First Player

Chapter 100 Chapter Ninety-Nine·"Ming An'an, kill me"

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Before Wang Xingkong entered the game, he was an ordinary college student in Long Kingdom.

He has been attending school diligently, from elementary school, to junior high school, to high school, and then to university. Study after study, test after test, living under the supervision of teachers and parents... It seems that every child in the Dragon Kingdom has lived like this, everything seems so ordinary.

He likes the second dimension, virtual anchors, Aruba, and horror games. Although he doesn't dare to play them himself, he dares to watch other anchors play... He once liked an anchor very much, and the anchor's ID was Ming'an. A technical anchor who never showed his face. He liked to watch this anchor beat ghosts until they screamed. This anchor's screen recordings and live broadcasts had accompanied him through many nights of making up for homework.

He originally thought that it would be great to be a host...playing games and being praised by others and making money would be much happier than studying hard by himself. Therefore, he also wanted to be an anchor, but being an anchor and just playing games was not enough. He wanted to stand out.

So, he often thought about what he should do...

He didn't have much time after school. The life of the university was mixed with various check-ins and activities. Sometimes, a day passed as soon as he opened and closed his eyes. He was as busy as a top, one destined to be sent to the social machine. Apart from packaging himself with a beautiful resume, he didn't have any time to think about his hobbies - sometimes, even if he did, he would be "I'm so sleepy, so I'd better lie down, there are morning classes tomorrow" "What?" Such thoughts were covered up.

The thoughts of the past have been sealed away, and the wishes of youth have been erased bit by bit...

——In the end, he became a mediocre ordinary person.

He could only use the sporadic time he had in the cafeteria to fantasize about his "future."

He often raised his head from the complicated award certificates and heavy postgraduate entrance examination books, glanced at the ceiling, and encouraged himself that he was about to succeed and start working on his dreams. Although the high school entrance examination was over, there was still the college entrance examination, and after the college entrance examination, there were still the college entrance examination and the postgraduate entrance examination. But he is about to take the postgraduate entrance examination now... I believe he will succeed in the near future, right?

He thought this, and then continued to bury his head.

When I was in school, I wanted to get high marks in the exam, and I could still do it if I worked harder. But there are some things that no matter how hard you struggle, you can't change the status quo. He had imagined countless times that he would be the protagonist or hero of the world, but he found that he could no longer be ordinary and was just a passerby. Even if a crisis occurs in the world, he is just a bystander typing on the keyboard outside the screen and can do nothing.

The sun will rise every day, and everything will follow.

——Then on a dim morning.

He cherished the beautiful dream of becoming a big anchor, and died suddenly on a table full of books.

He didn't know why he was still conscious after his sudden death, but a snow-white rabbit appeared in front of him. The rabbit told him that he could become a "hunter" and enter the main god space that was about to begin. He would be responsible for disguising himself as a player in the copy and becoming The most hidden and difficult part of the clue prevents those who are about to complete the level perfectly.

Rabbit told him that the game would be broadcast live around the world.

The string in his heart was accurately touched, and he agreed without hesitation.

As a "Hunter" who joins the game after death, for the sake of game fairness, his memory will be sealed during the level, and he will be considered a player who has just entered the game. He will not recover his sudden death until he is exposed. Real memory.

In the first two worlds, he has not been discovered or exposed, and those players who almost succeeded in completing the level failed - they did not discover his abnormality.

He didn't notice it himself.

Because his memory has never been restored, he always believed that he was Wang Xingkong, a player who was involved in the world game... until he saw Su Ming'an, who he regarded as his target.

After being exposed, he discovered...it turned out that he had died a long time ago.

Become a [game data] general existence.

[Ming Anan, I have been watching your live broadcast. ] He was all smiles.

...No, he wished he was the one being watched during the live broadcast.

[Ming An'an, I like your videos very much, especially the one about burning the old lady...] He was extremely excited.

...No, he hated himself for not being able to come up with such a clever idea and attracting such popularity.

[Ming An'an, the number one player is actually you, I'm so happy! ] He was excited.

...How is it possible? He will only feel hopeless because of his weakness and powerlessness.

Why, why.

Why can't the person with infinite brilliance be me?

Why would such a humble and young self die in the darkness before dawn?

…He hasn’t even put his dream of becoming a host into words yet.

No one even knows about the dream. What qualifications does a humble and ordinary existence like a screw have to support it as passionately as burning one's own self? Then the thoughts of the number one player who already has a glorious future?

...How ironic.

He covered his face and laughed, feeling deeply hopeless at the newly revived memory.

——He finally achieved his goal of being watched by so many people. But the irony is that he actually appeared as a debunked existence in someone else's live broadcast room.

The existence that had been filled with billions of gazes, lived so easily and freely, was now standing in front of him.

Su Mingan clearly has a glorious future that he never had.

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[Perfect pass·Hidden line·Glory line: 80% completion progress]

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"It's such a pity..." Su Ming'an said: "I always thought Wang Xingkong seemed normal and a pretty good person. I also read his essays, they were positive... I thought I could become a good friend with him. But he keeps repeating the same behavior, even if the students show their ferocious faces, he still insists on going to the cafeteria to eat and repeating the old behavior - right, Wang Xingkong?"

Wang Xingkong looked at him, staring at him unblinkingly with everyone's eyes mixed with surprise, shock, fear, and disgust.

"It's... so strange." He opened his mouth and tasted bitterness.

There was still a smile on the corners of his lips, but he found that his mouth was filled with tears that he didn't know when he had shed.

He wiped his face vigorously and looked at Su Mingan in front of him with a bright smile:

"——Ming An'an, why do you say that to me? Obviously, obviously I am just an ordinary college student, I am a player..."

As he spoke, his voice became choked with sobs.

"...I, really, am just a player."

He covered his face, with a look of despair and loss in his eyes that seemed to have broken through the fog.

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Several people looked at Wang Xingkong who suddenly burst into tears, wondering why he suddenly became like this.

"Is he really a traitor? Why did he start crying after being exposed?" Xiao Xiao still couldn't believe it.

"The smell of roses in his dormitory is very strong." Lu Shu threw the human skin aside: "He is no longer a normal person. He must have been transformed. This human skin belongs to him."

"To think that there are such morally corrupt people..." Yang Changxu, who had a strong sense of justice, shook his head. He glanced at Wang Xingkong with some sadness, showing an expression of hatred for iron that cannot be transformed into steel: "Every NPC in this world copy, every Neither can be forgiven.”

Wang Xingkong covered his face. He tried to call out his personal panel, trying to prove that he was really just a player, but he couldn't. The fact told him ruthlessly that he had become a string of data in the world game. .

The real him died long before the end of the game.

"... Like this." Wang Xingkong put down his hand, his face stained with tears: "... It turns out that I am an NPC. It turns out that I am not a player... Haha, it's so funny. I obviously hate it too. The organizer has now become the same existence as the organizer..."

"No, Wang Xingkong, you are a player." Su Mingan suddenly said: "With complete memory and game process, everything you perform is no different from the players... In this way, you are not an NPC under the organizer, you are A player, everyone sees you, I recognize you.”

Wang Xingkong raised his head.

His facial muscles twitched for a moment, as if something was about to escape, but in the end he suppressed it and did not let himself become a rioting monster like those students.

"Ming An'an... you don't need to use your words to convince me." Wang Xingkong sighed slightly: "Your way of speaking is useful to Duoduo, to Bai Xiong and Nolia, to Shen Xue and Chen Yue, and even to Shen Xue and Chen Yue. It's useful for Lu Shu and others... but it's useless for me. I'm familiar with all your tricks and have studied countless videos about you. This is the look in your eyes when you enter the strategy mode. What you say now... is pure Just to pass the level, you are using your experience to communicate and guide my emotions in a direction that is better than yours. In other words, you are just here to "defeat" me... In this case, anything you say will be irrelevant It’s unbelievable, I won’t be deceived by you - you will definitely look down on me, because like Shen Xue... I am both a person without a "future"."

"Shen Xue lost her future for abnormal love, Wang Xingkong." Su Mingan looked at him: "I don't believe that you would give up your future for any reason."

Wang Xingkong rubbed his lips, as if he wanted to explain something, but in the end he just smiled: "Ming An'an, don't waste your efforts, you are still trying to trick me... But I won't tell you anything, I I must stop you from completing the level perfectly, this is my duty..."

"So you have to absolutely obey the organizers, do everything they say, and become the person who stands in front of the players?" Su Mingan asked him: "You like you, who have lost your own will, can you really Tieqie has become a series of data-like NPCs."

Wang Xingkong's eyes showed fear.

His always overflowing smile finally retreated, and then, holding the sword in both hands, he stepped back step by step.

"Stop persuading me." He lowered his head, his voice choked with sobs: "...I have already, there is no turning back. I am an NPC, a humanoid obstacle that provides the final clue for perfect clearance. If you want to get the final If you have any clues, just... kill me."

Several people were speechless for a moment and looked at him.

After a brief silence, Yang Changxu was the first to draw the gun from his waist and load it.

The gun made a steely click sound. He raised the gun and aimed it at Wang Xingkong, quickly making his attitude clear.

Immediately afterwards, the light lit up in Xiao Xiao's hand. His expression was very calm, but the light that lit up was very stable.

The mantis on Lu Shu's shoulder started to beat, and Wang Zhenzhen, who had just woken up, raised her staff.

Everyone is showing off their weapons against this "traitor" who has been exposed.

——Because Wang Xingkong is not a player, he is no longer their kind, and he is an obstacle that blocks them from completing the level.

——It is an NPC arranged by the organizer and acting according to the instructions.

Wang Xingkong raised his head.

His eyes lost focus and gradually became bloodshot.

Then, he stretched his muscles and revealed a smile that was completely dry and dry.

"Ming An'an... Ming An'an." He raised his hand and looked at Su Ming'an, who was standing not far away under the stage spotlight, with an extremely gentle tone:

"If you want to pass the level, just... kill me."

There was endless emotion in his eyes, and it seemed that the young man was locked in a dream that could never be realized.

"——What a blessing it is to be a person like you who has a bright future and a bright future." He said in an extremely gentle and caring voice.

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[Perfect pass·Hidden line·Glory line: 90% completion progress]

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"Bang!"

The bullet of Yang Changxu's pistol came out of the chamber, and a bright blood flower bloomed on Wang Xingkong's chest.

Wang Xingkong's eyes suddenly lost their luster. The next moment, his nails scratched his skin, and his skin was peeled off. Blood and formalin continuously poured out of his body, and his body was wrapped in muscle tissue. His skin was peeled off. Got out.

——That was the skeleton that chased Su Ming'an all the way out in the dormitory on the first night.

"Shua——!"

Blood was spread on the ground, and the fragrance of roses emerged instantly.

The entire auditorium was filled with the rich aroma of rotting roses, making it difficult to breathe.

[Ding dong! The final clues are added! 】

The cold system voice sounded in everyone's ears.

[——Enable boss battle mode. 】

[Boss Wang Han Corpse Bones (alienated combat power): 1500 (strongly recommended for multi-player challenge)]

[Player (Su Mingan) current combat strength: 620]

[Squad (Su Mingan, Lu Shu, Wang Zhenzhen, Xiao Xiao, Yang Changxu) comprehensive combat strength: 1980]

[Comparison of winning odds: 85%]

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