First Player

That night, the style was very cold.

There are no beautiful places in the Holy City, only a park full of sycamores and ginkgo trees.

Su Mingan sat down on the bench and suddenly heard the sound of the system. He opened the exchange shop.

"Ding dong!"

[You have been promoted to a (Level 5-4) player. 】

[Faction contribution ranking list:]

[No.1: Su Mingan (32182 points)]

[No.2: Sora Mizushima (16122 points)]

[No.3: Noel (15162 points)]

[No.4: Lu Shu (10119 points)]

[No.5: Eli (8627 points)]

【N21 points)】

[No.7: Road (7762 points)]

[No.8: Fanny (6981 points)]

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[You can use your current camp’s contribution points to redeem props. 】

[Skill: Polar Light (Contribution Value: 15,000 points)]

[Skill: Sleeping Technique (Contribution Value: 10,000 points)]

[Skill: Fire Spell (Contribution Value: 5000 points)]

[Props: Judgment-level humanoid mecha (contribution value: 20,000 points)]

[Props: Spiritual Corolla (contribution value: 15,000 points)]

【……】

Su Ming'an will gain about 2% of the experience gained by the time travellers. Even if he just sits there, the experience value will increase step by step.

He stared at the exchange shop for a moment. 15,000 points can be used to change a skill, and 20,000 points can be used to change an evolveable red-level weapon. But his eyes wandered around for a long time, and finally he saw a grand prize:

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[World Tree Seed (Purple Level): "A melancholy voice, it sang to me in the night: -'I love you.'"

Type: Special part heart equipment.

Effect: Change your innate characteristics so that you have the characteristics of vitality affinity. It will be easier for you to be friendly to others and more likely to be favored by innate beings and the world.

Note: Those who bear favor must take on big responsibilities and be cautious. 】

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This thing sells for 30,000 contribution points, which is enough to show its importance. Su Mingan had never seen equipment in the heart area before, it should be something like a magic factor. It can improve charm and luck, and may have some subtle effects...

At this time, a line of red letters popped out quietly:

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[Extra tip for those in power: Equip this item and you will occupy a higher position in subsequent dungeons. 】

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Su Mingan suddenly understood.

——This is probably a prop to change the innate role. Just like the old world deliberately cultivated Su Ming'an's origin, when Su Ming'an changed himself, the characters he could possess would also change. If he is equipped with this thing, he should be able to possess characters with "higher life affinity". After all, not every world must have the original Su Mingan.

This is a strategic tool.

Su Mingan also thought of an operation - if he could put on and take off this equipment, he could put it on once and enter the dungeon to see what character it was. Go back and take off this piece of equipment, enter the dungeon to see what character it is. This way he can choose one of two objects to possess.

If his status as a powerful person hadn't given him this reminder, he might not have realized this.

...By the way, what is the World Tree? Important element for later copy?

He exchanged this "Seed of the World Tree", and after equipping it, the bright blue light flowed into his chest, and something seemed to have changed.

"...Huh?" Su Luoluo looked over.

"What's wrong?" Su Mingan asked.

"Why do I feel that Little Yunduo seems to be a little cuter." Su Luoluo spoke the truth and quickly changed his words: "No... I should say... it's a bit gentler... It looks like..."

Su Mingan also noticed that the aura of life in his body was stronger, one level higher than that of qualified people. It seems that this is a double-edged sword. The huge life aura may attract unscrupulous people, just like those high-ranking officials who covet qualified people.

In this case, can you cultivate your own power... A qualified person can bleed to make others stronger, and the seeds of the World Tree have the same effect...

"Lord God!" Suddenly, a sunflower was handed to him.

A little boy bared his teeth and handed the flower to him: "For you! This is the most beautiful sunflower I have ever found! Just like you!"

Su Mingan knew why there were always children playing nearby. Sometimes he would come to the park, and the generals would send their children to play there, trying to build a relationship with him. These children must have been told to please the gods.

But the children are innocent. Many of them don't even have any selfish motives, just to make him happy.

Su Mingan took the sunflower, and the golden petals stretched comfortably. Even in the dark, it looked brighter than the street lights: "Am I golden?"

His clothes are obviously white and his hair is black.

"It's golden!" The little boy's face showed real joy: "It's like the sunshine in the Holy City!"

Su Mingan turned the flower branch and told the little boy to go home quickly, and the little boy jumped away.

The leaves fell on the back of Su Luoluo's hands, and her hands were weaving a large bright silver net, like puppet threads connected one after another. This is causal authority.

She closed her eyes and felt, and the causal network in her hands continued to ripple, as if she was looking, testing, and confronting some unknown existence from a distance. This was a war that no one could intervene in, and it belonged to her alone.

Su Mingan waited for half an hour. Su Luoluo suddenly opened his eyes, his cheeks turned red, he breathed rapidly and coughed, as if he wanted to cough out his internal organs.

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

The eye sockets are bloodshot and covered with red threads. The girl's face was pale and her whole body was shaking, like a mentally broken person.

"Su Luoluo!" Su Mingan immediately cut her finger and fed her the blood. The darkness in her eyes gradually calmed down, and the painful tremors gradually subsided. Her eyebrows twitched and she slowly raised her head.

Then, she showed her usual teasing smile:

"It's okay... I sensed the existence of Duplicate. The causal lines he controls are too dense and huge. I just probed a little, and he almost followed the clues and destroyed me."

She suffered tremendous mental trauma.

Climbing on the web of cause and effect means looking directly into the abyss, and you will be swallowed up if you are not careful. She is just an ordinary human being. In the vastness of the universe, she cannot even be called an ant. That's why Su Mingan always felt that she couldn't do it.

But the first time she explored the causal network, she encountered the prying eyes of the double shadow, and she survived.

——It is equivalent to giving an ant a machete. Even if it can indeed injure people with the machete, the probability of its own destruction is much higher than others.

"Forget it." Su Mingan said.

Su Luoluo was silent for a while: "...Then if I give up, I will go back to that cold palace and be a scared game anchor."

Su Mingan's pupils narrowed.

"If I give up... Xiaoyunduo, you won't come to me again all year round, not even once... cough, cough, cough, cough..." She coughed violently again:

"I'm not blaming you. You should have not come to me. But I don't want to... just watch... I want to... play an important role. I kind of want to... become a superhero in this world..."

"I don't want...I don't want to be that...high school student who likes my own posts...no one cares about...the dark, ordinary, mediocre..."

Her eyes were stained with tears.

This made Su Mingan's palm stop.

... She believes that only if she plays a role can anyone be willing to love her. Because no one had ever loved her before.

And it is impossible for a god to always pay attention to a person who has no strategic role. What she said is indeed right. Even though they were friends, the distance only grew further.

"I have a request...can you agree to it?" After Su Luoluo recovered, she still stared into Su Mingan's eyes despite her splitting headache.

Su Ming'an was shaking her head in her heart.

...You can't promise her.

…You know what she’s asking for. You have heard this request from many people. It is almost like...a last wish.

"What are you going to say?" But he still spoke.

Speeding trains would always pass by him. They would move forward without hesitation, smile at him, and push him far away when the crisis came. They never tried to wait for him and took the initiative to fall off the cliff.

He cannot pull these trains, they are voluntary, and their contribution is indeed indispensable. All he can do is witness and commemorate.

But he had never gotten used to this feeling of loss.

He knew what would happen to Su Luoluo if she continued. This was almost an ending that could be seen at a glance, and no judgment was needed - anyone could imagine the outcome when a human being faced with a higher dimensional being. In this invisible trial of cause and effect, high-dimensional beings can make countless mistakes, while humans can only make one mistake.

But in the conversation, they seemed to deliberately ignore this.

"Promise me first." Miss Demon King emphasized.

"Tell me what it is first." The god shook his head.

"Promise me first."

"What did you say it was?"

"Are you a repeater?"

"Aren't you too."

"Bounce your reread."

"The bounce doesn't work."

The back-and-forth conversation was repeated for more than a dozen rounds, almost like children bickering. Su Mingan almost laughed out loud - how could it be so ridiculous? Regarding a person's imminent death line and facing their own fate, they can still quarrel like children. It's like the destruction in front of you doesn't exist.

The girl took a deep breath, raised her hands as if she had given up, and said pitifully: "Okay, the rebound is ineffective. I give up, that's what I said."

She leaned close to his ear, her hair swaying slightly in his ear, and there was a smell of sunshine in front of her. She didn't know what kind of shampoo it was.

His expression was dazed for a moment, and he subconsciously wanted to push her away, but he felt it was unnecessary. The actions between friends were often very simple.

"...I know that one day, the mental trauma will exceed my threshold, and the evil spirit of the shadow will accumulate. I will gradually become trance-like, sluggish, irritable, irritable, and even a different person. So I might I will express feelings like regret and escape, but those are not my real thoughts." She said in a low voice:

"When the time comes, force me."

"Force me to continue weaving the thread of cause and effect, force my consciousness to actively sink into authority, don't let me... really escape like this."

Su Mingan's pupils trembled.

The soft hair scratched the shell of his ear, itching, making his whole body tremble unconsciously - he didn't know if it was because of the itch or something else.

She wanted to cut off her own escape route.

——Because she is a coward and a salty fish without any willpower.

She knew that she just didn't have the willpower and would definitely retreat. She was tired of doing homework and didn't want to brave the scorching heat and cold to learn her talents. After listening to the online class for a while, she bowed her head and drew pictures. She didn't write a few pages on the paper, but the textbook was full of graffiti. She knows herself too well.

So I agreed in advance not to let her back down in order not to waste the power of cause and effect.

Su Mingan looked into her eyes.

She didn't look at him, but looked over his shoulder at the sun garden not far away. The golden flowers look up to the sky. Even if there are clouds and no sunshine, they still bloom brightly.

Like her eternal smile.

"...Don't be too serious." Su Luoluo said to himself: "I didn't take on the responsibility for some lofty sense of responsibility or mission. I just wanted to... special a little."

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[Su Luoluo was stunned: "You mean, the plot of the map 'Daoya City' is over, and he is going to fly to higher and further places. I am like the initial NPC of a novice village, right? ?"】

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——Because she no longer wants to be an NPC in Novice Village.

She wants to be the protagonist of her own life.

She reached out and hugged him gently, taking his pain into her arms.

"...I am still very immature. Even when I am an adult, I am still like a child. It seems that I was not ready to grow up at all, so I just grew up." She whispered in his ear: "Let you I’m so sorry for worrying about you.”

"By the way, little Yunduo, can you... cover my eyes with your hands, just for a little while."

He didn't know why, but he still put his palm in front of her eyes.

He waited for a while, and his palms soon became moist.

"..." His pupils shrank for a moment. The palm subconsciously wanted to move away, but it remained motionless, like a warrior guarding the city wall.

The girl's cry was soundless, except for the moisture in her palms and a slight tremor, which did not expose her vulnerability.

In the deserted park, where the cameras couldn't reach her, she could finally stop laughing.

The warmth spread through her eyelids and palms. It was a filling warmth that she had never experienced before, as if something had sprouted and filled up what she was missing at birth.

He sat quietly with her in the park until the heavy snow covered their shoulders, until she wiped away her tears and walked back alone. Until the web of causal threads grew larger and larger at her fingertips.

He stared at her back and did not catch up with her. Instead, he walked in the opposite direction - he had other tasks to do.

The moment he turned around, he seemed to hear the sound of something breaking.

Their figures intertwined for a brief moment, and soon separated in both directions, walking towards the unknown nine hundred and ninety-seven years, until the end of the ark.

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That night, it was extremely cold and snowy.