First Player

When Chao Yan learned about this, he went to Xiao Ying alone.

"Lu Meng has a lot of negative emotions. Did you do this?" Chaoyan asked.

Xiao Ying shrugged: "She took the initiative to find me and asked how to help Su Ming'an. I am studying how to absorb negative emotions in the black mist, so I will tell her the method."

Chaoyan said: "You still haven't given up on establishing the old Holy See?"

Xiao Ying said: "Su Ming'an doesn't allow it, but I think it's necessary. We need both the method of the gods that can subtly stimulate negative emotions, and we also need the method of me that can stimulate a large wave of negative emotions in an instant."

Chaoyan said: "But you have to know that most people will not accept your method - it is too dangerous to survive in the black fog, this is a red line!"

Xiao Ying smiled: "What I want to do will not be understood by most people."

Chaoyan said: "Once the situation is exposed, it is impossible for us to stand up for you and publicly support your research. We can only denounce you as a madman, because we cannot let the people learn from you. If everyone thinks that as long as you enter the black mist If you can take risks and become stronger, the times will be in chaos!"

Xiao Ying said: "So, I will study it quietly by myself. This is a last-minute desperate method, and there is no need to take it out now."

Chaoyan was silent for a moment and said slowly: "Everyone will regard you as a bad guy who lacks humanity."

"Whatever they think."

"Everyone will dislike you and despise you. Do you really not care about this?"

"……I do not mind."

Green and dark eyes looked at each other, and they saw the reflection of the same person in each other's eyes.

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The copy opens on the night of the fifteenth day. I don’t know who leaked the news, but Xiao Ying’s private human experiments broke out, touching people’s sensitive nerves.

Su Mingan must try this matter publicly.

His method of dealing with it was to push Xiao Ying into the black mist and let Xiao Ying experience the pain of carrying a huge amount of negative emotions.

Su Mingan knew that in this special period, there was no problem with Xiao Ying's research. The key was not to let people know that they could not admit Xiao Ying's research tendency at this stage.

Xiao Ying stood in the black mist.

This is the fog outside the Holy City. Xiao Ying stood quietly inside, his dark eyes not reflecting any pain. Because the physical pain was nothing to fear, the sight of Su Mingan made him even more painful.

"..."

Xiao Ying took a step forward.

It was a short distance, but he felt like he had walked for a long time. Su Mingan's eyes were always fixed on him, like two knives.

Resentment against the gods appeared in his mind for a moment, and then disappeared quickly. For the sake of the continuation of civilization, we will go to any lengths, even use human experiments - is this wrong? Is this a mistake that will be judged by the hands of God? What kind of hypocritical and meaningless old views are human beings adhering to, and they spurn him for this.

Xiao Ying's eyes trembled for a while, and he quickly figured out...he shouldn't expose this matter to the public, because gods are bright, just, and pure. Whenever the statues of gods are even remotely dirty and people's faith is shaken, double shadows can easily take advantage of the situation.

Therefore, mistakes can only be piled on his head.

Even if no one is wrong.

"...A qualified savior... A qualified savior... We really have conflicting ideas. You are not wrong, I am not wrong... Who is wrong..."

The black mist was like a sharp knife, cutting into his soul, and he suddenly understood that the wrong car was the one.

He slowly stretched out his blood-covered palms. Bloodstains covered his arms, and his exposed skin was dyed red.

Under the eyes of people's condemnation and contempt, he raised his hand in the direction of Su Ming'an weakly. The index and middle fingers came together to block Su Mingan's face from his field of vision. It seemed like this blocked Su Mingan's view of him.

Xiao Ying smiled amid the blush.

"……right."

"This way...you won't be able to see it."

"I am still the free adventurer. I can go outside the Holy City...I am unrestrained. I am not bound by any bet..."

"You will never...see me in such a miserable state...never..."

He fell down amidst people's shouts and curses.

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Late at night, Su Mingan walked into Xiao Ying's room.

"You judge me during the day, but you heal me at night." Xiao Ying buried himself in the quilt and said in a low voice: "...You are the real angel. An angel who is not clear about good and evil."

Su Ming'an sat beside the bed, took out the priest's staff, and slowly restored Xiao Ying's blood. He didn't know if this method was effective, but it should make people feel more comfortable.

After a moment of silence, a muffled voice came from the quilt:

"What are the bad guys, what are the ideals."

"Are they antagonistic? I became a bad person for my ideal. Is it my fault?"

Su Mingan said nothing.

Xiao Ying suddenly lifted the quilt and faced him: "Which is more important, procedural justice or result justice? God... No, Lord Angel, can you tell me?"

Su Mingan still didn't speak.

Xiao Ying's dark eyes stared at him, as if searching for something special in Su Ming'an's eyes:

"...I always thought you were lonely."

"You have no connection with this world. It's just that many people have connected with you, which pulls your heart here."

"When Chaoyan was killing those sinners, when Lu Shu was helping to kill the infected, and when you were sitting on the divine throne, I felt... you were clearly lonely. And this loneliness will only be alienated from your divinity. , people will think that’s what you’re supposed to be like. They won’t care why you’re lonely.”

Su Mingan looked back at these dark eyes, and suddenly remembered that a long time ago, Black Magpie smiled and said to him: "People follow you only because you satisfy their desires. What they admire is bread rather than lighthouses."

In a daze, he seemed to see a hundred years later...a black figure wearing a cloak, raising his head, the cross pendant around his neck swaying slightly: "Bottom-up change is very difficult, and it takes a lot of blood and life to achieve it. But top-down reforms have been relatively modest..."

Finally, he saw a lonely figure frozen eternally and despairingly on the Penglai Island, drinking cans after cans of peach blossom wine.

He destroyed everything about Xiao Ying, his freedom, his reputation, and his future generations. Sometimes it was Xiao Ying who made the mistake first, and sometimes it was him who had to do it. The relationship between them has become messy. And Su Mingan didn't even have the energy to deal with these entangled connections, he was too tired.

"...Don't do anything radical again, I'm leaving." Su Mingan stood up.

"——Are you sincere?" Xiao Ying asked. Staring at him directly: "——Are you sincere about your civilized heart?"

Su Mingan looked back at him.

Xiao Ying longed to see the slightest trace of impurity in these eyes, so that he could tell himself that Su Ming'an was selfishly seeking revenge on him, which was why he was punished like this. He could slightly shift the resentment in his heart and have a person. You can have malicious goals without tormenting yourself with guilt.

but none.

The eyes that looked over were pitch black, and one could almost see the reflection, without a trace of impurities, guilt, or resentment.

He had fully displayed his evil thoughts in front of Su Ming'an, in the most ugly and embarrassing manner, but there was still no other emotion in Su Ming'an's eyes, as if he was completely accepting, yet completely ignoring.

"...I really hope you hate me." Xiao Ying really hoped to take off the god's plain mask. Even he himself didn't know what his mentality was. Complex and inexplicable.

Su Mingan's eyes were still calm, like he treated every NPC who had no love or hatred, he turned and left.

This made Xiao Ying understand.

God is a real god - he has no selfish motives or any desire for revenge, he just issues the optimal judgment based on the current situation. So he shouldn't hate the gods... He has no room for resentment. He can only be forced to accept the pain that lingers in his body and accept the fear and contempt of people for him.

This made him start to hate himself.

Taking out a blackbird sculpture, he put it against his forehead, smiled softly, and said something obscure:

"...Obviously we are the same...Su Ming'an."

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It was early morning on the sixteenth day after the copy was opened.

Day 1, December 1st.

The travel of time-travelers has initially stabilized, and the Millennium Project is about to enter its second phase.

That is, building a Dream Patrol game. As well as creating the largest hard drive of life.

Ignore the latter, the former needs to be done by Su Mingan himself.

Establishing a Dream Patrol game requires "localization" so that people do not feel abrupt or excluded during the time travel process - this requires exploring reasonable game plans and rules, and exploring what types of games are suitable for what era.

In other words - Su Mingan became a game planner. This is what people will call "dog planning" thousands of years later.

He no longer sat in the old shrine and began to officially enter the era.

——The 1st year of the Heavenly Generation, the Age of the Old Gods.

At this time, the gods have just "sought power and usurped the throne" and are erasing history, and all traces of the old gods are being erased. People who don't know the situation are anxiously collecting data and trying to preserve history.

Su Mingan can choose to wear the soul or wear it. Considering the convenience, he chose Soul Penetration - Soul Penetration of Gods.

The tall buildings like hexagonal prisms reveal the purity of gems. He was possessed by a spirit, and the noble sunshine fell on his shoulders, like a sun falling from the sky, and his long white hair looked like frost and snow.

On the ground, schools were smashed, buildings were blown up, and hospitals were broken into. Without the guidance of the old gods, people fell into extreme chaos.

From a long distance away, Su Mingan saw Li Mingyue running in the building at a glance. Li Mingyue also happened to raise her head and looked at him through the glass.

At the same time, Ah Du, the watch on "Li Mingyue's" wrist, sensed the frequency of the watch that was similar to his own, and made a confused sound: "...Huh?"

"What's wrong?" Li Mingyue said.

"Um...no, it's nothing..." Ah Du fell silent. I thought that maybe my perception was wrong. How could there be two Ah Dus at the same time?

Su Ming'an, who was on the high-rise building, didn't waste any time and quickly started taking action.

Observe the characteristics of the times, human temperament, where it is suitable to implant time channels, and where it is suitable to implant system prompts. Su Mingan discussed with the gods and finalized the details step by step.

——Establish a channel with the authority of "time" so that "players" can come to this era.

——Use cognitive shielding to establish a "game system" and set up "main tasks" and "side tasks".

——The emotions obtained by expelling the black mist are converted into energy that can be used by humans, and are regarded as "experience points". Create positive feedback from the game that "dispelling the black mist can gain experience points and upgrade".

——Use the oracle to guide the locals, and as an "NPC that can provide positive feedback", reward the "players" with money and props.

Finally, decide what the game will be about.

Taking into account the theme of the Age of Old Gods (History from Heaven Generation 0 to Heaven Generation 8, Escorting Life Hard Drives), the gods proposed that people can be guided to the edge of the black fog in the form of a "chase and escape game".

Relying on his own gaming experience, Su Mingan proposed that an "asymmetric pursuit and escape game" could be created to be more competitive and proactive. Retain the sense of excitement, strip away the sense of fear, replace the cruel war with warm animal images, and reduce people's mental burden.

After discussion, he and the gods decided on the theme of "cat" and "little girl" and did not deviate from the simulation.

Since the "players" are souls traveling through time, not physical bodies, once they die in the game, they will not die in reality, but it will cause trauma to their souls. This means that Dream Patrol games often lead to madness and mental breakdown. The gods proposed that Dream Patrol players should be able to get more positive feedback and increase their mental threshold.

Su Ming'an proposed that "live broadcast room" and "game forum" models can be added to allow the audience to see the dedication and efforts of the Dream Patrollers, and provide positive feedback to the Dream Patrollers for their continued struggle. At the same time, the live broadcast room can also brainstorm and let a team of human experts help top dream patrol players make game decisions. But it is also harmful. After all, the evil of human nature is unimaginable, and the audience is likely to export negative emotions to Dream Patrol players, which is counterproductive.

The gods proposed to increase the positioning of "Entertainment Dream Tourist". They bear the negative output of the audience. The positive emotional output is mainly given to the Dream Tourists at the top of the list.

They exchanged opinions with each other and gradually filled in the content that had not been mentioned in the simulation. It can be predicted that——

An orange cat and a blue-eyed ragdoll cat set foot on this land thousands of years later.

The Ragdoll cat greeted "Little Yunduo! Follow me!" and the orange cat began to take steps. They passed through the busy traffic and jumped over the tall street lights. Everything was as free as the wind...

Click.

A crisp sound.

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The snake's teeth bit the tail, forming a bright silver ring, complete and beautiful.

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——The little girl holding the bear stood under the church, surrounded by cats, [He] smiled quietly.

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