MTL - First Player-Chapter 781 Seven hundred and eighty

  Chapter 781 Chapter seven hundred and eighty · "We are creatures that cannot be separated from 'love'."

   Border Town.

  The sky seemed to sink a huge piece of lead, and the rain curtain fell like an arrow.

  Under the high tower, more and more people holding umbrellas gathered.

  During the heavy rain, even people's facial features were blurred. All that remains is the face distorted into homogenization. Anger, jealousy, disgust... It seems that human beings only have this negative emotion to communicate with.

   "—Quickly pull down that woman from the tower!" The crowd kept shouting, most of them were shrill voices of women.

   "—I live a dirty life, what should I do if I bring a bad child! It looks innocent on the surface, but I didn't expect it to be a scourge!"

  They are ordinary people who don’t know what emotional resonance is. This term doesn’t even have a concept in their minds. They only listen to the orders of the city lord. Now that there is an order from Doomsday City, ordering them to stop Xiaomei's live broadcast, of course they will listen.

   This is a great achievement. When the incident subsides, the entire border town will be rewarded, and maybe it will be awarded the title of Honorary Border Town.

   "Has the one who broke the door not succeeded yet? Why is she still broadcasting live? Can you pull her down quickly?" Someone was more anxious than a god.

   "I heard that there is one last door, soon."

   "Should we help? Can we get credit for helping with this matter?"

  Voices murmured, drifting in the rain. The crowd was like a mouse wandering in the granary, and the sharp creaking sound filled the rainy night.

  The streets are lit with lights, like stars gathering and scattering, the border town, which has always been peaceful, has no sleep tonight.

  Outside the crowd, two middle-aged men in uniforms were talking.

   "Odd Zhuo, deal with this quickly." The man wearing a black tie stared at the signal tower.

   "The deputy city lord, has already started to arrange for troops to rush up. The iron gate of the signal tower is very strong, and it will not be able to break open for a while." The subordinate named Zhuo Yi replied.

   "As soon as possible." The deputy city lord of the border town said.

   "Do you think it is possible that the current person in Doomsday City is really a counterfeit, and this little eyebrow is actually the real city owner?" Zhuo Yi asked cautiously.

"There is this possibility, but do you dare to believe it?" The deputy city lord asked: "If you believe it, what should you do now? Disregard the anger of the masses and go against everyone? Or wait until the end of the city is defeated, and you will act Whoever disobeyed the order, the whole family will be dragged out to be executed? You are clear about the cruelty of that city lord. Your daughter is eighteen years old and has a bright future. Do you dare to take this risk?"

  Odd Zhuo fell silent.

"The city lord issued an order, and he is now sitting in the position of the city lord, so we have to obey him." The deputy city lord waved his hand and said firmly: "The end of the world is at the head, we are all small people, I don't expect how many civilizations human beings can survive, I just want the human beings to survive these few years. I can’t tell the difference between the real and the fake city lords, we just follow orders.”

"But…"

   "No but, follow orders."

   The conversation ceased.

  The two of them stared at the torrential rain, and Zhuo Yi suddenly felt a bone-chilling cold. He finally understands what the word "humanity" represents, and what kind of contradictions and choices he will face when human reason and desire conflict.

  The scariest thing is that when a decision is made, people know how to do it is right, but people don't have the courage to choose "right".

  …

   "Patter."

  Xiaomei turned off the lights in the studio to prevent her shadow from being remotely locked. Holding the microphone with one hand, she curled up and hid under the table, like a shivering rabbit.

  She has no time to manage the angry people under the tower, and everyone who has fallen in Doomsday City needs her voice.

   "Click", she stretched out her hand and pulled the connecting hose of the radio, her knuckles were bruised and blue from the cold, pinching the radio tightly. She felt her teeth chattering, and immediately pressed her outer lip with the other hand, trying to keep her voice as steady as possible.

   As she pulled the hose of the radio, she felt as if she had grasped the thorn of a nightingale.

"…that."

  Every pronunciation, every word must be pronounced clearly.

  This is the professional ethics of being a radio anchor. Even less than a few tens of meters away from her, there is a group of people who wish to eat her alive in exchange for fame.

   She will do it.

   "... Hello everyone, I will continue to broadcast live for you. Just now we talked about the meaning of life..."

   She whispered:

  “We live desperately every day to prove our existence. Although some people say ‘you can’t live without hope’, I think that the few clumsy and precious moments in life are just waiting for those hopes to be born…”

  Through the window, her sight is far and far away, as if she can penetrate the heavy rain and reach a place she has never set foot on.

  …

  【—Dad, I want to read books, I want to learn mechanics~www.novelbuddy.com~ What can I read? If you detect a person with an inferior personality, don't even think about getting a good job. I don't have the money for you to buy psychotropic drugs and go to town! Stay on the fringes! 】

  【—It’s all your fault! Losing money, causing me to lose my sons and grandchildren, with you as a dragging bottle, it is hard for me to find a wife! Why don't you die? 】

  …

  “…Although there are many hopeless things in this world, they will destroy our will, our dreams, our souls, they will make us unable to lift our heads, and make us a mediocre and popular person.”

   "But the meaning of the world is to give meaning. Give everything and bear fruit, that is love, as long as there is love, I believe that there is nothing wrong with mediocrity..." she said:

"us…"

   "They are all creatures that cannot be separated from 'love'."

  She thought of that far away place.

That place is not beautiful, there are many people who are idle all day long, there are stinking garbage mountains, there are tyrannical homeless people, there are plunders, there are rapes, there are gun battles and artillery fire day and night, and everyone is struggling to survive people.

  It's called the Fringe, a hellish place, a place where she grew up.

  …

  【—Trash, trash! If you can't keep a few guests, what else can you do? 】

  【—Dad, I heard Amin next door talk about the concept of fatherly love and motherly love, can you love me? 】

  【—Okay, I’ll love you if you earn enough gambling money for me, how about it? Everything has a price, go to work! 】

  …

  “…If you never understand the world, you think you’re ‘doomed’. If you’ve seen too many dirty things, you think there’s no clean water in this world.”

  “…If you haven’t felt love, you don’t think the world deserves love…”

   "Then..."

  Her eye sockets were hot, and there seemed to be stars twinkling in her pupils:

   "That's too narrow... I always believe that everyone has something worthy of being loved. I always believe... there is love everywhere in the world."

  …

  【—Look at her, she is so disgusting. 】

  【——So many injuries on the body...you must have been abused again, tsk tsk tsk, you said this family is really a crime. 】

  【—Why does a person like her work on the same platform as us? Can the speaker openly go through the back door? I don't know what these big shots like in her? She only has one face left. 】

  【—The Dawn system is really getting more and more unreliable, even such disgusting people can enter the mechanical group. With a charming face, I don't know who to seduce...]

  …

  【—Stay away from her, I don’t want to go with her. 】

  【—Let’s entrust her with the tasks of the entire group, anyway, she is a ‘good person’, a hypocritical white lotus. 】

  …

   "Justice and tolerance will definitely solve the problem. I have always believed so...even if it is said to be 'weak' and 'foolish'." She suppressed the choking in her throat and said hoarsely:

   "This world is actually very beautiful."

   "Because I haven't felt warmth, I want to give others warmth as much as possible..."

  …

  【—Who doesn’t know her, I just slept with her yesterday. 】

  【—Haha, her father was really cruel, so he sold her to the city. 】

  【—If she is smarter, she can still find a way to change her fate. It's a pity that people are poor and have limited intelligence, so they will be locked to the upper limit for the rest of their lives. Apart from being sold, there is no other way to go. At most, she will waste her life in the fringe area, and she might as well become her father. 】

  【—People who live here, who is not like this...】

  …

  【—Xiaomei, do you want to let him go? 】

  【—let it go. 】

  …

   "So I want to tell everyone that there are really many beautiful things in this world. There are many feelings worth experiencing for yourself, and there will be a lot of love."

   Raise your voice with your eyebrows raised, and try to raise the pitch of the ending as much as possible.

  In the dim studio, no one can see the tears in her eyes clearly:

"So, please believe in the chief who fought hard, he is the city lord who gave everyone the space to live! Cruelty and tyranny can't solve any problems. Counterfeit goods are counterfeit goods after all. The one who really loves you is the one who has always been considerate of you. The chief of the city is the one who has worked tirelessly for mankind, he is the real city lord!"

   "Please trust him! You guys deserve lots and lots of love, and he deserves lots and lots of love—"

   "Please everyone—"

  The rain outside the window seemed to be a little lighter, and the noisy voices of people under the tower came up again and again, and rushed into her ears in an instant.

  …

   "—Get off! Bitch!!"

   "—Bitch! Open the door! My children have been spoiled by you! What a disaster!"

   "—Get off! Get off!!"

   "Boom—boom—boom!!"

  The bang on the door became louder and louder. With a loud bang, the iron door was finally broken open, and the sound of heavy footsteps approached instantly!

  The violent cold wind rushed in from outside the door, piercing her body like a long cold needle. Xiaomei's face was pale, and she wanted to back subconsciously, only to find that she had shrunk in a corner, with no way to retreat!

"Snapped!"

  A beam of incandescent light hit her precisely, she looked like a prisoner captured by the justice guards. People looked at her with contempt, hatred, and pity, looking at her thin pink pajamas and her arms that were bruised and blue from the cold, like looking at a toy without dignity.

  ...don't...don't look at her like that!

  Xiaomei blocked her face in panic.

  This gaze...enough! She has seen enough of her nineteen years of life!

   "People are inside!" A thick male voice came from the door.

   "Drag her out—no, just shoot!" Someone gave the order.

  The black muzzle of the gun protruded from the iron gate, aiming at her in unison.

  Just before they were about to fire, the white cat that had been lazily lying next to it suddenly arched its body, bared its fangs, and said, "Meow—" It was obviously a cat's cry, but it roared like a howling wolf.

   "Meow-meow-meow!"

  Amidst the noisy accusations and curses from the crowd, even the white cat seemed to be angry. It didn't understand why these humans scolded Xiaomei, and why they shot Xiaomei. It just feels that everything in the world is extremely absurd in its eyes. A group of human beings who claim to be advanced creatures, but they can't tell right from wrong in front of black and white, they don't live like human beings, and ghosts don't look like ghosts!

  The timidity, cowardice, desire, and inferiority of human nature are reflected in its eyes during this sleepless night in the border town. Who is living above the sky and arbitrarily manipulating these people who live like puppets between their families and interests? And why did the people become so ignorant that an obvious lie from a **** could make them so ignorant?

   "Crack! Click! Click!"

  The sharp cat's claws popped out from the flesh pads, and people couldn't even see Bai Tuan's movements clearly. A few fat white shadows flickered in front of their eyes, and the bullets scattered all over the ground.

  …

  【Space Hunter · White Cat (Growth: Red) (unnamed)

  Level: lv.49

  HP: 1500

   MP: 2000

   Direction: spell type, special type

  Skill 1: Spatial Claw (40 Mana Consumption, No Cooldown): Swing the sharp claws, release a space tear forward, cause (basic damage) 40+10*level damage, and cause space destruction effect.

  Skill 2: Spatial Leap (200 mana consumption, 5-minute cooldown): Can launch a very short-distance spatial displacement.

  Talent Passive Skill: Space Walking: It develops itself and the player's own "space" ability simultaneously, no need to share experience with the player, the level is automatically upgraded, and it is a growth pet. 】

  …

  White Cat's strength has improved along with Su Mingan's, and now more than a dozen mighty men are no match for a cat. The hideous hot weapons in their hands "clicked" a few times before being scratched by the white cat's claws.

   "Monster—monster!" screamed the soldier.

   "Is it a spirit beast? She really is not an ordinary person!"

   "I can't wait any longer, let her shut up first!"

  More and more people stepped through the iron gate and rushed up the revolving corridor of the signal tower. The sound of the rainstorm goes with the footsteps. The blade, the long sword, glowed with a sharp white light, more dazzling than the thunder outside the window.

  The white cat landed on all fours and stood at the door of the studio, its shadow dragging extremely long.

   A thousand miles shines on the liver and gallbladder, and a cat blocks a thousand rides.

  (end of this chapter)