Noel vaguely remembers the "lighthouse theory" that Su Mingan once said.

Su Mingan proposed this theory very early. Although many principles are still superficial, some of them have been confirmed in the world game and have shown strong vision.

Noel admired Su Mingan from the bottom of his heart. This student who had just graduated from high school raised his head from the math and English question paper, and instantly changed his role and stepped onto the world's platform.

If nothing happened, Su Mingan should be like a very ordinary freshman in Longguo, participating in clubs, selecting classes, sprinting at the end of the year, staying up late to catch up with DDL, and staying up at three points between the canteen, classroom, and library. From time to time, there is still time to go to team building, eat barbecue, and spending nights at Internet cafes...

He should have familiar club ministers, team members who work with him, counselors who take care of him, and even female classmates he likes.

Noel remembers that Su Mingan likes to play board games and script killing, and is also interested in youth exploration clubs, and likes to read philosophy and detective novels.

If the game didn't start, he should have played script killing with his college classmates on a safe table, and even played more horror games and independent games, cut videos, live broadcasts... until he became a famous up owner.

There is no crisis of life and death, no pain of swords on the body, no hallucination and mental torture of losing san... I will not fall into madness, will not collapse, and will not even sleep well.

... Rather than here, in front of the world, in the expectations and accusations of many ignorant people, under the malicious intentions and eyeing of high microorganisms, playing such extremely dangerous games is like a real-life "script killing" walking on a tightrope on a collapse line.

Too unfair.

The world is too heavy and too deep into the quagmire, it is already difficult to pull up, and the downward situation is almost irreversible.

Noel didn't want to be like Su Mingan. It was too tiring. He just wanted to be a free sun to illuminate the people around him.

——But in this dirty world, where is there a paradise?

He can save one, but he can't save all.

He can save a moment, but he cannot save a lifetime.

These principles are not only applicable in the copy world, but also in reality.

...There is no happy ending at all. There is always someone who is inevitably sacrificing. This is reality, and reality is not a fairy tale.

Noel stretched out his hand, as if catching the falling sunshine.

The light outlined his slender fingers, as if kissing his palm.

...Even an hour ago, it was stained with the blood of the child.

"Death will not let anyone go because of who is a child, an elderly person, an weak person, and who is unwilling to accept it." Noel murmured: "...I teach them to grow up and give them the strength to stand up - from now on, the only thing that can determine their future is their own abilities and luck, not this world."

"Once they decide to work hard for this hot land, regardless of identity, age-"

He turned his head and looked at Su Mingan in black.

His lips moved slightly, his eyes sinking, and a tired smile appeared.

“…I will satisfy them.”

“No one is an accessory.”

"I help them..." he whispered: "—Be the person they yearn for."

At the critical moment of the human crisis, morality has retreated to the second place.

Just like in ancient times, it was not uncommon to eat by changing children. In order to survive, many things can be abandoned.

Children will only see Noel and others treating them well, knowing that they have to rely on their own efforts to earn points and save their loved ones, but they do not understand the price they have to pay in the spirit and growth sense.

It is also difficult to define whether children participate in such bloody and crazy copies, whether they are good or bad.

Like white paper, in the future of human beings decades later, these children are prematurely infected with filth, and some of them may gradually become crazy and cruel like Bonnie who burns people for fun.

World Games is something that is good at changing human nature and despising human nature.

It can make the calm people crazy, make the cowards brave, make the selfish people selfless, and make the kind people cruel.

It will make people... different from them as they were before.

Just like Su Mingan now, and Su Mingan three months ago, they are completely different people.

During Noel's speech, Su Mingan remained silent.

He quietly watched Noel confide, watching Noel pour out helplessness and anger on the verge of storm with an extremely calm attitude.

When Noor calmed down, Su Mingan did not make a single judgment on his point of view, but just said one sentence-

“…Don’t be crazy.”

Noel was stunned, his eyes moved slightly, staring at Su Mingan.

"……What?"

He said softly.

"Don't be crazy." Su Mingan repeated: "You... don't be crazy."

This is the most suitable one.

Great mental pressure, heavy negative emotions, and almost no hope of the future... One negative thing after another pressing on them, the frontline players, makes people breathless.

Su Mingan gradually understood why Noel asked him to come here today.

Noel was not trying to ask him what he thought of these children, nor was he doing anything about cooperation.

...Nor is asking for help.

It is complaining, confiding, bursting, vomiting unhappiness, struggling.

Noel struggled between the painful moral decision-making lines, struggling on the edge of the abyss on the verge of collapse.

Guilt, helplessness, anger, despair...

Su Mingan almost forgot.

Players like them... have been going crazy long ago.

——Nor was clearly asking for help from him.

Because Noel himself was about to collapse.

Su Mingan had always believed that Noel was a person who was very good at adjusting his psychological state, emphasizing that "game should be played with a smile". His smile was always as warm as the sun, which infected countless people.

Noel's temperament is extremely enthusiastic and optimistic, as if nothing will make him suppress his sadness, and he can always maintain a happy and optimistic mood.

...But where is such a person in the world?

As long as you have seven emotions and six desires, you will definitely be affected by the world. This influence will be pervasive and will quickly deteriorate a person's state. In particular, Noel is a kind and orderly person, and the feeling of oppression is even greater.

Without the medicine to treat the psychiatric and the right psychologist, Noel regarded him as a mental buffer.

Noel is asking for help from him.

Use confision to ask for help.

Because maybe he is the only one who can stand on the same level and understand Noel.

"Nor Edward is crazy, I don't want you to become the next one." Su Mingan said: "Don't put too much pressure on yourself, no one will blame you."

"..." Noel's fingers trembled slightly.

The spots condensed on his eyelashes, like a dazzling ray of sparks.

He blinked, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

"...Su Ming'an, what should I do..." he suddenly said.

As if all defense suddenly collapsed, the smile that had always been maintained on his face disappeared, and the pair of sea blue eyes began to tremble violently.

The wet water light appeared in his eyes.

"...The mental state of our players above the list... we can't hold on to the end of the game..."

"Now the total progress bar is only 30.1%, 30.1%! There are nine months left... we can't hold on..."

"Humans have almost no future, we are almost collapsed... What's terrible is that this matter cannot be made public at all, and we cannot even spread this panic, and can only maintain this seemingly optimistic status quo..."

"Herbert must have known this and took the initiative to leave the player's identity. He must have known that we can't hold on anymore, including himself, and he will not do it anymore... He will let go of everything and leave..."

"There is no choice. I can't hold on anymore. Last night, I closed my eyes and felt hallucinations. When I walked on the road, everything was gray and white - I couldn't see the color! I couldn't see it..."

His body trembled violently, and a thin layer of water rays surged in his red eyes.

The fantasy style of the New World Guild was designed according to his personal hobbies. He liked the feeling of colorfulness and the feeling of each item reflecting light.

Colorful buildings, painted glass, glazed roofs reflecting light... Everything is as beautiful as dreams.

But now, these colors he designed specifically,

——He himself can't see it all.

"…I can't hold on anymore, I know this myself."

Noel sucked: "But Su Mingan, I want to tell you, don't be crazy...you can't be crazy...you can't be crazy the most. Edward is crazy, Mizushima Kawaso is crazy, I can't be crazy...but you are the only one who can't be crazy...

We will hand over the most painful and most incapable of doing to you, and the heaviest responsibilities to you... You must not be crazy, no matter how painful it is, no matter how hard it is, you cannot hold on... You cannot be crazy...

Sorry, sorry, sorry... I'm forcing you like this, but we can't do anything anymore. I... I can't do anything..."

His mask with a bright smile finally broke out, revealing a tear-stained face.

His eyes were red and his face was filled with sadness that was foggy, like a circus clown who had finally taken off his mask and pretended to be.

The comedian who likes to make others laugh the most has sadness that can never be melted in his eyes.
To be continued...