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Chapter 144 Chapter 140 · "Love this world"

Lu Shu's reverence for him was also a stubborn, even twisted reverence.

For this unstable factor, there is only so much Su Mingan can do.

"Brother Lighthouse." Jasmine said, "It's okay, let's go to sleep first, if you really can't find it, why don't you just trust him... I think brother is really anxious, but it's useless to be anxious..."

What Jasmine said was very reasonable.

Seeing Lu Shu's confident appearance, maybe he is really prepared.

... Su Mingan really couldn't take it anymore.

Before he even had time to help Jasmine find a house, he set an alarm clock and collapsed on the bed.

"Don't go out, stay here and wait for me to wake up..."

He put a bunch of food by the table, and after telling Jasmine to pass, he quickly closed his eyes.

Perhaps it was because he was so tired. After closing his eyes, he felt his body sinking as if he was stuck in a bed, and his consciousness quickly dimmed.

As if stepping on a cloud, he closed his eyes, his eyelids isolated from the outside world.

...but he heard a burst of piano sound.

Crisp and sweet, it's like seeing a deep blue sea with white dolphins jumping up, sparkling in the water.

The emotions that had calmed down suddenly surged up again.

Some strange sense of condensation between time rose in his heart, he opened his eyes suddenly, and saw a room that seemed a bit hazy in his vision.

The room is not big, the breeze blows the spring breeze and dyes it in along the curtains, a piano is bathed in the waterfall of light.

The keys of black, white and solid colors are quietly staggered, and the brilliance ignites the curled dust floating in the air.

... dreaming?Lucid dream?

He fixedly looked at this piano, he was very familiar with its appearance, but it shouldn't be so lonely...

As soon as his thoughts appeared, he saw a person suddenly appearing on the piano bench.

Fingers appeared on the piano keys that were originally pressed by themselves. The woman with long black hair was half-faced close to the halo, her cheeks were dyed in the light, and her hair was like flowing mercury.Her piano sound is very nice, every key is hit accurately, no matter whether it is slow or fast, she can pick it up, and her cross-domain skills are vividly displayed.

Laymen may praise her skills, but Su Mingan can tell that there is a lack of "spirituality" in her piano sound.Like the walking dead who have lost their souls, black and white silent films staged silently, artificial puppets that can only imitate mechanically.

Su Mingan looked at it for a while, only felt irony, then turned and left without hesitation.

He knew that this was a lucid dream, a dream that he could control with his own consciousness, but he hadn't had it for a long time since he entered the world game, and he was very busy every day, so how could he have time for such energy-wasting dreams.

He must go to sleep as soon as possible to prevent further deterioration of his mental state.

As for this kind of memory-like dream, it is meaningless, and he doesn't need these psychological comforts now.

Su Mingan thought, he wanted this scene to disappear.

He saw bloodstains appearing on the woman's body, and her fingers were shattered, which was a sign that the dream was about to collapse.

But Su Mingan saw himself appearing beside her.

My childhood self.

The woman's dry posture of playing the piano changed instantly, and she seemed like a withered flower to become alive in an instant, her tone was extremely gentle:
"You are loving the world."

Su Mingan heard the voice of a woman teaching "myself".

"...No matter what, love this world."

She continued.

The haze on the woman's face dissipated spontaneously, and Su Ming'an saw that the eyes she looked over at that moment were completely silent and extremely bright, like a willing drowning person.

He snorted coldly, turned around and left without staying.

"—Ming An, you are different from me, your eyes are real... Your feelings are mother's most precious treasure."

Behind him came the voice of a woman praying.

The music of the piano is getting faster and faster, and one after another notes are chasing quickly from behind, accompanied by the woman's lingering voice:

"—Ming An, your eyes, your eyes with such strong emotions, are really beautiful."

He kept on walking.

The sound of the piano came in bursts, chasing his steps.

"—The warm wind in winter, the snow lotus on the top of the mountain, the pearl in the deep sea...you are everything I can imagine, you are the brightest treasure of my mother, the eternal pride..."

His steps stopped suddenly.

A hand grabbed his arm from below, and he turned his head sideways to see that the grasped hand was covered in blood.

A woman suddenly appeared next to him at some point, the haze on her face completely dissipated, and she was a beautiful woman with almond eyes, very similar to him.

Her face was covered with blood, which was trickling down her cheeks little by little.

The sound of the zither was still floating, rushing towards him like waves.

The woman's eyes were fixed on him, as if locking him with her eye sockets.

She opened her mouth with some difficulty, word by word:
"...Ming An, you are the only one in my world."

"anyway--"

Her eyes were heavy, but her hands were getting weaker and weaker.

Su Mingan put his hand on hers, and then bit by bit, he pushed her fingers away.

"—love the world."

She said this sentence like an announcement, and then let go of her hand.

The sound of the piano stopped suddenly.

There was a sound like breaking glass.The room in the afternoon turned into fragments and dispersed little by little.

Under the influence of Su Mingan's thoughts, this dream ended here.

"You should feel sad." Su Mingan said to the pool of blood left by the woman on the ground:
"After eight years, what you left in my memory and what appeared in my dreams is still such an absurd appearance."

"You should be thankful that your father has trained me to be who I am now."

"I will love the world, but not because of you."

"...Don't appear in my dreams again."

He said, instead of looking at that scene, he closed his eyes, emptied himself, and let himself enter a deeper dream.

In sleep, he dreamed nothing again.

In this dream, I slept very deeply and deeply, as if my body was trapped in white clouds.

He can't feel anything, and he can't feel any troubles... It's like the countless dreamless nights on Zhai Xing, in the silent night, there are no stars and no moon in front of him.

...so much so that when he just opened his eyes and greeted the morning light set by the alarm clock in his personal space, there was still confusion in his eyes.

He sat up, rubbed his eyes, and opened the forum with soft hands.

……

[——The Lord God Dimension reappears the horrible murder case!Both Edward on the third list and Lu Shu on the fourth list died——Human infighting is endless, do we still have tomorrow? 】

"..." He stared at the top of the line of words, his eyes were hazy, as if he hadn't seen clearly yet.

The morning light simulated in the personal space fell into his eyes, so bright that it burned his eyes, and he narrowed his sore eyes.

"False news?"

He muttered to himself, and clicked on the top post on the forum.

And then...he saw the dead body of a butterfly that had been blown to nothing but a butterfly wing by the greenery of the 12th district server.

little red.

He continued to scroll down.

Lying beside the flowers is the broken knife of a praying mantis, blue in color, gleaming in the morning when the morning light just came on.

Xiaobi.

He looked down silently, and finally saw the corner of the coat.

It was black with emblem patterns, and it was the style of Hanfu worn by Lu Shu that day.

The incomplete corners of the clothes were burnt to pieces, and the owner of the clothes was nowhere to be found.

...The death of the main god space is real death.

His whole body seemed to be frozen, and he didn't recover. He stared at the panel for a long time, his eyes were out of focus.

Jasmine, who was taking a nap on the chair, woke up. Her clear eyes looked towards this side, like a lamp breaking through the fog.

"...Brother Lighthouse?"

She asked, and found that Su Mingan's state was obviously not right.

"..."

Su Mingan lowered his head.

When he opened his hand again, he saw the crescent moon imprint on his palm, oozing bright red blood.

"Ding dong!"

He suddenly heard a system prompt.

[Player (Lu Shu) requests video communication. 】

Su Mingan stared at the communication request and was stunned for a while.

He chose to accept it, and the picture unfolded, Lu Shu in a black Hanfu was sitting at the tea table, behind him was the scenery behind the mahogany pane, and the sky looked fine.

In front of him was a purple clay pot placed on a small stove, and the crimson butterflies on his shoulders were parked, and even the praying mantis, which was always jumping around, was quietly parked aside at this time.

"Su Mingan." Lu Shu was looking at him:
"This is a timed video recording."

Su Mingan stared at the screen.

"I think you've figured it out, because you've always been smart." Lu Shu stroked the teacup with his finger: "My attitude changed suddenly because I saw a note describing your past."

"You are very smart, and you should be able to guess that I believe this note so much because I also saw a note describing my past."

"The world game is omnipotent and pays too much attention to rules... If you just give me a fake note about you just to make us centrifugal, I don't think so."

"So." Lu Shu stared at him, "I believe everything on that note."

Su Mingan waited for his next text.

"...I used to think about why I believed in you so fanatically. I didn't think it was blind, and I didn't think it was blind after reading the World Forum." Lu Shu said lightly: "But after seeing Jasmine's performance, I Suddenly, I realized...that I, too, had lost my way."

"I didn't see the whole picture of you clearly, I just believed what I wanted to believe."

"I came from a hermit family since I was a child, and I have never seen how big the world is."

"I'm very similar to Jasmine...we obsessively and fanatically believe in someone we have identified, we don't let go, we don't change, and we don't even know it when we're bleeding."

"... Just when I wanted to erase my past self, I suddenly understood." A note appeared in Lu Shu's hand, and the note was carefully tied with a rubber band, without any leakage.

"If, just because of a piece of paper, I decided that you are not a good person again... Then you are no different from the previous self, just as short-sighted and paranoid."

"……so."

Lu Shu picked up the rubber band on the note with his fingers, and then slowly pulled it away.

"...I don't believe your love is just a disguise. Or..."

He slowly unfolded the note, flattened it, and then slowly moved it to the camera.

"...Su Mingan, you just pretended once."

Su Mingan looked at the contents of the note on the screen.

……

[(Prophet Clue): Absurdity is rampant in reality, and he was born in absurdity.Love is the disguise of art, and ideal is the ladder of desire.The world he watched was once bleak, and he became the most special person by the river—he used to be ordinary, because he had a new look, because he had no expectations. 】

……

Lu Shu hovered the note in front of the camera for ten seconds, slowly retracted it, carefully rolled it up again like a treasure, and stuffed it into his arms.

"You can understand this?" Su Mingan talked to the recording screen through the air.

"...I understand." Lu Shu over there continued:
"After this judgment - I still think you are a good person. I'm sure of you, maybe the note said your past, but now you must be bright and righteous."

As he spoke, he turned around suddenly and took out a huge plastic bag from behind.

"...The first player, Su Mingan, I will clear all obstacles for you."

"I will kill that fellow Edward... Let those organizations that want to cultivate their minds understand that the leader of the world is never the kind of [bad guy] that can be held."

"Su Mingan, you are a good person, you should keep going."

"This is a video recording. I recorded it before I left and set a time. If I come back successfully, I will cancel sending it as if nothing happened."

"That is to say—if you managed to watch this video."

Lu Shu looked at the camera with unprecedentedly clear eyes.

"...that means I'm dead."

"But Edward will die too. I thought about it. The best result is that I return safely, and the worst result is that I die with him-but no matter what you say, there is no way for anyone to target you anymore."

"Don't care what the audience says, don't care what those people think."

……

"Keep going, keep going."

……

[You have received a deposit message. (Sent regularly by friend Lu Shu)]

[Open the package, you will get a plastic bag of cabbage*1 (because the value is too low, the amount of points will not be calculated)]

[Open the package, you will get Little Mantis*1 (50 transaction points will be deducted automatically)]

[Little Praying Mantis (Growth: Red) (Unnamed)

Level: lv.1
HP: 400
MP: 0
Direction: Physical, Velocity

Note: Please pay attention to the huge appetite at the beginning!Please keep feeding cabbage to keep alive!

Note: The insect inherited from the praying mantis "Xiaobi", awakened after the death of the previous generation. 】

……

Su Mingan stared at the black panel in front of him, and the little mantis jumped up and down beside him, as if he was very hungry.

"Brother Lighthouse..."

Jasmine seemed to understand what happened, she clutched his sleeve tightly, not knowing what to say.

"Jasmine." Su Mingan said suddenly. He opened the World Forum, quickly browsed through the history of this incident, and then locked the location where the battle took place.

"……Um?"

Jasmine looked at him ignorantly.

"I used to think that some people were too conceited, proud, and pompous. They didn't shine in my eyes, so I wouldn't have nostalgia for them." Su Mingan said:
"But now I find out."

"Some people are still worth saving," he said, raising his hand.

"...Even if they didn't all pass the level perfectly."

His hands were on his temples.

……

"—Sometimes I should be thankful that I am the one who got this ability."

He closed his eyes and smiled.

Annihilation starts.

(End of this chapter)