First Player

Chapter 557 Chapter 555 · "Edward, I will kill you."

In the office, the sound of typing on the keyboard is endless.

Standing in the center is Ashkel, the chief of staff of the joint regiment who once proposed the "Hero Plan".

"The information was indeed compromised from within? Some of us are actually working as internal agents for the hackers..."

Ashkel hung up the communicator.

A few days ago, the news of Edward's madness was leaked together with their resource allocation plan. They found that the source of the news came from within the United Regiment, but they didn't know which bastard did it.

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a silver star walked in.

"...Su Mingan is here." The middle-aged man whispered.

Ashkel was slightly startled.

He is responsible for many handover matters of the United Group, but he has not heard of any invitation to the first player recently.

So, the first player came on his own initiative?

"Did he come by himself?" Ashkel smiled: "Why don't you hurry up and ask someone to greet him... You need someone familiar to greet him, preferably someone he knows like Hubert and Aini. He is What are you here for? To cooperate? To help us mediate public opinion? Or to ask for team trading or equipment supply? It doesn't matter, anything can satisfy him, I will rush over now..."

Ashkel and the man next to him were both middle-aged men in their fifties, and they used to look down on young people.

But now, most of the people who are standing at the top of the world are young people. The one on the first list is 19 years old, and the one on the second list is 25 years old. They are both at an age when it was difficult to get a senior professional title in the past, but now they have become existences striving for all mankind.

"No, he didn't come on his own initiative. He said he was invited by the United Group, but we didn't send any official invitation..." the middle-aged man said.

After hearing this, Ashkel's smile suddenly disappeared:

"You mean there's a traitor using our name?"

He knew that the United Group was not as united as he thought.

In this world where everything is up for grabs, except for those who are sincere and kind, few people are willing to be stepping stones to maintain order.

——People in the organization are thinking about their future after the game is over.

Now they are sacrificing time and energy to prepare for a stable order. What will they do when everything is over and they have nothing? Will people at that time still remember the "old feelings of the United Regiment" during this year and protect them?

... Even Ashkel himself began to worry about the situation a year later. He is now the chief of staff of the United Regiment and has a high status, but what will happen after the game is over? He is definitely no match for powerful players. At that time, what should he do with his wife and son who have not entered the game?

"What is the first player here for?" Ashkel asked.

"It seems that someone invited him to come see Edward, and Yang Changxu went to greet him. I don't know which source the information came from..." the middle-aged man said.

"Absurd!" Ashkel roared, causing everyone else who was typing on the keyboard to turn around.

——Visit Edward? Is this visible?

The direct reason why Edward went crazy was Su Ming'an. Now let Su Ming'an go visit Edward. Isn't this exciting? What bastard came up with this?

Eshkol even suspected that the two men would fight directly in the ward, greatly exacerbating the internal strife among humans.

He immediately put on his coat and rushed out the door, trying to stop the two of them before the situation escalated.

…

"boom."

Su Mingan closed the door to the ward and sat down on the chair next to the hospital bed.

Outside the door were anxious medical staff, who dared not come in even if they wanted to.

Su Mingan noticed that there were fruits placed beside Edward's bed. He peeled a banana and pointed it at Edward.

"Come, want to eat?" Su Mingan asked.

"...Are you here to see my joke?" Edward sat on the bed, his face as gloomy as water.

There were still pillow hairs on his blond hair, falling like snowflakes on his blue and white hospital gown.

"If a person regards himself as a 'joke', then as long as others take a look at you, they will become a 'joke.'" Su Mingan said lightly: "Unless you don't see anyone from now on, abandon the progress and progress of mankind. Points, then you won't be 'joked'."

He took a bite of the banana and stared at Edward.

Edward looked really haggard, with heavy dark circles under his eyes, and his figure had become thinner. There were even impact scars on his handsome face, perhaps caused by the impact when he collapsed.

Even at this moment, his fingers were scratching the sheets unconsciously, like eagle talons arched. His breathing was heavy and rapid, and his face was flushed with anger...or maybe it was the redness caused by his mental breakdown.

His state was very similar to Su Ming'an's state when he was on the verge of alienation. His eyes were empty and his breathing was rapid.

It's a pity that Su Ming'an came out of it, but Edward didn't.

... Such a pitiful, hateful person, who is on the verge of collapse and struggling to death, locked here for treatment like a bird with its wings bound... is it Edward?

In Su Ming'an's memory, this man always looked high-spirited. Although he was educated by an aristocrat and was not as arrogant as the nouveau riche, there was always a sense of aloofness in his bones that looked down on the common people.

But now, this man was leaning on the bed, his whole body looked extremely fragile, his eyes were full of red threads, and he could hardly speak a complete sentence.

Edward is actually not stupid. From some clue decryption sessions, it can be seen that Edward is a very smart person and his IQ is not low.

But this man was raised too pure. In other words, he was too brainwashed. As soon as he encountered the world, he became extremely stupid, as if he had been deliberately suppressed in a certain aspect of his growth.

...It’s so scary, the United Group.

Su Mingan began to peel the apple.

Edward wanted to drive them out, but gave up when he thought that his strength points would not be as high as Su Ming'an's if the pushing started.

"No one invited you to come see me, get out of here!" Edward shouted.

"No one invited?" Su Ming'an said softly: "It seems that there are a lot of ghosts in the joint group, and this kind of invitation can be sent wrongly."

Edward's eyes were fixed on his face.

"Or..." Su Mingan threw the banana peel into the trash can, raised his eyelids, and looked into Edward's eyes: "——Are you one of them?"

"you……"

Su Mingan interrupted him: "——The person who leaked 'Edward is crazy' and the 'United Regiment Resource Allocation Plan' was you, right?"

Only very insiders knew this kind of information. After all possibilities were eliminated, the only person who leaked the information could be Edward himself.

Others did not notice this due to blind spots in their thinking, but Su Mingan had already seen the truth clearly.

Edward's eyes trembled slightly.

"I thought you were stupid enough, but I didn't expect you could go one step further." Su Mingan said, "Let me guess again... you should have reached some kind of deal with the organizer and become a special status ', can push forward the negative situation of human beings..."

Edward's eyes trembled even more.

"This is a type of identity that I have never heard of. Is the power of the organizer actually evolving? I noticed earlier that their game versions seem to be constantly updated, whether it is the image of Boss Rabbit as a young boy or the image of the World Forum. The richness... is changing..." Su Ming'an seemed to be talking to himself: "Now that such a 'ghost' identity has appeared, the future of mankind is really in danger."

When Edward heard this, he calmed down.

He pinched the sheets, his expression very quiet.

"These are just guesses on your part," he said.

"Well, yes, it's just my guess." Su Mingan smiled.

In fact, when he spoke to the enemy in a positive tone, he was basically 99% sure.

Ying had already told him about Edward's behavior of kneeling down to ask for a special status in the Eighth World. Edward even shouted at that time, "Do you only want a dog like Su Ming'an?"

It can be seen that if it fails once, Edward will naturally try a second time, and this second time, he may get in touch with the organizer.

"I'm here. I don't actually care about the moths in your alliance, nor do I care who wants me to come over and make a fuss." Su Mingan bit the apple: "I just want to inform you of something."

"What?"

"Edward, I will kill you." Su Mingan said.

Edward's pupils trembled.

For a moment, he even thought he heard it wrong.

——This guy has always been tolerant to players at the top of the list, and he is even more tolerant to players who have completed the game perfectly. Would you actually say such a thing?

"——Then kill him. We met in the dungeon. Do you think I will let you go?" Edward suddenly sneered. Everyone knows that if they meet in a dungeon, it will definitely be a life-or-death situation.

Su Ming'an had already said this to him before, why did he threaten him again now? Interesting in repeating it?

Su Mingan threw away the core.

He stood up and stared at Edward's flushed and crazy face, as if he could see the collapsed soul inside through those blue eyes.

There seemed to be a gleam of light that disappeared in it and never lit up again.

Edward's fire had long since died out.

He took the initiative to provoke infighting, leaked human intelligence, and became a dog.

He ignored the overall situation, wasted the rescue resources that the United Group had dismantled from ordinary players, gave up on himself, and gave humanity a hard blow with his backhand.

Even from the perspective of the person in charge of the organizer, Su Mingan should not be able to accept such a person standing beside him.

His dislike of Edward seemed very reasonable and unobtrusive.

Su Mingan turned around and walked towards the door.

When he opened the door, he happened to meet Chief of Staff Ashkel, who was rushing over, and a few acquaintances, Aini, Hubert, Qiaolia...

He smiled symbolically at Ashkel, turned back, and finally said to Edward:

"Edward, what I said is not in the copy."

He's going to break the habit.

…

"Crack."

There was a slight sound of footsteps, with a wet dragging feeling.

The blond boy walked across the ground covered in blood, and the blood trailed on the soles of his high-top shoes, creating halo lines.

He picked up a golden knife and said to the child lying on the bed:

"Have you thought about it? Are you sure you want to trade with me?"

The child is very thin, but his eyes are firm. He nodded firmly to Noel:

"My mother is crazy and I want to save her! Ordinary players have very few rescue resources... I am willing to accept transformation. I want to become stronger and become a powerful player! I want to save my mother!"

Noel sighed slightly.

The knife in his hand was touched by fire, and the firelight danced in his eyes, and he actually felt a little hesitant.

He had obviously done this kind of surgery countless times.

"...I'm not wrong." He murmured to himself.

He dropped the anesthetic and pushed the needle into the child's neck.

"……I am right."

The thread moved slightly, and the knife in his hand glowed with a sharp silver light, slowly merging machinery and flesh.

"Su Ming'an..." He muttered to himself as if to comfort himself: "I shouldn't be blamed...I'm not wrong."

"Humanity is about to have no future..."

"In order to help these children, even if they do not have the decision-making level of adults...I am not wrong..."

"I'm not using them, I'm helping them and giving them the strength to face difficulties..."

Blood coated his white gloves.

Under the firelight, the blank child under his hands was gradually transformed into a human-shaped murder weapon.

Strong, solid, and resolute.

not violated.