The barrage was full of chaos, but Su Mingan only looked at the pleading eyes of the people in front of him.
Yang Changxu on the side wanted to say something, but when he thought that the person who was about to die was Lao Qin, and he had no right to persuade others to give up his life, he shut up.
"Why, everyone obviously wants to live. I know this is shameless, and I don't want to force you like this, but...but..." Aman said, tears could not help appearing in the corners of his eyes: "But... ...I don’t want my companions to die! Why, why... We can all give up advanced tasks to protect the people, but at such a young age, you only care about the points - the points for perfect clearance are just so small in your eyes Is it important!"
"Points are very important." Su Ming'an suddenly said, his eyes gradually darkening in the darkening night.
After capping the bottle in his hand, he looked at the woman with tears streaming down her face.
"Everything is important," he said.
"Still, it's not just for that reward..." Aman sobbed and raised her eyelids, seeing the other person's eyes burning like beating dark fire, which stung her hazy eyes for a moment.
His figure gradually disappeared under the drifting night, leaving only his eyes that were still bright.
Right in front of her eyes.
...Why are you looking at me like this!
Aman gritted his teeth, his anger rising instantly.
How...so selfish!
...You are so young and have never lost a partner - you obviously don't understand anything!
The crazy thoughts in her heart were connected together, licking her heart like a fire, gradually covering all the reason.
Then, she came up with an idea - since words can't make the person in front of her give up, just get the antidote by force! Anyway, anyway... In the end, just compensate him with something. This is the end of the world, and it is normal for her to take action for everyone's lives...
Aman was not particularly righteous. After she couldn't get what she wanted, her mind quickly became assimilated to the game.
Her hand reached her waist in an instant, and the light of the dagger flashed——
"Aman!" Yang Changxu's slightly panicked voice came from behind.
She suddenly pounced forward like a cheetah, her hand stretched out straight towards the life-saving antidote that was so close at hand——
"Uh-huh!"
A cold light gradually appeared in front of my eyes.
The cold eyes were still looking at her in the silence.
Aman felt a tinnitus raging in her mind, and her chest suddenly rose with heavy emotions that made her almost breathless. She opened her mouth and her eyes shifted for a moment -
His arm holding the dagger suddenly flew up like a kite, its blood red and colorful, with a burst of beautiful blood flowers.
Chocolate bars scattered like fireworks.
The black-haired girl looked at her coldly and put a sword to her throat.
"Keep talking." She bit down hard, and the chocolate bar made a crisp "click" sound, which was particularly loud in the dead silent room.
The sword light was as cold as snow for a moment:
"I'll kill you with the next sword."
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The next moment, barrages exploded across the screen.
"Aman——!" The man let out an almost miserable cry. Aman couldn't maintain his balance and fell down. He couldn't accept the pain of his broken arm and fainted.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh on me on me.”
Yueyue's eyes were slightly cold, she raised her sword and her sight was completely locked on it.
"Snapped!"
Suddenly, an extremely loud sound suddenly sounded at the moment when the sword was at war.
Yang Changxu slapped the young man hard.
He withdrew his hand that was all red with a heavy look on his face, leaving the stunned young man covering his face with a dull look in his eyes.
The young man's somewhat stagnant gaze slowly sank to Aman, who was lying on the ground in a pool of blood. Then, extremely weakly and slowly, as if all the strength in his body had been suddenly taken away, he knelt down. He went down, his forehead dropped to the ground, and he cried and sobbed.
"Why...why is this happening...
We just, just want to save people, that’s all..."
He lay on the ground, as if he could never stand up again, and whined like a wounded beast.
"I'm sorry." Yang Changxu stepped forward and bowed deeply to Su Ming'an with extremely heavy movements: "It's our fault that we didn't know how to advance or retreat, were ungrateful, and used this disgusting method to kidnap you. I Yang Changxu was saved once by you, this life is yours, you can use it however you want..."
"Go find a way to save this woman." Su Mingan said, turning around: "If you want to live and earn points for all mankind - there are blood bottles and tourniquets in the store, and it's not too late."
Yang Changxu straightened up and looked at Su Ming'an's back blankly.
Su Ming'an held Yue Yue's eyes alert, holding the bottle of half-empty antidote, and fell into the shadows downstairs step by step with a heavy step.
As he took steps forward, the smell of blood that was always present in the air finally became lighter, and then the sense of depression gradually dissipated.
At the entrance of the supermarket, there was a gentle moonlight.
Su Mingan let go of Yue Yue's hand, put it in his pocket, and walked into the night in an instant.
Under the condensed moonlight, his figure was stretched extremely long for a while.
In the upper right corner, the barrage of crazy quarrels has become a blur. The supporting and opposition parties are not stopping, but Su Mingan's eyes have never moved upward. His eyes are a little calm and a little far-reaching looking into the distance.
There was a faint smell of blood in the wind, and the inhuman roar of zombies sounded in the distance.
...No matter how you look at it, it doesn’t look like a good place to express your poetic and artistic feelings.
Yueyue came from behind, wiping her sword and looking at him.
"Turn off the live broadcast." She said, "It's full of smoke and smoke."
She got no response from the man.
Under the moonlight, his moonlight eyes were filled with silence.
"Do you know why I want to start a live broadcast?" Su Mingan said.
Yueyue blinked.
"Spotlight effect." Su Ming'an looked at her and smiled: "The despair of the group will bring greater despair. But unfortunately, everyone is currently in such a situation.
Humanity is in chaos, contact is completely cut off, and even relatives cannot be found.
In a large and disorderly group, if a leader wants to stand out, in addition to basic abilities and qualities, he must also have one thing, and that is - spotlight.
Under the spotlight, everyone's eyes are looking in one direction, naturally forming a core point - at that point, all the words of the leader will be clearly conveyed, and the will and ideas of the public will also follow the herd mentality and Attached to psychology and driven by nature. "
He paused slightly, raised his head, and looked steadily at the light of the street lamp, as if looking at hope:
"——If we want to drive such a desperate group and make them all move forward towards a common goal... we must establish a clear and firm goal."
Yueyue blinked again.
She could see his eyes... she could see them clearly all the time. His eyes were so bright and dazzling that it was easy for people to ignore the pain in them.
But she has watched him since she was a child, so she can also feel this subtle emotional difference.
The other party... didn't seem as excited as he appeared on the surface.
On the contrary, he seemed to be speaking to someone on purpose, showing a very excited look in order to confuse someone.
"So, I hope." Su Mingan looked at her: "If everyone is a lost ship in the sea, I hope... I can be their beacon, the person in the center of the spotlight - and the eternal stable lighthouse."
"You will." Yueyue said.
His words made her feel that every word had a profound meaning, but looking at the pretentious way he acted made her feel a strange sense of absurdity from the bottom of her heart.
With a suffocating air pressure.
Like a pool of surging magma, it can erupt with extremely blazing temperatures, and it can also dazzle for a short time and then die permanently.
And she would not let him become an eternal death flame.
The barrage was filled with "What is this anchor so narcissistic about?" "Is he worthy of being everyone's beacon?" 】【Who does he think he is? 】 time.
Su Mingan only looked at Yueyue's eyes looking calmly at him.
... He knew that he was weird like this, and he threatened to keep winning.
But this kind of behavior was used by him to confuse the organizers.
[Player No. 1] is a teenager who has just grown up, a student who has not passed the second grade of high school, and an ordinary human being who suddenly enters this dreamlike world. If a person like him suddenly becomes the [number one player], he should act proud, conceited, and full of responsibility.
In fact, he is erecting this image.
In this way, he should be able to hide the secret of his death rollback from the organizers, and the fact that he knows why it is important to complete the level perfectly.
[The middle school boy wants to lead everyone and win to the end - what a perfect answer. 】
Before the final outcome is revealed, he is willing to become such a passionate middle-aged boy.
In this era, no one is luckier than anyone else, and no one is more unfortunate than anyone else.
Mission makes people overcome obstacles.
"--I am sleepy."
Yueyue suddenly yawned, with a little sparkle at the end of her eyes.
She raised her steps and dragged the long sheathed sword. Regardless of what Su Mingan had to say, she walked towards the nearest house.
"Sleep." She said and walked over.
Su Ming'an glanced at the dark second floor of the supermarket, then picked up the bottle of medicine in one hand and quickened his pace to follow.
...However, this image also has its own meaning.
Now that he has obtained the skill of reverting to death and has become a different existence from the powerless players, among all the players who can complete the level perfectly to the end, he has the highest success rate.
He will definitely be able to stand to the end and will not be disqualified due to death. Therefore, he hopes to gain the trust of others so as to reduce obstacles on his way through customs.
He at least got the chance to become a [chess player] instead of just being a one-dimensional [chess piece] that could be clearly touched by others.
During this period, any gazes or words from the audience and players... could not affect him in the slightest.
Redeem Zhai Xing and gamble on the game of fate.
Even if what awaits him in the end is still powerless despair, the hope he has along the way is what keeps him, a little human, from being assimilated.
If it’s not normal, then it’s not normal.
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