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Chapter one hundred and eighty seven room(1/2)

Su Ming'an was a little concerned about whether someone would start targeting him because of his actions... But fortunately, it seemed that his route was very successful, saving many people who would have died on the tenth day, or...

These people have been slapped in the face and scared, but they rarely criticize. Even if they do, they will be scolded by the audience in the live broadcast room.

Unknowingly, the fans in his live broadcast room have become stronger and stronger in protecting him.

"You don't need any more rest?"

Hui Shuhang did not take him away immediately, but then observed his expression.

"In the past ten days... you probably haven't had a good night's sleep." She said: "Although everything is over, I still hope that you can rest for a while. After all... you will no longer be able to sleep well."

You need to worry that you won’t wake up.”

"Hui Shuhang, I'm not Qin Wang." Su Ming'an said.

She looked at him, her eyes as calm as ever.

"Yeah." She nodded: "I know - but does it have to do with your need to rest?"

"..."

"You seem to think too low of yourself." She touched her chest and said in a very solemn manner: "Your Highness, he told me long before he fell asleep that he might never see me again.

The fact that he couldn't reach him. And as the successor, you worked hard until the last minute to live up to expectations."

"A lot of people are still dying."

"Not all stories need to be perfect." Hui Shuhang said: "I can see from the beginning that you and His Highness are the same people. The love for everything in your eyes is almost the same as the admiration for His Highness.

…”

Su Mingan sighed.

Through the barrage, he also learned that the object possessed by the player is very similar to the player's own personality. Just like Mizushima Kawakora, she is possessed by an outstanding female researcher of the main army, who is astute and intelligent.

.And Lu Shu is possessed by a revolutionary army captain who is originally taciturn. He is tasked with reviving his family and killing his enemies.

Therefore, Su Ming'an didn't quite understand why he resembled Qin Wang, so much so that he possessed Qin Wang and walked through a hell-level world line.

The other players in the fifth world who are on the top of the list all have ideas and clear routes, and it's not too difficult as long as you put your mind to it. But for him, he almost had no way to go, and it took a lot of effort to get to the end.

Qin Wang lived a short and dazzling life, but left behind a name behind him. He admired him, but he didn't want him to end up like this.

"Go and show me those people who were arrested." Su Mingan said: "If there are too many people, things will change later. The army also needs to participate in reconstruction activities and cannot always surround them."

Hui Shuhang stopped trying to dissuade her, and her attitude remained the same as before. It did not change just because he was not Qin Wang.

She saluted respectfully and then led him out.

The sound of the door closing sounded behind him, and Su Mingan raised his head.

The bright sunshine outside the window is like a waterfall of light, covering the whole body properly, making the body warm for a while, and all negative fears, unknowns, and confusions seem to have been expelled.

The long corridor is like a golden island in the sky, and the long corridor extending all the way in front of you can hardly be seen. As long as you look carefully, you can notice the illusion in it. After all, it is just an illusion.

The real room was destroyed by energy waves long ago yesterday.

After taking a few steps, the building behind him shimmered and disappeared. He looked at the ground, which was a piece of dry land, and the originally bright ground was gone.

At the same time, he also saw a few green spots, which were being reborn in the land.

He originally thought that, based on the usual weird nature of this crappy game, the perfect route would be for him to join the revolutionary army to annihilate the regular army, and then hope to become the leader of the next generation of regular army and be annihilated by the next generation of revolutionary army.

Judging from the bad taste of the dungeon, the organizer likes this kind of plot very much, making players like clowns, fully participating in it, but in the end they can only watch the plot being reincarnated irreversibly.

Unexpectedly, in the end, the world would develop like this.

……fantastic.

The people at the bottom are struggling in pain, and the people at the top are not completely selfish. Everyone is working hard for the world.

He remembered the duke's daughter who was directly killed by Hui Shuhang just because she offended him, the child who drew a sword against him in Creli Town because he couldn't survive, the hatred of the nobles by the soldiers in the revolutionary army, and the hatred of the nobles by the soldiers in the revolutionary army.

That night, the girl with red hair tied in a rope cried silently facing the distant Glazed Tower.

Soldiers and civilians at the bottom shed their blood for the battle between factions, and nobles at the top also died quietly for maintaining the barrier. People used to hate these nobles who dominated them, but unexpectedly, most nobles enjoyed luxury and shouldered responsibilities.

Fortunately, everything is recovering.

After the two top leaders who changed a continent passed away, Shan Shuang became the last generation of evil dragons. After her death, perhaps there will still be classes in the world based on abilities, but everyone already has the ability to change their own destiny.

Chance.

Although the revolutionary army did capture the main army garrison, the main army has not been able to survive for so many years. Shengqi had already arranged for them to be stationed in other cities in batches, and the revolutionary army also obtained a core garrison.

After the truth was revealed, the two camps began to slowly merge... This really surprised Su Ming'an. After all, this was a life-and-death feud for so many years, and yet it could be so simple to put an end to the feud after everything was settled.

Maybe the little soldiers below will be dissatisfied with this, but originally...the division of camps is not that simple. They are just passionate people, puppets on the battlefield in the hands of the superiors. After learning that

After the truth came out, they were as confused as a couple, not knowing where to go.

At this time, as long as someone raises his arms, the masses will be easily infected by emotions, and then move forward with the trend. Shengqi must have had a backup plan. Perhaps many of the small commanders of the revolutionary army were originally his people.

After everything was over, there was not such a big mess, and the two camps had begun a smooth handover.

...This Holy Spirit will really arrange everything once he makes a decision. He is sure that Qinwang will take over everything alive, and then he will pave all the way for Qinwang. Let Qinwang finish everything.

Finally, he can lead the two camps that are gradually merging, and move towards the future of this continent together.

Although Shengqi himself was left forever in the dark night before dawn.

Su Ming'an couldn't save Sheng Qi. If he didn't kill Sheng Qi, the malice in Sheng Qi would always exist. Like Qinwang, he would have been on the verge of being unable to suppress it. If all the malice was transferred to Su Ming'an, at that point

Sometimes, the malice cannot be suppressed, and people like Shan Shuang still need to stand up.

And a man as proud as Sheng Qi would not allow a revolutionary army commander like Shan Shuang to die in his place.

Moreover, even if he could be saved, Su Mingan would not go back to save him.

He always remembers what his goal is, and will not lose his eyes because of stories from other worlds.

...This is a copy world.

Even if it is true, it is someone else's world and has nothing to do with him.

Shengqi dropped a full 15,000 experience points and purple-level equipment, which was a very big improvement for him and also increased his winning rate until the end. If we say that we should give up these achievements for the sake of a happy ending.

, he can't do it. In his eyes, only the strength that has been improving is real, and the rest are all paving the way for the final victory.

Not to mention Sheng Qi, even if Hui Shuhang has been taking care of him and being kind to him, as long as his mission is to kill her, he will not hesitate to do it, even if the audience will say that he is heartless or that he is manipulated by the mission.

The same goes for the puppet. Because he has no [room] to give up something just for the sake of charity.

He was thinking, and suddenly he heard the sound of lecturing. Looking for the sound, he saw that it was a small team supervising patrols in the wasteland. It seemed that someone was lazy, and the tall female captain was training a few soldiers like quails.

.

As if they noticed the movement on his side, the expressions of the soldiers who had lowered their heads suddenly became excited. They seemed to want to come over, but they were restrained by the squad leader and did not move.

"...He is a Saint Master."

"I never expected that the truth would be like this... I really regret looking at them like that before. Do you want to go up..."

"No, let's just take a look. The Holy Master and the others must have something important to do. Let's not meddle in their own business..."

"I remember that kid Xiao Ke asked me to tell them their stories. The bards nearby were also very interested..."

Su Mingan heard their whispers not far away, and saw their eyes full of reverence.

The truth and talent awakening array has been passed down, and the nearby city of Huanyu Village is holding awakening ceremonies in batches. Although the array is not perfect yet and needs further improvement by those researchers, it is already effective.

Yesterday, he was too busy digesting his ill will, and refused all bonfire celebrations, nor accepted anyone's blessings.

But he knew that the name of [Qinwang] and everything they had done for the mainland were spreading like the wind.

...Sooner or later, it will spread to every corner of the continent.

He suddenly remembered the declaration made by Shanshuang on the city wall before the revolutionary army was organized:

[We are no longer powerless - our blade has a direction, and the hand holding the handle has strength.]

[Our bodies are no longer weak, our strength is traceable, and we can fight for everything for ourselves——]

She was once so majestic.

Yesterday was an important day for the establishment of the main army garrison. Although most people cannot believe the truth about the world, the changes in the mainland are still worthy of celebration.

Those revolutionary troops who were like bandits and bandits were full of pride. When something like this happened, they held a bonfire banquet, sang and danced. Today they were also busy organizing resources and distributing things to others.

But as the leader of the revolutionary army, yesterday she could only sit alone on the eaves at night and drink, watching the lively scene and beautiful fireworks below, living a lonely life in the bustle.

He didn't know where she was now, but her name was being remembered.

As he took steps forward, he heard a sound of armor hitting the ground from behind, followed immediately by the loud shouts of the soldiers, which seemed to be poetry from somewhere.

Fearing that it would hinder his work, they knelt down and expressed their gratitude through actions.

The poems representing gratitude came along the wind and were mixed in the wind. Su Mingan did not look back, and then stepped forward.

Along the way, he thought about the past ten days and thought of many people.

He remembered the two passages engraved on the prophecy gem that once puzzled him.

He suddenly understood why on the ninth day, before the ceremony began, Anna Xu came to him without hesitation, never making a move to him from beginning to end, and died in his arms, like a bird that has found its home.
To be continued...
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