"Why not?" Su Mingan asked back: "If this can better achieve the ultimate goal, why do you need to take a long way?"

"I get it." Noel smiled: "So that's how you think."

His fingers moved slightly, as if something had been opened. After the screen moved over, the human self-rescue meeting was being held.

The live broadcast interface is extremely popular, and the barrage is like snowflakes, almost invisible.

"It seems that it is the critical moment of the issue," he said. "I feel that you still have concerns about me. I will watch it live and chat with me."

Su Mingan fell down his sight.

He has never clicked on the live broadcast interface during the break.

Although the system has always prompted: even during the rest period, players can start live broadcasts. However, there is no point reward and there is nothing to broadcast, so naturally they have never followed them.

During the rest period, it seems that not only adventure players can open it, but some casual players can also broadcast live. They live forging processes, live forging agent configurations, live forging physical exercises, make milk tea, learn, eat, draw, play online games... and even live for pure chat and live for coaxing to sleep. They are all things that have nothing to do with the dungeon world, like a quiet little world.

Some adventurers will open the live broadcast if they have nothing to do. Some of them have no skills and just start live broadcasts and chatting. For example, in order to maintain the audience in her live broadcast room, or perhaps to show her charm, she will also start the live broadcast during the three-day rest period, chatting with the audience and interacting with them.

At this time, Su Mingan saw that the most popular live broadcast room was still in progress on the live broadcast interface.

In the picture, a group of people competed with each other, while the young man in white suit sitting quietly at one end of the round table smiled gently and harmlessly.

Noel held his cheek, and his long eyelashes flashed along the transparent light screen: "I have heard this song, "Fate". This song, too, is a good song. But it has never touched me like a striking sport."

"At the present, the demise is approaching, and people will be more moved by this song that can resonate with them." Su Ming'an said.

"Ming is the same type of person as you? If you were to play this song..." Noel looked at him: "I can hear that the person who plays this song [loves this world very much]."

"I haven't played the piano for a long time. I can't play this feeling." Su Mingan shook his head and looked away.

He looked at the screen, and the barrage was being browsed like a torrent:

【!!god!】

[I thought it was a world-class pianist who came to the scene, but it turned out to be a hot man!]

[...Is there really something he doesn't know? This is, this is...]

[Is it a clone? I don’t think he will come to attend such a meeting. Didn’t there be news before that Su Mingan and Noor went to meet?]

[Humans are holding self-rescue meetings, but the first player does not come to participate in it in person, and only sends a clone here... What does he mean?]

[Three loyal followers, NPC's excessive favorability, the boss's continuous optimism, and all kinds of strange actions and overly predictive thoughts, I think this person is really suspicious.]

[But he played really well, which really made me cry. I think maybe we were wronged before, can we give him some trust...?]

【…】

There are some amazement and doubts in the barrage, but the core of their discussion is Su Ming'an.

Even though Ming had been sitting down for a long time, the topics were being carried out one by one, and people's topics seemed to have never changed. They had always hit An Anjing Ming like a spotlight, as if the live broadcast room of the joint group had become a super talk for the number one player.

His topic has always been very high, and every move affects people's minds, even in such occasions.

Compared with the barrage that flows through, an issue is being carried out in the picture that seems a bit out of place.

It is marked at the top of the live room.

This topic is:

[Everyone here thinks, why does the organizer hold such a game?]

The first person to speak is Donner from Elle.

"For the game." Donner said so seriously.

A few laughs came from below, and Donner's brows frowned even tighter.

"——For the sake of the game, why do you think it's ridiculous?" His hand slapped the tabletop:

"Game is an act based on the satisfaction of material needs, which follows certain rules in a specific time and space, and exists to meet spiritual needs.

It is an inevitable need for the development of a civilized society, represents a rich spiritual world, is an indispensable spiritual need, and is the source of biological happiness.

As early as the birth of cephalopods in the late Cambrian period, there were creatures who could play with stones and shells.

Large hunters will also play with their prey as toys to make them die.

It is a spiritual remission, a free dance of the soul of the living, a carnival that consumes excess energy.

Even animals that seem to be lower in our opinion need games.

So, why do you all here think that aliens, even higher-dimensional creatures, cannot play with them, who are higher than us?"

"drop--"

"So, why can't it be an experiment?" Soper, the arms dealer with gold teeth, stood up with a smile:

"Just like our human sociologists or biologists, in order to conduct some research, they will deliberately group humans as observation objects, or stimulate animals such as ants to do various behaviors.

Donner, you can't compare yourself to high-dimensional creatures. What's more, you are someone who agrees with the "Hobs culture", and I can't resonate with your views at all.

Just like the villain on paper cannot imagine our existence, we who are lower than the dimension cannot imagine the existence and thinking of high-dimensional creatures."

Donner frowned: "It's ridiculous, why did you think of the organizer so high?

Haven't you heard Mr. Hu Runkang's guess?

[Main God Construction Stream].

Maybe they just mastered some technology and were not as great as gods? Otherwise, they could directly erode our spiritual world, so why do they have to go around like this?"

"drop--"

Liu Jiahe, wearing military uniform, stood up: "I agree."

He said: "It seems that the progress of all human beings is not that critical.

If the organizer does not use a very difficult copy to stumbling us, then we don’t have to be so urgent.

Perhaps our eyes can be set aside for a longer period of time.

For example, seeing existence outside the game, even above the game…”

“…”

Su Mingan frowned as he looked at the scene that was being staged on the screen.

He had long felt that this kind of topic of human self-rescue conference was meaningless, just like a group of people who integrated the remarks flying everywhere on the World Forum and poured them into a conference room like a vegetable market.

Judging from the topics selected by the joint delegation, these topics seem to be of little value, or have not been carefully screened.

This group of people was afraid that the organizer would not have great malicious intentions towards them enough - they actually said something similar to "Let's find the organizer's loophole together" in such a world-renowned live broadcast room.

He didn't know whether the [Main God Construction Stream] was established, but he knew that the organizer did have restrictions.

Some of the contents of the conversation have meaning. But he will never get involved in it.

"Humans are social animals, and they are used to walking together." At this time, Noel, who was sitting opposite, suddenly spoke.

He seemed to notice Su Mingan's expression, smiled, and seemed to comfort him: "There is no need to blame them so much. Facing the crisis of the world, what they think is a group of people sitting down to chat and communicating each other's thoughts.

But in the face of some problems, they may be too optimistic.

In the absence of data, people tend to fill in the gaps themselves. All pessimistic remarks seem to sound deeper than optimistic remarks.”

Su Mingan listened to Noel's words and suddenly realized-

The second place in the world seems to have always been in opposition to humans' speaking postures and positions.

Noel would use "they" to refer to humans, and use "humans" instead of "we" to compare. He never put himself in the position of "humans", and used a bystander tone.

Combined with the words Noel said before that inviting him to eliminate the old civilization and embrace the new civilization.

Su Mingan realized that perhaps Noel had not thought of himself as a human being in his heart.

Regarding the future and [New World], he always has an adventurer's curiosity to explore the unknown. In the face of the crisis of human beings' near demise, his tone is also as if he were looking down at the common people like a high-dimensional creature.

"Nor." Su Mingan looked at him: "You have been assimilated."

Noel smiled and asked a question that was completely unrelated to his words: "--Are you going to make that video public?"

“What video?”

"You have definitely recorded the videos of Edward and others who have taken action against you, right? You are not the kind of person who is waiting to die. Even if you give in for a moment, you will always be for the overall situation. When you need to fight back, you will definitely seize the best opportunity and then... kill with one blow." Noel said.

...Nor knew him too much.

Su Mingan took a breath and looked at the heated discussion of the elite players on the screen: "It's not right now."

He sat back slightly, his spine against the cold backrest.

The light outside the window shook in front of him, reflecting the pictures on the screen. He stared at Noel's eyes that always had a smile on his face, and felt the sharpness and temptation hidden in his words, which seemed childish.

"Do you know? I read the whole story of your guide on the Fifth World." Noel said: "I admire it very much... a question you asked about Hui Shuhang."

His hands were still playing with building blocks. The building blocks collapsed and made a crisp "slap" sound, which was particularly obvious in the silence.

"—[Do you think the world you are in is real]?" Noel said: "At that time, you were vaguely reminding Hui Shuhang, telling her that the world she is in may just be a copy of the world that was created. And all the memories and emotions she has may be artificially infused, and in fact does not exist.

Just like Wang Xingkong at the beginning, you know about him too.

Wang Xingkong also thought that he was a pure player, a person who had not yet died and had a glorious future. He could have infinite possibilities and could fight for everything for himself without being bound.
To be continued...