If the abortion just now was the waves rushing in the sea, passing by his eyes.

Then what he felt now was like seeing the Milky Way hanging down from the nine heavens.

Not only chaotic, but also crowded.

...It's also quarreling that people's eardrums hurt.

"—Damn, I heard it right!"

“???”

"Just God Noel just shouted...Su Ming'an?"

"It's not a duplicate name, it's definitely-"

"Hurry! MinaSang, search the people around you, catch them quickly, and send them a photo-"

The people around him looked sideways, and their eyes were like searchlights, looking for suspicious candidates around him.

A person who was wearing a cloak and without showing his face was particularly obvious among the crowd of people showing his face.

It turned out to be just a little obvious, but now Noel's shout was like hitting all the spotlights on him. He felt like he was lit like a light bulb for an instant.

It's like being in a star-chasing scene in an instant.

One by one, he instantly froze his eyes, and he met countless eyes that seemed to be glowing.

Although he probably knew that exposing his identity in such a place would inevitably lead to the same effect as falling into a lake with piranhas, when this scene really appeared...

"Ahhhh-husband-is so close to me! Ahhhh!"

Beside him, the girl from the hairpin screamed again that penetrated her eardrums.

...Your husbands have so many!

Her figure instantly pounced over like a bear, and at the same time, a sudden boiling scream rang out.

"Damn it—this is right!"

"I've taken the screenshot, I've taken it. I'll definitely have another pile of points on the forum!"

"Tug the clothes, I must keep at least one piece of clothes-"

At first, when Su Mingan heard these screams, he didn't feel any sense of crisis.

It was not until he felt like there were countless piranhas on his body preparing to eat him that he realized something was wrong.

The cloak was used from all directions, and the fabric made an overwhelming moan, as if it might break in the next moment.

"——Chief Master! Leader of the Lighthouse, say something! Su Mingan, say something!" An old second dimension wearing glasses roared.

"It's true, it's true, it's the one on the screen! Ahhh I saw that I was alive-"

"——Please give your heart to the first player!!" This sound came out from somewhere, and then many people began to scream.

"Put your heart!"

"I will always like Su Mingan!"

"Stop shouting, don't shouting, look, it scares the child."

"First player, you have to give it some excitement!"

"We unite! Fuck the damn boss rabbit! Fuck the damn Edward!"

The sound in my ears became louder and louder.

Su Mingan clearly felt that his standing position was getting smaller and smaller, and it seemed that countless people were rushing towards him.

Faced with the crowd of overly enthusiastic and even attitudes, he was a little confused.

...He remembered his experience after the end of the First World.

He remembered that at that time, the crowd was far from being as crazy as it is now, and many people stopped.

At that time, when he saw him raising his sword and approaching the fountain, most of the people did not approach. They just kept watching, screaming, and taking pictures and screenshots not far away.

But now...

These people were like a group of piranhas, their words and actions were full of aggressiveness, like brainless fans who had scalded their brains, and they wanted to pounce on him and hug him, and they felt satisfied to pull off a corner of their clothes.

Seeing that the girl was about to pounce on her, Su Mingan instantly drew his sword, and the Yarman sword wearing a scabbard appeared in his hand. He hit her chest with a sword forward, instantly knocking him back to the abortion.

The main god world does not allow direct attacks. This sword will not cause damage, but a small amount of pain and repulsion effect will not be less. The girl instantly became a rolling gourd, hitting the legs of the person behind her, like a rolling bowling ball, and a bunch of people fell to the place where she hit.

Su Ming was in Ming mode, and when the power with a profession bonus was released at 66 points, the attack was like a rush. He held the hilt of the sword, his body was pulled and driven by the system movement, his body rotated, and the sword light flashed in the scabbard, and the crazy people around him fell down in an instant in a ring shape.

"Tear--"

More than a dozen pieces of black fabric fell to the ground, and their bodies were torn to pieces. Su Mingan simply took off his cloak.

He originally thought that these people should calm down and see his hostility, but unexpectedly, the fallen people screamed again.

"Yalman's Sword - it's the real Yarman's Sword! It's completely different from the imitation products in the Cos Store!"

"I will always like the number one player-"

"It turns out that this is how I feel when I was cut. It's a pity. It doesn't hurt much. It would be great if I were in the game copy..."

"The real person is the real person-Ming'an, mom loves you-"

The girl from the hairpin scored three times and almost stepped on the other person and rushed over.

Su Ming'an lowered his eyelids.

At this time, he saw many people.

The girl with hairpins, the pretty young man in casual clothes, the strong man in white sweatshirts, the fashionable girl in pink dresses... children, young people, middle-aged people... The eyes they looked over at this time, like flames, the hot temperature was almost swallowing him.

They were infected by extreme excitement and willingly mixed into the crowd.

He stood among the crowd, holding his sword, watching them stand up again, and watching the crowds behind him rushing like a tide.

This scene was completely incomparable at the end of the First World. It was like the air was ignited by fire, and all he smelled was the smell of gunpowder coming from all directions.

He sighed, space displacement.

Noel was extremely high. He moved twice in a row before he could barely step on the black crow's back.

He still escaped from the sea of ​​people and walked into the sky.

"——Why did you run away? Damn..."

"Take a photo, take a photo, I see someone on the forum is already in the lead..."

"Ming'an! You must go on, don't worry about the nonsense of others, mom will always love you-"

Screams came from below, including men and women, old and young. Su Mingan instantly remembered his speech at the beginning of the World Game. At that time, there was also a vast and endless sight that was staring at him.

Noel sat aside, holding his cheek, looking at him, with a circular building block turning on his hand.

After seeing him coming up, Noel laughed and patted the black crow on the back, and the black crow began to fly.

The violent wind blew across Su Mingan's cheeks. He quickly grabbed the bird feathers below and barely sat on the black crow's back. People's regrets came from below, and some people began to compete for the black rags on the ground.

The scene was like a piranha gnawing on flesh and blood. The human figure was a surging water flow, and the black cloth was the flesh and blood left behind.

World Chat has exploded at this time, and many people are coming to "observe the holy land", and the teleportation array continues to show the teleportation white light.

Su Mingan turned his head and stopped watching this scene.

"How do you feel?" Noel asked him with a smile.

“Not very good.”

"Not very good? Those are the people who love you."

Su Mingan sighed and said nothing.

"Strange." Noel said: "I thought you would be happy to see this scene. Those flattering words on the World Forum... I feel like my scalp is tingling. If those people are just pursuing idols, celebrities, and you... I feel like they are already faith in gods."

“…”

"Unhappy?"

"It's really not a good experience to watch someone add to the ordinary things you have to make videos that are praised by others, and to watch those viewers resonate with each other in love, which is really not a good experience." Su Mingan said.

Noel: "I heard that someone has formed a church about you."

Su Mingan shook his head.

"What people call faith is an equivalent exchange. When the believer cannot meet their requirements, the balance of equivalent exchange with a layer of faith skin will be tilted, and people will have anger of being deceived and let down, just like a transaction failure. They will turn this anger into harm to the other party, whether it is to tear down temples, destroy god statues, persecut other believers, promote anti-God words... or take action against the gods themselves. These are normal things. Because people are used to harvesting, and once their efforts are not rewarded, they are prone to psychological imbalance." He said: "So, I would rather maintain their love for me to a point that is not excessive."

"What they want is one kind of interests - they can accept you ascend to the throne, but they don't accept your out of control. Some people can become their gods, but they have to put their shackles on them," said Noel.

Su Mingan heard this and laughed.

"God, am I worthy too?"

He looked down at the back of his hand.

Two curved patterns, holding a water droplet pattern in the middle, are like a half-open flower.

The new stripes representing the fifth perfect pass are in a straight line along the rhizome of the flower, extending from the center of the back of his hand to the top of his wrist.
To be continued...