MTL - First Player-Chapter 768 seven hundred and sixty seven

  Su Ming quietly looked at everything in front of him.

  The scarlet hose was like a flowing flame, obscuring his entire field of vision, and he could hear North Lissel's confessional cries in his ears.

  Even though he knew that North Liser might set a trap for him, but with the previous experience of Sen Kelstia and Yaowen, Su Mingan still wanted to try to believe in Bei Liser, maybe Bei Liser did not deceive him.

  However, when he didn't trust others, Sen and Yaowen made him realize that he had never been betrayed. After he chose to try to believe, what ushered in was betrayal again.

   "."

  Familiar emotional resonance came, and Su Mingan closed his eyes.

  Everything in front of my eyes is hazy, as if the joys and sorrows of all things are added to my body, and my ears are full of small whispers.

  He saw a valley. Birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, peach blossoms are in full bloom, and a young man with white hair and blue eyes is wading through the clear stream. His senses were gradually replaced by the emotional empathy from "Northern Lieser".

  The flames of war have not spread to the valley, this is many years ago.

   "—Xiaobei! When I recover my human body, I want to taste the taste of wine!" A man from water dispenser and home appliance came up, hugging Beiliser heavily with his metal arms.

  The home appliance people are all former friends of North Lissel. After their bodies were destroyed by the flames of war, they implanted their consciousness into home appliances and followed him to live.

   "I was only thirteen or fourteen years old before my consciousness was implanted in the water dispenser. I want to try things that minors can't touch after I recover my body." The water dispenser said in a muffled voice.

  Northern Lissel responded with a smile, "Okay. I will definitely let you return to human bodies, and I will definitely take you to live."

  He paused, looked at the distant sky, and promised: "I will definitely let you have a bright future."

   "Xiao Bei! Xiao Bei!"

  More and more home appliance people gathered around, they looked at Beiliser and surrounded him.

Just like a fairy tale, in the dinner party in the valley, people dancing around North Liser, the noise of "stinging la la", the electronic sound of mechanical synthesis, the accent of metal percussion...these sounds are combined, like a song Intertwined electronic music.

  For North Liesel, this is the sound of "life", which reassures it more than any other music.

  He moved his gaze, remembering the faces of every home appliance person in his heart. He knows that home appliances will break and be scrapped, and he needs enough energy to support them to survive.

   "Wait until I get home, okay?" he promised his friends.

  Then, the boy bid farewell to his monster friends with his heavy luggage on his back—like the beginning of a fairy tale, the handsome little prince walked out of the valley alone.

  The world of ruins is chaotic and cruel, and the creatures in this world are experiencing a catastrophe of civilization. There are bandits who have fallen into bandits everywhere, killing people and seizing treasures, or refugees who can't survive and wander around.

  The young man has traveled a long way. He has witnessed these things, watched them, and walked with the joys and sorrows of all things.

  There is no pity, no compassion, no resentment and sadness for the world in his eyes.

  Funny jokes can't make him smile; sad tragedies can't make him feel empathy;

Some people say that an extremely pure person is like a piece of ice that will not melt for thousands of years. Storms cannot destroy him, fire cannot burn him, and mosquitoes cannot gnaw him. There is only one goal.

   Asa Actor.

  In addition to collecting energy, the teenager just wants to find this person.

  Stepped on the soft lawn, stepped on the desert of different shades, stepped on the ice field flowing with crystal color, walked over the mountains, walked over the stream, and sent flowers to the cemetery of "False Actor".

  The young man walked like this, worn out thousands of cloth shoes, and his white hair grew and cut again. He returned to the valley again and again, put the energy down, and set off again and again.

  Because I don’t get tired or tired, I keep walking.

   Until one day, when North Lissel returned to the valley, he met an acquaintance, Lin Guang.

  Under the ginkgo tree, he saw Lin Guang raised his head, letting the golden ginkgo leaves fall on the edge of his light-colored pupils, Lin Guang

   Guang's face, which was regarded as a "demon" by outsiders, did not have a gloomy expression like mud, but was as simple as a newborn child. Home appliance people actually surrounded Lin Guang, the "devil", and listened to the "devil" telling stories.

   ""Why is this student crying?" asked a small green lizard as it ran past with its tail raised high.

   "He cried for a red rose. He couldn't find a red rose for courtship. So, I want to dedicate my love to his love by dyeing the white rose red with my blood." Nightingale told everyone.

  'For a red rose?' cried the little animals. , is really funny!,"

  Lin Guang told this story, his deep voice echoed in the valley, although the tone did not fluctuate. Home appliances people still listen with gusto.

  They listened to this story and said loudly:

   "For a red rose?"

   "How funny!"

"It's not a small price to buy a red rose with death. Whose life is not precious? Sitting in the green forest, watching the sun and the moon driving a golden carriage in the deep night sky, how happy it is ah!"

   "The student loves not the nightingale, but a beautiful girl. The nightingale is just a bird, and birds and humans are destined not to be together. Why does it die for the happiness of the students?"

  They chattered, expressing their incomprehension of Nightingale.

  Lin Guang placed his hand on his own chest, his eyes full of confusion "...but 'love is more precious than life, how can a bird's heart compare with a human's heart.'

  His expression became more confused, and there seemed to be a layer of mist between his pupils:

"so…"

   "Can you tell me what love is?"

   "—Lin Guang!" North Lissel's voice interrupted Lin Guang's thinking: "What are you doing in my valley? Get out of here!"

   "I'm traveling, I passed by here, so I came in to have a look." Lin Guang said. His body was also dusty, and his backpack was full of postcards and flute scores.

   They looked at each other like two sides of a mirror.

  On the one hand, he lives in the light, and lives with his companions who dote on him. He has lived in a paradise for decades, surrounded by strong love and friendship, and all he feels is doting and warmth.

  On the one hand, he lives in the dark and is a demon being shouted and beaten by everyone. He always feels only fear and disgust, and what he sees with his eyes is always the harsh winter.

  Although they also measure the earth with their feet and have a person in their hearts, everything they experience is completely different.

  One lives in spring, but the other survives in severe winter.

   “Get out of here, imitators are not welcome in my valley,” North Liesel said.

   "I'm just here to remind you, leave the valley as soon as possible, it's no longer safe here." Lin Guang said.

  Northern Lissel shook his head, even when facing Lin Guang who was hailed as a demon, his words were still polite: "Please leave."

  No one would believe Lin Guang. This name represents all negativity, sin, and mistakes in the world. Even if he tried to persuade him, it would be turned into a curse word.

"I have traveled to many places over the years, experienced the feelings of many people, and I understand many things." Lin Guang said slowly, "So, although your attitude makes me very angry, I will not kill you, otherwise the road Weiss will hate me. I won't persuade you to leave again, and letting you repent for your stupidity in the future is my favorite ending."

  Lin Guang left here.

  Northern Liser has stayed in the valley and never left.

  Two months later, countless mechanical armies surrounded the place, led by a **** with the appearance of "Asa Actor".

   "Su Ming'an, why are you here?" Bei Lissel raised his head and asked in confusion.

   "Northern Liser." The god's eyebrows and eyes revealed half-unspeakable tenderness. He stared at Bei Liser: "Come back to Doomsday City with me, I need you to help me set a trap."

   "Sorry, I refuse. There is a shortage of resources recently, and my home appliance companions are not in good condition. I want to accompany them." North Lissel said.

   "That's it."

  The **** is still smiling.

  The next moment, the mechanical army behind the gods, Qiqi

   Fired.

   Explosion, burning, tearing... The scorching strong wind tore up everything forcefully, trees collapsed, flowers and plants withered, and the appliances people who were talking just now turned into piles of broken metal piles.

  In the long **** wind, Bei Liser was still holding half an apple in his hand. At his feet, the water dispenser and home appliance fell to the side of the stream, shattered into fine metal pieces.

   “…”

  Northern Lissel was stunned.

   Soon, he roared loudly, crying and cursing, no different from those poor people in the outside world, tears squeezed his handsome features, and his pupils were full of dilated despair.

   Destroying a piece of ice that doesn't melt is also very simple, just start from the inside of him.

  —Destroy everything he cares about, destroy the things and emotions that sustain him, tear apart all the good things he can experience, and solidify him into a machine with only one goal, so that any hard ice will melt.

  The gods are obviously good at this. He is familiar with everything in this world, he even knows the habit of being afraid of heights in Northern Liser, so why can't he grasp the most vulnerable part of Northern Liser.

   "Explosion, sadness, extremely negative emotions...very good." The **** looked at the tearful Beiliser, and said with satisfaction, "Only such a strong emotional empathy can make him collapse."

   "You liar...you promised to protect my fellow home appliance guy." Beilissel cried, "No, you are not Su Mingan, you are not like him, you..."

  The **** walked slowly to his side.

   "Who do you think I am?" He whispered in North Lissel's ear, like a demon harvesting souls.

  Northern Lissel stared at him.

   “…”

   During the long-term staring, the valley was silent.

  The eyes of the two met, Bei Lissel's pupils trembled for a moment, and his eyes gradually changed from fear and despair to relief. Finally, he hung his head.

"In a few days it will be... Fuyuan Festival. I want to live, please don't destroy my consciousness." North Lissel whispered, "But if the destruction of the ruined world cannot be stopped, at the last moment, please put My body is buried here."

   "Let's go." Said the god.

  Northern Lissel was locked in the central dignitaries building, waiting for the end of the trap.

  Sitting in the empty hall, he would often hold the remains of those companions and cry, crying and falling asleep. In his dream, he was still living in that beautiful valley, and his companions sang songs around him. Their mixed voices were more beautiful than the most beautiful music in the world, and they were the voices that resonated with his soul.

  —But the resonance is gone.

   Not anymore.

  When Cinderella rejected the fairy who helped her, no one cared about the misfortune of a castle maid.

  During the half-dream and half-awake state, this kind of illusion made him particularly addicted. Because it is painful to wake up, and the heart hurts like a needle prick.

  So sleep forever.

   "...One day, you will come back."

"return…"

"return…"

  Even if he is insane, he can get illusory happiness, which is enough to comfort his broken heart.

  Because he won't get tired and burnout, so he will keep waiting. From day to night, from night to the next day.

  The ice melted, the mirrors of spring and winter turned, and he finally experienced gloom, anger, sadness and despair—these are the emotions that Lin Guang has been experiencing.

   Sitting on the cold ground, his heart was filled with crazy and violent negative emotions, and his pupils were gradually covered by distortion.

   There was only one thought in his head.

   Wait.

   Wait.

  You have to remember that there is a man named Bei Liser waiting for you to come back.

  —Maybe one day, that person will really come back.

—

   "Sir!!"

   "Su Mingan!"

   "Boom—!"

  The soldiers and players finally cleared the obstacles on the stairs and rushed up to this floor.

  After the loud sound of breaking the door, all figures rushed into the hall, thousands of them in number. In an instant, the ice-white scene was replaced by black, gray and brown.

  The number of colors is full.

  People saw—in the center of the hall, a boy with white hair and blue eyes covered in tears. The boy with white hair stared at the ground blankly, as if he had fallen into a hallucination again.

   And the weird scarlet hoses around him tightly wrapped around a person, and the entangled hoses squeezed that person's body, revealing his peacefully sleeping face.

   "Sir!" people shouted.

  His eyes were closed, more peaceful than when he was awake, reminiscent of a slow-flowing stream on the hills. It seemed that no sound could penetrate his ears. His thin body is too fragile compared to the giant hose.

   Just when people were about to rush up, there were sudden sounds of lighting up lights from all around.

"Da da da."

   Around the gloomy hall, the lights are lit up in order from near to far. For a moment, the bright glare made people squint their eyes.

   "—Welcome here, everyone."

  On the edge of the circular fence in the hall, a figure slowly appeared.

  He was wearing a crisp white suit. Even though the facial features are extremely clear under the light, it makes people feel that his whole body is still covered with a vague veil.

  He looked at everyone with a smile, but his eyes were cold, as if he was looking at a group of ants that were doomed to perish.

   "...God." Noel, who was at the front, pointed his blue rose cane at him, and said coldly:

   "Release people."