"Where the treetopsglisten"
“Andchildrenlisten (children stop and listen)”
"Tohearsleighbellsinthesnow"
"I'mdreamingofawhitechristmas (Silver Christmas, I think of my dreams)"
"WitheverychristmascardIwrite(I write on every Christmas card)"
"——May your days be merry and bright (——May you be happy and bright every day)"
…
Silver bells ring.
The sound of players dancing and singing came from outside the door.
Outside the window covered with snow and frost, gorgeous fireworks bloomed in the sky.
The indoor fireplace crackled, and the firelight danced on the warm floor.
The little boy, whose cheeks were slightly red from the cold snow, lifted the door curtain and walked in quickly. His eyes quickly panned and then settled on the sofa.
Su Ming'an, who was rolling up the map in his hand, was staring at the beating flames. Bloodshot eyes were swollen, and the back of his hands was tense and white.
"...Now I have given up all the clues about the royal city, quit my job, and come here in vain." Noel hung his coat on a hanger nearby and said with a smile:
"Leader of the Soul Clan, you must protect me."
He smiled heartily, and his laughter echoed in the quiet room.
He arranged the clothes in his hands and waited for a moment, but received no response.
He turned around and looked at the young man who was still slightly bowed and sitting motionless on the sofa, and tentatively called out: "...Su Ming'an?"
Su Mingan stood up.
The rolled-up map was tightly held in his hand. He turned around and looked at Noel with a pair of dazed eyes.
"Bang!"
The small door opened.
Lu Shu and Lin Yin walked in and saw the current scene.
"What's wrong?" Lin Yin was stunned: "Why are you still standing? The rules of the sea feast are about to be announced, don't you want to chat?"
"You guys talk first."
Su Mingan spoke up, her voice seemed a little hoarse.
He quickly walked out the door and happened to bump into Ying coming to deliver something.
"Where are you going now?" Shadow asked.
Su Mingan took the shotgun, passive potion and weapon from Ying's hand. After drinking the potion, Sweeping Shadow walked straight out.
"Sevia, Archerev, don't follow." He dropped a word.
He walked extremely fast and immediately disappeared from everyone's sight.
"...What's wrong with him?" Lin Yin turned to ask Lu Shu.
Lu Shu shook his head blankly.
"Noel, what did you two say?" Lin Yin asked Noel.
Noel was looking at the figure outside the door.
Heavy snow poured in quickly along the wooden door. Facing the wind and snow, his vision was a little wandering.
After a moment, he seemed to understand and smiled.
"...So that's it." He said.
"What? How?" Lin Yin looked puzzled: "No, I said, don't riddle at this moment, teammates need to fully communicate with each other."
"You guys talk." Noel pulled off the clothes on the hanger and followed quickly: "I'll go with him."
"Hey - don't go, the rules will be announced soon, we only have two people to fight, hey -"
…
The wind and snow are getting stronger.
Su Mingan rushed all the way to the South District Pier, walking very fast.
The twelve o'clock arrival bell rang in his ears, and a golden bridge appeared in the sky.
The Pope began to issue rules.
Su Mingan moved forward quickly.
Along the way, he passed the tavern with lights on, the house with Christmas songs floating in it, and the clock tower covered with snow.
He did not choose to cover up his actions, nor did he choose to save those who were about to be alienated as soon as possible.
Because in his eyes, this is just a waste.
He has gradually discovered something.
...The organizer may not be able to actually get involved in the game copy.
A copy of the game is more like a system that runs on its own.
It has been extremely fair so far. Although there are many crises, they are always accompanied by high rewards and will not particularly hinder one's strategy progress.
He discovered this when he browsed the world forum and looked at other people's strategy routes - the game copy was not deliberately targeted at him. Its difficulty matched the rewards he received, and he did not deliberately target him just because he was the first player. Don’t give yourself a pass.
The organizer's intervention is limited to the arrangement of special identities such as observers and hunters. They cannot affect the logical chain of the game copy itself, let alone directly kill a player.
They can only influence the player's actions by alienating and guiding other people with special identities.
What made him even more certain of this conclusion was the situation last week.
At that time, Noel's words were not really a riddle. Anyone who could think a little could see what he was implying, let alone the organizer whose intelligence level should be far above that of human beings.
If the organizer could really intervene in the game copy, they would have understood what kind of ability Su Mingan had as early as Noel blurted out and Su Mingan did not refute. They could have taken action, interrupted the game process, caught Su Mingan, or controlled him. Live him and prevent him from dying.
...But they didn't. Instead, they watched Su Mingan go through a long fall, and then watched him die.
Does this mean that
The organizer can't really intervene in the game?
Or,
Can a subjectively biased organizer be unable to influence a game copy that exists objectively and operates on its own?
So, in this bad situation that is destined to be abandoned, he actually doesn't have to cover up his behavior too much.
According to the information in the previous week, he died at 8 o'clock in the morning, and it was back to this time. Although the timing of the rollback has little to do with time and is only related to the key plot, generally speaking, based on what he has experienced so far, the time between the two rollback points will not be too close, at least ten seconds. hours or more.
To be on the safe side, he cut the time in half and set it at five in the morning.
As long as he dies before five o'clock in the morning, he will always have a five-hour head start.
He put on a mask and a black robe and headed all the way to the South District Pier.
Since the rules have been released, it has become a gathering place for players, like a large vegetable market.
"Sell potions! Sell large blood-restoring potions, slow recovery, instant recovery!"
"Looking for a temporary team. I am a second-level fire magician with a combat power of 700+..."
"Why are they all gathered here? Isn't there anyone taking a spot?"
"The crystal stone is surrounded by others, we can't get close. You can come on?"
"Selling photo albums of top players, buy one and three..."
"I'll give up the trouble ahead, I want to get into the ship..."
…
Perhaps because the first five ordinary strongholds were all covered by soul hunting, and the royal city and church were inaccessible, this group of players began to gather at the special stronghold at the South District Pier.
There were even some bonfires that had just been put out on the ground, and it looked like someone was holding a party here.
Su Mingan originally thought that there would be a tragic scene of fighting with each other, but he did not expect that this group of people was still enjoying themselves.
In fact, for ordinary players, just beating the dungeon is enough. Most of them have a muddle-through attitude. If you can avoid fighting, you won't fight. You won't get past a few moves unless you are very angry.
Among this group of people, Su Mingan also saw several people from the Yellow Rose Sword. They seemed to be acting as traffic officials, trying to manage traffic so that this group of people would not be crowded.
He switched to Ming mode and forced his way into the crowd.
"Holy shit! Someone squeeze me!"
"Shit!"
"Don't crowd, don't crowd. I want to see what the so-called special stronghold looks like."
"Don't look, that's the red light in front of you, but it's very dangerous there, no one should want to get close..."
Someone turned their head instantly and began to curse at Su Ming'an, but Su Ming'an was very fast. Before they could curse, he had already squeezed through the crowd like Moses parting the sea.
People just felt like a car passed between them, completely unstoppable.
Su Mingan rushed all the way to the front of the group, and then discovered that there was an empty area in front of him.
Several corpses fell alone in the open space in front, like a cordon, separating the red crystal in front from the onlookers behind. Standing next to the red crystal stone was a group of players holding blood-stained weapons.
This is a group of sturdy men armed with various cold weapons. Holding melee weapons already shows that they are not easy to mess with, not to mention the hideous scars on their arms that are deliberately exposed, like a deterrent to the outside world.
The players who were watching the excitement stopped moving forward here. After all, no one wanted to become a new corpse on the ground.
Just as Su Mingan was about to move forward, a man with an Asian face suddenly grabbed his arm.
"You don't want your life!" The male player dragged him: "Did you see those corpses in front of you? They were left by those in front of you."
Su Mingan looked forward.
A giant blood-red spar stood in the night, its light was extremely bright, like another sun in the snow.
The players in front were guarding there with weapons in hand. The leader was a gloomy-looking man with triangular eyes holding a submachine gun. He had a string of skull necklaces around his neck, and his exposed fangs were stained with blood.
Next to him, stood several men and women who also wore skull necklaces. The men were strong and the women were tall. Their facial lines were cold and hard, like faces from the North. The weapons in their hands were swords or long knives that required hard work, and many people's weapons were stained with dripping blood.
Behind them is the southern port of Praia. It is also recognized as a resting place for players who do not participate in the feast at sea. Across the sea, a giant ship was sleeping quietly on the sea. Many players were resting in small boats floating on the sea, as if they were completely isolated from the blood here.
"Who are they?" Su Mingan asked.
"The Skeleton Guild, it is said that their guild president is actually a serial murderer who is about to be executed..." the male player said: "Their guild is made up of prisoners from all over the world. They are all a group of people who deserve to be sent to prison." Someone who deserves to be burned at the stake, or imprisoned on the island until he dies!"
"There is such a guild." Su Mingan said.
He also thought that the criminals on Zhai Planet, or some guys who were about to be executed, must have been among the players.
Unexpectedly, this group of criminals also formed a guild to continue their past "career" and continue killing and setting fires.
The male player grabbed Su Mingan's arm and tried to drag him back. When he couldn't drag him anymore, he could only continue:
"...Have you seen the team leader in front of you? He is the 896th person in the world, White Skull Carter! Have you never heard of this?"
Su Mingan was silent for a while.
He can't even remember the top hundred in the world, he can only remember a few acquaintances in the top ten, let alone these eight hundred and ninety-six...
Although in the eyes of ordinary players, 896 is already very good. There are even many players who will write down all the first thousand players.
But to him, eight hundred and ninety-six or eighty-nine thousand six hundred are actually the same level...
And, White Skull Carter. How did this name spread...
Did Carter say it himself? For example, before the war started, he would say "I am White Skull Carter..."
Although he has heard that many players will give themselves names, such as "the spear that pierces the thorns of death", "the dark devil", "haunted by evil spirits", "the one-eyed one"...
...Forget it, this is their freedom.
If we don't let these players have some fun, it will drive them crazy.
Su Mingan started walking.
With just a slight push from him, the male player was forced to let him go.
With people watching in surprise, he walked into the open space, walked past the bodies lying on the ground, and entered the "warning line."
His steps were so fast that the players behind him couldn't pull him back. When he was halfway across the court, the big man with a white skull holding a submachine gun turned his gun towards him.
"You, get out of here." The big man didn't take action immediately, he just pointed the gun at him.
At the same time, other teammates around the big man also raised their weapons. They are occupying points and will naturally not allow other players to enter.
The weirder the players, the more dangerous they are in their eyes. Players like Su Mingan who wear masks are indeed rare, and they are labeled as "weird" in their eyes.
Su Mingan ignored it and rushed forward quickly, as if he didn't see the black hole of the muzzle.
"Boss." A tall woman wearing only a bra said, "...there's something wrong with him. I've heard that the leader of the soul clan suddenly appeared recently, wearing a dark mask."
"Leader of the Soul Clan? How did I hear that Su Mingan is the leader of the Soul Clan?"
"It's not such a coincidence. He must be over there at the ordinary stronghold now. Some people say his clone is there."
Seeing Su Ming'an walking straight over, Bai Skull grinned and shot directly.
He came out of Devil's Island, known as the "death place of death row prisoners". What he was least afraid of was death, and what he liked most was shooting.
The red-level "Devil's Heavy Cannon" in his hand made him experience the pleasure of freedom before being captured.
Here, there is no law and no system. For him, the game copy is his paradise, a paradise where life can be judged with pure violence.
Although he heard that there were many big players in this dungeon, he was one of the top 300 players, so he naturally had nothing to fear.
If he hadn't been afraid of causing public outrage by killing too many people, he wouldn't have killed just the previous ones.
Not to mention, their guild also planned a big event for a while...
He fired brazenly.
He gave it for free.
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