MTL - First Player-Chapter 819 818

  Chapter 819 Chapter Eight Hundred and Eighteen·"TE·All Things Revive (13

  Su Mingan has long been used to facing people's eyes.

  When he stood at the only bright spot in the pitch-black world, all eyes were gathered as it should be. Whether it's admiration, envy, admiration, or hatred.

   "The city lord said he wanted to use the dawn system to exchange the survival of 100 million people in our world?" Residents whispered among the blocks.

   "The existing population is more than 2.8 billion. The probability of survival is one in twenty-eighth. No matter how you look at it, it is not my turn."

   "2.8 billion, only keep 100 million? Then I will definitely not be able to survive."

"this…"

  Among the billowing dark clouds, Su Mingan seemed to be standing in the center of the storm. When he raised his head high, an excited voice came from above the sky:

   "Are you serious? Akto, I can be the first to promise you that I will leave the lives of 100 million people in the ruined world. You can decide on this survival list."

  Before Su Mingan spoke, another different voice sounded from the sky:

   "Akto, choose me, I can also agree to this bet, and make equal bets with 100 million people with the Dawn system. I promise not to hurt your 100 million people."

   "I was the first to promise Aktor, and Aktor should promise me." The previous voice sounded.

"No, whoever chooses depends on his own wishes. Akto, if you make a deal with me, it's okay to increase the number of survivors to 110 million. The conditions I give you are even more favorable, you should choose to be with me. cooperate."

  Su Mingan listened to the conversation between the two on the sky.

  He glanced down, there was a low pressure in the air, the heavy rain completely wet his icy robe, he put down his bruised hand, and put his five fingers on the warm baby, where the temperature had already disappeared.

  The streets and alleys of the city-state were crowded with people, even people hiding in the houses came out to watch this scene. Everyone looked bewildered and helpless. Elderly man holding child's hand, young couple embracing each other. They are like lambs waiting to be judged, waiting for their "god" to negotiate with the "god" of another civilization.

  Among the black mist, bursts of dim red light flickered, that was the thousands of mechanical armies that had already fallen into dormancy. They fell to the ground like the remains of civilization.

   "Asa Actor. Choose me, and I will treat your people well." The previous voice promised.

   "Asa Actor. Choose me, and I can increase the survival limit of 10 million people." The follow-up voice followed.

   "Asa Actor. I think I also have the capital to trade with you. If you need food and heating, I can provide them to you after the war..."

   "Asa Actor..."

   More and more voices followed, like hyenas scrambling for prey.

  Hearing these greedy voices, Su Mingan hooked the corners of his lips upwards, and then quickly lowered them down.

   "Su Mingan, stop. I can make the same promise to you. If you want 100 million people to survive, I can promise you too." At this moment, the **** finally spoke.

   "A Du." Su Mingan shouted, interrupting the god's words.

   "Here we come, An-chan!" Ah Du's image quickly emerged from the watch.

   "Isn't there a game in your function? Open , you need voice control." Su Mingan said.

   "Huh?" Ah Du looked at the situation... This situation, no matter how you look at it, doesn't look like a situation suitable for playing games. It glanced at the rolling black sky above, then at the tall buildings below, and finally opened timidly.

  A virtual screen appeared in front of Su Mingan, with a voice-activated operating system.

   "Su Ming'an, what do you mean?" the **** said.

   "For you to play." Su Mingan said: "You have nothing to do here, go play games."

   "..." The **** was silent for a while: "There is no need to use this method to try to provoke me."

   "You are very unwilling." Su Mingan said.

  Although the two stand against each other, Su Mingan believes that if he himself stood in the position of a god, he would do the same thing—for the survival of his own civilization, at all costs, even to plunder other civilizations. The gods have invaded the world of ruins for so long, and now they only need the final harvest, but the fruits of victory will be stolen by others. Of course, the gods are not reconciled.

   "You think I'm not reconciled because they want to fight for my position?" said the god.

   "Isn't it?" Su Mingan said.

   Shenming paused for a while, and seemed to be inhaling.

  When he spoke, his tone was much lower:

"The first person to talk to you is a conspiracy careerist. He acted recklessly in my civilization and killed thousands of people who opposed him. He was once under the control of a large organization, and when he developed his own They backhandedly killed everyone in that large organization, even a newborn baby."

"The second person who talks to you is a vain woman. She always uses civilization and righteousness as a guise to brainwash those who think they are upright. People who follow her are like a group of religious fanatics. Anyone who opposes them will be punished. Considered a heretic, persecuted to death."

"The third person who talks to you is my mother. She is a madman. She thinks that if she controls me, she controls the entire civilization. She just wants to be the person in power, and she doesn't want to take responsibility and obligations. In her eyes, only control and desire over me."

   "So, Su Mingan—should I be willing? Give the future of my civilization to these people?"

  Su Mingan was slightly taken aback.

  I don't know why, when he heard the cold words of the gods, he thought for a moment that he was the one who would say such words.

  —Should I be willing?

  —Give the future of my civilization to these people?

  Due to the high brightness of the building, his field of vision was completely white, and the ground under his feet shone like diamonds.

   "..."

  He tried to look down, but he could only see the thick night fog. The streets were out of sight, and the hundreds of thousands of people who were obscured. At this time, his every word, every inch of his concession, every decision will affect the lives of hundreds of millions of people.

  The combined weight of these people is enough to crush anyone.

   "God, you are not reconciled." Su Mingan said softly, "But I am not reconciled either."

   "What are you not reconciled to? Why are you not reconciled? Why do you want to bear the responsibility of civilization?" God slowed down his tone:

"Su Ming'an, when you hand over the dawn system to those people, you will have no chance to fight back. When [Tawei] officially enters the ruined world, the fate of the 100 million of you can only be driven to the edge of the world, exiled, and Oppressed and regarded as inferior people. Those people can cut your flesh with soft knives, slowly starve you to death, or use years of technical and class crushing to rule you and make you slaves."

"At that time, will you get the gratitude of the 100 million people who survived? Maybe, but most people will definitely hate you, abuse you, and even want to kill you. Every second of life is torture for them, But the righteousness of 'survival of civilization' requires them to live and reproduce, and then let their descendants become inferior people for generations. They have been bullied and oppressed for a lifetime with the hope of revitalizing civilization."

"And you will be the one who suffers the most. Without the Dawn system, what do you take as their 'god'? When someone starts to regret, and someone starts to rebel in the desperate situation of extreme hunger, pointing their anger at you who made the decision in the first place—what do you take? What to appease them? They don't care if you saved 100 million of their lives, they just think you killed the other 2.7 billion."

   "This is civilization, this is human nature. Su Mingan."

   "You're only nineteen, you're under no obligation to make this decision. Just let it go."

  After the **** finished speaking, there was silence in Su Mingan's ears.

  The ears were frozen unconscious, with unmelted ice hanging from them. Su Mingan raised his wrist bit by bit, his eyes fixed on the six lines on the back of his hand, and stared at it for a long time.

  "Nineteen years old." Su Mingan said: "Akto was also nineteen years old when he died in the fire of the people."

   "So you're going to be him?" said the god, "To be a fleeting dawn?"

   "No." Su Mingan shook his head:

   "The dawn has its origin."

   "I will not be Dawn itself."

  …

  【Eden Bionic Core Laboratory】

  【198km from Central Building】

  A khaki-colored shadow passed through the mechanical wall to block it, rushed through one mechanism after another, and blasted open any coded doors that could not be cracked with fire. After a violent breakthrough, Su Rin arrived at an ice-white room.

   This is the Eden Bionic Core Laboratory located on the edge of the city of measurement. Su Lin pushed open the door and saw rows of sealed hibernation cabins that looked like wooden stakes.

  He opened these hibernation chambers in turn, until the eighth hibernation chamber was about to be opened, and the dawn system emerged behind him.

   "Trespasser, you do not have permission to enter here, please leave here." Dawn system said.

  Su Lin ignored the dawn system, he directly opened the hibernation cabin, and saw a sleeping body in the cabin. This body was quietly soaked in the bright green liquid, with drooping hair and closed eyes.

   "Trespasser, I repeat, you do not have permission to enter, please leave here." The dawn system floated to his side.

  Su Lin still ignored it.

He stared at the body, and said in a low voice: "So that's how it is... This is the manufacturing method of the 'quantum ghost'. Through high fever, severe cold and other stimulating methods, people's consciousness will suffer great pain, so that the consciousness will escape from the body and integrate into the low-level environment. Dimensions that have been left in advance, thus creating an electronic ghost that does not exist in any dimension visible to the naked eye. And the Dawn Code is the vacancy that has been left in advance.”

  He carried the body out of the hibernation cabin, and the golden light fluctuated around him. The next moment, the body disappeared, and he didn't know where he hid it.

   After finishing all this, he raised his head: "Dawn System, I have a question."

  Dawn system: "…"

Su Lin said: "Collective unconsciousness refers to the universal human spirit of countless similar experiences retained by heredity. It is a possibility, accumulated in the human brain organization in the form of an unclear memory, more like Primal imagery or distant echoes of primordial human consciousness. Dawn system, have you heard of this concept of a collective unconscious?"

  Dawn System: "Trespasser, I have no obligation to answer your question."

  Su Lin said: "I seem to vaguely understand your form of existence. Liming system, if I guessed correctly, [Tawei] will have a similar you."

  Dawn System said: "I can't understand your words. In the words of you players, your current behavior can be summed up in one word, that is, 'Riddler'."

  Su Lin smiled, closed the hibernation hatch, and left the Garden of Eden. The dawn system stood still and watched him go away. Its eyes were mixed with white light, and finally calmed down slowly.

  …

  【Pingge Hospital in Outer City】

  【12km from Central Building】

   "I regret to inform you that your type 2 rose blood syndrome is in an advanced stage."

  In the white space, the doctor slowly pushes a sickness notice to the patient:

   "There is currently no effective treatment plan for this disease, and it can only delay the time of death. If you buy a special medicine, a course of treatment is seven days, and each course of treatment is 10 hex, and you should be able to live for a few more months."

   "My monthly income is not even 1 hex." The patient replied softly: "If I die, how long can I live? You just say it, it doesn't matter."

The doctor shook his head: "It's already at an advanced stage, the organs of the whole body are rapidly deteriorating, the lungs can't breathe, and you can live up to two months. You have delayed treatment for too long. You should have come to the hospital as early as when you first started coughing... But Even if it is the initial medicine, 1 tail hyacinth is not enough."

   "Thank you, doctor." The patient stood up politely and bowed: "You are also amazing to be able to persist in working at this time."

"Maybe I can't live for two months, so I have to die today." The doctor said with a wry smile, "If the city lord really succeeds in negotiating with [Tawei], 100 million people can survive, and if the two sides share the same technology, say Maybe your illness will be cured. [Tawei]’s medical level must be much better than ours.”

   "..." The patient turned and left the room, holding her illness notice.

   "The cat in my arms is quite cute." The doctor said later.

   "Thank you." The patient replied politely.

   There is a cold white corridor in front of him. Walking in such a corridor and smelling the smell of disinfectant, the patient feels as if he is in a white vortex. You can't see the end, and you can't go to the end. Life seems like this kind of corridor, and you don't know which door will end.

  There are many people around her who have seen the doctor. They dare not go out of the hospital. They sit at the door like a camp, looking at the black mist outside the door.

   "If [Tawei] can get along with us, there will be a treatment plan for my illness." A gray-haired old man next to him has a sick face.

   "Who doesn't want to live?" Another patient said: "But according to this probability, even if you survive, your family will be torn apart. Is there any point in living like this?"

"I don't understand any civilized bets. Anyway, my grandson has to live to carry on the family line. If my grandson is not among the 100 million people chosen by the city lord, I will rush out, rush to the central building, and kill him head-on, blood splashing on him. " said an old lady in a cotton-padded jacket.

  At this time, everyone suddenly heard a "didi" sound from the back of the neck.

  (end of this chapter)