MTL - First Player-Chapter 797 Seven hundred and ninety six

  Chapter 797 Chapter seven hundred and ninety-six · "Home."

  Su Mingan pushed open the door of the ward, and what greeted his eyes were rows of people waiting at the door. This group of people frowned, like a group of family members waiting for pregnant women to give birth.

   "Fuck me, Su Mingan is awake!"

  I don't know who made a cry, and people rushed over in unison.

   "Su Ming'an, thank you for saving us. From now on, you will be my father. Whoever scolds you on the forum, I will be the first to be your dutiful son!"

   "Player 1, you are awake, you are already a girl."

   "Honey, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

  This group of players is still playing tricks regardless of the occasion. The noise made Su Mingan dizzy.

   "Wow!" A burst of fire passed by, Su Lin stood in front of Su Mingan, and said coldly: "Since you know it's a patient, do you still want to make the patient rest? Back off!"

  As soon as they saw Su Lin getting angry, the group of players immediately got scared.

  Su Mingan rubbed his temples, and looked out the window. This is the highest floor of the hospital, where you can see the ginkgo trees that can be seen everywhere in the city-state.

  Because today is the Fuyuan Festival, there are fluttering nets under the eaves. Sweet potatoes, dried salted fish, bacon and other things are drying outside the house. People are doing post-war reconstruction work, and it looks like they want to rebuild the central government building.

  The big trumpet of the city-state is still loud:

   "January 1, 72, Fuyuan Festival. The weather is sunny and the humidity is level two. Residents are requested to pay attention to the bricks and tiles under their feet, stay away from water sources, and do not swim in winter."

  “The 40-year-long War of Dawn has come to an end. In this long battle of civilizations, every soldier deserves respect, and we will always remember their achievements.”

  "Under the leadership of Lord Asa Actor, we drove out the cruel gods and prevented the ruined world from perishing. The achievements of every fighter will last forever."

"Deputy city lord Su Xiaobi, Dr. Meera, Dr. Catherine and others plan to open the 'Era of Human Measurement', advocating that all residents and resources be included in the calculation with the huge computing power of the Dawn system, and establish an emotional detection and eight-type personality system. Relevant plans are still being perfected, so stay tuned.”

   "The Doomsday City may be renamed the 'City of Measurement' and named after Lord Asa Actor. We will have a bright future."

   "Build a harmonious society and pursue a better life. We look forward to building a beautiful city-state with everyone."

  Su Mingan listened to these broadcasts in a familiar format, as if he had returned to the day when the 49-year war ended.

  He looked at the crowd in front of him, except for Nuo Er, Yamada Machi and other players, there were no familiar figures in the crowd. Those people who were still there in the 49th year of the catastrophe disappeared by his side in more than 20 years.

  Tretia, Noah, North Lyser, Sen, Lin Guang... even those little people, the girl who gave him the first bouquet of lilies, those soldiers who followed him...the number is tens of millions.

   "Su Mingan..." Su Rin seemed to want to comfort something.

   "It's okay, I'm not upset anymore." Su Mingan shook his head.

  Su Lin couldn't tell that Su Mingan was being stubborn, but he didn't say much. They are all the same people, losing time and time again, but unwilling to show their weakness.

   "I'll go down and take a look." Su Mingan wanted to see the city-state after the war.

   "Okay." Su Lin pushed away the crowd.

  The two walked to the door of the hospital.

  At this time, people were coming and going at the entrance of the hospital, and someone recognized him immediately: "It's the city lord!"

   "City Master! Are you in good health?"

   "City Lord! Our family is very grateful to you!"

  People tried to rush up excitedly, but were stopped by soldiers. Now Su Mingan was still wearing a hospital gown, his face was pale, and he looked very fragile, as if he would collapse in the wind.

  Everyone was expressing their gratitude in a hurry, wanting to get close to the city lord, and their faces were full of joy. They are crowded like a wave of a sea of ​​people. Only the city lord stood at the door of the hospital, his eyes lingering in the air.

   It seems that there are really many friends waiting for him there.

   "Woooooooh—"

  Suddenly, Su Mingan heard the faint sound of the flute, and followed the sound, but saw an elderly couple playing the bamboo flute. The couple snuggled up under the ginkgo tree and played the flute, and the entangled silver threads danced in the wind.

  A few white birds landed on the couple's shoulders, chirping.

  Su Lin glanced at Su Mingan.

   "Su Mingan, they have dissipated." Su Lin whispered.

  Dissipation means losing everything, means death.

   No matter how much you hear the flute music, no matter how many white birds you see... it is no longer them. They may be everywhere in your life, every bit of your life, but they will never appear again.

  Su Lin can understand this feeling of loss. He also felt this way when he boarded Yunshang City and watched the whole ship die in the poisonous gas.

   Standing alone among the dry bones, I am the only one left in the world, no matter how sad I am, I can't keep it.

  Su Mingan stood where he was and closed his eyes.

  The sound of the flute lingered in his ears. He stood motionless at the door of the hospital. Su Lin stood quietly by the side as a companion.

  When he opened his eyes again, Su Mingan's expression had returned to calm.

   "I see." Even his voice became calm.

   "We need to get used to losing." Su Lin advised him.

   "I'm not used to it." Su Mingan said.

  His voice paused:

   "I can't be more sad."

  The journey of Keusta has come to an end, and the two-dimensional world cannot survive. He has tried his best to get where he is today. Many more are waiting for him, billions more.

  He turned around, went back to the small room in the hospital, and changed his hospital clothes. In the dark room, he raised his wrist, and the watch AI Adu has undergone ten hours of super-intelligent evolution, and has evolved.

  …

  【Super Smart Type 3 Artificial Intelligence Module Watch (Purple Grade, Evolved)

  Type: special location equipment

   Durability: 4/5

  Functions: instant translation, search system, emotional evolution module, super-intelligent evolutionary AI, program intrusion system, GALGAME simulator. 】

  …

  Su Mingan pressed the power button, AI Du appeared on the wrist, it still had the appearance of a faceless man, Su Mingan did not set an appearance for it.

   "An-chan, I miss you so much—!" As soon as he appeared, Ah Du's voice popped out.

   "Do you have any evolution?" Su Mingan interrupted Ah Du.

  A Du was choked for a moment, but he was not discouraged, and quickly responded:

"An Jiang, if it is a sci-fi or modern world in the future, I can have network intrusion authority. Although I can't compare with top AI like Yeya and Xike, I can help you forge your network identity and help you hack into information forums Wait. And, do you feel that my character is much more flexible?"

  Su Mingan was silent for a while, he felt that Ah Du was still not very smart. Still, it's nice to have network intrusion rights.

  He asked again: "Do you have any other improvements?"

   "That's too much!" Ah Du said proudly. It is so confident that Su Mingan's eyes light up.

  He knew that such a "super-intelligent AI evolution authority" must be more than that simple, and Ah Du must have more powerful functions waiting for him.

  So Ah Du is like a few treasures:

   "An Jiang, I have newly loaded hundreds of thousands of story modules, and I can tell you bedtime stories every day from now on."

   "I have newly added the music library of the first eight worlds, including Minghui's harp music, Playa's siren song, and the vault's sacrificial song, which can be played for you at any time."

   "I also loaded a lot of new games, you can put a virtual keyboard in front of you, you can play games anytime and anywhere, such as Minecraft, DOTA2, Dead by Daylight...even 4399 mini games, Purcell number..."

"I even turned on the 'player sharing system', you can share the virtual keyboard with up to five people around you! Think about it, if you invited the gods to play a game of Civilization 6 during the decisive battle last night, in the 'next round' In the temptation, maybe he will let you go?"

   "How is it, do you feel very excited?"

   After Ah Du finished speaking, the light in Su Mingan's eyes gradually faded.

   "Oh," he said.

   It seems useless.

  He raised his hand, and turned off Ah Du's projection while Ah Du screamed "No—An-chan, don't shut me down!" There is not much need for this noisy watch at the moment.

  Just as he was about to tell Ah Du to shut up and go to sleep, Ah Du suddenly said, "Wait, An-chan."

  Su Mingan lowered his head.

  A Du said: "I kept something in the watch. You will have a surprise when you go to Lin Guang's house."

…yes?

  Su Mingan let go as promised, he walked out of the hospital, Nuoer and Su Rin were waiting at the door.

  Among the bustling crowds, they stood alone by the door with their hands in their pockets, and their khaki trench coats flapped in the cold wind. The other leaned against the door frame, leaning on a blue rose cane with one hand. The sun shines on the eaves, lengthening their shadows.

   "Su Mingan." Nuoer looked at Su Mingan: "The simulation of Kaiusta will be completely over tonight. The mission of Kaiusta has been completed, and now the time belongs to you. Wherever you want to go, I will accompany you."

   "Where's Xiaomei?" Su Mingan thought of Xiaomei in the border town.

   "Yueyue is taking care of her, they are fine." Noel said.

  Su Mingan felt relieved. He took out the wheelchair and charged it with energy.

   "Where are you going?" Noel said.

   "Go to Lin Guang's house, there may be clues." Su Mingan controlled the wheelchair to take off.

   "—I'll go with you." Nuo Er and Su Lin spoke at the same time.

  The two looked at each other for a moment, and the silence lasted for three seconds.

  Su Lin turned and left: "Then you go, I just don't want to go."

  Noel called out the black crow and followed Su Mingan.

  …

  Like going to Qiuli's home that day, Su Mingan went to Lin Guang's home.

   This is a somewhat damaged villa. Due to the bombing by mercenaries, there are black spots on the wall. Su Mingan pushed open the door of the villa, and what he saw was a hall like an art exhibition, the walls were already scorched black.

  He approached the paintings on these walls, but he couldn't see what was painted, only some scorched black paper that was burnt to a crisp. It's hard to imagine how Lin Guang once painted thousands of paintings here alone, and how he witnessed them disappear in the flames.

  There is no breath of life in the house, only some dried gouache and paint trays. Tables and chairs are space for two people, dinner plates and knives and forks are for two people, and there are two nets hanging on the door. There are countless copybooks and ink in the corner, and seven or eight books have been turned over. "Longguo Culture" book.

These books were piled up in the corner, and Su Mingan roughly flipped through them, including "Top Ten Ways to Fry and Stew Fruits", "How to Write a Suicide Note", "Do Electronic Sheep Dream of Bionic Man", "How to Keep White" Shiny, clean and beautiful", "On what kind of person the owner of the doomsday city will like", "The Demon King and the Brave in the Cloud City", "Being a Confident Woman: How to Communicate with People", "Genius Baby of Overbearing President" and other books.

  Some of these books are serious and some are not serious. Some appear to be books carried by the player, and some are written by humans in the ruined world.

  Of course, there are some books that are not suitable for study, but Lin Guang has read every book, and even has serious notes on every page.

  Seeing these books, Su Mingan was a little dumbfounded, but what followed was only vague sadness.

  He put down the books and walked on. At the end was a simple room with many medicine bottles in glass cabinets.

   All antidepressants.

   In addition, there are a lot of unused bandages and dried blood on the table, as well as a few scissors that seem to be used for self-mutilation. A crooked line of words was engraved on the corner of the desktop, the font was distorted, as if engraved during an emotional breakdown: 【Why can't I still feel love? ? 】

  The entire room is covered with gray tones, depression drugs, self-harming knives, bandages, bullets, dried blood... This is everything in Lin Guang's life.

  But in Lin Guang's diary to Su Mingan, only roses, flute music, butterflies, strawberries and sunshine are mentioned.

  Su Mingan stopped for a moment, the lampshade on the ceiling was swaying, and his pupils trembling when the light shone on him. Noel waited at the door, neither of them spoke.

   "There seems to be something under the bed." At this moment, Noel said.

  Su Mingan started to move.

  He knelt down and saw a basin under the bed.

   "What is this?" Su Mingan had never raised plants before, so he couldn't recognize what it was.

  Noel took a look:

   "It's a pot of dead Zheergen."

  (end of this chapter)