MTL - First Player-Chapter 734 seven hundred and thirty two

   Chapter 734 Chapter 732 "The Nightingale and the Rose"

  Chun Kelstia died of suicide by jumping off a building.

   was only sixteen years old.

   Maybe it was because the wind was too strong today, and the height she chose was too high. Her corpse fell right in front of Su Ming'an, and blood was spilled like paint.

   There was a scarlet color in her eyes. It seemed that she was still fighting desperately with the [Hewei] who invaded her just before she died. Finally, she knew that her reason could not survive, so she chose to jump down.

  Because one and a half dimensions are sandwiched between one dimension and two dimensions, her corpse did not disappear, but lay stunned on the street, half of the source of light was vain, and half of it was dripping with blood.

The   light hovered over her eyelashes and her blood-stained palms.

   When human beings can't resist the whispers of [Taiwei], suicide is the last means of resistance.

  The third generation of the Kelsia family is only Che and Yueyue, and no one has mentioned Chun. When he heard Chun's surname, Su Mingan knew that the girl who cultivated the first lily in spring would not survive in the future.

  History is so cruel—【Those who do not exist in the future must have died in the past】.

   But he didn't expect it, so soon.

   We only met once, and the next one is farewell. The sustenance of hope, the first white lily in the spring, turned out to be her relic.

   "We hope you see the colors of spring and are happy..."

   By that time, Chun should have been ready to commit suicide.

The    operation has already begun, people have no time to bury Chun, her body was pulled away by a cart and transported to an unseen distance, leaving blood spots all the way.

  Like a failed lily.

  …

  【Ruined World·Northeast Corner】

   The blood-red setting sun shrouded, and the buildings in the village were like jagged shadows.

  People in shabby clothes knelt in a row. Dozens of hideous beasts surrounded them.

   The commander of the beast is a young man with white hair, wearing a brown cloak and carrying a travel bag, he is a traveler who sleeps in the wind. A golden ginkgo leaf sticks out halfway in his breast pocket. His arms, waist, abdomen, and thighs were all wrapped with snow-white bandages, and there were even bruises left on his neck.

   The village chief knelt down and begged the white-haired youth for mercy: "I beg you, let us go!"

   The white-haired youth just sneered.

   "I'm sorry, we shouldn't have attacked you, please forgive us!" The woman next to her cried, "We thought you were just an ordinary traveler, so, so..."

   "If I were an ordinary traveler, I would have been hacked to death by you now." Lin Guang's eyes were full of haze: "Unfortunately, I am not, so you have to pay the price."

  In the last days, human nature has been wiped out, and the refugees cannot cross long distances and come to the city of doomsday for refuge. So, they started robbing other refugees. It even changed its face into a bandit village.

  Ling Guang was just passing by this village, but just as he was passing by, the group of villagers suddenly waved their hoes and scythes at him. Although it didn't hurt him, it made him realize the evil of human nature again.

  …What is there to save such a person?

  …Once your life is threatened, just like primitive animals, you can do anything evil. Plundering, changing sons and eating, people eating people.

  Ling Guang took a step forward and picked up the collar of a big man. The big man was terrified with tears all over his face.

   "Traveler, please let me go, I'm just starving..."

   Ignoring the people begging for mercy, Lin Guang suddenly raised his head. He opened his eyes slightly, as if he was waiting for something. After a while, his Adam's apple moved slightly and said loudly:

   "Lovis - stop me, where are you?"

   His voice came far, far away, like a young eagle passing by on the barren field.

   He turned his eyes while raising the trembling big man in his hands, searching the surrounding empty land.

"Luvis, you'll see me, right? You always save everyone in time, even a bunch of hopelessly wicked people. As long as I hit them, you'll show up in time to stop me, Stand against me - because they are weak and I am the bad guy.

   "So - come and stop me, hate me, scold me, call me a devil - you like these ugly human beings so much, you are their hero, come and save them now!"

   "Appear! Appear! Lewis!"

   He repeated similar words dozens of times like crazy, his expression was extremely serious, he seemed to really be sure that his words had a reasonable logic, and he was sure that he could wait for someone.

  There was silence all around, only the boundless grassland rolling with the wind made the sound of chasing.

  The villagers suddenly understood that they had provoked a lunatic who was not mentally healthy.

  The bandage on Lin Guang's body oozes blood with his violent movements. But he didn't care, he put his other hand on his neck to resist the blue-purple strangles there, as if this would reassure him.

   was able to experience similar pain, and he felt settled.

   "Appear in front of me, come and save them..." His words were naive and cruel, and he believed that he could "summon" Lewis.

   "Swish—"

   Behind him, there was a violent sound of blades of grass rubbing, as if someone was approaching. Lin Guang immediately let go of his hand and turned his head back with joy—

  A girl with a ponytail and a lace tutu skirt came over, pushing aside the blades of grass. She had a letter in her hand.

  Linguang frowned slightly. He confirmed that this person was not a woman dressed as Lewis before he said coldly, "Who are you? What are you doing near me?"

  Yamadacho felt a burst of anger when he heard the words: "I have worked under you for more than ten years, you don't even remember my name?"

   He joined the gods camp from the very beginning and was the third-in-command of the city of gods. He used his own name at the time, which should be very recognizable, but this ruthless white hair turned his head and forgot about him!

  Linguang carefully identified it, and found that it seemed to be a little familiar. In the sight of Yamada Machiichi's expectation, he slowly said:

   "You are... Shan Tingting?"

   "I'm Yamada-choichi!!" Yamada-cho was furious.

   "Okay, Shan Tiantian." Lin Guang forgot to hear it.

  Yamada Choichi took a breath and shouted: "I'm Yamada Choichi! Yamada Choichi! It's not Shan Tiantian. You don't remember anyone, right?"

   "I remember Lewis' teammates." Lin Guang said: "His teammates... the golden dwarf, the smiling tiger, the female knight, the pajama man. I remember them clearly."

  Yamadachoichi: "?"

  No, he knows who the golden retriever, the smiling tiger and the female knight are. Who is the last man in pajamas? Is there such a strange thing?

  Yamadacho thought about it for a long time, and he didn't know who the "boy in pajamas" was referring to. He had to thank Lin Guang for remembering at least one "mountain" of his name. At least not as "Lolita Shorty".

   Watching the two begin to chat, a dozen villagers silently fled out.

  Yamadacho glanced at Lin Guang, who was motionless: "Why don't you kill them?"

   "I already hate killing people." Lin Guang said: "Because when you are hurt, your body will be very painful, and no one will be happy because of it... What do you want to do with me, just get out of here."

   Even for his subordinates for more than ten years, Lin Guang was extremely indifferent.

   "Here, your friend, a letter from Lewis." Yamada-cho handed out a letter.

  Ling Guang grabbed the envelope in seconds, tore the outer shell, and unfolded it.

  On the letter paper, there are only a few lines of small print.

  …

  【Don't make trouble these two days, thank you. 】

  【If you don’t cause trouble, I will invite you to dinner another day. 】

  …

   In order to stabilize Lin Guang's insecurity, Su Ming'an specially wrote a letter to stabilize him. As for the "another day", we will talk about it if we have fate.

   There is a high probability of no chance.

   "I'm leaving." Yamada Machi turned around immediately, he didn't want to stay with such a lunatic for a long time. Looking at the bandage that almost turned into a snowman on Lin Guang's body, I don't know what this madman has done recently.

"-and many more."

  Linguang's voice sounded behind him, and Yamada-cho stood up hesitantly.

   "Thank you for sending me the letter." Lin Guang said.

  Yamadacho glanced back at Lin Guang. He suddenly found that compared to the 32 years of the cataclysm, the expression on Lin Guang's face became much more natural, and he no longer had the stern face and stiff muscles like before. The red blood all over his body gradually seeped out along the snow-white bandage, staining the ginkgo leaves on his chest red.

  In the uninhabited village, only this person stood quietly at the door, carrying a thick travel bag, like a white-haired dog wet by the heavy rain.

  …Without basic thinking logic, unable to perceive positive emotions, unable to reasonably communicate with people, unable to love people, and unable to be loved. Just like a person who lost his five senses at birth, was covered in a black shell, and his behavior was always mixed with innocence and cruelty.

   "Forget it... I'll send you a word, it's Wilde's "The Nightingale and the Rose"." Yamada Machiichi was also a softhearted person and said:

   "[A person who can seek death for a rose must also be able to abandon the rose indifferently, but unfortunately the nightingale does not understand it, just like it does not understand the complex human heart.]"

   He only advised one sentence, but he would not say more, Lin Guang has committed an unforgivable crime, he killed so many innocent residents, it is impossible to be washed clean.

  Linguang stared at him blankly.

   "Thank you, although I didn't understand what you meant." Lin Guang said, "Shan Tiantian."

  …

   At six o'clock in the evening, Inner City, Doomsday City Central Ballroom.

  Under the extravagant light, the red carpet was spread all the way, along the jade-white steps at the end of the hall, extending to the second floor platform.

  Various wines, cakes, steaks and other extremely luxurious foods in the ruined world decorate the snow-white dining tables scattered in the hall. People in formal attire, holding crystal cups with bright gold in their hands, talked in low voices.

  The banquet has not yet started, and the host of the banquet, the city lord Asa Akto, has not yet arrived.

The    dinner invited some high-ranking people in the inner city, including major commanders, generals, and allies of the Doomsday City, such as the Free Alliance, the Inquisition, the City of Hope, the City of Antofa, Yaoguang, and various high-level officials.

  —In this case, Su Mingan arrives as the lord of the "dungeon".

   Among the forces where everyone kept their stance silent, Su Mingan was the only open-faced resister. As soon as he stepped into the banquet hall, countless eyes fell on him.

  42 years after the cataclysm, Su Mingan once attended a similar banquet in the same banquet hall, and Su Rin also helped him cut down Herax, the female city lord of the Ninth City. Many people stand in exactly the same position, even the wines and desserts.

   But in the 71st year of the cataclysm, the positions were reversed, and he turned out to be the enemy of these people.

   He saw the scarlet in the eyes of many people - under the unscrupulous suppression of counterfeiters, the city-state is like a leaking wooden building, and there are invaders everywhere.

  “…”

  Su Mingan stepped on the red carpet and mixed into the crowd. Next to him was Cheng Luohe, who took the initiative to invite Ying to come.

   "Sir, that impostor hasn't arrived yet." Cheng Luohe sat down in the booth, and his bright eyes glanced at the men and women around him. As a sniper, this is his subconscious action.

   "There were a lot of people attending the dinner, most of them from the leadership." Su Ming'an said: "They are all acquaintances..."

   is an acquaintance from the past 40 years, who once shook hands with him and said he would fight for him.

   These people are not ignorant of Akto's problems, but ideological **** and personal desires make them pretend that they can't think of it, and continue to enjoy the shadows they handed down more than ten years ago.

   Who the rulers are, and how stupid the rulers are, has nothing to do with them. On the contrary, they can also use this to make money.

  Su Mingan judged that even if he stood up now to declare his identity, many of these blindfolded people would pretend not to hear. They have changed in quality, they have families and children, they are no longer alone, and they no longer have the original intention of conquering the world.

  The brilliance, ugliness and change of human nature have been vividly presented in this short 40 years of Dawn War.

"Da da da."

  Suddenly, the banquet hall became quiet.

  On the second floor platform, on the smooth tiles, came the sound of leather shoes hitting the ground.

  Light fell from the dome, trapping the man's slender, white figure. People can't help breathing low, their eyes moving upward like a dazzling spotlight.

   "Damn impostor..." Cheng Luohe crushed the wine glass in his hand.

  Su Mingan raised his eyelids.

   That person was standing on the highest steps, bathed in the golden light of the banquet hall, and his eyes were also looking at Su Ming'an from a distance.

   He seemed to be smiling.

   (end of this chapter)