MTL - First Player-Chapter 754 seven hundred and fifty two

   Chapter 754 Chapter 752 "You."

"According to the picture sent back by the cruise drone, the inner city control building has been captured by our side, but the central government building has been taken back by the enemy. The dust density is too high to see the number of enemies clearly, and the enemy leader has disappeared. ."

   "With the Kinmen Commercial Street as the center, there are at least 37 large buildings in the surrounding area, at least thousands of enemy units are hidden. If you rush in directly, the casualties will be huge."

   "The energy load has been overloaded, and the defense cover is insufficient for energy supply. If you continue to fight, it will be a collision of blood and flesh."

   "So, please prepare to die in battle."

  In Doomsday City, in the large supermarket "Walmer", hundreds of soldiers in dungeon uniforms gathered, and the virtual image of Su Xiaobi was looming.

   "So many people died, but there has been no progressive breakthrough yet! In the end, you still have to die in battle?" After hearing Su Xiaobi's words, Baird of the Tribunal couldn't help complaining. He already regretted entering the war.

   He kept pacing, groaning as he walked. The generals on the side also frowned.

"Now the signal is suddenly cut off, and all the liaisons can't be used - we can't get any news out. We can only rely on that unknown 'Team Mu'. This person has not even shown his real body until now, like a ghost on the Internet. Baird continued to complain: "If this goes on like this, all of us will be directly divided and broken."

  Su Xiaobi didn't speak, just looked at him lightly. The emoji on her head changed to: (=.=). Obviously disdain for him.

   Just ten minutes ago, all the signals in Doomsday City were suddenly cut off. Baird and others guessed that this was the handwriting of the gods—he led the king into the urn, and after waiting for all the soldiers in the dungeon to land on the surface, he suddenly cut off everyone's communication, causing them to lose sight of the beginning and end, or even know their own companions. s position.

   They gathered in this kind of airtight building. As for the next move, no one knows except for the "Team Mu" who can temporarily transmit information.

"Human resources are already few, and they fight like this. Although it consumes a lot of people, pensions are a lot of expenses. Besides, artillery, bullets, cars, these energy supplies are all heating resources! It's all wasted." Borg, the deputy city lord of Antofa City, shook his head. He has always been pampered, and now he regrets it. He feels that it is better to stay in his own city.

  In the supermarket full of smudges and blood, the atmosphere was a little dull.

"I fought this battle to live for my children and for the next generation of my old comrades-in-arms, but now I tell me, I'm still going to die. What's the point of that? At least I can live as a slave..." Baird Still complaining.

   At this moment, a person suddenly rushed out of the crowd.

   Before Baird could see clearly, he was slapped with a slap, making him stunned.

"—Speaking of such dejected words during the battle, your grandmother, I will give you a slap!" As soon as Yamada-cho retracted his hand, he learned from Lu Shu and scolded very fiercely: "What's the point of saying such words now? Be a slave yourself, and disturb the morale of the army here, if you are a soldier of Doomsday City, I will kill you now!"

   "Yeah, let's talk well, there is still someone to save." Anqi, the brown-haired player next to him, saw the situation and immediately smoothed the game.

   "Calm everyone. Trust Su Ming'an. Besides, as Sherlock Holmes, I will definitely help you find clues." Locke, a player dressed like a detective, pushed his glasses to signal everyone to be quiet.

   "I heard the voice of God, He instructed us that this war will surely be won..." The Western European player Artemis looked pious.

   With the development of the world game, the fourth natural disaster characteristics of this group of players have become more and more obvious, and various senses of substitution emerge in an endless stream, and few of them are normal people. Everyone calls themselves "Master", "Cultist", "Demon King", "Goddess" and other words.

   Baird snorted coldly, Yamada Machiichi's reputation was higher than him, and he didn't dare to say anything more.

   "Report - we found the commander's trail!" At this moment, a soldier suddenly rushed into the supermarket and shouted.

  Suddenly, noise erupted from the originally quiet supermarket, and light began to appear in people's eyes.

"Where is he?"

   "Where is the commander?"

   "Where is Su Mingan?"

The    soldier carefully looked around, attached to Yamada-cho's ear, and said softly:

   "...The only church in the city, sir, and there are traces of enchantment around it. Commander Noel asked me to call you over."

   "I see." Yamada-cho nodded.

   He motioned everyone to wait in the supermarket, and rushed into the rain alone, like a shadow, sinking into the darkness. This is his main professional skill.

   Several players saw this, and a blonde girl whispered:

   "I heard that the gods have a device called an emotional resonance device. Su Ming'an may not be in a good state."

   "What do you want?" Han Guo player Liu Enhao frowned.

   "I want to protect him, maybe he can remember me." The blonde girl said, she is a healing player.

Dragon Country player Zhang Daoxuan touched his goatee and looked like a fairy: "If you want to help, go and help, sincere help is rare these days. I'm afraid he doesn't think you are helping him, after all Too many people want to hurt him."

   Zhang Daoxuan's apprentice Zhang Xiaoqi said: "Master, why do so many people have to target him?"

   Zhang Daoxuan laughed when he heard the words.

"It's not that so many people have to target him. It's one of the people who hates him. He always walks in front of him, which makes us think that many people hate him." Zhang Daoxuan touched his apprentice's head: "Let's go. , let's go and have a look, maybe we can help him - after all, Lu Shu of Gu Wu is gone, we at least have to change someone to befriend Su Mingan. Although we don't know the exact location of Su Mingan, there will always be people around. trace."

  …

   9:54pm, inner city.

  When Yamada-machi arrived, the church was still quiet, and there were no warnings and whistles around, so it was still safe.

   He pushed open the door and found that several people were already standing there.

Players such as   Lu, Higisa, and Ruiying are still on the front line, while Noel, Violet, and Che are standing in the church. The three were bathed in the warm light of the church, like a golden painting.

   However, when Yamada-cho stepped into the church, the first sentence was—

   "Why only you? Where's Su Rin?"

   He looked around and found that the most reliable person was not there.

   "Only Su Rin is useful in your mind, isn't it?" Nuoer was a little speechless: "He's not a Pokémon who can come when he talks about it. Now that the contact is cut off, there is no news."

  Yamadacho coughed and realized that he had slipped: "What's the matter with Su Ming'an?"

   "I don't... don't know." Noel said here, his expression painful for a moment: "I can't... share for him."

   He turned his body to the side and let the door of the back room open. Yamada-machi entered lightly and saw an extremely small room. Su Ming'an was sitting on a chair. The complex red and blue link lines connected his forehead and temples, like a cold snake entangled in entanglements. His face was extremely pale, his eyelids were tightly closed, and his face was covered in cold sweat.

  A black-haired girl held his pale hand, as if she could transmit her warmth.

   "...Shh, don't make a fuss." Xi heard the sound of the door opening, and shushes toward Yamada-cho. Her wrists are extremely slender, and the knots on her wrists that make sounds are removed.

  Yamadacho took a look at the scene, then turned around and said coldly, "What's the situation?"

  —Why did you make Su Mingan such a painful ghost again?

  —Isn’t it okay, Su Ming’an’s mission has been completed?

"When I found out here, he had already started to use the emotional resonance device. I tried to resonate with him, but failed. I am not suitable for receiving other people's memories, and I feel dizzy after a few dozen seconds. I hate being someone else. Noel said: "His decision is correct, the means of the gods are endless, and we can't let go of any information. He is the most suitable person to receive emotional resonance."

   "So you won't stop him?" Yamada Choichi said: "Look at the time, Su Ming'an has already started for two minutes. If it takes more than ten minutes, there will be irreversible damage and death in fifteen minutes. You are not worried?"

  "..." Noel looked at Yamada Machiichi with strange eyes, as if he was looking at a novelty:

   "Why block."

   "This is Su Ming'an's choice,"

   "Yamada, you have no right to give up for him. All you can do is stay by his side, or end him when he can't hold it, so as to prevent him from suffering before he dies."

  Noel finished this sentence, lowered his head and wiped the rose cane in his hand.

   At this moment, Yamada Machiichi suddenly felt that Noel, a teammate who had always been enthusiastic and cheerful, was not without a cold and rational side. Sometimes even indifferent to cruel.

   "No wonder Lu Shu didn't like you in Praia's time." Yamada-choichi whispered: "You look at everyone like an ant, who doesn't get angry."

  Noel listened, his expression did not change, as if he acquiesced to Yamada Machiichi's words.

  There have always been contradictions in the team, but there is usually Su Mingan, which is not obvious. Once Su Mingan was unable to make a decision, several pointed contradictions would emerge.

  The church was silent for a while. In the room, there was only Xi Qingqing's voice:

   "...Little Shuai, you must stay awake in the end."

   "...Xiaoshuai, you have to remember who you are."

   She kept holding Su Ming'an's cold hand and muttered in a low voice. The division of labor among several people is very clear, Xi is in charge of assistance, and Nuoer and Che are in charge of vigilance.

   Even two minutes ago, Su Mingan chose to connect the emotional resonance device alone. His teammates quickly arrived spontaneously and took the initiative to complete the work of defense and support for him.

"Yamada, Violet, you also have a mission." Noel looked at the two of them: "Now that the signal is cut off, please go to the city to run errands and notify players with healing skills or spiritual skills to come here and stand by. Remember to To be honest. Don't release the news on a large scale, not many people know that Su Mingan is here. "

  Yamadacho nodded.

   He gave Su Mingan one last look, and when he turned around, he suddenly said:

"correct."

   "How is Noah?"

   He is a golden-haired man. Back then, the golden-haired saint in the sky made his heart instantly, and Noah today is no exception.

   He got no answer.

  Noel did not speak, nor did Violet.

   It wasn't until Yamada-cho was about to leave the church that he heard Violet's magnetic voice—

"he's good."

   "He will see him and his white bird friends, under the sunny garden behind the city, the spring that he bought with his life."

  …

   "click", the emotional resonance is turned on.

  Su Mingan leaned on the chair and closed his eyes.

   rustling, with slight vibrations rubbing against his auricles. Immediately afterwards, his five senses began to weaken, as if he had fallen into a sleep.

A strange emotion surged from his heart, he lowered his head, and his vision also drooped - it was as if he suddenly entered into Akto's body, and even sight, hearing, touch, and emerging emotions began. Similar.

   It turned out that watching Akto’s memories was an immersive experience.

  【Everything started from the cataclysm of the century. 】

  Su Ming'an heard such a voice - it came from his own mouth.

   He lowered his head and looked at his hands, which were Akto's hands, which were wider than his own. He is no longer from the perspective of a bystander. A strong emotion of sadness, regret, and despair rose from his body and grabbed his heart. This was Akto's emotion.

  He raised his head slightly, accepting Akto’s memory with all his heart—he needed to put his full empathy into it, experience everything that happened to Akto in those days, and make sure he didn’t miss any clues.

   As long as he can get out of his memory in the end, it is a perfect emotional empathy.

  …

  【January 1, the first year after the catastrophe】

   His field of vision began to appear, marking the date in the upper left corner.

  Asa Akto, to Sumingan, became "you", not "he".

   (end of this chapter)