"How could it be forgotten?"

Su Mingan replied this very casually, with no sorrow or joy in his tone.

Ying made a gesture, which meant to ask him to close the live broadcast.

Su Mingan moved his finger and flashed with a "slap". The audience in the live broadcast room who was still scolding Mizushima Kawakura was kicked out in an instant.

"Don't you just want to dominate Zhai Xing?" Ying said: "...I'll tell you frankly. This kind of thing can be done slowly from the position of [the person in charge]. There is no need to deliberately pursue all the perfect passes."

Su Mingan was silent.

"You know a lot," he said.

"This is something that can be guessed." Ying said: "[The Powerful One] is a special identity at the highest level. If you advance all the way, this kind of desire is nothing - and you already have the power to dominate Zhai Xing. At the end of the year, no one can beat you."

Su Mingan didn't say anything.

Ying is right.

His current strength is actually a bit above everyone else.

Dominating a country, or even then dominating a planet... combined with his identity as the one in power, it is all possible.

But the problem is,

The problem is...

...but his wish,

It has never been anything but dominating Zhai Xing.

Just after he was silent for a moment, Ying's eyes began to change slowly.

The clock on the wall makes a crisp "tick" sound, and time passes in seconds.

Su Mingan clenched his fists.

"Bang--!"

There was a loud bang.

The wooden door was kicked open by a young man holding a big sword in one hand, and in his hand was a girl whose hands and feet were cut off.

"Brother, I cut off my hands and feet from this thing, and the dungeon was not reset again."

When Mo Yan spoke, there was a murderous aura in his voice.

When he entered the door, he also felt an extremely strong bloody energy on his body. The blood on the blade fell to the ground one by one, and the girl's empty body in his hand also dragged out a large piece of blood.

"I understand now why my elder brother wanted to kill Suzunako and Zhuang Guo at the beginning... It's disgusting, so disgusting. She was able to kill Dongxue remotely..."

Mo Yan didn't know that Dongxue's death was caused by the pendant explosion, but he knew that Dongxue's death should be caused by Sunako.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have rushed towards them like crazy before the last copy was reset.

"She ignited Dongxue's pendant." Su Mingan's tone was very light: "She is Mizushima Kawaharu."

He had already gone to the office in Charoyang and was reminded by him. It was not abrupt that he said that Sunako was Mizushima Kawa Haruka.

Mo Yan's expression was stunned for a moment.

He has always admired the great gods on the list, but his expression completely became cold at this time.

"As weak as weak as Mizushima Kawaharu?" Mo Yan couldn't believe it himself. He subdued the other party without much effort.

Su Mingan squatted down and looked at Mizushima Kawaharu who was staring at him.

"I already understand, Mizushima Kawaharu," he said: "The premise for you to detonate a bomb - you must have limbs, and there is a distance limit."

Otherwise, when she resets her last copy, she doesn't have to run towards them, just staying in her room.

There must be a distance limit for detonating the pendant.

Moreover, she has not detonated yet...that means that detonating the pendant requires physical control.

Mizushima Kawaharu stared at him.

There was pain in her eyes, but more indifferent.

"You have lost, Su Ming'an." She said: "Although I don't know how you saw me before and wanted to attack me, the pendant will always explode regularly... You can't see the sun on the third day of the dungeon."

Su Mingan laughed.

The smile made Mizushima Kawaharu feel a little numb.

"Do you know, Mizushima Kawaharu." Su Mingan said: "Your infinite resurrection gives you infinite chance to detonate the pendant, but it will also bring you infinite pain."

Mizushimakawa's pupils shrink.

"...I learned a lot of torture when I was in the fifth world." Su Mingan looked at his fingers and saw a dark extinction appearing on his fingertips: "After Ryan, you have become my second experimental product."

He held her left cheek and then slightly injected mana.

"ah--!"

A sharp scream rang out.

Su Mingan took back his hand.

Mizushima Kawaharu was corroded with a small hole in her cheek, and black blood slowly flowed out at this time. She seemed to want to cover her face, but a thin snake-like blood flow still slowly flowed down from her terrifying round wound.

"Even if you treat me like this, the pendant will explode the next day-" she roared.

Su Mingan pressed his fingers up again.

Mizushima Kawaharu screamed again.

Then, Su Mingan's finger slowly moved to her eyes in her horrified eyes.

"...I really think sometimes." Su Mingan said: "How much can a person hate someone? And as the object of being hated so much, I will also think about whether there is any problem with me."

"...you, wait, don't, don't..." Mizushima Kawaharu stared at the dark fingertips less than three centimeters away from her eyes, and her whole body began to tremble.

Blood flowed out of her empty body on a large scale. Even though her vitality was tenacious, she began to weaken now.

"Later I gradually discovered it." Su Mingan stared at his fingers: "...It's not that I have a problem."

"The most important thing is to solve the people who think I have problems."

He said, slowly pressing his finger down.

A heart-wrenching scream rang out.

Su Mingan looked at the beautiful girl in front of him slowly sinking, and looked at the dark blood flowing from his eyes.

"——Su Ming'an! You——You really don't want your reputation——You treated me like this in front of the whole world——”

Su Mingan closed his eyes.

"…No." He whispered: "Instead, they will only feel happy--for they have naturally fallen into my perspective."

When facing Mizushima Kawaharu's fearful and resentful gaze, he smiled calmly.

"The vast majority of them...the audiences who are in my live room are used to seeing the world from my eyes."

"They are used to thinking about everything from my standpoint."

"They will not doubt any of my words, nor will they doubt any of my intentions."

“—Because they looked all the way, what I did was always right, and the route I took was always successful.”

"So." He smiled: "...they will gradually give up thinking and follow the large group of [live broadcast room] and become a natural part of it."

"Because as long as you look, everything can be obtained and everything can happen."

"That thinking becomes a meaningless thing."

"[Extreme voices are good at restraining the overall direction, making the open world divided into independent spaces, and making everyone belong to their own schools.]"

"And now," he said softly: "I became the most [extreme voice] among them - I became the only individual who can move freely and speak freely in this environment of hundreds of millions of people - do you know what this means? Mizushima Kawa Haru."

Mizushima Kawaharu's eyes gradually showed fear.

She listened, her whole body trembling.

"—Even if they are unwilling to admit it, they are good at venting their dissatisfaction and differences in bantering Internet terms." Su Mingan said:

"But in the general direction, these hundreds of millions of people will always be unified with me."

"In the spotlight, everyone's eyes are looking in my direction, and all my words will be conveyed clearly - and the will and ideas of the masses will be driven naturally with the herd and dependence psychology."

"They gradually got used to the eyes following me forever. No matter what I said, they could only listen. No matter how I acted, they could only watch."

"Sometimes... just a word with the most vague meaning can have the most powerful influence."

"I became a true, ideological [beacon] - and they are always closely related to me."

"The eyes of hundreds of millions of people... In the past world, there was no platform as large as this scale."

"In such an environment, everything I want to convey is extremely easy - including being unfavorable to you, the ancient martial arts families, or calling on everyone to boycott you, or issuing a world-wide order..."

He said, pausing.

When I spoke again, the smile became more obvious:
To be continued...