All limbs were restrained, and Su Mingan's consciousness was a little blurry.

With a soft "ding" sound, he felt numbness in his temples. The huge data suddenly began to impact his brain like a falling waterfall, and an icy current flowed from his head into his limbs.

This feeling of death felt familiar to him, and even felt like home.

"A...Sa."

He heard a faint sound, someone calling him.

Then, sadness, despair, anger...it seemed like all the negative emotions in the world came at him at once, twisting together like complicated threads.

There was a person crying towards him, his face blurred, then a second person, a third person... until the figures were endless, and the cold tears flowing down gathered into a big river.

They stretched out their hands towards him, as if they wanted to hug him tightly, and as if they wanted to engulf him.

Like... praying to "God" for help.

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["Please! Look at us! Look at us!"]

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【"Nothing is gone, why is this happening!!!"】

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["Back, Xiaobei is back..."]

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【"Don't cry, I like you, the way you smile."】

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["I vaguely remembered that many simulations ago, my eyes were not so cold, and my attitude towards life was far less frivolous than it is now."]

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["But why do I have to carry so many undead souls?"]

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["But why do you want me to see such a purgatory?"]

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["If I become the scale itself, with the world on one end and myself on the other, will I ever turn the scale sideways in my direction once out of a hundred and a thousand 'measurements'?"]

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【"Love...what is love?"】

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【"Asa - Akto!"】

【"Asa - Akto!!!"】

["It's all your fault for the disaster of the century! It's all your fault!!"]

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“Cough, cough, cough, cough—!”

Su Mingan opened his eyes suddenly, cold sweat dripping down his back.

His limbs were still bound to the bed, and only his head could barely move. The anesthesia had worn off, and he could clearly feel the rough touch of the straps rubbing against his wrists.

It was difficult for him to describe the resonance he had just felt - despair for the future, deep loneliness, an inescapable bondage... all kinds of negative human emotions were weighing on him like cumulonimbus clouds.

People's different eyes, sad, desperate, crying, tearful... flashed through his mind quickly again and again.

Such a strong emotional impact was far beyond the upper limit of what he could bear. His eyes were dizzy, and his vision was like stretched moonlight, leaving only cold and dazzling white, and his fingers trembled unconsciously.

There was a feeling of fabric on his chest, as if someone had put a coat on his trembling body.

"The first resonance is over, are you cold?"

A voice came to my ears.

Su Mingan turned his head and quickly calmed down, but his breathing was still rapid.

A black-haired young man sat beside the bed, his dark gray eyes seemed to be tainted with the faint light of fire. He was wearing a silver-gray vest and had taken off his coat. Dizzying and complex data flowed around him, as if surrounded by

His white flowers.

——Asa Akto has the quality to make everything around him gentle and beautiful. Even inorganic data flows are like flowers around him.

"Is it cold?" Akto asked again, his deep eyes seemed to be shining with sunlight, as if the sunlight was crushed into powder and poured into his pupils thinly.

Seeing this man, Su Mingan almost thought that the original Dr. Akto was back. In his impression, the original Dr. Akto was such a calm, gentle scholar with great love in his heart, and his tone was full of care.

But the looming red in Akto's eyes reminded him that this was the cub type of god.

"What did you just do?" Su Mingan said.

"Synchrony, resonance, improve your acceptance of me. Don't worry, I will do it step by step. Each resonance will only last for a short while and will not cause damage to your brain. If I can invade your body, for me,

It's far more interesting than invading the ruined world." Akto said: "This is the first time, we still have a long time."

"You will regret invading me." Su Mingan said.

"That's not possible." Akto said: "Player No. 1...if he could command one billion of your humans, it would be ten times more interesting than commanding the 100 million humans in the ruined world."

Su Mingan's breathing slowed down slightly.

He seemed to...understand what the ultimate goal of the gods was.

"You originally wanted to...become a player?"

——God is an NPC in the ninth world, and he actually wants to replace the first player? This is different from Su Lin's situation. Su Lin was pulled out, but God actively wants to steal the player's identity and completely replace Su Ming'an.

"What if I promise that I can help you pass all levels perfectly in the future?" God seems to know the world's games very well: "Can you give your body to me? Look, you are so tired and suffering..."

"Impossible." Su Mingan immediately refused. He knew that gods were powerful, but how could he believe the intruder's words.

"If you want to become a player, I have another way." Su Mingan said.

"I know that you have the skills of being in power." God said: "But what I want is for you to be the number one player, not to become a marginalized person like Su Lin."

"The number one player is not an interesting position." Su Mingan said.

Whoever takes a fancy to this position will be unlucky. Whoever gets close will be even more unlucky. Whoever inevitably sits on it will be unlucky for eight lifetimes.

Just looking at the viewers who are still laughing in the live broadcast room, we know that these viewers are much worse than the humans in the ruined world. Very few people will respect the so-called number one player like they respect Akto. Star chasing, comparison,

Entertainment phenomena such as book publishing, sickness, Thursday Madness, and forbidden passwords are not uncommon.

"Well..." God was silent for a while and avoided the topic.

"You are very wary of me. Is it because I didn't entertain you well?" God stopped mentioning the topic of 'Player 1' and turned back to the door and said, "Xiao Ke, bring me a glass of strawberry juice."

Su Mingan turned his head and finally saw the whole room clearly. An old-style calendar hung on the wall, and there was an old-fashioned gramophone not far from the door. A faint pine scent floated in the air, exuding an exquisite retro style.

.

There are many glass hanging cabinets placed on the wall, which contain the red cape of the Fenghuo Sanctuary, the team emblem, and even the mechanical design drawings that Su Mingan personally drew over the past 40 years. It makes people feel like they have returned to that long history.

Perhaps the gods were so persistent in "acting as Acto" that they preserved all of Acto's belongings over the past forty years.

There is an ice-white machine next to the bed, with several wires connected to Su Mingan's temples. This is probably the "emotional resonance device".

A blond woman with blue eyes walked in, holding a glass of strawberry juice in her hand. Akto took the cup and handed it to Su Mingan.

Su Mingan didn't move.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I forgot that you can't move." Akto said, "I'll help you with a spoon..."

Su Mingan said: "No, I don't like strawberry juice."

"Really?" Akto said regretfully: "I didn't know until the dinner that you didn't drink either. So I went to the plantation in the City of Gods to get strawberries and wanted to give you something else to drink."

...Su Ming'an remembered that Lin Guang had said that many strawberries were planted in the City of Gods. As a result, these strawberries were all cheap to the gods.

Akto put the cup aside and suddenly said: "Do you think the soul will age? If a person spends a long time in a world and is disabled for a long time, when he returns to his body,

Will he forget how to breathe and how to stand?"

"I don't know." Su Mingan said.

Akto pondered for a moment, and the firelight danced in his eyes, glowing with a honey-like color:

"There is a scientific theory that human beings cannot live forever. No matter whether he is transformed into an immortal machine or has immortal internal organs replaced, he will eventually die. Because his thoughts have a 'life span'. When the thoughts have a life span,

When it is exhausted, no matter how many years of life his body has left, his soul will completely die.

How many lives can a person's brain hold? How many emotions can it absorb? If these memories and emotions that do not belong to him exceed his capacity, will he die without being able to be resurrected? When humans feel the loneliness that leads to death,

Does it mean that his soul has reached its shelf life?

——Our bodies will gradually age, and the decaying bodies will cause each of us to die within a hundred years. So, is this rule protecting us and preventing us from becoming a walking zombie in our immortal bodies?"

When Akto said this, there was misty sadness in his eyes.
To be continued...