The guy who got shit luck.

You, Su Ming'an, were originally a student, but you are so unworthy of wielding a knife against your compatriots for a small immediate profit."

Su Ming'an listened to Mizushimakawa Haru's words and cried blood.

He could understand her words. After all, in her opinion, he was indeed an absolute enemy, but he did not show any influence at all because of her words.

But he couldn't forgive her behavior.

... As long as she can think a little more, she won't reveal all her own thoughts.

She is so stupid, stupid and naive.

Just like the passionate protagonist of a young comic, she thinks that she will succeed if she works hard, thinks that loud talk will make him "awake up", and thinks that as long as she works hard and lurks for so many years, good results will come...

But in fact, the ultimate boss she is facing and despising actually has the same purpose as her from beginning to end.

...and she will never know the truth.

Because this Boss also loves the world she loves equally and equally.

Su Mingan smiled.

He seemed to be performing in a funny stage play, crazily criticizing his own ideals.

"It sounds nice, but it's too naive. Mizushima redeems your home, and then what?

You cannot have absolute dominance and the strongest strength.

You have a lot of troops but don't use them, you have power but you don't care about it. You ignorantly went against the organizers, and then you ended up like this.

Before you make a choice, you should clearly understand the winning rate and outcome.

You should know that passion or simple love for your sister will not be the reason for your success.

You have never really fought against fate, but only lost to the person you despised the most.

You listen carefully."

He said word by word to Mizushima Kawaharu on the ground:

"You can't do it at all."

"You can't save anyone."

"There will be no result if we continue. No one can win in the end with such a ridiculous reason as redeeming Zhai Xing."

"Your blood will be drained and your passion will fade away."

"You just adopted an extremely simplified and extreme way of thinking, put all opinions on the line, and turned them into admirable principles."

"During this period, you learned nothing but to completely affirm yourself and completely deny your opponents."

"And if dignity is lost the first time, it will naturally happen a second time."

"Look, under my temporary coercion, in less than a minute, you abandoned your dignity again, scored twice, and lay down in front of me like a dog, just like you did before."

"Your so-called ideals are worthless, and your persistence for more than ten years is meaningless. The meaning you talk about is far from meaningful."

"Redeeming one's homeland is simply impossible. It is impossible for humans to resist the organizers or go against their will."

"Rules are things considered from the perspective of the people in power, and you violated the basic rules of the game."

"You're basically asking for your own destruction."

"You regard persistence and perseverance as progress, and righteousness as your own virtue. You think that under fair rules, you can get everything from the "game" system, and become a hard-core player who overturns the chessboard."

"But you just don't understand."

He stood up slowly, looked at the abyss-like corridor, looked at Mo Yan walking slowly over, looked at the pendant in his hand, and said softly:

"Mizushima, you need to understand that in the game, players are the most humble beings who need to comply with the rules the most.

…

And you will have nothing in the end."

"..." Listening to his long words, Mizushima Kawaharu's expression finally showed signs of collapse.

She was trembling, her whole body was trembling, her red eyes were staring at him, and she seemed to want to stretch out a pair of hands out of thin air and crush his neck.

Shock, pain, sadness, disappointment...so many emotions flowed through her heart like a tide.

"Fortunately you turned off the live broadcast and said these words." She said hoarsely.

"Then have you been influenced by me?" Su Mingan asked.

"Never." She was silent for a moment and said firmly.

"Unfortunately."

"...because my path has ended here." she said.

Su Mingan's eyes moved.

"I can't kill you, I can't stop you, my retreat has been blocked by myself." Mizushima Kawaharu said: "I only had this one chance, and I failed."

"..."

"As a loser, what awaits me is disappearance and death," she said.

"..."

"Su Ming'an, you are very arrogant, extremely arrogant." She said: "Others didn't see it, but I have fully heard your arrogance in your words.

Even if you succeed in dominating everything in the end, you won't be able to bring this land back to life.

You have been completely assimilated, and you have no sense of the bottom line and emotions that humans should have.

You are no longer a human being.

In a real sense, you have adapted to this game and become the real number one 'player'."

As she spoke, her voice became hoarse and her voice became weaker and weaker.

As if floating in the clouds, she spoke her last words with vague words and blood dripping from the corners of her mouth:

"congratulations."

Su Mingan closed her eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw the body of the girl in front of him who had lost all limbs and had completely fallen to the ground.

The blood stained her body like a map. She closed her eyes and remained silent, like a dark tombstone.

His hands trembled slightly.

...when can human beings truly dominate themselves?

Don't pretend to be crazy, don't beg for mercy, don't live like a slave or a dog to prevent your true intentions from being exposed.

The incompetent pioneer died before his eyes.

Separated by a miserable barrier, their ideals cannot communicate.

And even for such a stupid compatriot... when she fell in front of him, he could still hear the trembling of her soul.

Scarce and valuable.

Stupid and naive.

And he will end this game with his own hands.

After nine months.

He raised his head.

He saw Mo Yan standing at the door with a somewhat shocked expression.

"Mo Yan, what's wrong?"

He thought that what they said was a bit shocking and could frighten the whole world, but Mo Yan heard it.

"Brother." Mo Yan quickly approached him: "Are you okay?"

Su Mingan knew that Mo Yan probably heard it.

But he felt that Mo Yan was a trustworthy person.

The other party even gave his life to him, several times.

"Someone has said that people who are constantly pursuing their own interests are the most motivated and ideal people."

When Su Mingan said this, he showed a bright smile: "...I think they are right."

"..."

Mo Yan looked at him.

Mo Yan looked at him with extremely complex eyes, watching him carefully, as if looking at a strange object.

"...brother."

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Chapter completed!