Su Mingan's thinking fell into a blank for a moment.

He lost his speech for a moment and stopped the action that was about to trigger annihilation.

As if being pulled by some irresistible invisible force, an unconscious, pale coldness spread throughout the body, and he almost lost control of his vision, trembling uncontrollably.

……What?

…What does the spirit know?

The shell was suddenly shattered, and he was like a naked man standing alone in the snow, facing the endless cold wind, pouring into every corner of his body, and even his breathing was tightly suppressed.

The situation was out of control, and he subconsciously wanted to go back and cover it up - because he had always done this, it had almost become instinctive.

But what flashed through his mind like a flash of lightning was that he suddenly understood - he couldn't even use the reverse gear this time.

He can no longer cover everything, he can no longer undo his actions, he can no longer reverse cause and effect, and nothing can go back to the past. Once lost, it is truly lost, and there is no longer even a chance to save oneself. In the most dangerous and difficult plot route

, his fault tolerance rate will be reduced to zero.

For a moment, his expression almost lost control, but his consciousness seemed to tug at his lips, causing him to speak out the words without pause. After adjusting his state, he asked: "...suicide?"

His tone was calm, without the slightest tremor, as if he had some kind of instinctive reaction - a stress reaction that quickly calmed him down even if he knew the situation might be out of control.

His surface was watertight, as if it was completely separated from his panicked heart, becoming two parallel lines that had nothing to do with each other. He seemed to be in a far away place, watching his own performance coldly, controlling a game in which he was the leader.

The protagonist's puppet show.

The god's gaze was as cold as the moonlight. He looked at Su Ming'an as if he were looking at a piece of porcelain that could easily be broken. Su Ming'an looked at him like this. Their eyes met in the pale moonlight, and they could only hear the crisp sound of the clock.

the sound of.

It was as if there was an invisible flow of time traveling between them, and the evening breeze flowed between their gazes.

Su Ming'an could feel that he was being watched carefully. The God's gaze could even be said to be "observing" or "tracing". He was carefully capturing every tremor of his face and every slight movement of his pupils.

, from the eyebrows, to the bridge of the nose, to the lips.

——A test?

Su Mingan's heartbeat was still steady.

It was just the thoughts running rapidly in his mind and the chaotic emotions in his heart, like a rising tide.

——Or is it that the gods are simply afraid of his death?

Su Mingan was still looking at the gods. In just three seconds, no one could tell what was going through their hearts.

Su Mingan's rhetorical question was like a stone falling to the ground, receiving no response.

The god straightened up, and his snow-white hair looked more like moonlight. He seemed to have lost interest in continuing the conversation, and just said lightly: "You can stay here."

He turned around and seemed about to leave.

Su Mingan quickly calmed down.

The gods did not directly point out the death stage, so it cannot be assumed that the gods know this information. Maybe this is just a warning from the gods, maybe it is just a test, otherwise he will face the organizer's attack at this time.

"...I can't stay here, I have to attend the first ruins in two hours." Su Mingan raised his voice.

Whether it is the seal on his body or the improvement of his personality, he needs to participate in the ruins. Su Luoluo, Xiao Jingsan, Li Yuxuan, Mizushima Kawakora, Yamada Machichi and others will also definitely go to the ruins. This is one of the few times they interact with each other.

Opportunities to connect.

However, the spirit seemed not to hear it and walked slowly out, its back like a touch of snow on the top of a mountain.

Su Mingan stood up, took out Arman's sword, and stabbed himself in the chest.

"Ding Dong."

A soft sound.

The blade fell to the ground, and the moonlight shone on the blade, like a section of moonlight that had been trapped.

The god who originally walked out appeared beside Su Ming'an in an instant, and his cold jade hand clasped Su Ming'an's sword-holding wrist. His brows were slightly frowned, and there was clear confusion in his eyes, and the light-colored eyes reflected

Su Mingan's figure seemed to be tightly locked onto something.

"You want to die so much." The god's voice became unsteady: "What are you threatening me with?"

Su Mingan's expression remained unchanged.

No matter what, the gods are indeed afraid of his death. This will become his leverage. According to normal thinking, even if there is no death retaliation, he can start from the perspective of his own life to threaten the gods.

"I must participate in the ruins." Su Mingan moved his hand slightly, but the god's hand remained motionless, like a hard iron hoop.

"If you want to pass the level perfectly, I can give it to you." God's voice was calm, gentle, and unquestionable. His voice was not that harsh, but it had an impulse that made people subconsciously convinced:

"Stay here."

"It's absolutely safe here, and someone else will take your fate."

…

[Perfect clearance progress: 55%]

…

The moment he heard the notification that the progress was increasing, Su Mingan's back felt like clinging frost, and the feeling of horror was like a thin vine, tightly strangling his throat.

He looked at the pure white God in front of him. He was like the most exquisite porcelain, making him feel that it should be filled with something. Whether it was fresh roses, white frost and snow, or exquisite candies, at least it should be filled with something, but

In fact, He is more like an empty shell.

empty.

This made Su Mingan feel that the gods were empty.

"I hope you stay here. I can give you whatever you want. I can make a contract with you. I will respect all your actions as long as you 'recognize' me." The god said slowly: "I

All I want is your 'approval'."

"Approved?" Su Mingan repeated.

When a child gets a certificate, he or she will want to be recognized by adults. But the gods are the most powerful beings in the world - they actually want the "approval" of a human being?

Although Su Wensheng's recording said that he was an old god, this matter has not been confirmed yet.

"I hope you can become my archangel, my agent in the world." The god said, "As long as you 'recognize' this, I will let you go."

Su Mingan said: "You usurped my throne a thousand years ago and made people forget about me - and then, you told me today that you wanted me to be your archangel. Is this charity or humiliation?"

Su Mingan's tone was fierce, but the god had no unnecessary expression.

Suddenly, the god seemed to have thought of something and added:

"If you agree to become my archangel, we can form a bond of relationship. Marriage is not a no-brainer. Under my guidance..."

"Stop." Su Mingan's face was full of black lines.

"You are very resistant to me. Is it because of that recording?" God said: "You just heard Wen Sheng's recording. But you didn't hear something like - 'Ding dong! Get Su Wen Sheng's recording. Get 100 exploration points!

'This kind of system sound - how can you believe that it is a real recording? How can you firmly believe that 'you are an old god'? Preconceptions are a taboo in completing the level. You should use all the power around you, including

Work with me.”

For a moment, Su Mingan felt a cold wind suddenly blowing in his heart.

——The gods know the world game so well. This level of understanding is shocking.

The god said: "Since you don't agree to become my archangel, then you will stay here until you change your mind."

This time He didn't stop and left directly.

Su Mingan opened the window. It was located on the tenth floor. Below was a large ring-shaped square as white as jade, similar to a sacrificial site in Western Greece. During festivals, believers would worship, and the Pope would recite scriptures in the sun. But here

It was a cold night and there was no one in the square, so there was no way to call for help.

At this time, he heard movement at the door, and when he looked back, the spirit was back again.

The god is holding a basket of fresh roses and holding an oil lamp in his other hand. The burning oil lamp is dimly lit with deep yellow light, soft and deep, and shines on His clean face.

This kind of beauty transcended both parties' positions, and Su Mingan began to wonder about the gender of the god for a moment.

They were separated by a distance, but God did not come any closer. He just decorated fresh roses around the room. Then He began to come in and out constantly, decorating the room with various flowers, and placing small pillows, sugar cookies, black tea, etc.

The objects are placed on the small round table, constantly adding the breath of life, and this space is being filled bit by bit by Him until it is complete.

"What flowers do you like? I'll put some more." When he came back for the sixth time, the god held an oil lamp and held a huge cat doll in one hand. He seemed to think that Su Ming'an liked cats very much.

Through the heat of the black tea, his face looked softer.

Su Ming'an looked at these behaviors of the gods in surprise. The gods seemed to really think that he would stay here for a long time. At this time, the room had changed from the original monotony to a very warm one. There were even some puppets placed on the piano in the corner.

Under the illumination of the oil lamp, their two figures were projected on the wall, at similar heights, faintly visible.

"I like the flowers in the ruins." Su Mingan said.

The god was thoughtful and nodded: "When the first ruins are over tonight, I will get some flowers for you."

It seems that He is determined and does not want Su Ming'an to attend the ruins.

The god stuffed the huge stuffed cat doll into Su Ming'an's arms, almost overwhelming him.

After the god left, Su Mingan picked up the Arman sword on the ground and cut it directly towards his neck. The next second, the god appeared instantly and grabbed his wrist for the second time.
To be continued...