Mo Yan kicked the doors one by one, trying to open all the closed doors in the corridor.
Just now his eldest brother asked him to check on the people on the second floor, and he had to do it to ensure that there would be no unexpected situation that would threaten his eldest brother.
He kicked the door until his feet were sore, but he didn't succeed in opening the door.
...Damn it, I would have added more strength if I had known earlier.
Mo Yan could only put his ear against the door, trying to hear the movement inside to determine whether there was anyone inside.
NPC students seemed to be very quiet at night, as quiet as if they were dead in sleep. No matter how hard he kicked the door, there would be no sound inside.
The player made no sound at this time. He didn't know if he was dead or because he didn't dare to make a sound. In short, he kicked the door for a long time and didn't know if there was anyone inside.
At this moment, the elder brother's shout came from deep in the corridor.
"——Mo Yan, come here."
The sound went around and around, carrying a distant echo.
"Here we come, big brother!"
Mo Yan immediately put down his painful foot and ran in that direction.
After seeing his eldest brother, his heart calmed down, but at the same time, the scene in front of him also shocked him.
Bright red blood stained everywhere.
Above the door, in the cracks in the floor, there is a gray wall. These seemed to have been painted over again, covered with large swaths of red.
Next to the door panel, a strange young man sat slumped, with a cigarette burning in his hand, but the cigarette was stained with bright blood. His chest was sunken, as if his ribs were broken, and there were corrosion marks on his throat, as if he had been scalded.
Next to the young man stood his eldest brother, but there seemed to be something wrong with the eldest brother's eyes at this moment.
When he looked at his elder brother, cold sweat seeped down Mo Yan's back. He froze in place, his feet seemed to be dug into the floor, and he couldn't move for a moment.
"Why are you standing there?" Su Mingan waved to him: "Come here."
"Brother...can I ask, what is your current sanity level?" Mo Yan replied with some difficulty.
"...Let me take a look." Su Mingan glanced at the orange bar: "98."
98?
Mo Yan couldn't believe this number at all.
... No matter how big brother looks at this state, he doesn’t look like 98?
Mo Yan rubbed his dry lips and finally came out with words from the almost solid air:
"Brother, why don't you go take a nap first."
"……ha."
Ryan, who was lying on the ground one step ahead of Su Ming'an, chuckled lightly.
Ryan seemed to be in a very bad condition. He was coughing up blood while talking.
Lines of blood slid down his chin and dripped onto the ground, mixing with a large pool of blood on the ground.
"Look, Su Mingan, even this kind of cannon fodder can see that you are crazy, but you still think you are normal..."
"Bang!"
Ryan's eyes widened.
The moment he finished his sentence, he received an extremely hard kick from the opponent.
Blood spurted out of his mouth uncontrollably. Ryan was a little distracted by the sudden blow. His eyes seemed to be stagnant and floating in the darkness, and his fingers curled up unconsciously.
"Su Ming'an - are you done yet!" He yelled, his voice unable to contain the pain.
Su Mingan didn't say anything, his eyes were very serious, and he kicked him again.
Ryan leaned away with all his strength and stretched out his hand, trying to wake up the defensive array he had arranged, but was instantly suppressed by a huge force of gravity and unable to move.
He tried to block the opponent's violent blow, but the opponent just hit him in the abdomen with one hand, and the sudden burst of the wound made him almost unable to think in pain.
"Are you asking me if it's over?" Su Mingan seemed to let go of himself suddenly and dropped his fist unceremoniously.
His fists did not hit anywhere, but specifically hit Ryan's delicate face. Even if the strength value was not high, it was far beyond the strength of ordinary Zhai Xing people. The heavy force on the fists hit the cheeks and hit the inside, and every punch fell. There was blood in Ryan's mouth.
"——Then when you forced me to ask me how I felt, did you ask yourself in your heart——are you finished?" Su Ming'an said in an extremely calm tone.
Contrary to that calm tone, there was his extremely strong attack. His fists fell like raindrops, and each blow seemed to use all his strength.
Under the state of energy suppression, it can cause critical strikes.
Even in the shadow state, it can make the opponent feel immense pain, the pain of being physically beaten.
"In front of the whole world, you brought up my mother and the matter of her cutting her wrists, and you did it so happily.
In front of the whole world, ask me how I feel about this matter, how I watched her bleed and watch her cry. This kind of thing, you beautify it into your [little revenge].
I told you my feelings and admitted my past. Now, you ask me again, am I done with it? "
As Su Ming'an said, he swung his fist again, hitting the opponent's nose hard, and heard a crisp "click" sound.
"——Now, let me tell you, Ryan." Su Mingan listened to his screams and stared at the scene that happened in the darkness with cold eyes:
"You have touched my bottom line, which is a rare bottom line for me. Congratulations, I can now clearly inform you that this matter will not end."
"you……"
Ryan coughed up blood.
He gradually lost the strength to struggle, his eyes were dull and floating in the void, and the divine light beating in it began to gradually disappear.
His awareness of the outside world was fading.
"You'd better pray that you don't run into me in every dungeon in the future." Su Mingan retracted his fist, which was stained with red blood:
"I won't start a fight in the main god space, but in the game copy, Ryan, I will see you once and kill you once.
Even if you die and are emptied of all your strength, as long as you leave the field once and bump into me once, your ending will not be easy.
Unless, you can rise up, surpass me, kill me, stop me.
——Otherwise, as long as you see me, what awaits you will always be the same situation as today. "
He reached out, picked up Ryan's collar, and watched him cough up blood bit by bit.
"Remember?" Su Ming'an stared at his pale eyes and spoke as calmly as dead water: "Don't think that some things can always be covered with beautifying words. What you did will probably be gone by the end of the world game. will not forget."
Ryan spat out a mouthful of blood.
There was still a smell of cigarettes on him, mixed with the disinfectant water, which was a bit choking.
When he looked at Su Mingan, his blood-stained face revealed an extremely fanatical, lunatic smile:
"...What." Ryan smiled: "You said you can face your past casually in front of the world. Now it seems that you are just showing off. Player No. 1 - look at what you look like now. Well, this is the first time I've seen the first player look so angry... Ha, I'm honored that I unlocked the first player looking so angry. I don't know what other people will think when they see this scene... …”
"It doesn't matter. The moment I started beating you, I had already closed the live broadcast room." Su Mingan stared at him: "I don't know what I will do if I don't live under the eyes of the whole world. You also successfully made me discover...that I can still be so angry."
"Because you, like me, have gone crazy," Ryan said.
Su Mingan stared into the other person's eyes.
Through Ryan's clear, mirror-like eyes, he could see his own shadow reflected in them.
The shadows looked like they were stained with blood.
"Bang!"
He used his strength to push the other person completely into the wall, and then turned his head.
"Mo Yan, come here." Su Mingan said to Mo Yan, who was standing like a piece of wood over there: "Come here and kill him."
"……ah."
Only then did Mo Yan come back to his senses from his stupid state. Facing his elder brother who was covered in blood and looked extremely manic, he was so scared that he even pointed at himself: "Me?"
"Kill him and you will become a doctor." Su Mingan said: "If you want to live safely to the end, become a doctor like me. Otherwise, I can't guarantee that I will keep you alive as a student - even if I believe that you won't Will report me."
"..." Mo Yan swallowed.
He took out his precious sword from his backpack, walked closer, raised the sword, and slashed at Ryan, who was defenseless on the ground.
"It's ridiculous, Su Mingan... I would rather believe this guy than your fellow doctors." Ryan spoke before Mo Yan walked over.
His voice was very soft, as if floating in the air.
His expression was hidden under his black bangs, leaving only a mouth stained with blood that was still moving slightly:
"Su Mingan, if you choose to hand over your identity as a doctor to this guy, you will definitely regret it.
This... guy of unknown origin, who only knows how to hug your thighs, is like a dog-legged guy.
You will definitely be deceived and betrayed.
You chose to kill all players except yourself, and teamed up with a group of NPCs to clear this level alone...
Su Mingan, if you choose to hang out with a group of NPCs, you will definitely regret it - because I can see that you have gone crazy and you will not last until the last day.
And you, No. 3, don’t really think that your big brother will always protect you.
Sooner or later, like me, you will die in the hands of your crazy brother. Die in the hands of the person you trust most..."
"Uh-huh!"
Mo Yan swung his sword, and the sword pierced Ryan's heart.
His hand in swinging the sword was very steady, as if he had practiced it thousands of times, and the piercing position was just right, without any deviation, like a born assassin.
Ryan was leaning against the door wall, stabbed through the chest.
His eyes were getting distracted a little bit:
"...Obviously, I just want to tell you a story."
As he spoke, his blood-stained eyelids closed little by little.
The darkness covered by the door fell on him, and he fell to the ground, gradually blending into the night.
Mo Yan sheathed her sword.
A large amount of blood spattered out. He wiped the blood on his face and regained his smile: "Brother, brother, I just looked at the room next to me, and there was no sound. I don't know if there are any players alive..."
"It's okay. I'll go check it out myself later. You go back - by the way, have you become a doctor?"
"No, there is no movement in the system yet. I don't know if it will take a while."
"You go back."
Mo Yan held the sword and turned around: "Then, brother, you need to have a good rest."
"good."
"I am leaving."
"Let's go."
"Brother, you must believe me... I really have no bad intentions. I really feel sorry for you."
"..."
Su Mingan did not respond, but started to open the doors one by one.
He searched the rooms one by one, and with the help of the light in the room, he quickly identified the people in the room.
The NPC students all seemed to have slept to death. Even if he broke into the room, he was still sleeping soundly on the bed.
He did not kill these NPC students. These people did not pose a threat to him. They did not have as many careful thoughts as the players. If they were kept, they could at least keep the dungeon process normal.
There are still seven people alive on the second floor, including six NPCs and one surviving player.
The reason why he found out that this was a player was because when he violently opened the door, he saw the player hugging the quilt, his head sinking into the quilt, looking like a turtle.
NPCs all sleep very hard, and only players can't sleep in the middle of the night due to the influence of sanity.
He approached, ready to send out an invitation to the tower and check the number of people, but suddenly he heard this ostrich-like player muttering to himself:
"Let me go, let me go...let me go...I'm tired of it, I'm so scared, I can't escape, really, don't come near me again..."
"I extend an invitation to you." Su Mingan said.
"Let me go...don't come...no, I don't want to play this game...I want to go home, mom, mom...mom, where are you...mom, why were you not chosen...mom, I really miss you……"
The player didn't seem to notice Su Mingan breaking in, and didn't even respond to his voice.
The player's head sank into the quilt, his back arched, like a scalded shrimp.
In his words, there was haste, despair, and all kinds of negative emotions seemed to be accumulated in it, and the sense of despair was particularly obvious.
【Established. 】
As long as the other party does not clearly refuse, the invitation will be established.
Su Mingan stretched out his hand to pull the other person's hair, and forcefully pulled the person up from the quilt. He saw a face with tears streaming down his face.
The player's eyes were open and bloodshot, and he kept repeating sentences in his mouth. Just listening to the voice made him feel polluted and irritated.
"No, no... I don't want to continue, I want to go back... Mom, mom, where are you..."
Even when his hair was forcibly pulled up, he looked dull and lifeless, repeating broken sentences with no intention of struggling, like a puppet that had lost its soul.
...This player has been driven crazy.
In this night, by this copy of despair.
"Go back." Su Mingan said, "I will take you back. After you go back, remember to receive psychological treatment in time."
The young player who had never responded to the outside world turned his head and looked straight at him with a pair of dull eyes.
At this moment, tears gradually appeared in the young man's bloodshot eyes. The tears blurred the bottom of his eyes into a ball, mixed with dripping water.
"mom, Mom, Mom……?"
The young man made a slight noise, his eyes full of childlike confusion.
Su Mingan was stunned.
The next moment, the young man broke free from his hand, rushed forward, stretched out his hands, and hugged him tightly for a moment.
The opponent's strength was extremely strong, like a lost child finding support in an instant, like a nestling returning to its nest.
Su Mingan was alert and immediately pressed the opponent's head, about to activate the annihilation, but heard the young man's extremely soft, feather-like, choked words:
"Mom...Mom, you finally came to me. I'm so scared, I'm so desperate...Mom, is humanity going to be destroyed? I don't want to go back, I can't go back, I still want to...earn points for humanity... …”
Su Mingan's hands trembled.
"You've gone crazy, go back," he said.
"No, no... Uncle Chen told me that the future depends on us. I, I still have the strength, I can still survive, I still... I can still live... Even if it is difficult and painful, I also want……"
The young man screamed in pain, like a dehydrated fish caught in a net.
Just by looking and listening, you can see that the overwhelmed body is shaking with the sorrow of the soul.
Su Ming'an's fingers gently pressed against his temples.
"Mom...Mom, won't you go back with me? I, I miss you so much..." The young man kept sobbing and shrugging his shoulders.
"I won't go back." Su Mingan said: "...It doesn't matter if you fail once, just go and rest. After you adjust, you will have a chance to come back again."
His fingertips were activated with annihilation.
The voice of the young man who was sobbing gradually died down.
His strong embrace gradually lost its support.
Su Mingan let go of his hand, and the young man fell down on the white bed.
The young man's eyelids slowly closed, and he sank into the sheets, as if he had fallen asleep.
…
[Current number of invitations: 2 people]
