MTL - First Player-Chapter 23 twenty two

   Chapter 23 Chapter 22 · "What is this anchor being narcissistic about"

   The barrage was full of smog.

"I know it's shameless, and I don't want to force you." Aman said: "But, I don't want to let my companions die... Why, we can all give up advanced tasks to protect the people, but you only care about that at a young age. Points - points for perfect clearance are so important in your eyes!"

   After closing the cork of the bottle in his hand, Su Mingan looked at the woman in tears.

   "Important," he said.

   "It's not for that reward..." Aman raised his eyelids and saw the other person's eyes, which stabbed her eyes for a moment.

   He was meeting her eyes.

  …Why are you looking at me like this!

   Oman gritted his teeth, and his anger rose in an instant.

   The crazy thoughts in her heart were linked together, licking her heart like a fire, gradually covering her reason.

   Then, she came up with an idea - since words can't make the person in front of her give up, it's good to get the antidote forcibly! Anyway, anyway... In the end, it's just a matter of compensating him. This is the end of the world, and it is normal for her to take action...

  Aman is not particularly righteous. After she didn't get what she wanted, her mind quickly assimilated to the game.

   Her hand was caught on her waist in an instant, and the light of the dagger flashed in an instant—

   "Oman!" Yang Changxu's slightly panicked stop sound came from behind.

   She suddenly jumped up like a cheetah, her hand stretched out straight, towards the life-saving antidote that was so close at hand—

   "Sigh!"

   A cold light gradually appeared in front of him.

   Oman felt a tinnitus surging in her mind, she opened her mouth, her eyes shifted for a moment—

   His arm holding the dagger suddenly flew up like a kite, blood-colored and coquettish, with beautiful blood flowers.

   Chocolate bars scattered like fireworks.

The    black-haired girl looked at her coldly, and stabbed her throat with a sword.

   "More mouth." She bit down hard, and the chocolate bar made a crisp "click" sound, which was especially loud in the dead room.

   That sword light was as cold as snow in an instant:

   "The next sword will kill you."

  …

   The next moment, the barrage exploded and swiped the screen.

   "Oman—!" The man let out an almost miserable whine.

   Oman could not maintain his balance and fell down and passed out.

   "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

   Yueyue's eyes were slightly cold, her sword was raised, her eyes were completely locked.

"Snapped!"

  Suddenly, an extremely loud sound suddenly sounded when the swords were drawn.

   Yang Changxu slapped the young man hard.

  The stunned young man covered his face in a daze. His somewhat stagnant gaze slowly sank to Aman who was on the ground, and then, extremely weak, extremely slowly, as if all the strength of his whole body was suddenly taken away, he knelt down, his forehead dropped, Crying and whimpering.

   "Why...why is this happening...

  We just, just want to save people, that's all..."

   He lay on the ground, wailing like a wounded beast.

"I'm sorry." Yang Changxu stepped forward, his movements extremely heavy, and bowed deeply to Su Ming'an: "It's our fault that we didn't know how to advance or retreat, and we didn't know how to be grateful, and we kidnapped you in such a disgusting way. I, Yang Changxu, were caught by you. Once saved, this life is yours, you can use it however you want..."

   "Go find a way to save this woman." Su Ming'an said, turning around: "If you want to live and earn points for all mankind - there are blood bottles and tourniquets in the store, and it's still too late."

  Yang Changxu stood up straight and stared blankly at Su Mingan's back.

  Su Ming'an held the half of the antidote in his hand, and fell into the shadow of the downstairs with a heavy step.

   The smell of blood that always existed in the air finally lightened up a little, and then the depression gradually dissipated.

   At the entrance of the supermarket, a gentle moonlight was silent.

  Su Mingan walked into the night in an instant.

   Under the condensed moonlight, his figure was pulled extremely long for a while.

   In the upper right corner, the barrage of crazy quarrels has been mixed, with the support party and the opposition party constantly, but Su Ming'an's eyes never moved up, he just looked into the distance.

   There was a touch of blood in the wind, and there were inhuman roars of zombies in the distance.

  …It doesn’t look like a good place to express poetic feelings.

   Yueyue rubbed her sword and walked from behind, looking at him.

   "Turn off the live broadcast." She said, "It's smoky."

  Su Mingan shook his head.

  He started live broadcasts for other reasons besides getting extra points. One is to expand his influence and let everyone see him. The second is to be able to subtly guide people with the idea of ​​advocating "adventure" rather than "watching". The third is, taking into account the old order on Zhai Xing, as a student who is inexplicably emerging, it is best for him to record his customs clearance route completely, so that people can know the bottom line. This will also help his subsequent development.

   "Have you heard of the spotlight effect?" Su Mingan asked suddenly.

   Yueyue looked puzzled.

   "The despair of the group will bring greater despair, but it happens that everyone is currently in such a situation." He said:

   "Humanity is in chaos, contact is completely cut off, and even relatives cannot be found...

   In a large, disordered group, in order to have a leader stand out, in addition to basic competencies, there is one more thing, that is, a spotlight.

Under the spotlight, everyone's eyes are looking in one direction, which naturally forms a core point - at that point, all the words of the leader will be clearly conveyed, and the will and ideas of the public will follow the herd mentality and attachment. Psychologically driven by nature.

  If you want to drive such a desperate group so that they can all move forward for a common goal...you must establish a clear and firm goal. "

   Yueyue blinked again.

   He has been seen by her since she was a child, and she can feel the emotional difference in his tone.

  Su Ming'an... seems to be deliberately showing a very excited look.

   He said this as if to confuse someone.

  …Who is he trying to confuse?

   "Based on the above theory." Su Mingan looked at her: "In the world game, if everyone is a lost ship in the sea, I hope that I can become the clear target in their eyes... such as a lighthouse at sea."

   "You will." Yueyue said.

  The barrage is full of [what is this anchor being narcissistic about] [everyone's beacon, is he worthy too? 】【Who does he think he is? ], when

  Su Mingan only looked at Yueyue calmly looking into his eyes.

  … He knew that he looked strange now, and threatened to keep winning.

   But this behavior is what he used to confuse the organizer.

  【First Player】is a teenager who has just grown up, a student who has not passed the second grade of middle school. If someone like him suddenly becomes the [Number One Player], he should be proud and full of responsibility.

   In fact, he is also raising this image.

   In this way, he should be able to hide the secret of his death rollback from the organizer, and hide why he knew that perfect clearance was important.

   In addition to himself with the highest success rate, he also hopes that other people can pass the level perfectly - he hopes that his behavior can make others subtly realize that "it is important to stand at the end, and it is important to pass the level perfectly".

  【Secondary school boy, want to lead everyone, want to win to the end-what a perfect answer. 】

  Before the final outcome was revealed, he was willing to pretend to be such a hot-blooded teenager.

In times like   , no one is more fortunate than anyone else, and no one is more unfortunate than anyone else.

  Mission makes people overcome obstacles.

"-I'm sleepy."

   Yueyue yawned suddenly.

   She raised her steps, dragged her long sheathed sword, and walked towards the nearest house.

   "Sleep." She said, and walked over by herself.

  Su Mingan quickened his pace and followed.

-During this period.

   No gaze or words from the audience and players can affect him.

   Being said to be in the second grade is not normal... Then it is not normal.

   Redemption of Zhai Xing, betting on the game of fate.

Where    freedom stops or is restricted, the game ends.

   Denied alienation, extreme—he was happy to see the end.

   He has mastered this "restricted freedom", and will use it to ignite the flame of declaring war.

  …

   He was willing to sink into the drowsy rain.

  In this age of invisible light.

  …

  【World Game·Remaining Players: 354338529】

   (end of this chapter)