Chapter seventy two(2/2)
Through a thin layer of glass, she could no longer see everything in his eyes despite being so close.
"...I'll try my best," Su Ming'an said.
She felt relieved for a moment. When a smile appeared on her lips, what she was thinking was...it was so good.
...There is a feeling of guiding disobedient children to the right path.
But at the same time, an inexplicable feeling of loss was slowly rising. She quickly shook off this strange feeling of loss and looked at the other person expectantly:
"Well, then you have to remember - don't say weird things casually, have more respect for everyone, and be more tolerant to other players... okay?"
"...If this is an indispensable help." Su Mingan closed the curtains: "...I will do it."
"Then, then..." Yu Ruohe still wanted to push the envelope a little bit. She also wanted to talk to him. She still had many things she didn't understand and wanted to communicate with him...
But at this moment, when the curtain was about to be closed, she met the other person's eyes.
There was deep fatigue in his eyes, and the bloodshot eyes were broken like glazed ice patterns. When he looked over, his swaying eyes still had a suffocating depth.
But Yu Ruohe knew that this heart-shaking, possessive emotion was never for her.
"Yu Ruohe." He said: "The rules of the main god space have changed."
"So, so...?" Yu Ruohe still didn't understand what he meant.
"..." Su Ming paused: "...It's nothing."
With a "swish" sound, the curtains were closed in front of her.
She touched her cheek, and there was a knife-like pain on her face - it was the phantom pain that condensed for a moment when the other person glanced at her.
But she was still happy in her heart. She felt that she had finally made some contribution to the world, and at least brought back a number one player who had gone off the rails.
He...will become more and more popular in the future.
She thought happily, without bothering the other person who looked very tired, and continued to water the flowers with her own small water bottle.
…
Su Mingan sat on the bed and continued to open the private message bar to read the 99+ messages from Lu Shu.
The first one was when the clone committed suicide yesterday, and he never replied. But as time passed, this person continued to talk as if he was talking to himself.
[Lu Shu: Su Mingan, I don’t believe you are dead. 】
[Lu Shu: Your behavior seems great, but it is meaningless. You are more suitable to continue walking than Mizushima River]
[Lu Shu: They kept your body in the First Guild’s headquarters, but I don’t think it’s you—it’s your clone, right? You’ve always valued cost-effectiveness. You wouldn’t do something like this.
Sacrifice yourself to fulfill others' affairs]
[Lu Shu: Humanity still needs you, the world still needs you, you are a spiritual leader, and you will last forever.]
[Lu Shu: Su Mingan, believe in yourself, you are the only beacon]
【……】(Omit 99+ private messages)
There was a gap of some time, but the private messages still came one after another.
[Lu Shu: They called for making the main god space the safest place, forming a law enforcement group and a joint group, and imposing sanctions once a private fight occurs to maintain the tranquility of the habitat]
[Lu Shu: But I feel stupid. This kind of behavior will not last long. As the individual strength of players increases, there will always be things that cannot be controlled.]
[Lu Shu: Mizushima Kawakora withdrew the post that condemned you. She seems to have gone to hard training. I have to say that you have created a terrible player. Maybe your behavior is meaningful]
[Lu Shu: The World Forum has almost praised you as a god, have you noticed? Sure enough, people believe that death is the most important thing, because in the eyes of everyone you are dead, so everything you did during your lifetime will be deified]
[Lu Shu: I admit that this behavior is very meaningful. You brought people together who would have only condemned and complained. The players have all changed because of this scene. Before you spoke out, they were always good at
Think on the bright side of things.]
[Lu Shu:...]
[Lu Shu:...But why haven’t you shown up yet?]
[Lu Shu:...But why haven’t you replied to me yet?]
[Lu Shu: I've been waiting for your reply. Maybe you don't want to talk to me because I once misunderstood you. I'm sorry, but you are a good person. Su Mingan, I have always read it right. I hope you can live to watch everything]
…
[Lu Shu: Those who hold wages for others should not let them freeze to death in the wind and snow; those who clear the way for freedom should not let them be trapped in thorns.]
…
[Lu Shu: Please don’t make me wait too long.]
That’s it for the private messages, the last one was half an hour ago.
"It seems to be a success?" Su Mingan thought like this and lay back on the bed.
He heard the prompt from the system:
[The honor points have been calculated!]
[Acquire honor (deification): Players regard you as a martyr and deify all your actions - but are you really worth it? 】
[Earn 40 honor points.]
[Achievement Obtained (Game World): Although there are doubts about whether it is a clone, the players are willing to believe your drama and plan to organize a funeral for you]
[Earn 40 achievement points]
……etc.
Su Mingan saw a line of text on the system interface.
"funeral??"
Chapter completed!