"You mean, I am the leader of the Human Self-Salvation Alliance?" Su Mingan said.
A few hours ago, soldiers from the Human Self-Rescue Alliance attacked students. Unexpectedly, he himself was the leader of the alliance.
Under the moonlight, the red-haired girl was very close to him.
"Yes." Xinyue's voice was very cheerful: "Your memory is dying faster and faster. I chatted with you a few days ago, but today you forgot it again, and you don't even remember me. "
"Then why would I come to such an abandoned city?" Su Mingan asked.
He has a house and a family in the city, as well as a friend Su Luolo who has been with him for at least a year. No matter how you look at it, he is an ordinary student.
"Huh?" Xinyue shook her head: "You said before that you came here to live in seclusion. Who knows if this is the real reason? Oh, you don't even remember the purpose of what you do. Isn't it strange? Is it a terrible thing? Think about it again, do you have any measures to deal with such things as amnesia? "
According to her, Su Wensheng often loses his memory, so Su Wensheng should have a way to retrieve his memory, but Su Ming'an doesn't know.
The red-haired girl in front of him smiled enthusiastically, and Su Mingan took half a step back: "Then I want to go back to the headquarters of the Human Self-Salvation Alliance now. Can you take me back?"
He guessed that Su Wensheng might have hidden the "memory fragments" in the alliance headquarters. As long as he comes into contact with these memory fragments, he can restore his memory.
"Okay. This is not far from the headquarters. I have a space talisman. I can take you back tonight." Xinyue nodded: "Then do you need to wear a mask?"
"mask?"
"The face of the alliance leader is not disclosed to the public. Generally, you wear a mask." Xinyue said: "Moreover, in recent years, because your body has been sleeping in the headquarters, you have not shown up. So I recommend that you wear a mask. Ordinary mask, go to the Alliance station as an ordinary person."
"Is there still a body of mine in the alliance headquarters?" Su Mingan asked in surprise.
"Yes, it was placed in a deep sleep at the alliance headquarters." Xinyue said: "There were factional disputes within the alliance in the past few years. In order to quell the chaos, you announced that your soul had left your body and went to the dark place to explore. After you announced that you were sleeping Only then did the chaos in the alliance subside. Now, everyone thinks you are still asleep. If you go back tonight as the leader of the alliance, it means you announce to everyone that you are awake."
"Then I will go back tonight as an ordinary person." Su Mingan said, "There is no need to announce that I am awake for the time being."
This is very interesting.
It seems that the situation in the Human Self-Salvation Alliance is not peaceful. As expected, factional disputes and internal strife are inevitable no matter where they are. As the leader of the alliance, he even had to pretend to be asleep to avoid chaos.
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However, precisely because he was asleep on the surface, he now has such a student-like reclusive life. Su Mingan is still unclear about the situation and does not want to rashly announce that he, the leader of the alliance, is still awake.
"What color do you like?" Xinyue asked suddenly.
"...white." Su Mingan was stunned for a while and then answered.
Xinyue smiled slightly, stretched out her hand, and pinched the yellow paper.
"Jiu Ling - Condensation Form!"
A pure white mask slowly formed in her hands. She held the mask and stretched out her hand, trying to slowly press it on Su Ming'an's face.
Su Mingan immediately stretched out his hand: "I'll do it myself."
Xinyue was startled and let go of her hand, letting Su Mingan put on the mask by herself.
Her eyes swept him up and down, from his eyes to the student uniform on his body, and then like a hook, her eyes turned back to his face.
"...After you lost your memory this time, you really became a little jealous of me." Xinyue said softly.
Looking at her smile, Su Mingan's nerves twitched and she became very alert: "Xinyue, before I lost my memory, I probably didn't have a girlfriend or anything, no emotional disputes, no lovers?"
"Well... as far as I know, you really don't have a girlfriend." Xinyue still smiled.
Su Mingan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, I don’t have to deal with the emotional mess. There will be no more Xiaobei Xiaolin.
He sent Su Luoluo home first, with the key in her pocket. She was lying on the bed, sleeping soundly, and it would probably take a few hours for her to wake up.
Su Luoluo's home was much shabbier than his own. It's not that her family is poor, but that her house is littered with broken wine bottles, medicine boxes, instant noodle bowls, and food bags. It looks like it hasn't been cleaned for a long time.
There is a Dream Patrol helmet next to Su Luoluo's bed, and the game CD of "Cat and Her" is placed next to it. The cartoon on the surface of the disc is of a little girl with blond hair and blue eyes. The little girl and a Siamese cat are standing together, looking up at a Western-style church.
——Is this the first game [Cat and Her] that humans have played through?
Su Mingan stared at the CD. He now knows that [Louyue Kingdom] is an RPG-like option ancient style game. What type of game is [Cat and Her]?
"Speaking of which, this [Cat and Her] game was played by Yi Zhongyu from Dragon City. He is indeed a young man with great potential." Xinyue curled her lips.
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[Speaking of which, these dungeons were cleared by the first player. He is indeed a young man with great potential. 】
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Su Mingan was startled.
He looked around but saw nothing.
"Leader? What's wrong with you?" Xinyue asked suspiciously when she saw Su Ming'an suddenly starting to look around.
"Xinyue, did you hear anything?" Su Mingan asked. As soon as Xinyue finished speaking, he heard a male and female voice.
This sound is extremely weak. Just like the small voice that normal people would occasionally hear, Su Mingan wasn't sure if it existed.
"No." Xinyue looked around and smiled: "What's wrong with you? Even if you lose your memory, you are also starting to have problems with your hearing? You have to be careful. Hallucinations and auditory hallucinations are abnormal. A sign of change. I don’t want you to die suddenly.”
"..." Su Mingan shook his head: "Forget it, let's just pretend it doesn't happen."
This sound is indeed very small, and it should be an auditory hallucination caused by his excessive mental stress.
In this world of san, it is normal to have auditory hallucinations, normal, normal, normal.
He put down the CD: "Xinyue, what do you think these games represent?"
"I don't know." Xinyue said with a smile. She leaned against the wall and smiled like a blooming rose: "Is it a gift from the gods? A blessing from fate? It dispels the black fog in the dark place. The only way to save the world? Or Pandora's box? What do you think it represents? Maybe that's what you have in mind. But in the eyes of current humans, games are a salvation that gives humans dream wandering points and allows humans to continue to become stronger. Artifact.”
"Hmm..." Su Mingan nodded.
He suddenly became excited.
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[What do you think the world game represents? 】
【I am not sure. Is it a gift from the organizer? Is it a blessing from fate? Is it the only way for humans to ascend to another dimension? Or Pandora's box? But for now, the World Game is indeed a law that allows humans to glimpse the mysteries of the universe and allows humans to continuously become stronger. 】
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A chill climbed up the back of my spine.
"Who!" Su Mingan was sure this time, this was really not an auditory hallucination. Such a long passage echoed in his ears, and even though the decibel was subtle, he completely remembered this indistinguishable voice:
"Who's talking! Come out!"
He took a few steps back and looked around alertly. The sanity value in the field of vision has dropped to 70 points.
"What's wrong with you..." Xinyue hurriedly caught up.
"Come out! Come out! Come out!" Su Mingan moved the table and made sure there was nothing under the table. He uses the Clue Insight skill to look for red circles around him. He used the Judgment skill to confirm and found that there was no one else in sight.
He pushed open the doors, leaving every room in the building open.
This thing must be found out - just after listening to two paragraphs, his sanity dropped to 70 points, and he could no longer listen to it. Is there a player targeting him, or is it some kind of sanity-killing skill?
He moved the table, opened the wooden door, pushed open the sofa, and tore open the curtains. The green moonlight outside the window instantly spilled in. The twisted tentacles in the sky twinkled like stars, and it was still a normal night scene.
Even after looking through the entire room, Su Mingan still didn't stop searching, holding on to the space vibration in his hands.
"Leader..." Xinyue followed him helplessly: "There is really no sound. What are you looking for?"
"No, I must have heard it." Su Mingan shook his head.
Xinyue frowned, thinking that the leader of the alliance might be under too much psychological pressure this time and even had auditory hallucinations. This is not possible. If something happens to the alliance leader's spirit, who else can lead them to resist the gods?
"Really not..." Xinyue held his hand and said softly like comforting a child: "Be obedient, be good, don't be too irritable, come here, take a deep breath with me, okay?"
Su Mingan stopped slightly.
She held his cold hand and comforted him softly:
"Leader, I know that the progress of human beings has been stagnant for a full year. You may be under too much pressure recently. It doesn't matter. It's okay if the progress of the Dream Patrol is a little slower. Hasn't the black mist not covered us yet? Come on, one, two …”
Su Mingan blinked.
...Is he really under too much pressure recently?
Although I have spent a good year in the Lord God's world, after all, I can't rule out mental sequelae after eating so much rose blood. Otherwise, he should listen to Xinyue and take a deep breath to relax?
Maybe this way, the sound in my ears will disappear.
He held Xinyue's hand, followed her pace, and took a deep breath——
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[Player No. 1, I know you may be under too much pressure recently. It doesn’t matter. It’s okay to slow down the progress of perfect clearance. Isn’t the one-year period still far away? Come on, one, two...]
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A sense of fear rushed straight to the tailbone and spread up the back of the spine.
"Bah!" Su Mingan shook off Xinyue's hand violently.
He took a few steps back, trying to find the source of the sound, his eyes as alert as a cat: "Sorry, I threw away your hand. But there was really a sound."
Xinyue was startled: "It's okay, leader. But I really didn't hear any sound. Have you been dreaming in the "Lou Yue Kingdom" game for too long and have some mental damage?"
Su Mingan stared at her warily.
His chest seemed to be pressed by dull sea water, and his brain seemed to have small cracks. He couldn't believe the truth of her words, nor the truth of the voice in his ears.
The colorful blue-green light spilled from the window, and her rose-red hair was dyed with a deep color, like a flowing sea fish. She looked at Su Ming'an at a loss, not knowing how to comfort him.
"There is really no sound, Alliance Leader." Even her voice was wavering.
"This sudden sound cannot be just for me to hear. It must be a reminder from some mechanism..." Su Mingan did not respond to her, and whispered to himself: "There must be a problem. We cannot ignore this problem. Once ignored, , there will be pitfalls waiting for me in the future, I must solve this problem, the san value cannot drop any further, 60 points is the danger line..."
Problems cannot be ignored. If the initial problems are not solved, a big hole will be dug for him later. This is true no matter which copy it is, and it is also true in the ruined world.
He must pass the level perfectly, he must pass the level on the highest difficulty level perfectly, and he must complete the mission of being in power... There is no Asa Akto who can help him this time.
Do your best every step of the way. There can't be any mistakes...otherwise humans will miss the information that finally breaks the game.
He is the only one in power, he is the only one, he is the only one left in power.
He muttered to himself as he backed away. He kept holding the space in his hands to vibrate, and his eyes showed colorful colors, like flowing fish.
He suddenly felt his body tighten and Xinyue hugged him.
Her rose-red hair settled on his shoulders, like swirling flames.
"...Leader, you can't be crazy." She hugged him tightly and her voice sounded like crying:
"Calm down, okay? There is really no sound. The world says that we, the Human Self-Salvation Alliance, are a group of pagans, but we are the real sober people. Only we do not succumb to the fate arranged by the gods. In the future, I believe You can find a way to kill the gods - if you are crazy, who will believe in our sanity?"
"Leader, you can't go crazy. You are the last person who can't go crazy. Behind you is the entire human species."
"Only you, only you, only you."
Su Ming'an was gently held by her, and Tong Kong gradually regained his composure from trembling.
My breathing calmed down little by little.
He pushed her away slightly.
"..."
He didn't hear any more strange noises for a while.
He raised his head and looked at the messy scene around him.
"I'm sorry to cause you any trouble. Please clean up this place with me first." Su Mingan pressed his temples and whispered, "I'll go to the headquarters with you."
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[san value: 60 points]
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An independent place, Ursus City, headquarters of the Human Self-Salvation Alliance.
Through the space transmission of Xinyue Talisman, Su Mingan arrived at the alliance headquarters.
Looking up, he saw railroad tracks and trains stretching across the night sky. The financial building pierced the clouds, and the tower-shaped TV signal building stood in the night. Drones with flashing red spots flew by, carrying takeout boxes and express boxes, crossing the city like gray iron birds.
The zebra crossings on the ground automatically line up with the traffic lights. Pedestrians hold umbrellas, carry briefcases, and stare at the personal terminals in their hands.
