[District 11, East District, Freedom Camp, Beacon Shelter. 】
There was a sticky aroma in the air - the aroma of porridge made from sweet potatoes and potatoes.
In the shelter, people in cotton clothes were chatting and laughing loudly, and the fire was crackling in the fireplace.
There are some vendors selling snacks and spirits here. After people finish drinking rice cereal and sweet potato porridge, some will buy a small bottle of wine and chat with the people around them.
Suddenly, the people chatting became quiet, and even the sound of spoons clinking against pots and bowls could not be heard.
A woman carrying a gun approached.
Tredia's long beige hair was flying behind her. When the blood light of the setting sun dissipated from her body little by little, a slight smell of blood floated from her body.
She is the "arbiter" of the Beacon Fire Sanctuary and is responsible for killing those suffering from the [Deletion] disease.
Once she finds someone with blurred memory and confusion, she will kill them decisively to prevent the spread of infection.
She enjoys the power of direct execution, can kill first and then execute the execution, and shoot at any time in the shelter.
In the timid gaze of the people, they saw a young man wearing a white coat next to Theredia. The young man has a handsome face and an approachable temperament. He holds a bright red knot in his hand, like a fluttering butterfly.
After Theredia and Su Mingan left, people gradually spoke out:
"The judge is back. Why did she come back so early today? Shouldn't she be interrogating a few more people?"
"Maybe it has something to do with the new guy. He seems to be a scholar."
"Why is the judge laughing today... It's too scary. The last time she laughed was when she shot and killed twelve people in a row."
Su Mingan heard these sounds.
He turned his head and looked at Theredia. She had an extremely sweet smile on her face, which happened to meet his eyes.
Wherever Theredia walked, people would always avoid it, like they were avoiding a large truck that was ramming along.
They were so--feared of Theredia.
"What are you looking at?" Tredia's voice came.
She is very similar to Isabella, the top player Su Mingan knew, and has the temperament of a wise and steady researcher.
"Why did you call me teacher?" Su Mingan asked
The aroma of meat is getting stronger and stronger in the air. It's dinner time now, and many members will come back to eat.
The lights of the dungeon shone on his face. He still had the face of Luvis. Although his eyes were also dark gray, they were completely different from Asa's face. He looked much younger, not so thin and haggard, as if he had been infected with the disease. A soft layer of blood.
——And Theredia just stared at him blankly.
Su Mingan blinked, and Theredia seemed to wake up.
"Because... no matter what your face looks like or what mask you wear, I can still recognize you. You are my teacher, don't you remember?" Tredia said seriously.
"I have been hibernating for thirty years, are you from thirty years ago?" Su Mingan said.
"Well, I have experienced the 'Century Catastrophe'." Terredia said: "At that time, you, me, and seven other people, we all experienced the 'Century Catastrophe'. In the end, only you disappeared, and you all forgot Yet?"
"I woke up from the hibernation cabin and lost my memory." Su Mingan said.
"Have you forgotten everything?" Theredia said.
She lowered her head slightly, and her almost pale beige hair fell down.
As if deep in thought, she curved her face and smiled:
"fair enough."
She reached out and covered her face.
Between the five fingers, the eyes almost shed tears. Her shoulders couldn't help but shrug, and she suddenly became extremely emotional.
"Ha, haha, hahahahaha... I should have understood why I still have such extravagant hopes..." Her laughter became very permeable, sounding very panicked, like a laugh of extreme despair.
"..." Su Mingan discovered why these NPCs are so prone to getting sick.
That Bai Mao Linguang looked like a psychopath, and this seemingly calm Theredia actually started to get sick too.
"..."
Theredia let go of her hand.
She straightened her somewhat messy bangs and pinned the broken hair to her ears. After a moment, her expression returned to normal.
"Sorry, teacher."
She smiled again, but her eyes were vaguely bloodshot, proving that her mind was not calm.
"The content of the century cataclysm... we have all lost our memories, no one remembers. As for who you are," Theredia said softly: "Teacher, look up."
Su Mingan raised his head——
Through the dark red sunset light, there is a spire building standing there like a ruined building in Central City.
It looks like a cross rising straight into the sky, and its entire body is snow-white. On the top floor of the building, where people raise their heads and look up - there hangs a clear large-screen portrait.
That person's face was extremely familiar to Su Ming'an.
There were vaguely sharp eyes, dark gray eyes with an organic texture, and light spots like butterflies, resting on his stiff nose and thin cheeks.
The man tilted his face slightly and smiled at the screen, seemingly facing everyone who was looking at the big screen. The smile was light and controlled, and the eyes were as deep as piercing people's hearts, looking straight into people's hearts.
——That's Asa Aktor.
Time will remain on his face forever, and his eyes will always be determined and heavy.
This high-hanging screen is enough for everyone who raises their head to see him.
Although this is just a photo-like portrait, it is not a real person. But being able to establish a person's image as a city logo already shows the importance of this person.
He was like a god looking down on this gathering place.
"..." Su Mingan couldn't describe her mood at this time.
As early as seventy years later in the city of measurement, he understood that Akto was a rare genius. Akto rose up in Doomsday City, led people to win the War of Dawn, and transformed the Dawn Brain to maintain the survival of millions of people. He is the worthy savior of mankind.
Looking at the current situation of resource shortage, if it weren't for Akto, human beings would have become extinct in less than seventy years.
Su Mingan originally thought that Akto was powerful enough to avoid the fate of civilization being cut off by one person.
However, it turns out that even before the War of Dawn began - Akto's image had already been deeply rooted in people's hearts.
Theredia also raised her head and looked at the portrait: "Although you have disappeared for thirty years, people said that you were a hero as early as thirty years ago, just after the cataclysm of the century."
"Why?"
He didn't expect that he would possess such a person.
Great, wise, and strong, he is hailed as a hero in any period. Akto's brilliance was so dazzling that others felt offended even by looking up. Even thirty years after his disappearance, his image was hung on high buildings, like a spiritual leader.
"We don't know what you did at that time. Because none of us remember what happened in the Century Catastrophe." Theredia actually said this answer:
“Although people don’t remember anything, there is a vague idea that Asa saved us from the disaster.
We shape stone statues, carve your image, write your name, and sing poems praising you - although we don't know what you have done, everyone recognizes you as a hero. "
The smell of alcohol from the street hit his face. Su Mingan coughed a few times and turned away.
"It should be that the memory erasure was not thorough enough. Although people have forgotten what the catastrophe of the century was, they vaguely remember who saved them." Su Mingan said: "Maybe it was the scientific research technology I mastered that shaped the safety of the catastrophe at that time. The environment saved everyone.”
"Maybe." Theredia said.
The silence between the two lasted for some time.
As soon as the bloody red sun set, everyone rushed into their respective buildings as if running for their lives, closing the doors and windows tightly, leaving no gaps.
"At night, the temperature dropped..." Theredia said.
Her olive-colored scarf was blown up by the wind, and her two snow-like pom-poms were swaying.
"Teacher, you are probably the only person who retains the memory of the catastrophe of the century." She said.
Su Mingan said nothing.
Unfortunately, he was not Asa, and he could not dig out the specific content of the century cataclysm from Asa's mind.
It would be great if Asa had something similar to "Su Lin's Memory Stone", which would at least allow him to know what happened in the Century Catastrophe.
"Teacher, I will take you to see the leader here." Theredia said: "If you say you are Asa Acto, everyone in the shelter will respect you."
"It depends on the situation." Su Mingan said, "My name is Luvis now."
Theredia's eyes became distant again.
Her mood was extremely unstable. From the first time she saw him, she would often laugh inexplicably, and sometimes she would stare at him in trance.
The two stopped in front of a four-story building, which looked like a large pub, with voices coming from inside.
"There is currently an extremely shortage of water in the shelter, and we must find new water resources in time... Otherwise, once the water is cut off, it will be a devastating crisis for the shelter."
"But if you send more people out to explore...people are going to die again."
"We can't let everyone stay in the shelter and wait to die. We need water..."
Theredia deliberately waited at the door and let Su Mingan listen for a while before knocking on the door.
"Come in." A voice came from inside.
"Squeak——"
Pushing the door open, a smell of wine came.
This building has a rare retro-style decoration. The cherry wood frame of the main entrance is wrapped with iron wire and inlaid with stained glass like a church stained window.
The leader of Fenghuo, wearing a blood-colored cloak, sat on a high stool. His eyebrows were thick, but his eyes were soft. There was a faint red circuit flowing in his eyes.
Seeing Su Ming'an come in, the leader raised his eyebrows in surprise, a little surprised by the newcomer's thin attire.
——The moment Su Mingan saw the leader of Fenghuo, he also paused.
Su Ming'an had seen the leader's blood-like cloak hanging behind him in the battle group seventy years later.
Che Kelstia, the heroic leader of the war group, will always be as red as blood.
Su Mingan's eyes moved slightly, and after a moment, he asked softly:
"...What's your full name, Leader of Fenghuo?"
"Not polite! How could any newcomer ask the leader's name first?" Next to the leader, a man also wearing a bloody cloak scolded him.
At this time, many people were sitting in this tavern, and they gathered here to keep warm.
Suddenly, it seemed that seventy years had not passed, and we arrived at the battle group tavern in the edge area.
"Okay, it's okay." The leader raised his hand.
His soft eyes curved into a kind smile, and he said to Su Mingan:
"Sen."
"My name is Sen Kelstia. I'm a new kid."
……really.
Since this was seventy years ago, there must be intergenerational inheritance.
Su Mingan met Che's grandfather, or great-grandfather.
They have similar looks and similar leadership identities.
"Since you are the person invited back by Theredia, your identity should not be simple." Sen smiled and said: "Tell me, what kind of scholar are you? Or a doctor? No matter what kind of talent, Fenghuo is in urgent need of it now."
"None of them." Su Mingan said.
"No? Are you kidding me? You can't be a sewer digger with the clothes you're wearing, right?" The impatient man next to him said in a loud voice.
"No." Su Mingan said, "I can probably do a little bit of everything."
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【January 27, 2022·World Forum】
[(Hot) Discussing the major mysteries of the Ninth World. 】
In the World Forum, there are endless speculations about the Ninth World.
Surrounding the unfolding of Kaiusta, players rushed to various live broadcast rooms, looking for trivial clues and plot fragments.
Among them, the most popular posts are a collection of current information.
This is a post posted by the famous forum player "Hubert", which is very valuable.
…
[Hello everyone, today is the eighth day since the world opened, and we already know a lot of information. 】
[Everyone is welcome to add to the information in the building. I will refine it based on the reliability of the information. 】
[Gathering together the live broadcast rooms of top players such as Su Ming'an, Mizushima Kawakora, Beiwang, Aiden, Flora, etc., we can see that the City of Measurement is a system that combines human intelligence and pure rationality. 】
[Currently, it seems that only Su Mingan has obtained the identity of Asa Akto...]
…
"...Huh?" Lin Yin paused while eating a donut.
She was sitting on a swing in the garden, with desserts and milk tea beside her.
This is the guild's residence. The name of the guild is "Nanny Will Die You" and it is the gathering place for wet nurse players. As the leading powerful wet nurse player, she serves as the vice president here.
She did not end up participating in the Ninth World and chose to rest in the Lord God's World.
"Lin Yin, what are you looking at?" asked a blond woman named Funi, who was Lin Yin's friend from Granland and met by chance.
"The Ninth World Analysis post." Lin Yin said: "This kind of post has been very popular recently."
"Well..." Funi tilted her head and asked:
"Why aren't you with Su Mingan's team? I remember you were still in the same team in the seventh world of Praia, right?"
"Because Su Mingan doesn't need a wet nurse at all." Lin Yin bit into the donut with a "click": "Besides, he is used to acting alone, and I am not suitable to follow him. Now he is teaming up with people from the Peak Alliance, which is very good."
"You are a famous violent wet nurse." Funni said with a smile: "It's okay if you don't team up with Su Ming'an, not even Lu Shu? I remember you are very familiar with each other."
"Not... very familiar either." Lin Yin said.
She stared blankly at the red butterfly flying on the flower bed, watching it resting on a white lily.
"It's just...we just met when we were kids."
Someone mentioned before that a world can give stressed-out adventure players a proper rest. After all, three days of rest is too short.
But this proposal is just a proposal after all. The difficulty of the dungeon is increasing day by day, and no one wants to be left behind.
Even Edward, who was considered crazy, chose to die in the Ninth World.
It is generally accepted that the longer one stays in the Eighth World, the worse one's mental state becomes.
Su Mingan and Su Lin, who persisted until the last day of Qiongdi, should be in the worst condition.
In the Ninth World, Su Ming'an is the most central person, controlling the situation of an entire city-state, wandering between the Dawn System and the resistance. It is hard to imagine how much pressure he is under.
Although a high-ranking status is glamorous, what you have to face is completely different from an ordinary status. If you make a slight mistake, you may be in jeopardy.
"Su Mingan, he should be fine..." Lin Yin thought.
She seemed to have never seen Su Ming'an go crazy.
