The previous Daoya City was a ruins, but here it is a Silicon Valley style in the emerging technology era.
In the center of the city is a huge building, mainly blue, like a giant water mass flowing in the air. The white light creates a grid-like defensive barrier, with fine yellow talismans hanging on the grid.
When Xinyue came into contact with the blue water mass, the water mass automatically opened an opening, allowing them to enter.
Entering, there is a wide hall and corridors leading in all directions, with thousands of people moving inside. The buzz of computers is very loud, and people holding laptops can be seen everywhere.
"This is a neutral camp zone in the old world. The church sometimes declared war on us, but in the end it was nothing. After all, humans cannot afford too much internal friction." Xinyue introduced.
"Neutral camp?" Su Mingan looked around: "It really looks like a game. It is divided into good camp, neutral camp, and evil camp. If you have green names and red names on your heads, it will be no different from the game."
Xinyue smiled and said: "You are right, there are people who claim to have seen 'everyone has a name on their head', but that is just an illusion - there are many mental illnesses in the world, and some people can see others Invisible things. But after seeing these illusions, their spirits soon collapsed and they became low-level abnormalities and alien species."
Su Mingan followed Xinyue and walked inside, passing automatic doors one after another.
"So." Xinyue suddenly stopped, took his hand, and placed her other hand in front of his lips.
"Leader, if you saw something that others couldn't see or heard something that others couldn't hear, please don't delve into it - just pretend that you didn't see or hear anything."
Her fingers were placed in front of his lips, the red nail polish glistening under the light, and the smile had disappeared from her face, which was extremely solemn.
Su Mingan's expression became serious.
"...Even if you see it, you have to ignore it. Even if you hear it, you have to pretend to be deaf, right?" he whispered.
"Yes." Xinyue said: "If you continue to delve deeper, you will run the risk of being assimilated by the 'abnormal'."
Her rose-colored eyes reflected him in the light.
"The eyes don't need to see, the ears don't need to hear." Xinyue slowly removed her hand: "Please be a stupid and smart person - in this world, people who see too many things will definitely go crazy."
Su Mingan nodded.
"I just heard a sound that only I can hear. This is a dangerous precursor to being assimilated." Su Mingan said: "I understand. Next time I will pretend not to hear it and not get entangled with it."
"You are indeed a smart person." Xinyue smiled slightly and continued to walk forward.
At this moment, Su Mingan heard a subtle echo again, but he looked forward and covered his ears, not thinking about those sounds.
Xinyue took him to Su Wensheng's office. Su Mingan walked around the office and visited the areas where Su Wensheng had been, but his memory was not restored.
...Did Su Wensheng really not leave anything similar to memory fragments?
Su Mingan thought.
It seems that the only way to do it is to follow the main task - first increase the number of Su Luoluo's fans to 10,000.
Su Mingan shook his head towards Xinyue: "I have not recovered my memory."
"Well, it seems you gained nothing." Xinyue shrugged: "Before you leave, please give me a little of your blood."
"What?" Su Mingan was confused.
"Every once in a while, you will leave us a little blood of qualified people to maintain the lives of some people." Xinyue took out the long needle: "Will you return it this time? After giving the blood, I will give it to you again go back."
"Then take me to see them first." Su Mingan said.
Xinyue nodded and led him through the layers of confidentiality barriers.
Su Ming'an sensed the surroundings and found that the strength of these people in the building was generally between level three and level four. It seemed that he had enough fighting power.
"Xin Yue, who is this?" A young man with a house sign saw Xi Yue.
"He is a friend of the alliance leader and wants to enter the hibernation room to have a look." Xinyue introduced.
The young man stopped asking and turned around to enter the password to open the door.
Su Mingan discovered that Xinyue had a high status and could take people into the confidential area at will. She should be someone Su Wensheng trusted.
The code door opened, and nitrogen-like white gas rushed in. Su Mingan walked into it. It was a circular white hall with extremely low temperature, like an ice cellar.
The hall is very spacious, with dozens of ice coffins placed in the center, and there is a person lying in each ice coffin. They are arranged in rows and columns, like ice-white tombs.
Su Mingan's heart moved slightly.
Like the wind blowing through a silver bell, he felt a strange resonance.
He approached the ice coffin. There were dozens of blue and red tubes connected to the life-support equipment outside the ice coffin. The screen showed the body temperature and heartbeat of these people, which were all normal values. But they closed their eyes tightly, like vegetative people who couldn't wake up.
There were young people, old people, boys and girls, and even children no more than ten years old. They slept in the ice coffin, motionless, with their eyes closed.
In it, Su Mingan saw a girl sleeping in an ice coffin.
Her facial features were not beautiful, but her skin was extremely fair, almost transparent, and the cyan blood vessels on her arms could be seen. Her black hair surrounded her small cheeks. Although her face was expressionless, just looking at her made people feel at peace.
The closer he got to her, the more he felt a strong attraction, like a magnet.
Su Mingan looked at the girl for a while and then said, "What's going on with these people?"
"...are people who are on the verge of death." Xinyue said: "They are on the verge of death for various reasons. For example, being pierced through the heart by alien species on the war front. For example, having their brains smashed during battle. When they are on the verge of death, At that moment, you saved them and used your blood to maintain their vital signs. Maybe one day, they will be able to wake up. Maybe one day, they will die suddenly. You can’t say.”
"The blood of qualified people is really infinite, like a magical weapon." Su Mingan murmured: "Are they all very important to me?"
Su Wensheng can supply blood for a long time to keep these people alive - then these people must be extremely important to Su Wensheng.
"Yeah." Xinyue nodded.
The frivolous smile was no longer on her face. She looked at these ice coffins like a forest of steles with great solemnity:
"——They are all heroes of mankind and your good friends."
Su Mingan looked at these men and women. He roughly estimated that there were about sixty or seventy people, including gray-haired old men, young black-haired girls, and children with immature faces. It was hard for him to imagine how tragic human wars were in the past. How many people collapsed during the dream patrol, and how many people died in the war on the front line, regardless of their identity or age.
The "game" of this world is not a game, it is painful, desperate, and heavy, mixed with blood, life, soul, and the fate of the race.
- Just like the world "game".
Su Wensheng used his life and blood to pull these people hanging on the spider's silk to prevent them from falling into the abyss. Waiting for someone to wake up.
Su Mingan is not Su Wensheng, and he doesn't know what these people mean to him. But to Su Wensheng, maybe these people are just like Lu Shu, Yueyue, and Nuoer. So even if it costs him, Wen Sheng will insist on letting them live.
Xinyue walked to the ice coffin of an old man and said softly: "This is Lin Yuelin, your former literature teacher. He was forced to do so by his other students due to disagreements in theory during a large-scale human internal fight. Killed."
Su Mingan listened silently.
Xinyue walked up to a middle-aged woman: "This is Liu Li. She is your comrade-in-arms and the head of the alliance's logistics department. She is gentle and kind, and she often cares about your physical condition. She was killed during a siege. Killed by the alien knife that broke into the city wall."
Su Mingan followed her footsteps.
Xinyue walked up to a white-haired boy: "This is Shunhang, your student. He was a bit naughty and often chatted with you to make you happy. He was good at investigation-type talismans and died during investigation. He came from a remote location It’s an energy wave from a different species.”
"This is Jun Yi, the captain of the headquarters. He died from a collapse during the dream patrol."
"This is Yun Yun. She was once the deputy leader. She died of an abnormal attack while inscribing the talisman."
"This is Changning..."
"this……"
Xinyue spoke slowly, introducing these former comrades to Su Ming'an one by one, even though he could not remember any of them.
Their bodies were intact, most died of mental breakdown, and they looked like they were asleep. They gradually formed the image of Su Wensheng Model Lake in front of Su Mingan's eyes.
In social relationships, people are essentially a combination of "others". With these spider web-like interpersonal relationships, "people" themselves are formed.
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His comrades, his subordinates, his teachers, his friends...
Su Mingan was silent, looking at the appearance of these people, listening to their temperaments and positions, and writing them down one by one.
Finally, there was the black-haired girl.
"So, who is the last one?" Su Mingan looked at the sleeping black-haired girl. She felt a strong resonance with him.
"This is the girl you brought back when you were exploring the dark land." Xinyue said: "I don't know her background, her identity and past. But you are very good to her, and her The cause of death was strange."
"strangeness?"
"She died due to 'death of consciousness'." Xinyue said: "She obviously did not suffer any attack and had no mental problems, but she suddenly died in the next second. It was like her consciousness suddenly died."
"What caused it?" Su Mingan looked at the black-haired girl's calm face.
"We suspect that she died too many times in Dream Patrol. In the game "Cat and Her", some characters can come back after death. This is a game mechanism." Xinyue said: "However, Constantly dying and resurrecting. This cycle happens too many times. One day, our brain will think that we are truly dead. At that time, our consciousness will no longer wake up. Even if the body is still alive, we and will fall into everlasting death.”
Su Ming'an was silent for a while, Tong Kong trembling slightly.
"How many times has she died?" he asked after a moment.
"Let me think about it..." Xinyue thought for a while: "According to what she said, it was 43 times."
"43 times." Su Mingan repeated it without saying more.
"Okay, let me confirm with you one last time." Xinyue dismissed the topic and took out the syringe: "Do you want to continue to provide blood to these people? The current number is 72, do you need to reduce the number?"
She was extremely serious when she asked this question. This was a solemn measurement of life, with blood on one end of the scale and seventy-two lives on the other.
"If I don't provide it, they will die immediately." Su Mingan said.
Xinyue nodded, with a heavy face: "Yes."
"Do they want to live?" Su Mingan said.
He knew that some people might not want to live.
"I don't know what they think. You are the one who makes the decision." Xinyue said.
She hesitated for a moment and added: "Frankly speaking, many people are still awake. Providing blood will consume your life. I do not recommend that you continue to provide blood."
Su Mingan thought for a moment.
"If they wake up, will it be beneficial to the strategic situation of mankind?" Su Mingan asked.
"Yes." Xinyue nodded without hesitation: "Death has always been an unknown area for humans, and it is also a subtle critical point between humans and alien species. People believe that if someone can wake up from the line of death and explore their brain changes, it will be It is of great significance to study the formation principles of heterogeneity."
"Then I have no problem." Su Mingan said, "Provide it."
Originally, he thought that if it was just to maintain life, it would be meaningless. But if it can help win the war, that's different. Letting mankind win the war will most likely be his perfect goal. Otherwise, you might as well choose te1·Destroy the world.
He may be regarded as Zhai Xing's savior. But he also gradually became the savior of these worlds.
Just like in the ruined world, he could have chosen the Dawn System's dimensionality reduction plan and abandoned billions of lives, but he chose the most difficult path.
He felt a heavy weight on his palm, and Xinyue held his hand again.
She seemed to like holding his hand, not with much force, like a simple touch, like looking for a short-term support in the cruel world.
The rose-red hair rested on his shoulder and brushed against his cheek, extremely softly.
Compared with the ambiguous relationship between men and women, she is more like an elder and a big sister. Let him who is new to the world understand who he is and what he should do.
"Leader, if there is another sound, you must pretend that you can't hear it." Her voice was also very soft, and her breath breathed into his ear: "You are the hope of mankind to resist the gods, and the great promoter of the progress of the Dream Patrol. You You must not be crazy."
"Yeah." Su Mingan nodded.
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[The first player. 】
[You are humanity’s hope against the organizers and a great promoter of humanity’s points progress bar—you must not be crazy. 】
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Su Mingan closed her eyes and held her hand tightly:
"I can not hear."
He met her smiling eyes and smiled in agreement.
He couldn't hear anything.
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[San value: 55 points]
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