MTL - First Player-Chapter 9 Nine

   Chapter 9 Chapter Nine · "I love you, daughter."

  Su Mingan walked back to the round table and met the drunken gazes of the four men.

   "Ah, what's wrong with that scumbag Ngawang. He even let him back..." The man with slightly longer hair burped.

   "I, I'll solve it..." Someone stood up with an iron bar.

   But the short-headed man at the head seemed to have calmed down and stared at Su Ming'an: "Awang didn't come back, you killed him?"

   The eyes of several people were startled, and they looked at Su Mingan with uncertainty.

The    inch-headed man's eyes were cold: "I think about the reason why you dare to provoke us like this... Maybe the novice personal level has given you a lot of points, and you have acquired a good skill, so you are confident that you can defeat us alone?"

   "Civil strife in such a world is the stupidest act." Su Mingan said.

   The man sneered and snuffed out the cigarette.

   The next moment, a pitch-black pistol appeared in the man's hand.

"boom!"

   A shot rang out.

   A blood flower exploded on Su Ming'an's chest.

  【—HP-450! (Weak point blow, penetrating injury!)]

  Su Mingan fell.

   "Is this what you do?" The man smiled sarcastically.

The people behind    laughed wildly.

   But, the next moment, Su Mingan on the ground suddenly swelled up, and a violent explosion roared instantly—

   "Boom—"

  …

   The self-destruction of the clone is very impressive.

   When Su Mingan's real body appeared at the road crossing with an iron rod, he saw several figures lying on the ground and moaning.

   It turns out that the self-destruction of the clone will be the effect... Su Mingan remembered this scene.

   He was glad that he chose to draw skills instead of using all the points to add points, otherwise even if the strength soared to more than 15 points, he might not be able to beat such a large group of men who had guns in their hands.

   "You...how could you have such skills..." The inch-headed man lay on the ground and vomited blood, his eyes full of disbelief.

   is a clone? Two lives? Two-wire control?

   At this stage, why do players have such skills? What is the evaluation of the other party's novice?

The    inch man is a little unbelievable. He has clearly controlled a team, dominated the lives of several prey like a god, can easily take away the points of others, and support himself extremely rich - everything has just begun, he has just been locked from that upper limit. Damn A society that has emerged from the quagmire, facing an extremely bright future that can be dominated by violence.

  …Why did you fall into such a situation.

   The man's throat choked and he lost his breath.

  Su Mingan glanced at the equipment dropped by the deceased and stuffed it into the backpack.

  …

  【Unrusted iron rod (white level): It looks like a good weapon, at least it can break a human head

  Attack power: 4~10 (addition to damage according to the strength used)

   Durability: 6/10

  Equipment Requirements: One-handed weapon, Strength requirement 5 and above

  Special attribute: stained with blood, it will become more powerful]

  【Combat Strength 195+6】

  …

  【Broken Pistol (Broken): A valuable basic weapon, you can find a player or NPC whose occupation is (Mechanic) to repair it. Recovery price: 15 points]

  …

  【Rough-made protective clothing (white level): It looks really inferior, maybe it can only protect against tetanus caused by cat claws?

   Defense: 3

   Durability: 5/10

  Equipment Requirements: None

  Special attributes: none]

  …

  【Four Leaf Clover Bracelet (Green Level): A bracelet that is of no use. African chiefs will always be African chiefs, and will not change because of what they wear.

   Lucky + Half Level

  Equipment Requirements: None

  Special attributes: none]

  …

  Equipment does not need to be actually put on, it just needs to be dragged into the panel grid. The equipment is divided into [head], [upper body], [lower body], [foot], [hand], [accessories] and [weapons]. At this time, Su Mingan only has [upper body], [weapons] and [accessories] have something, everything else is is empty.

  【Combat Strength 201+5】

   Suddenly, Su Mingan heard intermittent footsteps coming from the passage.

   are those who were afraid before and wanted to come out.

   "Let's walk slowly, in case the murdering student hasn't gone far..."

   "Why are there such predatory gangs and children who can kill at the beginning? It's too dangerous, it's better to stay away from them..."

   "But isn't he also here to save us?"

   "Children, what do you know, anyone who dares to kill is not a good person!"

   "Shh, be quiet..."

   The sound of intermittent discussion came from the corridor.

  Su Ming'an still had a phantom pain on his body, and the pain made his vision a little blurry.

   He endured the pain, listened to these words, and walked out of the building with Xiaohan who woke up.

  【You have completed the A-level temporary task (escape from here)】

  【Get points: 50】

  …

   It was a starry night, and the street lamps on the street were flickering dimly.

   The barrage is still chatting, and more and more players have died. They have converted into viewers and poured into various live broadcast rooms. Now the popularity of Su Mingan's live broadcast room has reached [300].

  【This group of people is really selfish, actually robbing others. 】

  【We must boycott this kind of player collectively. I heard news that human beings will rebuild the coalition government, a human self-help organization. 】

  [I heard that the original bigwigs Liu Jiahe, Sun Changqing and others also want to rebuild the Longguo Yangtze River system and form the Yellow River troops...]

  【What about the first player? Which organization will he join? Or a faction of its own? Can the bigwigs of Eagle Country and Gran Country tolerate him? This is the existence of individual power over the collective. 】

  【I don’t know, I don’t know who the first player is…】

  【Whoever it is, I like Su Mingan very much, she is good-looking, can lie, dares to fight, kills decisively, doesn't like girls, she must be a big guy in the future...]

  【…】

  The oncoming cold wind made his face hurt.

   "- Doctor! You have become so powerful now that you can actually kill those strong people." Xiaohan's eyes were shining: "Then can we enter the Central Hospital?"

   "Central Hospital?" Su Ming'an said.

   "Well, there was the earliest outbreak of the zombie crisis. Many medicines were too late to be rescued at that time. If we can kill it, maybe we can develop a zombie vaccine." Xiaohan said.

  Su Mingan knew that this should be the reminder point of the dungeon, and that hospital must be very important.

   "Just the two of us?" he said.

   Xiaohan's eyes became firm.

   "You are the hope of the future, Doctor." Xiaohan said: "If it is you, it will definitely be possible... If anyone can save the world, I believe it is you."

  Su Mingan smiled wryly, he was no longer the original Dr. Su Changan, he knew nothing about vaccines.

   He is just a... [First Player] with a death rollback.

  Because it was getting late, they didn't have time to go back to the R&D center and decided to sleep at the tavern they passed by earlier. Zombies are active at night.

   "Dong dong dong." Xiaohan knocked on the door.

   "Grandma, I'm here to stay for one night!"

  The door was silent.

  Xiaohan's expression became tense, and he forcibly broke the door. Inside, a grizzled old grandmother sat at the table, bowing her head to eat noodles.

   The old lady's always smiling face became very numb, and there was a black and white photo hanging on the wall.

   Hearing the sound of the door opening, the old lady raised her cloudy eyes.

   At her feet, is the corpse of an old grandfather with a gun muzzle on the head. He committed suicide by drinking bullets.

   "My old man..." The grandmother said, "He died."

   "He hasn't been very active recently, so he didn't even go to cook noodles. It turned out that he was infected when he went out a few days ago..."

"Before he turned into a zombie, he kept holding my hand and said he loved me. It's so... so old, and he still said these nasty things. He finally cooked me a bowl of noodles and said let me live well, don't Always thinking about him. Then, shot himself."

  The grandmother snorted and ate the noodles.

   The noodles are already cold.

  Xiaohan stood silently at the door. She didn't expect that the people she only met during the day would be farewell at night.

  The old grandmother was eating and eating, and suddenly choked up and burst into tears:

   "If he's still alive, he must like it very much..."

   "This side with oyster sauce and green vegetables is his favorite."

"When he was chasing me when he was young, he liked to treat me to eat noodles at the alley. He was riding a tattered bicycle, the bells were ding-dong, and I was wearing a big flower jacket and braided hair. He said that I was Dong Dong. The prettiest girl in the street."

   "Why, why did the world become like this..."

   She choked, her head almost buried in her face, her white hair as light as a feather.

   The face was cold, and her white foam bubbled in it like melting snow.

   "Before the end of the world, I always complained that he didn't like to move, and I had to urge him every time I swept the floor. After the end of the world broke out a few years ago, he suddenly became braver than anyone else."

   "He took the initiative to go out, brought me food, brought water... He wouldn't let me go out, and he lost his temper as soon as I went out. He said he would just find resources."

   "Obviously he's an old man, but he looks like a man."

   "I love him... Even if he's not handsome, old, and bad-tempered, I still love him."

"I love him…"

"I love him…"

  “…”

   Xiaohan was silent.

   There were tears in her eyes.

  Suddenly, there was a roar from the ground.

   The grandmother's expression became tense, and she didn't care about eating noodles, and walked down "dong dong dong".

  Su Mingan followed him all the way into the basement, which was a closed room. A woman was tied to a bed. She had a big belly and was pregnant.

  The woman's skin is covered with black patches, which are signs of a zombie virus infection.

   "Grandma." Xiaohan was frightened: "Why did you keep a zombie at home?"

   "Nonsense! This is not a zombie! This is my daughter!" The grandmother wiped away her tears: "Although she was infected three days ago, she can definitely survive, she can definitely..."

   "I, I'm not a zombie..." A soft voice came from the woman.

   She was in tears, and although she was confused, she was still trying.

   Her lower body was covered in blood.

  Quickly, a baby cry sounded, the woman wailed and panted, and the blood below accumulated more and more.

  Su Ming'an understands why this woman insists on living.

  —She wants to bring a new life.

   Xiaohan can't care too much, she has medical knowledge and can help deliver babies.

  The smell of blood is getting heavier.

   Little baby didn't know that the woman who was in pain next to him was his mother. He was just crying, his face wrinkled, and he didn't know the sufferings of the world.

   The woman opened her eyes and glanced at the baby, draining the last of her life.

   "Be sure to let him..." The woman's voice was inaudible: "Live until the new century with the fragrance of birds and flowers."

  …if she can hold on for a while longer, if she doesn’t contract the zombie virus.

  ...Will she be able to watch the child grow up, teach him to read and write, and watch with him the new century in which humans regain the city?

  If she is a qualified mother…

   The next moment, the roar from the zombies sounded, and the woman's skin quickly shriveled.

   She completely mutated into a zombie.

   She restrained her desire for flesh and blood and forcibly persisted until the last moment of mutation. Then, with the last ounce of strength, a pure white child was brought into the world.

  What kind of attitude will morality take to exist in an age where force and interests are paramount - it's love.

  The old lady trembled, raised her gun, aimed at the zombie woman, and helped her end her pain.

   "I love you, daughter. I love you, I love you..."

The word    was said so obscurely by the old man.

  The weight of the dead is enough to crush the souls of the living.

  The old man's scarred hands pulled the trigger tremblingly.

   The zombie woman screamed.

   But the moment the gun was aimed at her,

   She stared at the newborn child in the womb, a moment of clarity appeared in front of her,

   "Live..." she said.

   At the moment of facing death,

  —she seemed to be smiling.

  Relief, happiness, contentment, loving kindness.

  …

  …

"boom!"

   (end of this chapter)