Chapter 1429 Chapter 81 "Extra Story" "Sunny Day in H City (Part 1)"

Extra 142"·"The Sunny Sky in H City (Part 1)"

An unknown voice floated in Su Mingan's ears:

"Su Ming'an only has one time...can't..."

"It doesn't matter. I'll pay the price for this extra time."

"Second seat, you...are you awake?"

"Well, the real me has woken up. Looking at Luo Vasha's situation, Su Ming'an gets along well with the 'future me' and has become a good friend...Okay, I will pay the price. Please let Su Ming'an become 'awake' again. "

"Do you accept the price of doing this?"

"It's just letting me move towards my determined destiny. As for Su Mingan, he still has a bright future. He should move towards the ending he wants. My path has ended here long ago, but he is different."

"..."

"Don't feel sorry for me, Bo Long. I know you have also sacrificed a lot. I have sacrificed so much for Su Mingan, not because of sentimental factors such as friendship, but simply because I think he is the person who can best end all this, and I recognize him His qualities and abilities, so I tried my best to give him another chance, a chance... to bring the 'Book of the Universe' to its end, and a chance for all of us to be liberated."

"..."

"...Okay, I've paid the price, so that's all. In addition, I also want to sincerely wish him..."

…

"[Su Mingan.]"

"[May you be born great and do justice.]"

"[May you lift all the shackles, chaos and entropy that shackle the soul.]"

"[May you never lose your ambitions, ideals and blessings from others.]"

"[May you no longer become the regret of missing out, the ideal that cannot be realized, the fragmented wish, the reality that has been compromised by hitting a wall, the broken promise, the best friend destined to be separated, the fire bearer left in the night, the night before dawn, the weeping blood The nightingale, the dimmed morning star, the broken pride, the end of the century, the lament in the middle of the crowd."

"[May prosperity last forever and blessings be boundless.]"

"[May the rivers never turn and may all generations be honored.]"

"【thus.】"

"[As a dear friend.]"

"[May you be embraced by all the warmth and happiness in the world.]"

"[May you belong to all the softness and friendship in the world.]"

"[May you move towards an ending where you have no regrets.]"

"[May you be happy. Su Ming'an.]"

"Okay, Su Mingan... wake up."

…

When I opened my eyes, I saw the familiar ceiling.

There are bright yellow wooden chairs, hangers with black windbreakers, wooden cabinets with two-dimensional posters, small silver TV trophies on the table, and the computer screen maintains the lock screen interface...

Su Mingan slowly opened his eyes, his vision was hazy.

After gradually seeing everything around him clearly, the chaos in his mind gradually faded away, and he regained consciousness little by little.

The next moment, he sat up like a pinball, clutching the quilt tightly, and his heart seemed to be tightened instantly.

"...System!" he called.

He recognized this as his home, and his last memory was of being stabbed through the chest and killed by the Lord of the End of All Things who suddenly came. Logically speaking, when his body died, he would either transfer his consciousness to his clone, or trigger a death relapse. It is impossible to appear in such a situation!

The most terrifying thing is,

What has been with him for more than half a year and has been in his field of vision from beginning to end - [Health] and [Mana] in the upper left corner, [World Channel] and [Team Channel] in the lower left corner, and [Live Broadcast] in the upper right corner Time], [Barrage Management], [Popularity], including [Backpack Column], [Pet Column], [Skill Column]...all disappeared!

The field of vision is clean, without any trace of the game.

He had never encountered such a situation before, even in the most terrifying situation, these game elements never left him. Now it's almost as if he has returned to his original world and has ended everything.

Su Mingan got out of bed and found that he was wearing the same clothes as the day the game started, and his shoes were in good condition.

"The live broadcast room is open!"

"The barrage is on!"

He shouted, but there was no response.

He opened the door and walked out.

——There is a rush of traffic and people coming and going.

It was early in the morning, and a ray of red rising sun quietly emerged from the horizon, flowing out a golden color like wheat waves, covering City H like a light smoke. Rows of high-rise buildings are broken up by window panes, like pieces of golden fish scales tightly embracing each other.

Office workers and students rush to the subway station, and the smell of egg-filled pancakes and roasted sweet potatoes floats in the air.

The traffic lights flashed alternately, and the light passed through the sunlight mist woven by the exhaust gas and fell on Su Ming'an as he walked out of the community. He looked left and right, out of tune with the busy people.

"Personal information! Backpack column! Skill column!" He called as he walked.

The park man who got up for a jog in the morning looked at him strangely. Students in twos and threes glanced at him, laughed, and muttered:

"...What are you shouting?"

"...take a video? It should be that kind of humiliating challenge, not knowing where the camera is."

"...I shoot videos early in the morning. Today's Douyin bloggers are so dedicated."

"...I don't know if you're a high school student or a college student. It's easy if you don't rush to work early in the morning."

Su Ming'an ignored the others, raised his right hand and took a look... Fortunately, the mark of perfect clearance was still there. The two flowers "Swallow" and "Faith" on the collarbone are also present. However, he tried to send out space vibrations, but was unable to do so.

"The abilities belonging to the gods are all there, but the abilities belonging to the players cannot be used, such as space vibration and annihilation. Is it gone..." Su Mingan clenched his fists repeatedly, and even annihilation was silent.

He should not be dead. Could he have fallen into an illusion created by a high-dimensional being? But how to explain that his live broadcast room is gone?

Is the world game really over? So after the final settlement, some abilities are retained and some abilities disappear. This seems to be the only reasonable explanation.

As for these passers-by, they are probably the remaining six billion people who were not selected to enter the world game. Or, there is a perfect passer-by other than him who made a wish to maintain the order after the end, so that everyone forgets the memory of the world game. But he has become a god, so he has not forgotten.

...Is that so?

He stood on the road, looking at the busy traffic. People doing morning exercises were running energetically, young people wearing headphones were listening to audio books, and school buses were whizzing past in front of him... He vaguely saw a black-haired girl with a white bow, drinking steaming soy milk and reading a book in the car.

For a moment, he actually had an unrealistic fantasy... If his conjecture was correct, the world game was really over, and people lived their daily lives, how wonderful it would be.

No need to wander the universe, no need to be wiped out, no need to reincarnate endlessly.

Although, compared with the vast and grand story before, such an ending seems extremely ordinary, not in line with the broad sense of cognition, and the degree of excitement does not seem to match the displacement along the way. No one knows what happened in the end, and no one thanks Su Mingan. So many questions were buried, and there is no longer a wonderful answer that makes people feel hearty... But for Su Mingan, he is willing to have such an ending.

But who paid the price?

Who led to this result?

"..." Su Mingan walked forward, and he began to feel the temperature and humidity of the surrounding air with anticipation, and felt the freshness of the water vapor and the fragrance of the flowers. He finally began to understand how warm the first ray of sunshine in the morning was, and the popularity around him made him want to cry... Everything he had felt and had not felt fell into his arms.

Cherish and precious, like a fleeting dream.

"By the way, Yueyue, Lu Shu..." Su Mingan felt a vague expectation and fear in his heart. He and his companions had considered meeting after the world game ended, so they agreed on a way to meet - after the world game, come to his city, wait by the largest business district with a bouquet of flowers in hand.

Since the mobile phone number may be invalid and the network communication may not be smooth, this is the most primitive way of reunion they agreed on.

Just like now, Su Mingan couldn't dial Yueyue's mobile phone number, and she didn't reply when he knocked on QQ.

He wanted to fly directly to the business district, but he was afraid of bringing waves to the ordinary world, so he still adopted the most primitive method - taking the subway.

The moment he stepped on the subway, he lowered his head and showed a bitter smile that no one could see in the crowd.

... What is he expecting?

Obviously, this is either a fantasy dream or a high-dimensional trap. How could there be such a sudden and beautiful ending. But he couldn't find a way to get out of it for the time being, so he could only whimsically hope that all this was true.

——Will there be another "Asa Actor" of Zhai Xing, who paid the price of exile in the universe for him and restored peace?

No. This person should be him.

He should be the one who bears everything in the end, not an unexpected person. Otherwise, it would be too abrupt and too dramatic. If the Supreme Lord who was watching the situation were to evaluate it, I am afraid he would definitely give this development a very long bad review. The "time and space recorder" that He expected should have a grand ending with many twists and turns, but it should not have such an anticlimactic ending.

"The next stop is Lianshangqu Station..."

Following the flow of people, Su Mingan walked out. However, he noticed that people often pointed at him and even secretly took pictures of him.

...Does anyone still remember me? Is it because the memory is not clear?

His heartbeat slowed down for a moment, and he quietly pricked up his ears to eavesdrop on what they were saying.

"......So handsome."

"......The boy is so handsome, Ah Qian must like this."

"......Look at that boy! He feels so special, take a picture quickly, shh..."

"......When I see him, I feel like I see a statue of a god... What's going on..."

Su Mingan was full of black lines.

His SS+ charm seems to be still there, which is a huge lethality to ordinary people. I'm afraid that if he becomes a star, he will become a household name in a few days, and even become popular all over the world.

His previous worries were indeed over-concerned. Even if he has no skills to rely on, he will not starve to death in this era.

He took the elevator and received countless looks along the way. Someone even whispered to him if they could take a photo.

"......Can I take a photo with you?" A shy girl with a ponytail came over, holding a Polaroid camera. There was also a best friend next to her who was looking around.

"Sure." Su Mingan agreed.

After the photo was taken, the girl thanked him repeatedly and wanted his WeChat. But he suddenly said seriously:

"Do you know who you are taking a photo with?"

The girl looked shy and was at a loss for a moment. After a while, she said timidly: "...I don't know." After a moment, she bit her lip and plucked up the courage to test: "You are not very old, you look younger than me, are you a college student nearby?"

"No." Su Mingan shook his head and said seriously: "I am the savior."

The girl and her bestie were stunned.

She forgot to take the photos in her hand.

"Do you remember? The previous experience." Su Mingan tried to ask something: "I was a savior for a while, and finally there was a big black snow..."

The two shook their heads, thinking that he just liked to make up stories.

"...You like the second dimension, right? I like it too, let's add WeChat..." The girl was persistent with him.

After declining the second dimension, Su Mingan walked forward in silence.

The sun fell on him, and he remembered in a trance... The gods had shown him the ending simulation of [HE·After Returning Home]. At that time, H City was in a continuous heavy rain, but now, it is a bright sunny day.

Has the rain stopped?

Stop at the red light, go at the green light. He walked forward with the crowded crowd, as if his soul had left his body and flew quietly to the sky.

He walked silently, as if he was walking in an ideal that did not exist.

——Until.

He saw a person by the river at the edge of the business district.

He was standing there holding a bunch of white daisies.

——Someone is waiting for him.

——Someone is really waiting for him.

His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and his steps unnoticed quickened. He swung his arms and strode forward, revealing a vague expectation and fear——

A white figure, wearing a white cat-ear hat, holding a chocolate bar in his mouth.

Seeing him approach, she slowly tilted her head, revealing her fluttering black hair.

"——Do you like this ending?" She whispered:

"If you like, I can make everyone stop waking up, and prevent the story from going to the unknown and death."

"Everything is frozen here, which may not be a bad result."

"... Ming An."

The wind moves, the water moves.

The autumn wind on the last day of September blew up the golden willows, and her hair corresponded with the distant branches in an uneven manner, as if a sound like blood flow and a symphony of fate sounded.

They looked at each other a few steps apart, and the thin sun dragged across a golden dividing strip.

——Until the girl turned around completely, holding a bouquet of white daisies, her pupils seemed to carry stars. Black hair fluttered in front of her forehead, and her dark eyes were as clear as yesterday.

"Ding--!"

The tallest building in the business district rang the hourly time.

The wind also grew stronger at this moment. The willows on the river and the ripples on the water all flowed into her eyes in the sparkling morning sun.

She smiled.

It was still the same smile as before, everything was so familiar.

Su Ming'an opened his eyes wide and stopped where he was. The daisy in her arms flew up and brushed against his earlobe.

"--The twelfth seat, the observer, Yueyue."

She said her name and didn't say much.

Gently handed over the Hericium erinaceus biscuits in her arms:

"... Do you want to eat? Ming'an."

"Today is a very sunny day."