Su Mingan looked at the people singing.

He must have seen it wrong and was hallucinating.

Otherwise, how could he see the shadow of a white dove in the reflection of these people, holding a spring green branch in its mouth.

"Xiao Shuai, you will definitely succeed. When we find new resources, everyone will be rescued..." Xi whispered, tugging at his clothes.

"Okay." Su Mingan promised. He saw the frostbite on Xi's face, one after another, wrinkled with her smile, like a blooming rose.

"You made a promise, don't cheat, don't leave." Xi said.

"Yes, I promise." Su Mingan said.

For the first time, he intuitively experienced this kind of large-scale war.

This world is very similar to his, as if he has stepped into a war-torn Zhai Xing. Everyone he meets has their own thoughts; everything he experiences contains unrepeatable emotions;

It doesn't feel like a copy of the game, but like a real large world.

When the group is excited, human beings can rationalize all negative emotions such as fear, panic, pain, numbness, etc., and point the finger at a clear goal. But now, people have no goal, and their biggest enemies are their own hunger and cold.

This enemy is almost impossible to defeat.

There is no means of revenge - people can't even see the shadow of the enemy, and can only feel that their world is being invaded bit by bit. The more enemies they kill, the more confused they feel...

——What are they fighting for?

——Who can their weapons be aimed at?

Human beings will always die of greed, and Akto will always die of city-states, no matter how many times it happens. Gods will always be out of their reach, whispering in people's ears from above.

"I feel like I'm trapped..." Before getting drunk, Xi leaned on him and made a sound like a kitten taking a nap:

"...What are we trapped in? Why can't we break free... Xiaoshuai, you are so smart, do you know..."

She leaned to the side and fell to the ground drunk, her cheeks flushed.

"City Lord, I'll take her to rest." Sen said.

"Okay." Su Mingan said.

Sen Kelstia hugged Xi as if he were holding a young granddaughter. His gray hair glowed with a crystal glimmer under the firelight. If the wrinkles on his face were removed, he still looked like he had been 32 years after the disaster.

, Su Mingan looked so heroic when he first met him.

However, when he picked her up and stood up, his ankle "clicked", which seemed to be the sound of bones. His forward-leaning spine dragged his trembling body, and he walked forward step by step, his shoulders filled with the weight of years.

Even the red cloak behind him faded under the weight.

Others came to toast and invited Su Ming'an to sing together. Su Ming'an shook his head. He passed by the drunken people and returned to his marching tent.

He sat in front of the scattered war sand table for a long time.

The barrages were like snowflakes, crossing his field of vision. Today was the third day of the first lunar month, and people were still in a New Year atmosphere. The coldness and despair here had nothing to do with them.

He lay on the table and squinted for a while, until everyone outside fell asleep.

In the early morning, he left the tent covering the hidden area of ​​space without waking anyone up. Many people were sleeping on the ground, some rolled up large leaves, and some leaned on branches and dozed off. There was a smoky red color in the air.

The wine was warming and the bonfire was still crackling at night.

A figure was waiting for him under the tree.

Su Mingan closed the space field: "What's the matter?"

Noel took off his black robe and said, "I'm here to give you the latest battle situation. Please don't go back to Doomsday City for the time being."

Su Mingan said: "Did something happen in Doomsday City?"

"Yes, Doomsday City is under a full-scale attack..." Noel said this and glanced at Su Ming'an's expression: "But I want to tell you... Su Ming'an, not everyone is ungrateful, and some people are not willing to hand you over.

.People’s loved ones are about to freeze to death, so they can sacrifice a human hero who saved them..."

Su Mingan said: "No need to say it, I understand."

He did not complain about these people who chose to survive, nor did he hate them.

"Want to take a walk with me? Let's talk about clues," Noel said.

"Let's go." Su Mingan said.

He just couldn't sleep.

Walking in the dark night without light is not a wonderful walking experience. The surroundings are ghostly dead trees. However, Su Mingan's expression is very relaxed. As long as he doesn't think about anything, it is the best trip for him.

Su Mingan thought that when the dungeon was first opened, Noel pushed his wheelchair and ran through the ruins of the City of Measurement, dragging the long line of players chasing him. It rained heavily that day, and it was gray, like smoke and dust floating in the sky. The blond

The young man lowered his head and said to him - Su Ming'an, let's escape. Don't worry about these humans anymore. Let's escape in the game, far away, to a place where no one can see and no one can blame.

However, both of them knew this was impossible.

So after that, Noel separated his soul and body with puppet silk and staged a puppet show that spanned thirty-three weeks.

They all have something they cannot give up even if they die.

So they can't escape even if they die.

Noel raised a lantern, and the yellow light dispersed the thick night fog, like a bright morning star. As he walked in front, the rustling sounds in the woods seemed to become music.

"Su Mingan, do you think... when order and law completely collapse, will the world end up like this?" Noel murmured: "Too many people want you to die. Where does the 'justice' in this come from?

?”

"..."

"Anything that hinders oneself is regarded as 'a way to death', and no notarization can judge the correctness of behavior. Every day, a new 'personal law' is generated in people's own mouths, forming a new

Code, to maintain this rule with strength." Noel said:

"Everyone holds the code in his heart and becomes a 'judge' like Tredia, judging whether a person is sick with the naked eye, and asking these 'judged people' to come to an end according to the order in their hearts - [

Under his influence, your survival goes against the survival and wishes of most people. Therefore, you are regarded as an "illegal survival" in everyone's mind. Your breathing and heartbeat are no longer protected by order.

."

Noel is a very thorough person.

His voice floated in the dark woods, as if the fog in front of him was gradually lifted.

"in other words--"

Noel said:

"People have judged your outcome instead of reasonable order and overall situation. Your death has been written into the code of their hearts."

Su Ming walked quietly.

"But it's not your fault." Noel said.

"..."

"The Su Ming'an I know is not like this. It's just that in just a few days, you are much more silent than the Eighth World." Noel said: "The number one player is the number one player Zhai Xing people hope for. Asa...

Akto is the hero in the eyes of the residents of the ruined world. And Su Ming'an... is just the Su Ming'an who is talking to me."

He raised his head.

It's raining.

The cold night rain wetted the charred forest leaves and sprinkled them on their shoulders. When this cold rain came, it was unknown how many thousands of people would freeze to death. A single disaster in this world can affect hundreds of thousands of people.

The number of casualties is not comparable to the number of casualties in previous copies.

"I had a wish a long time ago." Su Mingan said: "I hope that my life can really be happy..."

He said no more.

This was his first true words tonight.

"It's very difficult to achieve," Noel said.

"Well, it's difficult to achieve." Su Mingan said.

The heavy rain at night made people feel sticky and clammy. Noel held out an umbrella, but it still couldn't block the sloping rain, and the cold pricked them like fine needles.

"Su Mingan, I have never been able to see your ending. Your future is completely unpredictable..." Noel said.

"We have no ending." Su Mingan said.

Ding, ding, ding.

The rain hit the umbrella, and the majestic heavy rain swallowed up their sight, holding them like a cover. The two huddled under the rain, like fish waiting for the tide to come. The thin cold rain outside was like a sharp sword falling on their heads. Only the umbrella

There is a new world to breathe.

Approaching the camp, Noel stopped.

"I'll take you to the camp, and I'll go back to the city first." Noel said, "Remember, don't go back to Doomsday City for the time being."

"Okay." Su Mingan took Noel's umbrella and watched Noel's figure gradually disappear in the rain.

When approaching the camp, Su Mingan heard someone arguing.

Those were the voices of Sen Kelstia, Anjie, Qiaocelin and others. Su Mingan approached quietly and saw dozens of people standing under the shade of the trees talking in low voices.
To be continued...