Chapter 1300 Chapter 1297 "Until Lu Shu and the Others Turned Into Graves."

Chapter 1300 Chapter 1297·"Until Lu Shu and the others turned into graves."

He opened her book and stopped at the last page.

A simple sentence: [The soul's lifespan is approaching exhaustion, and he committed suicide. ]

The previous sentence is: [She said, "You should have gone home."]

The sentence before that is: [She arranged the furniture and furnishings in the same way as before, sealed the sword in a wooden box, held the photo on the table in her arms, sat on the sofa, and looked up at the sky outside the window. Then, she slowly finished a bar of chocolate, not knowing what she was thinking. ]

He searched for a long time before he found a time word: [Second Era].

Second Era.

It's... too long since now.

"The soul is approaching exhaustion..." Su Ming'an recited the word and raised his head: "Approaching. Godfather."

He seemed to have grasped something and repeated it again: "It's approaching, Godfather."

Li Mingyue lowered her eyes and sighed: "Yeah."

"Then there is still a chance. She should have found a way to divide her soul into Si Yue and Yue Yue, so the souls of the two are exactly the same as hers..." Su Ming'an immediately started thinking and planned how to save it.

But Li Mingyue's slightly sad words interrupted his thoughts:

"-But sooner or later this day will come, do you have to go all out every time?"

Even the audience outside the live broadcast room are tired.

This is a difficult problem to solve, every time, every time... Even if you save it again and again, there will always be that day.

People will die if they live long. This is the most obvious truth, even if you do your best to keep it.

For the elderly in the intensive care unit, every attack will cost a lot of money and medicine. They are pulled back from the brink of death, but doctors and relatives know that it is useless and they are just hanging on to life.

Now, Su Mingan is the life-sustaining machine.

Ninth, tenth, he faced such a problem. Eleventh, does he have to start this life-sustaining machine with all his strength again? How much energy and how many deaths will it take? The one who will suffer the most damage is not her soul, but him.

"..." Su Mingan lowered his head and did not let himself shout out.

The Godfather saw it too clearly, this day will come sooner or later.

Even if he saved her again in the eleventh world, if he did not meet her later, she would still reach the end.

He felt as if there was something in his throat that needed to be vented urgently, which was extremely unbearable and pressed on the tip of his tongue. He wanted to roar out regardless of his posture, but he could only whisper softly.

If the first player was manic, it would affect countless people.

So, he had no expression on his face, just gently pressed his throat with his hands, searching, as if there was really something foreign inside.

"Cough cough... vomit vomit vomit..."

He searched almost like self-mutilation, shedding tears of rationality, but still had no expression, as if his mind had fallen into a brief blank.

What should he think.

What should he think about.

No result, no answer.

Until he vomited a pool of blood, he stopped this meaningless behavior in a daze, looked down at the pool of blood on the ground, and didn't know what he was doing just now.

"..."

Then, a gentle touch came.

The godfather took a white handkerchief and wiped the blood off his fingers carefully.

"... There will be a way." The godfather folded the handkerchief: "Don't hurt yourself."

Su Mingan gradually calmed down. After a long silence, he spoke, his voice was extremely hoarse, as if it contained blood:

"Then Si Yue and Yue Yue, are they the bodies she used to revive?"

"They are indeed bodies, and their souls are copied. However, they are independent individuals. Yue Yue never thought of occupying them." Li Mingyue said:

"She just wants you to see them, so you will think that she is not dead, and you will not be sad. After all, in principle, they are indeed equivalent to a less complete Yue Yue."

"She wants you to make new friends and make you unaware of her departure - as long as 'Yue Yue' exists, it doesn't matter whether it is her or not."

"It's just that I thought about it for a long time and decided to bring you to see the real Yue Yue. Even the cruel truth is better than a warm fairy tale."

If Li Mingyue didn't tell Su Mingan the truth, maybe Su Mingan would really think that Si Yue and Yue Yue were Yue Yue herself, and he would only recognize which one was the real Yue Yue and would not feel sad.

But Su Mingan was glad that he knew the truth.

...How could she hide herself in the forgotten past, embrace death and loneliness, and leave two "her" to welcome happiness and new life?

"...Is there any other way?" Su Mingan said softly.

"There should be a way in the Disciple game. It does not conflict with your main task." Li Mingyue said: "If there is a power similar to life, it should be able to help her prolong her life."

But he only said "prolong her life".

Like treating a centenarian, everyone knows that the old man will soon reach the end, and all the steps are just to extend that one or two years.

The observer is so free that he enjoys life in every world, but the long time also means that there is a deep time gap between her and the player. His half a year is equivalent to her thousand years, so when he reaches the age of nineteen, she is already old.

This is a natural ending, and it was foreshadowed in the old days. But he thought she could enjoy her life until he died.

But she was clearly ahead of him.

Now, at the very end, it was finally his turn to face this lingering problem.

"...There is another way to solve it once and for all." Li Mingyue pursed her lips and sighed: "Help her...upgrade."

Become a person like Dieying. Always free, but also always lonely.

Luo Vasha is of a very high status. If she keeps going, she should be able to find some opportunities to upgrade, just like Lezi Demon and Xinghuo. I believe Xinghuo is willing to help.

"I know." Su Mingan moved his mouth slightly.

He was thinking that there was a high probability that he would upgrade and could not return home. He could help her upgrade, and with Noel who wanted to upgrade... maybe they could even make a "high-dimensional combination"! Take a stroll in the universe, and look at your own planet through the barrier when you have nothing to do, watch Lu Shu and Yamada travel in Taihua Mountain, watch them eat hot pot in Lin Yin's hometown, go to the north to experience the ice and snow scenery, and see the unguided lavender, until Lu Shu and his friends grow old, get sick and die, until Lu Shu and his friends turn into graves, until there is no one familiar on the planet. Then travel in the vast universe and find new scenery... It seems interesting, yes, it's interesting.

Ha, hahaha, hahahaha...

He laughed in his heart, but his expression was like dead water, and he forgot how to mobilize his muscles. The dry smile was pulled at the corners of his mouth, and it was hard to tell whether he was crying or laughing.

He was used to thinking about happy things when he was in a bad mood, and he would force himself to laugh even if it was not funny. In this way, he looked normal again.

As long as no one could see the fragmentation inside, it would be fine. Of course, the wound would not heal, but would only become more and more broken with wear and tear, and could not be put together at all, but what if he deliberately didn't see his wound?

When he was forced by the busy tasks to gradually forget about his unhappiness, he would be "happy".

After all, if even he was depressed, Lu Shu, Noel, Isabella and others would be worried, and there would be no benefit.

So, he stretched out his two hands, touched the corners of his mouth, and let it curl up a little. Such an action might really work. Inexplicably, he felt that his dry and barren heart gradually emerged with a trace of "happiness", like clear spring water flowing out of a stone. He smiled, put away Yueyue's book, and smiled at Li Mingyue: "Okay, Godfather, I'm going back to prepare."

In the third level of the disciple game, he couldn't play in a fragile manner.

Li Mingyue looked down at him, her eyes were misty, full of indescribable emotions.

"Okay." Li Mingyue said.

Su Mingan turned around and walked out step by step. The exhibition hall was extremely quiet, and the footsteps could be heard. The cold light shone on his trembling eyelashes, his lips were raised and smiling, like a qualified first player.

He took a few steps and was suddenly called.

"Wait a minute." The voice was getting closer and closer to him, and Li Mingyue walked towards him.

Then, Li Mingyue's white hair blew on him and stretched out her hand.

He slightly widened his eyes and looked at Li Mingyue's outstretched hand in confusion. He looked down at his bow tie and cuffs, and there was nothing wrong. Earlier in the church of the old days, Li Mingyue had sorted out his clothes for him, but now it seemed unnecessary.

He no longer needed to tidy up his clothes, nor did he need to rely on his godfather.

But the warm and dry palm did not sort out his collar, but moved slightly upwards, with the knuckles bent——

... gently brushed the corner of his eye.

Took away something imperceptible.

"... It's fine now." Li Mingyue put his hands behind his back, wiped them gently, and nodded to him: "Go."

No one pointed out what his action meant.

They seemed to have tacitly let go of this topic.

Su Mingan nodded and turned around to walk out. When he walked out of this dignified and solemn tomb of books and walked under the starry night, his expression was the same as usual.

The starlight fell on his face, and his eyes were clean and clear, still the same as before.

He closed the live broadcast room when he lost his composure, and reopened it after he confirmed that his expression was fine. So what people saw was still the calm and composed No. 1 player. He would not lose his composure, nor would he break down and cry. Even if he knew the news of his companion's death, he was still as strong as before, walking confidently under the spotlight.

This is the [protagonist].

This is... the [protagonist] that everyone loves.

However, before waiting to enter the disciple game, he took out the thick book from his backpack, stroked it with his fingers, and read her story page by page. From the initial encounter in the alley, to playing hopscotch games, avoiding domestic violence, sharing chocolates, playing Overcooked together, dancing under the moonlight...

...

Unconsciously.

She filled his life.

He reshaped her years.

…

[“Disciple Game·Level 3·Alice’s Dream” has been opened. ]

[You will be transferred to the competition venue soon——]

…

At the last moment, he slowly put the book on his forehead, and just like that, he seemed to feel the warmth in her eyes.

The crystal cat ear pendant swayed and hit his eyelids.

“Ding——Ding——!”

At this moment, his eyelashes trembled slightly.

…

——As if touching a hug full of pain.

…

[Contestant 0000003030, welcome to the Disciple Game! ]

…

“Shua——!”

Su Mingan opened his eyes.

He originally thought he would appear on Mingxi Campus, but found that he was facing an endless square - the square where the Disciple Game began.

Hundreds of millions of contestants stood here, looking up blankly, wondering why the game didn't start.

"Alas--!"

At this time, a light lit up in the distance, and a figure flew over.

"I guess Boss Rabbit is going to talk nonsense and act cute. It's really annoying." said a person next to him.

"Who wants to watch! Start the game now. I have killed more than 20 people in reality in the past few days, and finally found the feeling of killing... I will definitely win to the end..." The speaker was a teenager Children, their views have been distorted by games.

Su Mingan also felt that it was a waste of time because this rabbit was talking nonsense again.

Under people's impatient eyes - the host appeared.

However, not Boss Rabbit.

It was a young boy with cat ears, elegant and slender, wearing a black lace dress. He was holding a rose scepter, with flowing black hair, and a pair of dark almond-shaped eyes with deep gaze.

Amid people's shocked gazes, he landed on the stone pillar in the sky.

"Good evening, everyone." The young man said calmly, bowed slightly and lowered his black hat: "From today on, [Disciple Game] has been usurped by [Disciple Game]. I am the new host - Boss Cat."

……What?

Su Mingan almost thought he heard wrongly.

People also had shocked expressions on their faces, unable to understand what was happening.

"As we all know, piracy is endless. When one pirate falls, a new one will stand up. It will resurrect and be banned repeatedly. As long as there is profit, they will always be like maggots on the tarsal bones, reborn again when the spring breeze blows." Boss Cat said lightly: "But before you The [Disciple Game] I saw is just the most stubborn one among the pirates. Unfortunately, my [Disciple Game] has killed them in the past few days, so now it’s my turn to host it.”

"But don't worry, all the data will be retained. Except for the change of organizer, there is basically no difference. The game originally only had six levels, and today is the third level."

"I'm not as cheap as Boss Rabbit. I can't act cute or dance. Now, let the game begin."

Su Mingan was extremely shocked when he heard this. Could it be that Boss Rabbit was really killed?

It turns out there is more than one pirated game. No wonder... There should be more than one careerist like Boss Rabbit who wants to take down the world game in Rawasha. Constrained by the information cocoon, Su Mingan had only seen Boss Rabbit before. However, no matter what conspiracy they have, in the end, he will solve it.

"Then why is it called [Disciple Game]..."

His voice was very low. He was originally just speaking to himself, but he found that the superior host was looking at him secretly at some point, and his voice spread to everyone:

"Because I can't name it."

People looked around in confusion, wondering who the host was answering - who was so proud? Who can actually let the host answer questions personally? Who is this?

Su Mingan raised his head.

Coincidentally, after meeting the host's dark gaze for a moment, the cat's ears moved.