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Chapter 171 Chapter 170 · "The Chosen Victim"

"Su Ming'an?" The man seemed to be a little interested: "That's really exciting, let's talk."

"He is..." The bald man's words were grinded in his mouth, and then his tone was a little unbelievable: "He is really... an ordinary student from Longguo."

"Are you sure?" The man over there laughed directly, not in a lukewarm manner, nor did he seem to be mocking, his slender fingers pointed, and the soot slowly fell down like stardust.

"It's true. His father was a brave special police officer who died when he was ten years old. His mother was a well-known pianist, but her background was also very ordinary. He was not selected into the world game either... He doesn't have many relatives, but they are all from ordinary backgrounds, and none of them can have a high status in politics or business..."

"But all the analysis data of psychological experts, and the psychological profile of his live broadcast recording, are telling me." The man directly interrupted him: "Your conclusion is wrong."

"Minister Dion, I..."

"An ordinary student, who can obtain the status of [power holder], can he be so favored by the organizer?" The man smiled, his strong fingers tapped on the back of the chair, and the sound of "dada" repeated in the silent conference room.

"what?"

The bald man raised his head, he didn't know what this "power holder" meant.

"I have sent invitations to him through the joint group several times, but he still refuses to enter." The man did not answer him, but slowly, smoking the cigarette in his hand:

"... everyone, including himself, tells me that he is not ordinary. You should not be an exception."

The bald man lowered his head and said nothing, only cursing this arrogant Italian guy in his heart.

"What's the situation on the forum recently?" the man asked again.

"Strategy posts are very popular. Although there is a limit to earning points as a non-stop player, the daily income of your very foresighted posts is enough to maintain the basic operation of the joint group...after all, those who joined It’s still Zhai Xing’s original thinking, as long as we have a few empty promises after the comeback, and those meager points, they will be very satisfied.”

"good."

The man smiled: "Good job."

"It's just that, Minister, there are some things that I don't understand very well." The bald man said, "Obviously we don't need to form such an organization at all. Now it seems that the expenditure of the joint group is far greater than the income..."

Many people, like him, have such doubts.

Obviously it was one billion out of seven billion, everything was disrupted and rearranged, and many of my former colleagues couldn't be contacted, but someone was able to pull up a large organization covering every server in the entire Lord God space so quickly, and they were rewarded with points. Doing things that most people don't think is meaningful, such as peacekeeping troops, and free strategy posts that benefit low-end players... It is simply not worth the candle.

But the person in front of him did just that, and this person's foresight of the future... far exceeded his cognition.

"Rob, you have to understand that there is never a shortage of smart people in this world." Dion looked at him, with one hand slumped on the armrest of the chair, his whole body crooked, but his tone was very serious:

"You can't understand what some people can think of. What some people think is worth it, you don't think it's worth it...that's the difference between you and a smart person."

The bald man blushed when he heard the ironic words, as if he was very ashamed, but he dared not speak out.

"By the way." Dion raised his head suddenly: "Did he read the information for Edward?"

"Your Highness has read it." The bald man said: "Every time before the world starts, he will read all the information you gave - but this time, Ms. Mizushimagawa doesn't seem to have read it."

"She thinks her wings are hardened, and she can fly solo with those old immortals in Guwu." Dion smiled, his blue eyes were like the sky in the distance: "Forget it, since she is confident that she can succeed, let her go." Go—you can go out."

The soot fell slowly like snow, and he suddenly exhaled a breath of white air, which just covered the bald man's face, completely covering up the embarrassment.

The bald man was silent, turned around and walked out with the folder in his hand.

After the door was closed, Dion lowered his head and took out a stack of paper materials from his desk.

[Analysis of The Fifth World Raiders]

The pitch-black text is particularly obvious on the white paper.

He flipped through the paper.

There are some unclear descriptions on the paper, such as [the legendary prophet is not credible], [not limited to a small area] and other extremely vague descriptions, which are not as in place as ordinary strategy posts, and even those on the forum who are concerned about The summary of the previous world is not as good.

However, when turning to the last page, a date was written on the paper:
[Record time: October 10]

Dion flipped through what he had written, and after confirming that there were no major mistakes, he picked up the pen, took out a new stack of blank paper, and began to write new words——

[Analysis of the Sixth World Raiders——]

Behind him, there is a stack of papers that is not low.

At the top, there is a piece of yellowish paper, with extremely clear words on it, and a title that has been specially oversized——

[A brief analysis of how players save themselves]

……

Although Minghui has no distinction between day and night, the sky will always be darker at night.

The army was already very close to the main army station. After nightfall, everyone approached a dilapidated village, set up tents and fires, and rested outside.

After Shan Shuang arranged all this, they walked out of the army.

She is in a bad mood tonight.

She was walking on the uneven dirt road, with brick houses with tightly closed doors on both sides. Occasionally, there was the sound of animals crawling. I don't know what kind of small animals move at night.

During the polar night, everything was silent, and with her good eyesight, she crossed several small uneven slopes on the ground and walked all the way to the grassy slope to the west.

Sitting here, you can see the panorama of the village, the dark sky, and the lonely smoke.There are all kinds of things in the world, and she was able to get a glimpse of them.

She came at night and was about to sit down when she saw a dark figure beside her.

Silently, as if it was here in the first place.

She was frightened, but quickly calmed down, she shone forward with the halo in her hand.

The boy sitting with his knees hugged turned his head to look at her.

A dim halo flowed in his eyes, like a piece of clear light that was gradually stagnating.

"Why are you here? Where's the guard?" Shan Shuang was taken aback.

She found that this holy master was really running around without sleeping at night. If she didn't happen to like to sit on high places, she really wouldn't know that this man was no longer in his own tent.

"It's too cold to sleep." Su Mingan said.

Shan Shuang stretched out his hand, trying to hold his hand to transfer energy, but he avoided it.

"It's a drop in the bucket." He said, "It's better to talk to me, and it can distract you a little bit."

Both heads down.

She didn't know what to say for a moment, after all, two people who couldn't sleep met by chance.

She might have said something, but she couldn't.

Suddenly, Su Mingan spoke first.

"I want to know." He turned his head: "The revolutionary army, what do you think of me?"

"You are great." Shan Shuang said: "It's just that the leader of the puppet army has been deceiving you and asking you to study the results for the puppet army."

"I'm just a somewhat accomplished scholar."

“It’s so much more than that,” she said: “You’re not just studying one thing—you’re leading a revolution.”

She put down the black knife and sat on the grass with him, looking at the piles of burning bonfires below.

"I have long noticed the difficulty of living—people's talents almost determine everything. Status is inherited by blood, and talents are greatly affected by blood. A person's birth almost determines the path of his life. Learning other skills The law and the method of improving blood vessels have not yet been developed, and this has become the most serious and acute contradiction, and people hate it, but there is nothing they can do about it.” She said, with deep eyes:
"But now, someone has proposed a set of ability systems for improving talents, which is equivalent to completely overthrowing the world's most basic order, and can change everyone's established destiny..."

She looked at him with very earnest eyes:
"That's why we don't want you to die in the hands of the puppet army.

If we are a revolutionary army, a revolution between camps - you are leading a revolution in the whole world. "

Su Mingan let out a breath.

The air is cold.

He felt as if something stuck to his eyelashes, and when he looked around, he saw a little white spot like stardust.

—It turns out that it will snow here too.

"Is there no other way?" He asked: "How can there be such a situation, the fate of the entire world is tied in the hands of one person. If that person fails, then everyone is meaningless. "

"There are other ways." Shan Shuang said softly: "For example, completely solve the source of the crisis..."

As she spoke, she suddenly noticed something and stood up quickly.

When the black knife flicked in her hand, there was a sharp light. As soon as her figure moved, she disappeared in place, and there were bursts of beast roars in the distance.

Along the way, some monsters with no eyes often came to attack them. They were extremely ferocious and unafraid of death. Even if they were killed batch after batch, there would always be new monsters attacking in a suicidal manner.

Now there is another batch.

Su Mingan looked at that side, and the single and paired black knives suddenly burst into brilliance, with only an arc span of one and a half months, they suddenly swept out a large open space below.

The blood spread radially around the open space like exploding fireworks. The girl jumped up, her hair behind her swaying in a leisurely arc.

After the roar of the beast gradually faded away, he saw the girl walking back with a strong bloody aura on her body.

He knew that the crisis of the whole world was coming—this was why Shengqi sent him to the altar so anxiously.

Along the way, he heard many revolutionary troops discussing this matter.

Because of the dragon's blood, because of the blood of the evil dragon, the monsters in this world will always riot for no reason.

Outside some cities, many unprotected villages were brutally wiped out.

Even in the city, in order to maintain the defensive barrier, there will be batch after batch of powerful people who pour their own lives into the spar to protect other people.

The people in that glazed building did just that.

...And like Shan Shuang, going out of the city and blindly killing these monsters is just drinking poison to quench their thirst.

Blindly killing, unless it is an instant annihilation, nothing else can solve the problem.Even if the monsters die, the malice in their blood will spread and infect more monsters.

A steady stream.

Unless, he can research a way to improve the natural bloodline, so that all malice can be purified.

Unless, he was directly sent to the altar to control evil with evil, and let the blood of the evil dragon punish the blood of the evil dragon.

Other than that, there is no other way.

"The puppet army occupies the best territory, the best resource points, and the most excellent bloodline awakening technology." Shan Shuang approached slowly, and she was persuading him, as if she wanted to reassure him: "Obviously has With such a powerful force, the leader of the puppet army, Sheng Qi, only wants to expand his rule, and he doesn't care about those raging monsters... He has no vision for the future at all, and only wants to trade you for short-term stability..."

Su Mingan looked at her without speaking.

"However, it doesn't matter anymore." Shan Shuang's voice was light and light: "We all understand that you are the [future]. After the puppet army is defeated and all resources are taken over, we will definitely spread your experimental results to every corner of the mainland." A corner..."

She said, blinking: "Do you know why I chose to become the second commander? I have awakened a very powerful ability, but I didn't join the puppet army to enjoy myself-do you know why?"

"Why?" Although he was not interested, Su Mingan asked with dignity.

[NPC (single and double) favorability: 60+10]

"Actually, for us, if we are not awakened successfully, it doesn't mean we will be weak forever." Shan Shuang said in a low voice: "——There is another way, which is to forcibly approach the unstable place to absorb the malice of the world , to feed back itself..."

Su Ming listened quietly, perhaps because both Shan and Shuang had reached a crucial point, the barrage that had been noisy all the time was also a little quiet at this moment.

"However, this method is very dangerous. We don't want anyone to risk their lives to increase the possibility of awakening. Such a person is either a desperate robber or a lunatic with no hope of life." She rubbed her hands to dispel the chill of the cold night:
"Though, I think, in a world like this—we're mostly bandits and lunatics like that."

"But I still don't want someone to lose their life because of gaining power, and die worthless." She turned her head and looked at Su Mingan:
"Natural awakening, although the possibility is extremely small, it is not life-threatening.

Absorbs malice, although the radiation is stronger, but the mortality rate is quite high.

When I was young, our village couldn't survive, so after keeping a group of children, other adults left suicide notes to find malicious absorption..."

"..." Su Mingan lowered his head.

He seemed to anticipate something.

"...then they all died." Shan Shuang said, "Including my parents."

As the cold wind of the extreme night blew past, Su Mingan gathered up the useless big padded jacket on his body.

"But it's ridiculous that after all the adults died, I awakened my ability for no reason." Shan Shuang continued:
"But it was too late.

I took my children to join the revolutionary army, just to question the puppet army—why, why do they sit in the safest place, keep their own one-third of an acre of land, enjoy a luxurious life, but tell the outside world Countless people who were starved to death and killed did not care about it?
"I must make them understand," she gritted her teeth and clenched her fists:
"Even if we don't have the qualifications to choose who wakes up and who dies—not everyone deserves to be sacrificed."

"It's hard for you to live." Su Mingan said.

"Yes." She said: "We are not qualified to choose our own destiny—the vast majority of people were suddenly [sacrificed] without saying a word."

"And this [sacrifice] does not require the consent of the "sacrifice" himself."

"Even because of being held hostage by the idea of ​​'greatness'...they see themselves as chosen heroes who were willingly sacrificed."

(End of this chapter)