"Brother!"
The first one to pounce was Mo Yan.
He raised his hands, holding his sword like a treasure, with a carving knife placed on the sword.
"——Brother! Sign!"
Su Mingan saw the fake signature scratched out by Mo Yan on the sword.
"Brother, you must sign one for me. You don't know how handsome you were just now... I have recorded everything you just said. I will write down all your remarks in my notebook when I get back. inside……"
Mo Yan kept chattering, holding his own sword in both hands as if offering some treasure.
Su Ming'an's eyes lingered on the carving knife for a moment, and he said, "Want a signature?"
"Ah, yes! Big brother... Although you have become a great god now, I still want to call you big brother. Big brother... As early as just now, I felt that the sword in the hands of the impostor was wrong. It was not like Arman's sword at all. The sword looks the most like the one in the hand of Big Brother. Big Brother, Big Brother, you must sign your name for me and cover that faker’s signature. I’m always unhappy with it..."
Su Mingan shook his head gently and turned to leave.
Mo Yan was anxious and hurriedly moved forward: "Brother, brother, don't you want to sign with the counterfeit's signature? Then, you can sign on my clothes. I don't know if I can take the clothes back... Anyway, find a place. Sign it! I will definitely treasure my eldest brother’s signature..."
"Forget it." Su Mingan shook his head.
Mo Yan gritted his teeth, seemingly unwilling to do so.
...Did he make his elder brother angry somewhere?
Why doesn't the elder brother give him an autograph...
"I'm not a star." He heard his eldest brother say this.
Then, he saw his eldest brother turning around and walking towards the classroom door without hesitation.
The others also seemed to have come to their senses, and some immediately wanted to follow.
"Player No. 1, Player No. 1!"
The female player with the rose pistol apologized first. She was the first to complain about the first player just now.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I really didn't know that the impostor was not you, I..."
After her, many people echoed her apology, and many people expressed their gratitude.
The originally quiet classroom suddenly became noisy, with all kinds of words mixed together, and people trying to express their eager feelings.
"Player No. 1! I'm so sorry for what I just said..."
"Damn fake, I'm just saying that this person is pretending to be exaggerated. How can the first player look like this!"
"I've said it a long time ago. There's no number one player who's been pinned against the wall, and there's no ordinary player who can create such a large formation and space vibration..."
"By the way, I need to beat that impostor to show him how powerful he is!"
"Yes! Otherwise, any cat or dog can claim to be the number one player. You are right, the number one player!"
"That's right, it's not convenient for the first player to take action, so let us help you vent your anger!"
"It's all the fault of that damn bastard who launched the attack first, otherwise the first player, the giant Buddha, would be here and we would all be doomed!"
"Yeah...fortunately the number one player is here..."
"Thank you to the first player for saving us...otherwise we really don't know what to do..."
"That... first player!" A player caught up with Su Mingan, his face full of sincerity:
"Well...you must have your own ideas about the future progress of the mission. Can you tell us some...such as what to do next, what to do during the day and night...and so on. In the next few days, We people can also cooperate with you better and not cause you any trouble, right?"
He spoke sincerely and humbly, and his eyes were full of gratitude, as if looking at his savior.
But Su Mingan clearly remembered that this person was not like this before.
This person was standing in the corner, cursing the "number one player" who was knocked down by one blow, saying that Su Mingan did not deserve to win in the end.
At that time, he remembered the look in his eyes and his words before he stood up.
But now, this man looked at himself as if looking at a life-saving straw, as if praying to the gods.
Others were also looking at this, their eyes full of sincerity, as if they were waiting for his words.
Even Mo Yan is no exception.
He held his sword full of scratches and stood there, staring straight at this side.
"..." Su Mingan was silent for a moment.
"The best thing you can do is cooperate with me..." he said.
Everyone looked at him with joy on their faces.
"...Just you people, go kill yourself." He said.
There was silence.
In the large classroom, people's smiles froze on their faces, as if they were frozen in the snow.
"Haha...are you kidding..." the person next to him said with a stiff face.
"You won't make it to the end." Su Mingan said very straightforwardly.
Facing everyone's stiff looks, he spoke without any concealment: "According to my observation just now, except for Lin Jiang, none of you can survive until the fifth day. It will be a matter of time before you fall into madness. If you don't want to You will still be a lunatic after returning to the main god space, so commit suicide as soon as possible, you will still have a future."
He told the truth.
Even with such a high energy level, he is at risk of going crazy at any time in this situation. Of course, this may be related to his crazy night outs and his status as a doctor.
Ordinary players, as long as they don't want to pass the level perfectly, as long as they are obedient during the day, sleep well at night, and survive, they can actually survive until the fifth day without much risk.
But the problem is, these people are in a copy with him.
Would these people who were in the same dungeon with him be willing to just live for five days without trying another route?
Won't.
Human greed is endless.
They will not restrain their greed when they find that there is light to pursue and they can follow it by just moving their feet.
When they find out that they are in the same instance as him and can board his ship and follow him to get more benefits, they will not just stay in their own room peacefully, but will want more.
Or even, thinking about the darker aspects of human nature, could someone set a trap, deliberately drive him crazy, and then step on his body to gain benefits?
Some people don't care if the first player is not the first player, they only care about their own interests.
In this kind of role-playing copy, there is no real name, and the true identity of the player cannot be seen, and all malicious intentions will be infinitely amplified.
After experiencing many things, he no longer dared to speculate on the evil of human nature.
...Because sometimes, the malice is bottomless.
He could indeed continue to pretend, and even use the trust of these people, use them as guinea pigs to pass the level, and let them use their corpses to pave the way for him alone.
He did do this in the past without any psychological burden, but he didn't want to do it now.
He looked at his sanity again.
...He is really irritable now.
Facing Linen, facing her contamination, and confronting her verbally had temporarily exhausted his energy.
Let these people fend for themselves.
"... If you don't want to commit suicide, be confident that you have the ability to survive until the end." Su Mingan said: "Then listen to the NPC honestly... and don't let anything like today happen again."
He left a final piece of advice.
He opened the door, went out, and walked toward the stairs above.
A loud noise suddenly erupted behind him, as if the impostor was being beaten.
People use all their strength to vent their anger at being deceived.
They vent their anger on their fists and feet, as if this will bring them satisfaction.
Su Mingan turned his back to them and walked up the stairs.
On the newly opened fifth floor, he saw a bright afternoon sun shining on the wooden shelves of books.
…
[Lin Jiang, a girl from an ordinary family born in the Dragon Kingdom, is really nineteen years old. She was just a freshman before the World Game started. 】
[Her mother once told her: "We are noble enough."]
["Money cannot measure us, we are more beautiful and valuable than anyone else."]
[That’s what she originally thought. 】
[Until one time, she attended a birthday party of her deskmate. 】
[She previously thought that a birthday party was just a family sitting at the same table, eating some cakes and meat dishes, then blowing out the candles and having a good sleep? 】
【Why do we need to go out of our way to celebrate and invite so many people to dress up? 】
[She didn’t know, she just went. 】
[Afterwards, she saw a world she had never seen before. 】
[The splendid hall, the crystal-decorated hall lamp, and the scarlet carpet flowed from one end of the high stairs to the other end under her feet. 】
[In the banquet hall filled with formal attire, her beautiful tablemate stood at the top of the steps. 】
[My deskmate’s long dress is trailing to the floor, and she wears a diamond-embellished hairpin on her head, looking like a princess living in this world. 】
[The princess comes over with a smile and raises her glass. 】
[She looked at her school uniform and sports pants and panicked for a moment. 】
["Why did I come here?"]
[She faced everyone’s mocking eyes and found it difficult to understand. 】
["...Why is she a princess and I am the ugly duckling here to foil her?"]
["Obviously in school, I am the good child in the eyes of the teacher, but she is a poor student who is ignorant and incompetent."]
["Why, why are you here..."]
["Is everything going to hell?"]
["Why do people look at me with contempt?"]
["Why do they say this is the outside world?"]
【She ran away. 】
[It's like escaping from a world that doesn't belong to her, like escaping from the clouds into the mortal world. She walked through the alley full of dirty water, opened the creaking door, and saw her wrinkled mother. 】
[She still remembers the appearance of the little princess's mother, like a noble lady with no fingers on her face, no trace of time on her face. 】
[At this time, when she saw her mother, she only felt embarrassed. 】
【……】
【She gradually changed. 】
[I used to feel friendly when I heard my mother nagging about the family’s shortcomings and the increase in vegetable prices, but now I just feel verbose. 】
[She saw the high-end desserts displayed in the hall and the sea cucumber and abalone flown in from abroad. She found it hard to swallow when she saw the stir-fried cabbage on the table. 】
[She felt ashamed when she saw the little princess wearing a long rhinestone dress and brand-name jewelry. She was wearing a baggy school uniform that had been washed repeatedly, and a hairpin that cost three yuan and three from the jewelry store. 】
【……】
【She gradually changed. 】
[She no longer cares about food and vegetables, and no longer chats with her parents about her family's shortcomings. She struggles with her downfall. Every time she saw her deskmate come to school, she would not dare to look her in the eyes and always felt ashamed. 】
[Her mother said: "Don't worry about these, we are noble enough."]
[But it was hard for her to understand. 】
[She hid herself in the bed at night, and her days and nights were filled with tears. 】
[She shuttled among the crowds, seemingly out of touch with the excitement, and unable to control herself from being part of it. 】
[Finally, one day of struggle, another "she" appeared. 】
["She" said: "You are so useless, Lin Jiang."]
["She" said: "You are extremely ugly, but you dare not face your inferiority complex."]
["She" said: "You can continue to feel inferior to yourself, and then I will mature on your behalf."]
【……】
["She" said: - I will become the "sin" of your vanity, Lin Jiang. 】
…
The words stayed in front of my eyes for a moment.
Su Mingan leaned against the bookshelf in the library and yawned, watching the blood-red words appear on the panel bit by bit:
["——Doctor, my dear doctor."]
["What do you think, in Baisha Paradise, such a child."]
["Is it an existence that is judged to be saveable?"]
["Or... social waste that cannot be treated and is destined to become waste?"]
["What this child has is an unforgivable sin."]
["...Or did it create a past that cannot be buried for such a person?"]
…
["Please make your decision tonight."]
"Snapped!"
It seemed that he leaned too hard, and the book behind him fell down, making several muffled sounds.
Su Mingan closed the system interface and walked out of the bookshelf.
The setting sun outside the window casts sparkling light through the extremely high branches and leaves.
"..."
He looked at the system time. It was now five o'clock in the afternoon. He had been here all afternoon.
The newly opened fifth floor is very large, much larger than the fourth floor, almost the size of a library.
He found that the spatial structure of this white sand paradise was very unscientific. Although the first and second floors were very small, the upper floors were getting bigger and bigger, especially the fifth floor, which was almost larger than the lower floors combined.
The entire floor structure is like an inverted triangle. The higher you go up, the larger the area becomes.
He searched all over the fifth floor, but didn't see anything special. However, he met many players who had also come up. When facing him, they avoided looking and did not dare to communicate with him. They seemed much less courageous than before.
He knew why—these players were afraid of him going crazy.
Long ago, these people thought he had symptoms of madness, and even Mo Yan was no exception... When he clearly thought he was normal, these people insisted on labeling him "crazy."
After his identity was revealed, this group of people did not rush to him. Perhaps they had already realized that he was difficult to approach.
If he doesn't do it right, he will be forced to "commit suicide."
...Anyway, no one dared to raise doubts about this.
After finding that no one bothered him, he flipped through the books on the fifth floor.
Mo Yan also came here. He seemed to want to look through the books for clues, but he couldn't do it after only reading one or two books.
Mo Yan said that this book was very evil, just like the history of Baisha given by the teacher. It was so disappointing that it was impossible to read it.
But Su Mingan watched here all afternoon and didn't feel anything was wrong.
The content of the book was even normal, and there was no sign of him going crazy.
He walked out of the bookshelf and found that the entire fifth floor was already empty.
Perhaps they were frightened by these tattered books, or perhaps they were frightened by him staying here for a long time. No player dared to go up to the fifth floor.
He was about to come to the other side of the bookshelf, intending to restore the book he had just knocked down, when he suddenly saw a slender figure.
