The wound on the back of Su Ming'an's neck has been sutured, and a piece of core energy lies in Su Lin's hand.

"After the operation, you will be a little weak. Remember to come to me every day for infusion of life-sustaining energy. When Caiusta is over, you will be able to get rid of this body." Su Lin said.

"...Thank you." Su Mingan said.

Whether it was the surgery or the dream, he should say thank you.

He took a look at the barrage and found that the content was quite normal. It seemed that Su Lin did not do anything sinister while he was unconscious.

【Ah, Ming An is awake! You are already a girl!】

[Today is New Year’s Eve, how about we read New Year’s greetings together in the live broadcast room? 】

[We can use text to broadcast the Dragon Kingdom New Year’s Party. This year’s party has invited many big names to perform using the virtual scene architecture system of the world game. It will definitely be exciting.]

[Why does Rin-chan never do live broadcasts? Rin-chan!! Who are you looking at through Su Mingan’s eyes? Are you looking at me, right? (The reddish eyes are filled with accusations, and she bites her lower lip lightly with her teeth, raising her eyebrows.

The fox's eyes were filled with tears and he sighed resentfully.jpg)】

[My evaluation is that Su Lin is not as good as Lin Guang, Bai Mao plus 10,000 points.]

[Su Lin saw it and immediately dyed her hair white overnight.]

[Ming'an, look at me~ (appears with a rose in his mouth) (stung his mouth by the rose) (flees in a hurry)]

[I’m so anxious that I can’t deliver Lu Shu’s message, Lu Shu*****]

[This is the first time I feel so regretful that I am separated from Su Mingan by a world. In fact, my biggest regret is knowing him through a screen.]

…

Only then did Su Ming'an realize that today was New Year's Eve.

The dungeon is opened on the fourteenth day, January 31, 2022. After tonight, it will be the Lunar New Year.

Although the time on Zhai Star has permanently stayed on September 30, 2021, for humans living in the World Game, they have already experienced four months.

A few days ago, he hoped to have a good New Year. But looking at the current trend, it is estimated that the world will still refuse to let him go.

Lin Guang is a psychotic threat, a nuclear explosion may occur at any time, the Doomsday City Tredia is targeting him, he Wei is eyeing him, and there are hidden Edward and other players... these are all problems.

He suddenly saw Su Lin lowering her head to eat something.

"What are you doing?" he said.

When Su Lin looked up, he realized that Su Lin was just staring down at the energy source in his hand.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just observing the energy of this energy source. This is a thank you gift to me." Su Lin said.

Su Mingan looked away. He almost thought that Su Lin had been invaded and was chewing his hand because of his abnormal mind. It turned out that Su Lin's "upgrade" relied on energy.

Su Lin wiped her fingers and suddenly said:

"Even if human beings really ascend mechanically one day, as long as the essence of the soul is still human, it will be human. What really determines whether you are a human being or not is your soul."

"Huh?" Su Mingan raised his eyes.

"So memory copying cannot actually be regarded as resurrection. Because this consciousness is not yours, but for other people, it is equivalent to you living again. Unless you copy it and know that you are a copy, otherwise in the eyes of the copy,

[I am myself]." Su Lin said.

"..."

"In my eyes, it has nothing to do with appearance, only soul. All existences are independent. You are completely different from Akto." Su Lin said: "Your soul is unique."

"I don't need guidance on this yet," Su Mingan said.

Although he said this, Su Lin's words did make his thinking clearer.

The sense of immersion in this world is too strong, and the remaining emotional empathy in Akto's body is extremely serious. When he heard the live broadcast of Tredia's near-sentence, he felt a deep sadness. Akto's emotions were as if they were attached to his bones.

Wrapped around him like gangrene.

The structure of the dungeon became more and more real, and he gradually couldn't tell the difference between the dungeon and the real world. Sometimes, in order to speculate on the plot development of the characters, he would actively immerse himself in it.

As "Actor's bionic body", his actions are completely negated, and he will feel a little frustrated. This is inevitable and has nothing to do with personal rationality.

"I just said it casually." Su Lin didn't care.

"By the way." Su Mingan asked: "You said you can see the color of the soul. What color is my soul?"

Su Lin was silent for a while: "It's the same color as mine."

"What color is that?" Su Mingan asked.

Su Lin did not answer, but raised her hand: "Okay, you can come in."

In front of the sun-filled cave, a group of people suddenly appeared. Their heads were next to each other, blocking the sunlight of the bloody day for an instant.

Xia Sheng, Luna, Lu, Cheng Luohe, Yaowen...their heads came over one after another, as if they wanted to observe Su Ming'an's recovery.

"City Lord, Tredia and the others are too irritating. They have disclosed a lot of experimental plans. Let's go back and drive them out of power!" shouted the young and energetic Yaowen.

"City Lord." Cheng Luohe, who is also young, is quite stable: "The masses will only obey the leadership of the upper class. As long as we suppress Tredia, those people can only obey you."

"Do you recognize me?" Su Mingan asked.

"Of course." The leader, Xia Sheng, knelt down on one knee, his expression as solemn as ever: "It was you who saved Fenghuo, it was you who made District 11 develop into the Doomsday City it is today, and it was you who brought us back from the brink of death.

You are different."

He raised his head, his dark eyes looking firm:

"When I was the deputy lord in Fenghuo, the only thought in my heart was to let everyone live. I thought, when I came to this world, everything I wanted to do was to let more people live.

It doesn’t matter to me who is the commander-in-chief, who is the general, who leads the army, who manages the resources of the city-state... I just want to help you and make everyone’s life better. This is the purpose of my life and you help

We have done this, so no matter what the situation, I will never leave you."

Su Mingan stared at his dark eyes, like a pair of obsidian without edges.

He had never had a heart-to-heart chat with this taciturn commander, and it was not until this critical moment that he could see the loyalty and perseverance of some people.

Xia Sheng's posture as a defender is as steady and firm as a fortress, like a knight swearing allegiance.

As Xia Sheng knelt down, a row of people shrunk behind him, and only a few players were still standing.

"Okay." Su Mingan nodded: "Then we'll go back."

Next to him, Su Lin suddenly raised his head, frowning and looking at the dazzling color in the distance.

"In the world of science and technology, mankind's most powerful weapon." Su Lin said: "It is simply a sharp sword aimed at our own civilization... This kind of thing should not be made."

Su Mingan's heart suddenly tightened.

"Wow!"

In the distance, there was a giant light that suddenly lit up.

"That is" Luna raised her voice and almost lost her voice.

…

Between the blood-red numbers, the command code from the City of Gods came from the panel.

Under the sea, a commander wearing a military cap silently received instructions and passed them on to every screw embedded in the submarine. As the sea cleared, the commander pressed a scarlet button.

"Lord Linguang is crazy..."

The commander and his sergeants bowed their heads like poplar branches with bent branches: "May the ancient faith forgive us..."

In an instant, a wisp of white dusty light like a flying fish rushed out of the boiling sea surface. The waves spread like boiling water, and dense bubbles burst and surged in the sunlight!

[KT2 plan has been launched...]

[Data is being reconstructed, starting... The startup was successful, the launch was successfully completed, and I wish mankind good luck. 】

The red letters were spread out in detail. After a moment, the screen dimmed and a white shadow rose from the sea.

All of a sudden, the command centers in each city received warning alerts. Tens of billions of calculations were running at a rapid pace, and high-level officials were quickly sent to safe nuclear bunkers. Between the cities, on top of the financial buildings, the originally rolling advertisements stopped and were replaced by

It became several lines of blood-red warnings saying "nuclear explosion is coming".

Vibrations were faintly transmitted across the earth, and the speeding white shadow was like a sharp blade, with its bullet pointed downward, like a solemn trial. A Sword of Damocles was bombing down from the top of human beings' heads.

When it flew over the First City, no one thought it would fall. The First City belonged to the camp of gods, and it was impossible for nuclear bombs from the City of Gods to destroy it.

They cheered and celebrated that the freedom camp was about to end. The nuclear explosion must be heading towards Doomsday City. They held their heads high and held their chests high, as if they were paying attention to the doomsday fireworks.

However, when they watched the guillotine approach their own heads, the whole city fell silent.

Why was this nuclear bomb dropped on their city?

Why would the City of Gods launch a nuclear bomb at them?

In just an instant, the thoughts of the residents of the First City turned into nothingness. The beautiful guillotine that exploded with brilliant fireworks enveloped them like a brilliant flame mushroom. Their bodies were washed away in the explosion, and they gradually became less aware of it.

I feel like I have fallen into my mother's arms.

The shock wave of the explosion broke through the clouds, shot straight into the sky, and was wrapped in a powerful orange-white ball of light. When it spread, it was like layers of waves during high tide.

The earth is trembling.

The fire of hell devoured and danced wildly among the destroyed and charred buildings. People near the edge of the explosion fled in agony in the flames and turned into a ball of carbon ash among the white smoke.
To be continued...