First Player

  Chapter 892 Chapter eight hundred and ninety · "Dad."

   "Do you like this kind of work?" Li Mingyue said in front.

   "Huh?" Su Mingan responded.

"Residents in the relief city, thanks to them, let their precarious lives survive, let them continue to have impossible hopes, and survive in this world. Let them pray to the gods who will not pity them at all." Li Mingyue said: "This is the work of the church. Do you like this kind of work?"

  Su Mingan was silent for a while, then slowly said:

"dislike."

   "It's a pity, I was thinking, if you like this kind of job, you can take over my job in the future. In this way..." Li Mingyue's voice paused:

"Even if you don't go to the college entrance examination, don't go to Beiqing University, don't get in touch with the City Protection Department...you don't have to do these things. It's all fine. You can stay in this city for the rest of your life, and become the anchor with Su Luoluo. This city also recruits civil servants, you can try it, you can get married, and your life can be happy."

  Su Mingan was slightly startled.

  Li Mingyue’s words seem to be saying that if he continues to follow the main quest, something unfortunate will happen—it seems that only staying in a small town and not taking the first step from beginning to end is the luckiest ending.

  …

  【But with your fate line, you are already the luckiest, Shao Qing. Li Mingyue still bowed her head and said to herself: "Being locked up to get blood is already your luckiest fate line." I have seen thousands of futures for you, and none of them are luckier than this one. "]

  …

  Su Mingan immediately remembered the passage of the national teacher Li Mingyue in "The Kingdom of Lou Yue", which seemed to overlap with the modern Li Mingyue's words at this moment.

  But unfortunately, it is impossible not to follow the main line if you want to pass the level perfectly.

  If he was an ordinary player and didn't have so many responsibilities on his shoulders, he might really end these 20 days happily. He wouldn't trample on his own bones step by step, and go to the most dangerous and craziest place step by step.

   Being an enemy of the gods, confronting other-dimensional civilizations, relying on drugs to maintain sanity like a madman.

  Unfortunately, there is no if.

  Su Mingan shook his head: "The definition of happiness is not to deceive oneself. I don't want the tragedy of this city to happen endlessly. Even if there is a happier ending, I want to face the truth more directly."

  …

  —[Even if there is HAPPYEND, I would prefer TRUEEND. 】

  …

   There seems to be a sound in the ear, and it seems to be an auditory hallucination.

   Li Mingyue turned her head and stared at him.

  The shadows of the two dragged long, and the white feathers were flying in the sky, like melting snow.

  The eyes of Su Mingan and Li Mingyue meet, the two seem to be in a subtle state of stagnation, and the sound of flying feathers is very clear. Until Su Mingan spoke—

   "I want them to be happy, and this happiness is not equal to anything, unique."

   "Really?" Li Mingyue actually saw his hesitation.

   "Yes." Su Mingan's words were much firmer.

   "Is this your truth?" Li Mingyue asked again.

   "Yes." This sentence is decisive.

   "...Okay." Li Mingyue's voice seemed regretful, but also relieved.

  Su Mingan glanced back, Lu Shu followed silently, and did not speak rashly. Lu Shu was so afraid of disturbing him that he didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.

  Looking into Su Mingan's eyes, Lu Shu was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously smiled.

  Su Mingan nodded and turned his gaze back.

   "Didn't the tragedy of this city be spread through the news? People living in modern cities outside, do they know what happened here?" Su Mingan asked about the tragedy of this city.

  The news on the street is full of advertisements for lipsticks, cosmetics, and health care products. Images of luxury are not uncommon, out of place in this city of misery. It's like two worlds, one day and one earth.

"Even if it arouses public opinion, it will only be buried by more and more gossip incidents. Even if people outside know what happened in the city, they will be emotional for a while and soon forget it." Li Mingyue said indifferently: "Tragedies in society are not It is rare, many tragedies have caused a sensation, even if people were very angry at the time, but they are tired enough to live, and they will be forgotten after a while. The entertainment-oriented Internet will cover up all the haze."

   "The coalition government is very good at using the Internet and public opinion." Su Mingan said with emotion. He has seen many tragedies covered up because of the Internet. All icebergs are hidden under "happiness" and "entertainment", it seems that only gossip stars can make people care.

   They were walking in the direction of the church when they heard a loud noise.

   "Boom—!"

It seemed to be a loud noise coming from not far away. In an instant, a violent wind wave came, mixed with the smell of gunpowder and violent yellow sand. The huge shock wave overturned the house at the end of the field of vision, and a cloud of fire waves was slowing down. Rising slowly, the temperature rises.

  In an instant, people screamed in fear from all directions. Several crow-like planes flew across the sky, and pitch-black objects fell from the sky and fell into the city.

   "That's..." Su Mingan propped up the barrier and asked in surprise, "Air strike?"

  He didn't expect that someone would unscrupulously drop shells in the city-this is a city with hundreds of thousands of people!

  Li Mingyue looked up at the fleet in the sky:

"Maybe it was done by other countries, or it may be a force that wants to make a fortune... But the biggest possibility is the old Holy See. The old Holy See often slaughtered cities and villages for no reason. After the "First Joint Agreement", the center of gravity of the world Putting it all on the Dream Watchers, the military power was taken away, and the old Holy See became more and more unscrupulous, they always took pleasure in killing people and created negative emotions."

   "Is this group of people purely bad?" Su Mingan couldn't understand—someone would want to destroy the world so much, and creating negative emotions would only make the aliens on the front line stronger. The old Holy See was a group of anti-social elements?

  He no longer stayed where he was, and ran towards home, Su Luoluo was still there. She is just a first-order rookie and can't resist shells at all.

   "Boom-boom-boom-!"

  Fires are constantly emerging, rising like growing mushrooms. As far as the eye can see, flying dust dances.

  The sound of bombing after another rang in my ears, and people fled here and there like fleeing mice. An old man was killed on the spot, his limbs flew around, and the mother took the child to hide in the air-raid shelter in a hurry. "Ka Ka Ka" The sound of steel bars breaking and eaves falling could be heard endlessly. Everything in front of me collapsed like a sandcastle, and the air trembled violently.

   "Help—help!"

"why why why!"

   "Help me, don't, don't vote here! Mom—"

  Sparks bloomed on the ground one after another, and rapidly expanded towards the surroundings, like fierce beasts transformed into flames, engulfing houses and fleeing residents. The sound of the cannon sounded, and there was a tinnitus in the ear, and the high-decibel sound seemed to pierce the eardrum.

  A total of twenty shells fell on this devastated land, and the flames continued to bloom on the earth, mercilessly depriving lives. No matter how roaring and howling people uttered, the flames of war never spared them.

  The residents have experienced many air raids before, so there are ruins everywhere. Since the black fog filled the city, cities in such remote areas have no protection system at all. The old world is almost the same as the end of the world, only the coalition government still maintains its superficial decency.

  Su Mingan never expected that life in a small town would be peaceful one moment, and suddenly turn into a scene of war and terror the next moment.

   Most destruction is without warning.

  Li Mingyue burned the talisman and used a huge barrier to block the shells in this area. Residents rushed to take refuge, but there was no way to protect the further area.

   Loud noises rang in Su Mingan's ears over and over again. Ten minutes later, the bomber fleet circled over the city for a moment, leaving only miserable cries and mutilated bones.

   "Ah-ah!"

   "Help, help me..."

   In just ten minutes, the scene in front of him completely changed. The already chaotic and incomplete city seemed to have been turned upside down again, revealing more dense artillery pits and ruins. There was crying, sadness and despair everywhere.

  Su Mingan stared at the gradually departing bomber fleet, and released the purple-level pet "Fei Bird", letting it follow the fleet. He had to figure out who these guys were.

   Afterwards, he continued to rush towards Su Luoluo's house.

   Only the fourth level can resist heat weapons. Su Luoluo only has the first level, so she can't resist it. Su Mingan can only hope that the shells did not fall into the area of ​​her house.

   Arriving at the gate of Su Luoluo's house, Su Mingan raised his head—

  He saw—under the dark clouds, a collapsed ruin.

  The pitch-black gun crater fell not far away, and the wind and waves overturned all the houses in this area.

  ...Obviously, her home was not spared, even very close to the explosion area.

  Among the flying ash, bright red flocculent substances float in the air, the tip of the nose is full of the smell of blood and gunpowder, and the skin can feel the scorching heat in the air.

   "Su..." Su Mingan didn't know how to call her for a while. Everything in front of him was flying dust, the old residential building had disappeared, and the stairs of her house, and the old tree in front of the residential building were no longer seen.

  He took a few steps forward, and then took a few more steps. The bricks and tiles under his feet kept making "creaking" sounds. Dust and broken tiles covered everything.

  A dream patrol helmet that was blown up to only half of it rolled into the ruins, leaving a touch of pink graffiti. This is her helmet. The sofa and chair next to it could be vaguely seen, and even the cotton of the sofa had turned black. Several scorched photos were stacked among the bricks, and the little girl with purple pupils smiled brightly on the photos.

  An arm and limb lay quietly between the steel bars, the skin was charred black, the nails had been blasted to pieces, and the broken wine bottle was still tightly held in his hand. Su Mingan immediately squatted down to check, and found the tattoo on his arm—it was the arm of Su Luoluo's father.

  Beside it is the mutilated body of Su Luoluo's father.

  What about her? She had gone home, and she could only be near her father.

  Her house is not big, and her father is here, so she can only be among the ruins.

   "Click, click, click."

  Su Mingan lifted the wooden blocks, dug away the bricks and tiles, used the priest's stick as a digging stick, pried off the stone bricks one by one, and dug down bit by bit. Li Mingyue has been standing quietly behind him, holding a thick book in her hands, she doesn't know what she is thinking.

   Until twenty minutes later, Su Mingan dug up all the open spaces nearby, but she was not seen. Only shredded pieces of cloth and mutilated limbs could be seen, but it was impossible to identify who these were.

  Su Mingan looked at these strands of flesh and blood, and stopped digging.

   In the world of ruins, war is a common occurrence. In the seventy-two years of Kaiusta, the number of casualties exceeded five billion. There are countless cities that have been bombed.

  But only when he is actually presented in front of Su Mingan, can he intuitively feel what each war red dot appears on the command map, and each tens of millions of casualties reported to him by his subordinates represents what it means.

…too suddenly.

…Too strange.

  War turned out to be this kind of thing.

   "Su... Lolo?" Su Mingan stood up straight, standing among the ruins, looking at the unidentifiable corpse in the open space, and was at a loss.

   Nobody responded to him.

Nearby, there are many people digging like him. They are in ragged clothes and have no tools. They can only use their hands to dig the collapsed ruins frantically. Their arms are covered with blood and their nails are broken. name:

   "Shanshan—Shanshan—!"

   "Xiao Le! Come out! Come out! Shout out, okay?"

   "Mom—where are you, Mom!"

  Su Mingan looked back at Li Mingyue, who was looking at the sky.

"If it is the bomber of the old Holy See, the fuselage will have a built-in self-explosion system. Once the pilot is killed, the self-explosion system will be activated immediately, and the plane will fall and cause an explosion." Li Mingyue said to himself: "It is impossible to intercept, this explosion It's bound to happen..."

  Su Mingan sensed his Fei Bird, which was already tracking the rear of the fleet.

   But where is Lolo Su?

  The red-black sky is filled with smoke and dust, and the thick dark clouds are lingering.

  Su Mingan stepped back step by step. He looked at the incomplete ruins and the incomplete pink dream patrol helmet on the ground, his eyes were a little dazed.

until-

   "Little Cloud."

  In an instant, the red and black in the sky rose up with the wind, and seemed to be blown away a little.

   A trembling voice came from behind:

   "...little cloud."

  Su Mingan turned his head and saw a confused girl with purple eyes coming from another building that was still in good condition. Her arms were covered with bright red blood, and her voice was mixed with crying.

  She didn't seem to expect to encounter these things suddenly. This air strike was too sudden, and the war was so merciless. Without any warning, just twenty pieces of metal took the lives of countless people.

   Su Mingan was taken aback for a moment, and then she was sure that the dusty face was Su Luoluo.

   "Little Cloud."

  The girl called him for the third time.

  She stood between the fire and the thick fog, coughing and walking towards him, her eyes full of fear and fear, and her voice was like a trembling wheat sieve.

"Originally, I had a little money, and I planned to send my mother to the hospital for cancer treatment this morning... I asked my father in the morning, and I asked him if he wanted to send my mother together. He said he didn't, and he wanted to stay at home and drink..." Su Luo Luo said tremblingly: "Who knows, the shells will fall on my house, but the hospital is safe and sound..."

  She saw the mutilated body of the man in the ruins, and felt the impermanence of fate.

  If he could go to see off his mother, would this death not happen this time?

  Her expression is like crying and laughing, like relieved, but also like sad.

  (end of this chapter)