"May I know who you are?" Su Mingan asked the girl.
"I just said, I am 'you'." The girl said.
"But you are a girl." Su Mingan said.
"Yes, is there a problem?" the girl said.
"Although I can't confirm it in detail, I can definitely confirm that I am a boy." Su Mingan thought for a moment.
"It's not important." The girl said.
Su Mingan was dumbfounded, he thought this was still important.
"Illusion? Data simulation? Bionic body?" Su Mingan considered the cause of the girl's formation: "You should be something similar to a psychological picket mechanism, like the original Jiu Xi..."
This gender difference may be Su Wensheng's bad taste. Su Wensheng probably deliberately wanted to imitate the image of a girl.
The girl blinked and did not answer any more questions. With a flash of white light, Su Mingan automatically exited the angel statue. The church was still empty.
He touched the angel statue again, but there was no response and he could no longer enter.
He stood under the statue of an angel. The stained glass of the church reflected a layer of seven-color mottled colors, and painted stories about gods were painted on the ceiling.
Although Su Mingan has no awe of the gods in this world, seeing the solemn statues, paintings, and sacrificial utensils everywhere in the church actually gave rise to some solemn emotions in his heart, as if he was really being watched by the gods. .
——The girl told him that he must become a god.
——What exactly is the nature of God?
Su Mingan thought.
——He believes that "gods" are often constructed by human beings based on historical culture and local customs, and represent the materialization of human beings' desire for goodness and desires. He represents the desire of a group, a culture, and an era. If people have a passionate yearning for "love", "Eros" will come into being, and its duty is conceived as a god who protects love and marital happiness. If people have a high pursuit of "money", gods who protect wealth will also emerge. Their duty is conceived to bring wealth, and they are active in people's pens and history.
This was Su Mingan's original view.
But as the world game progresses, he gradually discovers that God is indeed the product of human beliefs and expectations, but He is not actually made up of human beings' simple fantasy, He is real. His Godhead is not subject to human will.
In the seventh world of Praia, Su Lin becomes a god. It's because Su Lin embodies the strong emotions of the residents of Praia. Half of the residents who were poisoned to death in Yunshang City, their huge numbers and malice converged on Su Lin, which enabled Su Lin to become a god.
In the eighth world, Su Mingan became a hundred gods. It was because the extremely lofty beliefs of the people in Qiongdi gathered in Su Mingan, giving him the power of a hundred gods.
In the city of measurement in the ninth world, although it is not clear about the situation of his Wei gods, the reason why his Wei gods "claim themselves to be gods" should also be to gather people's faith, so that people's faith can be more legitimately gathered in one person. Help other gods gain powerful dominance.
——To sum up, it is human beings’ extremely strong belief that creates “gods”. The Nine God in the eighth world lost his powerful divine power precisely because he was slandered as an evil god and no one believed in him.
In other words, in the concept of world game, "god" is more similar to a "collective unconsciousness". That is, the spiritual deposit of the collective experience of human ancestors in the process of evolution. It lies at the lowest level of the subconscious mind and is involuntarily expressed through religion, mythology, art, dreams and symbols.
For example, as a person grows up, he will gradually know what is correct and what is incorrect, and will gradually become convinced of most of his knowledge. When he wants to do something bad, his "conscience" will stop him and make him subconsciously feel that something is sinful.
For example, people generally believe that "it is incorrect not to wear pants." But - when this subtle implantation of ideas evolved into - "It is incorrect not to believe in gods."
Then, it will be difficult for people to doubt gods and have deep faith in gods - thus "god" was born.
When it comes to the Spring Festival, Spring Festival couplets come to mind, when Tomb Sweeping Day comes to mind, grave sweeping comes to mind, and when Dragon Boat Festival comes to mind, rice dumplings come to mind. Once God is mentioned, everyone immediately thinks of a certain person - and thus "God" was born.
This is the power of emotion and belief. In the world game system, it has extremely huge catalytic and destructive power. Including the fifth world Minghui, it is also because of the emotion of "malice" that the world is on the verge of destruction.
——If people in the entire world believe that a person is a god, then God will really be born.
"...gods."
Su Mingan talked to himself, looking up at the angel statue, and the colorful light penetrated his pupils.
In front of him, a holy marble angel holds a sword high in one hand and a scale in the other hand, representing judgment and justice respectively. Its white stone glows with divine brilliance under the light of the stained glass windows. For a moment, in Su Mingan's eyes, he actually felt a bit in awe.
The next moment, he realized that he had also been affected by this "collective unconsciousness", and he immediately reacted - he must not have feelings similar to awe, worship, or admiration for gods. Otherwise, he will become part of the masses and will no longer be able to defend himself against the gods.
Gods arrange death for people. One reason might be to create a sense of awe in people.
As long as you die as the gods say, you won't suffer much. As long as you dare to resist the gods, you will end miserably. In this way, faith becomes ingrained in the hearts of billions of people. Giving a carrot and a mallet is like taming a herd of goats.
If a goat dares to fight back, there will be other indignant goats who will burn this "rebellious" goat to death without the help of the gods - who made you violate the [rules] of this world, who dared to challenge what everyone accepts Authority, you deserve to die.
After thinking about this, Su Mingan didn't stay for long, quietly returned to his room and loaded the game.
His five senses began to change, and Su Mingan gradually smelled the salty smell of the sea breeze, and the bed beneath him shook slightly. He opened his eyes and faced the wooden-scented ceiling, as well as the primitive stone carvings and lucky bamboo beside the bed.
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[Chapter 3·Penglai Fairy Island]
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He pushed open the hatch. What you see is a magnificent blue, where the sea and the sky meet. The vast sea seems to melt into the blue of the distant sky, and you can faintly see a delicate white line crossing the sea level.
It was early in the morning, and he was leaning against the railing of the boat. The wind and waves stirred up moist mist, as if caressing the tip of his nose.
"No. 1 Dream Patroller, you are finally online. It's already past two in the morning, so you can tell us to wait." Yi Zhongyu came over, with no annoyance in his tone, more like a joke.
Su Mingan looked around. Zou Yuqing, who was dressed in red silk, and Mo Yan, who was carrying a sword on his back, were already there.
"Has Penglai Immortal Island arrived?" Su Mingan said.
"Brother, we're almost there. Look there." Mo Yan raised his hand and pointed to the bow of the ship.
Between the turbulent waves, an island shrouded in clouds and mist was looming. The clouds and mist are like the brewing fairy spirit, and you can vaguely smell the refreshing fragrance of peach blossoms.
——Penglai Fairy Island.
The legendary place where immortals live.
Over the years, countless people have tried to climb it in order to catch a glimpse of immortality. Today, Su Mingan, Yi Zhongyu, Zou Yuqing, and Mo Yan are the four people from this generation of dynasties who are lucky enough to land on the island.
Looking at Penglai Island getting closer and closer, Su Mingan vaguely guessed the reason why "Louyue Kingdom" stopped updating last night - because the ship was still sailing on the sea at that time and had not arrived at Penglai Island yet, so there was no new plot. So I simply stopped taking it.
……anyway.
...So it turns out that the time control in this game is so precise?
Su Mingan walked to the bow of the boat, and the sea breeze blew his black hair. Staring at the misty fairy island, he felt slightly nervous.
At this time, he felt someone approaching him.
"Your Highness." Zou Yuqing dragged the transparent red silk cloth and walked towards him gracefully, her hands seemed to be touching his hair.
"What are you doing?" Su Mingan was very alert when he saw the beauty approaching him.
"You are the eldest prince Lou Yue. Look how messed up your hair is." Zou Yuqing covered her mouth and smiled, her fox-like eyes curved like a pair of light red crescents.
Su Mingan touched his hair. He didn't understand ancient people's hairstyle, so he just tied it casually and came out. Zou Yuqing originally wanted to help him cut his hair.
"Stay away from big brother." Mo Yan stopped Zou Yuqing.
"Do you know how to comb your hair?" Zou Yuqing sneered: "We can be unseemly, but His Highness can't."
Mo Yan remained silent. Their identities are different from Su Ming'an. The eldest prince's hair is disheveled. I wonder if it will offend the immortal.
"Zou Yuqing, please." Su Mingan said.
Zou Yuqing pursed her lips and smiled, then opened Su Ming'an's black hair and gently combed it for him. Her fingers were dexterous, gently holding up his hair and nesting it into a high ponytail.
The soft red silk on her body fluttered in the sea breeze, and sometimes it would gently brush against Su Mingan's face, like feathers that would leave at the touch of a touch.
Mo Yan stared at Zou Yuqing's movements like an old hen guarding her cubs. He held the sword tightly in his hand and would raise it if something went wrong.
While taking care of the broken hair beside Su Ming'an's ear, Zou Yuqing suddenly came a little closer, leaned into his ear and whispered: "...Run away."
Su Ming'an was shocked. He looked back at Zou Yuqing's face, but she had quickly distanced herself, with a smile on her face, as if she hadn't said anything.
...Escape quickly?
...She wants him to stay away from Penglai Island? She was just a member of the Demon Cult, so why did she suddenly warn him?
"What did you say to brother?" Mo Yan's ears twitched.
Zou Yuqing smiled and said: "Oh my, I have never seen such a coquettish little brother. I whispered a few words, do you even care about His Highness's love affairs?"
Mo Yan said: "I can't talk to you anyway."
Zou Yuqing: "Hmm. Because I'm a witch?"
Mo Yan shook his head: "Brother won't indulge in love. Just give up."
Zou Yuqing smiled and slowly let go of his hand. Su Mingan's hair had been taken care of, and it didn't look messy at all.
"Thank you." Su Mingan thanked him.
Zou Yuqing's eyes met his, and waves surged in her eyes, like a rising tide. She was hinting to him with her eyes - find a reason to run away.
But Su Ming'an couldn't run away because of fear, let alone Zou Yuqing's hints without any reason.
The waves surged, and the big ship gradually reached the edge of the fairy island.
Su Ming'an stepped forward, intending to face the coming immortal as the eldest prince Lou Yue.
——At this moment.
His vision suddenly turned red, and a bright red system prompt popped up:
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[Someone wants to hurt you in reality, please exit the game immediately! 】
…
...again?
The previous Yi Hengchuan was not enough, and another person came to assassinate him?
Su Mingan immediately quit the game. Just as he was about to sit up, he suddenly felt his body feel heavy. It's like there are thousands of kilograms of weight tied to the limbs, which can't be lifted at all.
The room was dark and nothing could be seen clearly.
……what's the situation?
In his shadow state, he is not afraid of poison at all. What is it that makes him unable to move?
"Click!" Watch Ah Du turned on the light, trying to capture the enemy's position. Su Mingan vaguely saw a long black hair passing before his eyes. The figure of the other party was very close to him, almost pressing on him.
Su Mingan tried to use skills to attack, but the system prompt suddenly sounded:
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"Ding dong!"
[You are affected by the (Immortal Talisman Seal·Sleep) command and cannot act. 】
…
——The Immortal Talisman Seal.
——The legendary talisman with the highest judgment, which is like an immortal talisman of authority.
Judging from the system prompts, the immortal talisman that controls him is called "sleep", and its effect should be to make him unable to move. However, the Immortal Talisman Seal has almost never been unearthed, and it is no different from a divine object. Who specifically wanted to use the Immortal Talisman Seal to assassinate him?
In the hazy vision, he couldn't see the other person's face clearly.
There was a scent of lemon floating in the other person's black hair, brushing against his cheek, like a lover caressing his skin, making him feel a dangerous shiver.
The next moment, I felt a pain in my chest.
The other person's hand pressed on his chest, touching and deepening soothingly. Blood spread on the clothes and seeped into the sheets. Su Mingan opened his mouth slightly, but couldn't say a word.
...The chest was pierced.
He could clearly feel his flesh and blood being penetrated by someone's hand, enlarging the wound. He could even feel the cold temperature of the other person's fingers, which bit by bit penetrated into the wound he was penetrated.
An overwhelming darkness swept in, covering his eyes.
He vaguely heard the other party's very close voice.
——That is, what is that talking about?
His ears also seemed to be bleeding, and Su Mingan couldn't hear clearly.
He tried his best to listen carefully and heard the other party's inaudible sighs floating in the air, with an extremely gentle tone.
"Wen Sheng."
"...it's time to wake up."
(End of chapter)
