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Chapter 675 - 673: "My dear Lv Shu.

Chapter 675: Chapter 673: "My dear Lv Shu.

[Doomsday City · War Command Center · Side Room]

"..."

The girl with black hair looked at herself in the mirror, fastening the top button of her tight battle suit, feeling a clear restriction as she tied the chin strap.

Frowning slightly, she drew the light saber at her waist, and with her hair flowing down her back, a sound of electricity buzzed as a blue lightning bolt flashed. The smooth hair that reached her waist was cut from the middle and fell like a waterfall to the floor.

She stuffed the remaining shoulder-length black hair into her military cap and pushed open the door with her sword in hand.

"Click."

"Enemy forces of over 10,000 have been spotted at 35 degrees southeast, preliminarily identified as the legion of a deity known as ’The Key,’ requesting assistance from the Guardian Division of the Outer City," came a voice at breakneck speed at her right earpiece.

Yuanyuan immediately responded, "The Guardian Division will arrive within an hour."

The next moment, another "click" was heard in her left earpiece, "32 degrees southwest, a two-thousand-person Origin Stone search team has encountered an attack by a wave of exotic beasts, the entire force may be wiped out, requesting assistance from the Guardian Division of the Inner City."

Yuanyuan’s hand went to her earpiece.

After closing her eyes and remaining silent for five seconds, she spoke.

"Abandon them," she said.

There was silence on the other end before a "click" came, cutting off the communication. There were no pleas for help, nor any reprimands.

Soon, the communication channel dimmed.

Yuanyuan swept past the hundreds of buzzing computers inside the room, crossed paths with several people wearing different military ranks, like streams of water flowing into different pools.

Some held personal terminals, their eyes so swollen as if they hadn’t slept for several nights, there were those with seven or eight different voices coming through their earpieces, like a symphony from the battlefield.

With doomsday impending, everyone functioned like rapidly turning gears. At this moment, each person was a droplet in this great river, moving only with the flow of the current.

The streams of tens of thousands evacuating between cities flowed like blood through veins, nourishing the beating heart of "human civilization."

People took up arms, raised shields, and the city glowed with icy white and deep blue halos. Millions of soldiers and civilians moved between the inner and outer city areas, the night aglow with brilliant lights, shimmering like crystal lamps.

——This scene, viewed from high above by Yuanyuan, made humans seem as minuscule as ants, yet they were also magnificent enough to support stones several times their own weight.

The night breeze lifted her black hair as she stepped out of the elevator and onto the truck.

Hundreds of soldiers crammed into the repurposed personnel truck; her brother Che sat at the driver’s seat, waving her over.

As the truck started, watching the scenery rapidly move backward through the window, countless vehicles traveling with them, Yuanyuan sharply felt that—since the Ninth World, everything had changed.

Previous instances always had scenarios where one person dominated the world, yet in this world, without these gathered human elites, without the millions of soldiers and civilians on the battlefield, without those experts and scholars working tirelessly in the labs, even Su Ming’an wouldn’t be able to reverse the situation.

If it weren’t for Noah, for Sen, for the sacrifices of Xia Sheng and Luna... the situation would become uncontrollable.

"..." Yuanyuan gazed at her somewhat haggard face in the rear-view mirror, letting out a light sigh.

As early as the return banquet, she had noticed the change in Su Ming’an. He was becoming more and more like Ming’an, and more and more like Lord of Acto City himself. He was merging with the role he played, something he had to do in every instance.

——He had to live through decades in this world in just a few days, traversing over a hundred years of history, until he unraveled the deepest secrets of the world.

——The secret of the world that she had never discovered in her twenty-three years of life was somehow unraveled by him in just a matter of days.

His understanding of Dong Xue, his friendship with Sherrod and Nailuo, his empathy with Xiber... He had to uncover secrets through constant interaction with NPCs, and this kind of emotion was exhaustible. Wouldn’t he become more and more indifferent?

——And in this Ninth World, with whom would he empathize, with whom would he understand each other?

She and Che Kylstia were siblings who had lived together for twenty-three years to develop a deep affection. Su Ming’an, however, by simply chatting with Che a few times, had gained a bond deeper than that of siblings. Sometimes, she even saw Che shouting "Lewis" at the City Lord’s portrait and then standing in front of it, lost in thought, all night long.

——How could Su Ming’an possibly hold on to such abundant and intense emotions?

The crazy love from Tretiya, the twisted affections from Lin Guang, the eager anticipation from Xia Sheng, the sacrifice of Luna...

All these emotions from so many people—how could he possibly bear them?

Where was his "self"?

Yuanyuan gradually sensed that he seemed to be feverishly pursuing something, reaching a state of self-hypnosis, as if he had become another soul—what exactly was he living for?

Maybe it was for some things, maybe it was for some people. But the answer was definitely not "himself."

Once, a kind player showed the game forum to Yuanyuan, letting her see what casual players liked to do now. Many people liked to take screenshots of Su Ming’an. However, she found that these images of Su Ming’an, whether it was the form of Su Rin comforting the heroic spirits before the Sea Monsters’ siege, the image of Yang Xia in sick clothes in White Sand Paradise, the appearance of high charm as Qin Wang with silver hair and golden eyes in Ming Hui, or the current black-haired, gray-eyed look of the Lord of Acto City, she rarely saw his own self.

As a player, his original appearance, the look of a nineteen-year-old student, she could hardly see.

An instance was like a mask, and she was gradually losing sight of him.

"Drip, drip." The earpiece notification sound rang out, and the intelligence department provided her with the specific direction of the enemy forces.

"Miss Kylstia, you are estimated to arrive at the battlefield in half an hour," the voice from intelligence reported.

"Understood." Yuanyuan stopped thinking, opened her wristwatch, and at least until he ended this war, she had to keep safe this most dazzling fortress of humanity.

The credit didn’t have to be hers.

But she was surely a part of that credit.

...

"Look at your fucking fireworks!" Yamada Machiichi, a disciple of Lv Shu, cursed as he spoke, his blade slicing forward mercilessly.

He wanted to wake Noel up. This grinning idiot had been acting off ever since the Ninth World, and now he had the gall to stand in their way as an enemy.

Noel’s smile remained unchanged as scores of people, players from the Deity faction left behind in the City of Gods, stepped out from behind him. Beast Tamer Violet, the Measurer Klish, clue-inspector Rock, Tai Chi Grandmaster Wu Yu, Rose Cannon Hou Li... They stood like a wall, blocking the doorway.

"You’re too late to realize it now, Noel has been here for more than a day, especially to prevent you from escaping. We are well aware of Su Ming’an’s capabilities. If you managed to run, all of us here would have to die." Klish said.

"The Peak Alliance fighting among themselves is just too funny, and Luna even died; I think your world is going to fall apart when this ends." Player Doris laughed so hard she shook.

Yamada Machiichi kept a stern face as many unrested Mechanical Army troops slowly surrounded them.

The next moment, a loud bang!

"Buzz——!"

The boiling air violently vibrated, and in an instant, the bodies of the players in front split apart, their blood scattering everywhere.

Su Ming’an’s face was expressionless as he slightly lowered his palm. Even though most of his body was paralyzed, just one pair of working hands was enough to kill these people instantly.

"Ahhh—!" A piercing scream erupted, and several Players fell to the ground in agony. Many of them had been forced to come by Noel and had no wish to face Su Ming’an directly.

As a Player died, their splendid Equipment dropped with a flashy special effect, and some onlookers’ eyes gleamed with greed.

"Don’t snatch, it’s mine!"

"Mine!"

"Damn it, still snatching, huh..."

"..."

Just as a scramble was about to break out, Noel lifted his hand, and the group were pulled back as if controlled by puppet strings.

He gave the group a cold stare.

Beside him, Violet took a step back. She was just there for the excitement and had no intention of making an enemy of Number One Player. Su Ming’an seemed pretty irritable today.

"You’d better be careful, Su Ming’an." Violet said, "Noel seems pretty frightening in this state. He once strung someone up who offended him and cut flesh from their body to draw..."

Su Ming’an gazed at Noel:

"Would you do that to me?"

He never expected Noel to become so twisted. The once briefly glimpsed Lv Shu with the red eyes was the same, steeped in Underworld tea; after the invasion, these people all developed colder and nastier personalities.

Noel just smiled, a smile like a cold, oil-painted mask. His eyes deep red as blood, showing none of the original tranquil blue: "Guess?"

"I guess your field of vision must be black and white now." Su Ming’an said, "Can you still see colors?"

"..." Noel’s smile gradually faded.

"Swish!"

Suddenly, Player Klish raised a weapon in his hand, resembling a ruler, and Yamada felt an excruciating pain explode within. It was as if someone was viciously lashing his organs. He stumbled a step but nevertheless stood in front of Su Ming’an, guarding him.

"Attack!" With a thunderous sound, Hou Li’s gun muzzle flashed, and a blue light beam instantly formed, charging towards Yamada.

Noel did not stop these people; in fact, he actively blocked Yamada Machiichi’s counterattacks. The gap in Combat Power between them was glaringly obvious.

Like waves, shockwaves rampaged wildly through the hall, and a sanguine hue appeared on Yamada Machiichi’s body, his garment quickly saturated with fresh blood. He gritted his teeth, wanting to kill these Players, yet Noel did not give him a chance to fight back.

Several Players firmly blocked the doorway, like puppets controlled by Noel, refusing to give way.

"Deity—quickly have Noel stop, he’s been invaded by ’Ta Wei,’ aren’t you ’Ta Wei?’" Su Ming’an raised his wrist, speaking to the air.

The Deity’s voice soon responded: "I can’t do that..."

"Why?"

"’Ta Wei’ isn’t just me, you know that, my dear Lv Shu." The Deity said, "Besides, this Noel is really quite interesting. He actually..."

Its tone was somewhat intriguing, as if witnessing something entertaining.

"Swish!" Suddenly, a transparent thread sliced across, taut against Su Ming’an’s wrist, stopping him from unleashing Spatial Vibration. Noel reached out his hand, and the fine thread stretched between his fingers, his eyes full of indifference.

Su Ming’an locked gaze as well, knowing that Noel, now invaded and bereft of sense, still had a chance of being salvaged. But his time could not be wasted here...

"Crack!!"

In an instant, he felt his height abruptly lifted, a square grid rising from nowhere beneath him, propelling him towards the ceiling.

A figure with flowing beige hair whisked past him; she was holding a metallic remote control that was altering the landscape.

"I’m taking the teacher up!" Tretiya scooped up Su Ming’an in an instant, seemingly with ease whether because he was so light or Tretiya so formidable, she held him effortlessly with one arm.

"Understood." Bi’s reply was simple as she and Yamada Machiichi stayed behind, holding off Noel at the door.

Sending Su Ming’an to the rooftop now was the utmost priority; otherwise, the nuclear explosion system could not be disabled.

"Click, click, click—" The building, like a Rubik’s cube with constantly shifting squares, opened a slit in the ceiling. Tretiya, controlling the remote control with one hand and holding Su Ming’an with the other, smoothly dashed through.

A "click" sound followed, and upon rising to the second floor, directly in front of the corridor was a floor-to-ceiling window. Tretiya, holding him, dashed desperately forward.

"Bang, bang, bang—" In the tranquil ice white corridor, only the sound of her vehement footsteps remained.

Su Ming’an was increasingly baffled by what this woman who appeared suddenly was thinking. Before, she had betrayed him by revealing the secret of the bionic body on a live broadcast, and now she was risking her life to save him.

"Teacher, I’m going to jump, we have to climb up the outside to the rooftop," Tretiya said.

"Hey..." Su Ming’an was feebly taken aback. He didn’t expect Tretiya to forgo even the wheelchair—that was Red Level Equipment!!

But with Yamada below, the wheelchair likely wouldn’t be lost.

"Splash—!"

The glass shattered, and Tretiya burst into the night, charging towards the outside.

For an instant, countless glass fragments sparkled as they shattered, and a stable stream of white light from inside fell upon their shoulders, reflecting brilliantly amidst the shards, as if diving into dawn amid a daylight rain.

Tretiya’s beige hair unfurled with the leap, curling amidst the snowy hues, rippling with fluid, chaotic light. Her long eyelashes, light as butterflies, seemed to dissipate in the rays.

She looked at him with focused attention, gazing into his pure grey eyes.

"It’s good I made it in time," she smiled.

The sharp glass cut across Su Ming’an’s hand, and red blood emerged. Tretiya instantly covered his wound completely with the back of her hand, shielding him from the flying glass.

Her fingers were thick, her knuckles solid—the hands of a gunholder. Wounds appeared on her hands, shoulders, and back, with vivid blood spurting out; she became his shield.

Her toes touched the nearly vertical glass facade, leaping straight upwards.

In the darkness of night, atop the glass shattering like fireworks.

The two broke through the endless black, rushing towards the highest layer nearly reaching the sky. Glass shards poured down behind them like falling starlight.

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[(TE1·"Pioneer Immortality, Eternal Dawn") Perfect Completion Progress: 88%]

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