

The next moment, he felt that his figure was gradually fading away.

In front of him, the quiet town of Terry in the dark night, the ancestral hall that was burned to black, the mayor's house with a small garden, and the square where the gallows was cleared in the distance...all of these are gradually moving away from him.

Game over.

He suddenly heard someone sighing in his ear, it was a woman's voice, he turned his head slightly, and saw a woman holding a crystal ball under a sparkling purple veil, her moonlight eyes were full of tranquility, watching him.

"Thank you, traveler from the outside world." She leaned forward and saluted: "Thank you for winning the final victory of the faction for us in Terry - may the gods bless you."

"Anlianna." Su Mingan called out the name of his guide.

There was a gentle smile on her face, and when she smiled, it was as if a sky full of stars was brewing.

[Traveler No. [-], your identity is Prophet. 】

[——Congratulations, you have won the final victory of this peak duel! 】

……

……

The next moment, there was a blinding white light in front of him.

Su Mingan closed his eyes, and before he opened them, he heard that familiar and annoying voice:

"Woohoo! Welcome to our dear twelve contestants, welcome to your official return!"

He opened his eyes, and first saw a vast sea of ​​clouds... and a big rabbit floating over.

It still looked the same, with the balance on its chest twisted and bent, and its blood-red eyes gave off an extremely uncomfortable and disgusting feeling.

He noticed that he seemed to be on a large platform in the sky, and he was stepping on a transparent platform, and he could see the endless sea of ​​clouds below.

He saw many people standing around him, including eleven other participating players.

"Participants at the top of the world, you all performed very well in this game——welcome twelve dear players, come to our awards ceremony—!" The boss rabbit shouted happily, it seemed that every Happy every moment.

Su Mingan noticed a large-scale change in the popularity of the live broadcast room, and the restrictions of the live broadcast room disappeared. Players can freely shuttle between various live broadcast rooms, and no longer need to be confined to the same person's live broadcast room—because there is no need to keep their identities secret.

This game where the world's top twelve players compete at the top is finally over.

He has achieved double perfection in camp and mission at the same time.

He let out a sigh of relief and felt a rare relaxation. He finally turned his attention to the bullet screen, and the content of the bullet screen was similar to what he thought:
【Number one player, number one in the world——!】

【Ming An, forever god-】

[Forever God +1]

[Forever God +2]

【…】

【+10086】

[Trash Edward, still mocking, still mocking? 】

[Edward has a high fighting ability and a simple mind, this wave of overturning is really miserable. 】

[What's the use of being highly praised, the first player is right, not everything can be made by capitalists! Counterfeit goods are counterfeit goods after all. 】

[Su Ming'an's wave is like opening the eyes of the sky, he really controls the overall situation. 】

【How is Su Shi's girl, I don't seem to have heard anything about her...】

【…】

Su Ming'an can probably guess what the World Forum is like now, how hard Edward and the others jumped before, and how badly they may fall now.

No matter how much Edron and the others had paid to guide public opinion, they had indeed lost when they placed their bets on this world competition.People only see who is number one, not why the person below the number one loses.

True strength is more important than anything else.

Public opinion is not brainwashing, and people can see the results.

That's why he's been in no hurry to deal with those audiences.

There was joy in the barrage, celebrating the countless points they won from betting.The second is the best wishes to Su Ming'an. The various congratulatory messages seemed to have been written long ago, and they were sent out smoothly at this time.Then, there was a lot of stepping on the high and flattering the low, and the bullet screens stood in a high position, criticizing Edward Mizushimagawa Haririn Kang and other players who had shown hostility before.

"I—I killed you!"

Su Mingan suddenly heard a shout full of anger, turned his head, and saw Mizushima Chuanharu who was about to pounce on him with a face full of panic.

...By the way, this woman seems to care about her sister very much, and even said that she wants revenge.

It's a pity that the skills are not as good as people.

Su Mingan looked at her without moving, and slightly shifted his eyes to Boss Rabbit.

"Give me—stop!"

The red light descended suddenly, and instantly stopped the aggressive Mizushimagawa Haru.

Boss Rabbit jumped in front of the 12 people, and spread out his big fleshy hands: "Now is the time for awarding, don't fight, don't fight—especially, don't shoot at the first player we kissed!"

Its words startled Su Mingan slightly.

"Su Mingan, I will definitely kill you..."

Mizushimagawa Haru's sharp voice was still ringing, but was soon interrupted by a calm female voice.

"Okay." Mizushima Chuanku closed his eyes: "We lost this game."

"Sister, sister?" Haru Mizushimagawa paused, she opened her eyes in disbelief.

"Su Ming'an...I apologize for accusing you. My sister's brain is half genius, half lunatic. So she will say some inexplicable things to you, please don't mind." Mizushima Chuan Sora said calmly:
……

"—Su Ming'an. There are many people who want to find you. Let's have a chat after the awards are over."

(End of this chapter)