First Player

Chapter 56 Chapter 55 · "Everyone, we are fire."

Su Mingan handed the chip to the genius hacker in the camp—a young man named Kuqiu. It will take at least a day or two for the chip to be decoded.

In the next time, Su Mingan plans to kill robots to gain experience. After all, there will be new skills after upgrading to the second level.

The air was filled with the aroma of sweet potatoes and potato soup, and people were cooking porridge.

Su Mingan had already shifted the live broadcast perspective, and there was a barrage of comments about the actions of the five players just now:

[The wave of moral kidnapping by the five players just now made me sick. Fortunately, everyone had a good outlook and did not intercede for the evildoers. 】

[I think the first player should be tolerant. It’s not easy for everyone. Isn’t it good to let them go? 】

[Look, what did I say? As soon as I said everyone had a correct outlook on life, some virgin bitch jumped out. 】

[I really hope to meet the first player. Why do these idiots want to take action against the first player? They probably think too highly of themselves and think they can win with more people. 】

【……】

"Dong dong dong -" a sound of footsteps suddenly came.

A group of rebels, all wounded, walked down the corridor with two little girls.

They were a resistance team that went on a previous mission and rescued two little girls who were almost transformed, but unfortunately, they also lost four of their companions permanently. The leader is Vincent, the deputy leader of the resistance, a tall and strong man.

"Lorka, Merij, Raya, and Hodebu are dead." Vincent announced to the silent crowd. Every time a companion dies, he will announce their names like this so that everyone can remember the deceased and continue to face a new life.

The black-haired woman who shot accurately before was named Dingyue. She nodded silently and recorded these names on the death list.

However, a young man with yellow hair was stunned: "Loka...my brother Luoka is dead?"

He and Lorca were best friends growing up. He never thought that Lorca would die, just to save two little girls.

"——Just to save these two little girls, why should we lose Luo Ka? His combat power is one of the best in the camp. If we lose his companions again, how can we launch a general attack into the White City!"

The yellow-haired young man roared loudly. He is a new member of the resistance and cannot accept the sacrifice of his companions.

Deputy leader Vincent frowned and shouted: "What nonsense are you talking about! They were almost dragged away by the mechanical army to be transformed. Of course we have to save them!"

"We also have relatives and friends, why should we sacrifice ourselves for a group of girls? We just need to fight into the inner city!" The yellow-haired young man frowned.

Vincent was so angry that he wanted to give the yellow-haired young man a big mouth.

But the cold eyes of the people around him showed that they also recognized the yellow-haired young man's words.

...Why should these battle-hardened warriors die just to save a few unknown girls?

The dead Lorca was the happy fruit of the camp. When he died, everyone was uneasy.

The atmosphere in the camp was stagnant for a while.

Seeing it, the angry Vincent and everyone were about to fight.

If a fight breaks out here, this camp will probably fall apart. Not to mention gathering together to kill Shiro in five days, a perfect pass would be ruined.

Alyssa watched this scene quietly. She turned her head and saw Su Mingan's figure.

"——You think this is unfair and unfair, right?"

A question sounded particularly clear in the silent camp. The leader Su Mingan walked out wearing a black cloak and a black silk hat.

In his live broadcast room, barrages kept popping up, and everyone was debating the issue of "should we save people?"

Everyone turned their attention, like a spotlight shining on Su Mingan at this moment. The yellow-haired young man was a little scared, but he still said bravely: "Yes, we just saved two girls we didn't know each other. We lost four friends. This is not equal at all!"

"Equal?" Su Mingan said, "Are you putting the two living people and the four dead people on the balance of life?"

The yellow-haired young man was stunned.

"Let me ask you, what is the creed of our 'Yan'?" Su Mingan asked.

"[Overthrow the city and save those who suffered injustice]..." The yellow-haired young man stuttered.

For some reason, when facing Su Ming'an, he lost his momentum and couldn't even speak fluently.

"Very good." Su Mingan said: "But if there is a fundamental flaw in this creed, can we still act according to our fundamental will?"

Salvation is the goal, killing is just a means. If the purpose is lost by not using means, then what is the program of the resistance army?

The yellow-haired young man was stunned.

"Indulge your ignorant passion and clamor for 'inequality'. Our creed is to save all those who suffer injustice, but you have to abandon your faith because you care about your life." Su Mingan said:

"In this way, I will be afraid... afraid that the forerunners will regret the creed they have established, and afraid that those who hold the flag will violate their original oath.

I am afraid that my compatriots, my comrades-in-arms, will turn a cold shoulder to those who suffer injustice because of their fear of death and sacrifice, and will fall from the sane to the mediocre. "

"..." The yellow-haired young man lowered his head, not daring to say a word.

Su Mingan turned around and looked at everyone in the camp:

"——Everyone, why did we set up the resistance army?"

People looked up, stunned.

"Just do it if you want to do it. Don't be afraid of sacrifice or failure. We have the power to hold weapons. We can fight for our own destiny, and we can protect the people around us." Su Mingan said:

"I didn't want to emphasize these, but I hope you know - what you need to have is the courage to be fearless in sacrifice, and the mentality of eternal struggle. Don't shrink back because of fear, and don't bow down because of interests."

"Only the strongest fire and the most fearless blood can overthrow this sick city and save its dim and ignorant people."

"——We are the sober people in White City, everyone."

Su Mingan looked around.

Under his gaze, the people who were originally filled with indignation lowered their heads in shame.

No one dared to meet his eyes.

"Among us, some care about their relatives, some fight for ideas and honor, and some hate the leaders of Baicheng and want revenge."

"But if we want us to be united and the evil system in Baicheng disappear, we must not question our own creeds and ideas."

"We are gathered here because we have chosen to fight and unite - we want to change this sick city, we give direction to the ignorant, salvation to the victims, freedom and satisfaction to the revolutionaries - to stop all injustices , save all those who suffer injustice."

"If we say that in order to save our lives, we ignore the injustice and turn a blind eye to the victims. Then - what is the difference between us and those numb residents?"

Speaking of this, there seemed to be complex emotions mixed in Su Mingan's eyes.

"...If it really brings you to that situation."

"I would feel guilty."

…

His words fell to the ground.

There was no other sound in the camp except the wind.

People stood there quietly, lowering their heads, blushing on their cheeks.

Su Mingan's words did not condemn, question, or contain any anger, but they made them so ashamed that they wanted to crawl into the mud.

It's obviously just a plain explanation, but the words can touch their hearts.

... They are "sober", but they want to abandon their creed.

...If they even betray their original beliefs, how are they any different from those numb Baicheng lackeys?

Su Mingan glanced around below and turned around. His steps were determined, and the black cloak behind him fluttered.

"Pah, pah."

After a moment, there was a round of applause.

Immediately afterwards, the second sound,

The third tone,

The fourth tone.

Applause burst out from Dingyue's fingers and gradually became like a torrent, stirring up people's emotions and flowing through the camp.

"Pah, pah, pah—"

"I'm sorry! Chief, I shouldn't have thought that way!" Someone said, squeezing his neck, and his cheeks turned red with embarrassment.

After Su Mingan's last words, "I will feel guilty," they apologized profusely. In such a voice - everyone begged for his forgiveness.

Su Mingan stood still and just shook his head:

"I have never blamed you. You have the right to choose your own life."

"It's just that life has no measurement or equivalence, it only consists of light and fire."

"...Everyone, we are fire."

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[You have complete control of the resistance. 】

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[Parallel copy·Live broadcast room No.10·Andre]

"boom!"

Gunshots rang out, and people in the underground camp looked at Andre in shock as he suddenly fired.

In this ten-person parallel dungeon, Andre is the leader of the resistance. He obtained powerful guns very early.

The yellow-haired young man fell to the ground, his eyes full of disbelief. He just complained a few words and was shot by Andre.

Andre was a tall, muscular man with a beard. He held a gun and sneered:

"—Did you see that if you stir up chaos in the camp, this is what you will end up with!"

His gun is pointed at the silent people, who dare to be angry but dare not speak.

"I don't have time to comfort you. If you want to survive, just do what I do and break into the inner city!" Andre said coldly.

"Chief..." Dingyue wanted to persuade.

Andre's gun was pointed directly at Dingyue:

"Shut up, do you really take yourself seriously? Listen, I am the leader - I will kill anyone who disobeys!"

It's just a group of NPCs. He is the leader. No one dares to disobey him. He can kill them if he wants.

How could he respect these people? NPCs were just weapons, chess pieces, and even scapegoats. Only players like him who travel through the world are the best.

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