Chapter 1409 Chapter 61 "Su Mingan, Who Is It?"
No. 14 Su Mingan, who is it? "
"The first point." Si Que said the price without hesitation:
"Your little world has not yet formed a stable order. If the Zhai people and the Rawasha people hide in, it will be difficult for you to control the order."
"Many casual players are extremely weak, and some powerful dragons, demons, and undead will eat players without scruples. And players can no longer be resurrected."
"This would create a horrific disaster."
Su Mingan lowered his eyelids.
Indeed, many players lack combat effectiveness. If they lose the protection of the rules and the means to upgrade, they cannot protect themselves.
"Second." Si Que raised his second finger:
"Do you still remember your experience of becoming a new 'god' in the tenth world?"
"The gods cannot hear everyone's cries, when a world is reduced to human rule. The gods of Playa's Cloud City, the gods of the old world... you will become them."
"One of your random actions may cause disaster to the entire world. No matter how good your intentions are, sooner or later you will be alienated, polluted, and deconstructed by the huge power, and become a terrifying existence that you don't even recognize. Human life, It will gradually turn into dust in your eyes.”
"You might even arrange or kill your companions for the sake of the overall situation of the world."
Su Mingan was silent.
"Third. And the most important point." Si Que raised his third finger:
"If you choose to escape into the small world with everyone, it means you have completely given up on the world game."
"We still don't know the nature and purpose of the World Game. We can't even tell whether there will be more crazy destruction after leaving the World Game."
"We will pass by the truth, give up the power to know everything, and wander in the universe in confusion from now on until the destined end."
“This is the price of abandoning the ‘unknown’ and choosing the ‘known’.”
Su Mingan's nails had dug into her palms, showing blue-white crescent marks.
He slowly closed his eyes, fighting fiercely in his heart.
"The last point." Si Que raised his fourth finger. When he said this, his golden pupils trembled:
"...You will be forgotten."
Su Ming'an suddenly raised his head, loosened his palms, and ten crescent moon marks left deep marks.
A colorful whale swims by, and under the wisteria flowers, a young man wearing an ocher-colored dome beret shows a velvety light expression:
"Mr. Lighthouse, you have all the Zhai people as your [faith] and "devour" as your [authority]. I have accumulated some energy over the long years and can give it to you. The fifth seat and the eleventh seat will also be given to you. You have some energy. By combining the power of the two worlds, your [energy] should be almost enough."
"But you don't have the strength to retain emotions after becoming a god. Just like in the tenth world... you will be forgotten."
"After becoming a high-dimensional person, you cannot return to your hometown. Just like a ghost, you can only float outside the world barrier and overlook everyone. You can no longer meet people, nor can you hug them in person."
"You will float alone in the universe, in eternal exile. No one remembers your name, and no one knows what you have given for the world. Yueyue, Lu Shu, Nuo'er, Lin Yin... will all forget you. Around them, There will always be a void.”
"——'Su Mingan', who is it?"
"Eternal loneliness, no one to talk to. And, in order to protect the small world, you cannot choose to die. You can only live, live forever."
"You will be alone in the darkness for eternity."
Su Mingan felt a slight fear in his heart.
He knew, he had known it before... He was truly afraid. Same now.
After Si Que finished talking about all the costs, he lowered his arms and lowered his eyes to the sky, as if waiting for Su Ming'an's answer.
Just like a few days ago, he asked Su Mingan to choose three desserts. He never interferes, interrupts, or induces, leaving the choice entirely to Su Ming'an.
This is a decision that only Su Mingan can make.
"I thought..." Suddenly, Su Mingan raised the corners of his lips, but with a hint of bitterness: "I thought this would require your life as the price..."
Si Que laughed, without any tendency in his tone: "If this is really the case, then I'm still afraid of death."
Su Ming'an said: "None of your sentences involve your ending. After I leave with the little world, where will you go?"
"Now it's your choice." Si Que took half a step back, lowered his ocher beret, and a few purple hair rippled on the side of his face: "Don't worry about someone who is not from your hometown."
Wow, wow——
The wind was so loud.
The golden road goes on and on. Golden leaves fell all over the ground, and Su Mingan stood at the intersection for a long time.
Both roads were not yet polluted by footprints.
He looked far away and thought of the first and second points that Si Que said... If the Zhai people and the Luowasha people were really allowed to live together, then it would probably be a bloody disaster.
Even Su Ming'an was eaten here and there, could other Zhai Xing people be spared? Those angels, demons, bugs, vampires, undead and dragons have no regard for human life at all, and a breath of dragon breath can kill thousands of people.
Only one billion Zhai Xing people participated in the world game. How should the remaining six billion people resist?
I am afraid that within a few years, only powerful creatures will be left in the small world. The weak eat the strong, natural selection—but Darwin should not apply to the human world.
Of course, there is a cold approach that can perfectly avoid risks, which is to prevent the Luovasha people from entering the small world and only protect the Zhai Xing people. But in this way, Su Ming'an and Si Que became enemies, and it was difficult to guarantee that Si Que would have no means of counterattack.
As for the third point mentioned by Si Que, it is indeed cause for concern, but it is not fatal.
The fourth point is not worth worrying about. If the "price" to be paid was only the fourth point, Su Mingan would probably agree in a second. This second was the short moment he mourned for himself.
"You ask me, should I pick up the eraser (to start the Great Reset and move towards the unknown future), or should I pick up the pen (to ascend the dimension immediately and move towards the known exile)." Su Mingan raised his head and said:
"Can you embody both of them in me?"
Si Que raised his eyebrows when he heard this, his palms shone with golden light, and soon, a quill pen and an eraser appeared in his palms.
He didn't understand what Su Ming'an was going to do, so he stretched out his hand and put the quill and eraser into Su Ming'an's hand.
Su Mingan first picked up the eraser and swung it towards the starry sky.
"Crack, crash, crash."
As he expected, Si Que's dream of black water was indeed drawn. The vast starry sky is painted, the transparent whale is painted, and the colorful white sand is also painted. This is a dreamland drawn by Si Que himself.
Su Mingan picked up the eraser and wiped it a few times, erasing the vast and dark starry sky, leaving only a blank space.
"...?" Si Que opened his eyes wide.
The two of them stood under the blank space, and the pure white stretched to the end of the horizon.
"Mr. Lighthouse, what are you..." Si Que said.
Su Ming'an didn't speak, then he raised his quill, using the blank sky as a curtain, and wrote a few big words:
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[Sique Olivers, stupid. 】
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Then, Su Mingan waved his quill pen and painted quickly. Soon, the blue sky and pure white clouds appeared on the blank space. The brushstrokes were green, but they were a beautiful blue sky and white clouds.
The dark, vast, lonely, and deep starry sky was erased by the eraser, and was painted into a bright, azure, pure, and beautiful blue sky and white clouds by Su Mingan's pen.
Su Mingan looked up and smiled:
"I want to use an eraser to erase the darkness and unknown, and I want to use a pen to create a smooth and safe ending."
"I'm going to start the Great Reset and go on an unknown path. I'll also take everyone away and exile in the universe after I'm sure I can't turn back."
"Actually, I'm still looking forward to the fact that there is a third way for me to choose. But this time, I see that your finger is not pointing at yourself, which is a pity."
"Mr. Magpie, I am a daredevil, a greedy madman, a mentally ill and crazy enthusiast. I always pursue a better way willingly, even if in the eyes of others, I am naive, even madness."
"Please be prepared to flee the universe with me at any time, and I will also contact the fifth seat Spark and the eleventh seat in advance. If things go wrong, we will rush to the universe."
"But before that..."
He threw up his pen and eraser again:
"——Let's go crazy first. Bet on a better outcome."
A laugh escaped from Si Que's throat. He raised his right hand and caught the pen and eraser accurately with a "pop" sound.
There is still heat in the barrel of the pen and the eraser, as if you can smell the smell of burnt firewood.
A fine flame burns in the chest, or burns the world to the color of the heart.
"……All right."
Mr. Magpie of Rovasha smiled and nodded:
“Idealists are such lunatics.”
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"Mr. Lighthouse, after this big reset, you are no longer 'Su Liujin' or 'Si Que', but yourself." Si Que said, "You will completely act as your own identity. , Rampant Rovasa.”
Now, Su Ming'an already has the capital and ability, and does not borrow other people's identities.
——He is "the old god Asastor, the leader of the old days, the torch of the wasteland, the lord of the dawn one hundred and two years ago, and the god of the clouds in Praia ten thousand years later."
——He is Su Mingan.
"When will the next big reset start?" Su Mingan asked. Due to the chaotic time flow, the starting time of each major reset is unstable. Sometimes it starts with the Second Age, sometimes it starts with the Fourth Age. The eighth great reset he experienced this time started from the fourth era.
"The next time will be the year 154 of the Second Era." Si Que said:
"This is the perfect time."
"At this time, I was 18 years old, and the Creator Competition was in full swing."
"It should be noted that this is not the first time this has happened, but the 3029th major reset, so everything will conflict with my memory."
"I am no longer a young little magpie, but have become "Squire Olivis", the strongest creator admired by the entire Rovasa, and a new dictator in the literary world."
"People blindly praise me, believe in me, and pursue me. Even my fallacies have been learned by countless people. People's love for me is fanatical and pathological."
"Mr. Lighthouse."
Si Que lowered his eyelids and chuckled:
"I welcome you, in the name of those who come after me, to surpass me, overthrow me, run over me, and cover all of me."
"My story is over."
"Go write...your own story."
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Su Mingan rummaged through the grid of his backpack and found his notes before the start of the Eleventh World.
The handwriting at that time is still clear, and the words are full of past thoughts.
Opening the red book cover, a line of titles shines:
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[For how to turn the tables·Su Mingan Edition]
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[First, complete all levels perfectly]
[Complete all levels perfectly is still the most stable way. ]
[Difficulty: ★★★★★]
[Safety: ★★★★★]
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[Second, small world]
[As long as my small world grows up, it can become a new civilization. But if all Zhaixing people enter the small world, I will become the only god, and even take a path similar to Dieying. At that time... I will really become Dawn. ]
[Difficulty: ★★★★]
[Safety: ★★★★]
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[Third, ask for help from the world game]
[If the world game has consciousness, maybe it favors me. ]
[Difficulty: ★★★]
[Safety: ★★★]
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