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Chapter 737: Chapter 734: "You’re really sick.

——Su Ming’an always had a sense of being "guided."

It was as if someone extremely familiar with him was leading his pace. This feeling started on the fourth day after the Replica Activation, like an omnipresent shadow. He wanted to break free from this guidance, to no longer follow the familiar strategic steps he knew.

Therefore, before leaving the Underground City, Su Ming’an and Noel among others devised a bold plan, such as...

Walking into the tiger’s den, then turning around to devour the tiger itself.

But before that, a bit of acting was necessary; he needed to put himself in danger.

Su Ming’an’s fingers rested on the keyboard, the light faintly twinkling from his right hand hidden behind his back.

"Unfortunately, it seems that people follow survival and interests, not you," Acto’s voice came from ahead.

"You’re really sick," Su Ming’an said.

...

[NPC (?) Favorability: 50 + 10 points! (Friendship Line)]

...

Seeing this increase in favorability bar, Su Ming’an was startled—this deity was truly perverse.

points of favorability was already quite high, just one step away from the relationship of comrades who rely on each other in life and death, or even lovers. Yet this deity gained favorability and still had a detestable face.

"Don’t believe me? Ask the people; if only one of us could live, between me and you, guess whom they would choose?" Acto tilted his chin slightly toward the audience below.

Below, everyone’s eyes and breaths were lowered, their expressions silent and tense.

"Hey—I’m asking you guys."

Acto looked over them: "If you had to choose between him and me, whom would you choose?"

Survival, or freedom?

The scales trembled slightly, angels and demons watching over the hall.

It was deadly silent below.

"Does no one dare to speak the truth?" Acto paced back and forth, his expression gradually turning ice cold.

Seeing this, a lavishly dressed man made his move. With a "thump," he kneeled on one knee toward Su Ming’an’s direction, his face flushing red, as if swearing allegiance.

Su Ming’an’s expression slightly eased. He hadn’t expected there to be someone still loyal to him.

"Before formally overstepping boundaries... please, pull back! I beg you! Obey the deity!!" The man lowered his head toward Su Ming’an:

"Stop causing wars, stop resisting, we are already living well like this, I beg you! I hope you can survive too!"

What he said was not words of loyalty, but rather words of surrender.

Like a taut string, it snapped with a "pop." The tense expressions of the people eased, they did not wish for bloodshed in the hall, compliance was the best outcome.

A somewhat mocking smile appeared on Acto’s face, he was just about to speak with a laugh when he heard Su Ming’an laughing beside him.

Acto asked with a puzzled tone, "What are you laughing at?"

Su Ming’an suppressed the corners of his upturned mouth, "It’s none of your business."

He was just laughing, as Noel had predicted everything like a deity. Before coming here, Noel had told him that it was impossible for anyone to stand by his side. Acto had already started the chip plan, similar to the persona measurement in the City of Measurement, people with a spirit of resistance would not appear in the banquet hall.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, the Sword of Yarman appeared in Su Ming’an’s hand, the blade shimmering with a golden glow. This was the special effect of the equipment "Yellow Rose Lock (Red Level)" Skill, indicating that his next strike was bound to hit, unavoidable.

Seeing Su Ming’an draw his sword, a wave of chaos erupted below, and men and women hurriedly retreated, creating a large circle of distance. "Click" "Click" slight sounds, crisp noises came from various parts of the banquet hall, numerous gun barrels aimed at Su Ming’an.

Acto stood very close to Su Ming’an, with only three steps between them.

"Is my hospitality lacking? Why the sudden aggression?" Acto faced the blade and asked puzzled, "Can’t you drink alcohol? But I indeed couldn’t find your favorite strawberry juice..."

"Enough! You impostor who occupied another’s nest!" came an angry voice from the other side of the hall, Cheng Luohe had been holding back for a long time, and only dared to speak out against Acto when he saw Su Ming’an draw his sword.

"Calling me an impostor?" Acto repeated, his eyes gradually losing their warmth, suddenly laughing,

"Who really is the impostor? Su Ming’an, Number One Player—who exactly stole Acto’s identity, who exploited everything he had? You call me an impostor, how are you any different fundamentally?"

"You are an invader," Su Ming’an said.

"Really?" Acto tilted his head, "Don’t you also fall under the category of ’invader’? Can you contact ’Ta Wei’? Do you know when the resources will arrive? You want to kill me and forcibly take everything I have—but none of it belonged to you in the first place."

Su Ming’an’s expression remained unchanged.

Acto’s expression was still gentle, but the words that came out were like blades:

"Su Ming’an—you’re just a thief who stole others’ identities. You stole the trust people like Noah and Yeah placed in you, you stole the emotions people like Bi and Lin Guang had for you. If you weren’t initially the City Lord, do you think they would see you differently? Would the Beacon Shelter trust you? If it weren’t for my help during the Dawn War, do you think you could have defeated that idiot Lin Guang?"

"..."

Su Ming’an gripped his sword.

In the Fifth World, Hui Shuhang and Dan Shuang acknowledged that he was different from Qin Wang, in the Sixth World Dong Xue also recognized that he wasn’t Yang Xia, in the Seventh World there were Nailuo and Sherrod who recognized him as "Su Ming’an". The Eighth World was peculiar, it was more about living with one’s own identity, minimal constraints. But the Ninth World was the one that shook his perception the most.

His past was too scant, and these tens of days in Kaius Tower were no different than living another lifetime. In the Ninth World, he met key NPCs more than he had made friends in his nineteen years of life. The array of emotions he experienced here exceeded those of the previous eight worlds combined.

However, this made him realize more deeply—none of these belonged to him.

Once the instance time passed, he was just a passerby. Everything taken from the world would ultimately return to the world.

"Yes, I am a thief. My hostility toward you does not stem from personal hatred, but from the task requirements of the Acto character..."

Su Ming’an began speaking, seemingly explaining his actions.

Three seconds later, without any warning, Su Ming’an suddenly swung his sword, with extreme speed.

Acto had never anticipated it—mid-confrontation, Su Ming’an wasn’t just verbally sparring anymore; he started chopping directly.

The "Mandatory Hit" effect of the Yellow Rose Lock wrapped around Acto like invisible thorns. With Su Ming’an’s strength value now at 92 points, being hit would be like an earthquake.

Su Ming’an’s monologue was only for appropriate situations when he judged that the other party could possibly be persuaded by him—then he would start his lengthy lectures. But for those who were impervious, Su Ming’an’s words were merely to divert their attention—his strategy-focused speeches weren’t to convert anyone or express sentiments, but solely for clearing the level.

As for the "thief" spoken of by the deity... who was nobler than whom? That was for the real Acto and Su Ming’an to discuss, not this invader.

"Swoosh!"

A hexagonal defensive barrier instantly appeared around Acto, the stage lit up with flashes of light and booming sounds, and the overhead crystal lights shattered with the turbulence "crash bang" of breaking glass. The people immediately tried to flee the banquet hall but found that the doors and windows were sealed. The mechanical army had already been positioned around the area.

"Boom—Boom—Boom—!"

The sound of floating cannons echoed, the second-floor platform crumbled and collapsed, a fine piano was forcibly snapped in half, and a cream cake was overturned, splinters flying, leaving only floating dust and dense fog behind.

People huddled in corners, clutching their luxurious dresses, staying as far from the dangerous areas as possible. Only Cheng Luohe rushed below the platform, completely disregarding the danger.

"Chief! Chief!" Cheng Luohe shouted, looking towards the smoky platform.

The haze slowly dispersed to reveal a figure standing there. His defense armor was already damaged, blood stained his clothes, his posture was disheveled, and he was covering his mouth while coughing.

Opposite him, a young man in a white suit leaned against the piano, eyes closed, completely still, seemingly in a deep sleep.

"What a hassle."

With a "clang," the defense armor fell to the ground. Acto glanced at his wounds; his clothes were thoroughly soaked in blood, likely needing a rehabilitation pod for repair. Fortunately, he had prepared an anesthetic, combined with the scent of lilies on the piano keys. It was about time for the effects to take hold when he finally took down the other party.

Everything went smoothly, just as he had predicted. His plan was almost flawless, even though the other party was a player from another world.

"..." Cheng Luohe stared blankly at Su Ming’an leaning against the piano: "Chief?"

He was not aware of Su Ming’an’s plan to intentionally enter dangerous territory; he was just a person kept in the dark. Su Ming’an knew Cheng Luohe would survive into the future, only then did he feel reassured to keep Cheng Luohe by his side.

As the situation had become clear, those who were sycophantic immediately ordered the servants to drag Su Ming’an away, but Acto raised a hand: "I will help him myself."

He walked over and gently lifted Su Ming’an, placing him on his shoulder as if supporting a wounded man.

In the banquet hall, silky music still played, people slightly covered their faces with fans, breathing a sigh of relief—the ruler had not changed, which was the best outcome for them.

In a corner, Yao Wen covered his son’s mouth, they needed peace.

People made way for Acto, watching these two figures walk from the platform to the ground, heading outdoors.

Faintly, a green light flashed at the temple of Su Ming’an’s forehead, concealed by his black hair, unnoticed by anyone.

...

At 6:30 p.m., in the underground city.

Noah donned silver-white armor and used his fingerprint to open a box in a corner, hesitating for a moment before gripping the chip inside.

He walked through the crowd flowing in the opposite direction, arriving in front of the deepest church.

"Bi, the operation has begun, please grant me personnel dispatch authority," Noah said.

"Authorization granted, good luck! ヽ(✿ﾟ▽ﾟ)ノ" An emoji appeared above Bi’s head.

"Also, please grant me AI Yeah usage authority," Noah added.

"Authorized, please use it properly! ♪(^∇^*)" Text bubbles popped up again from Bi’s head. Before attending the banquet, Su Ming’an had granted Bi usage authority over AI Yeah.

"Additionally..." Noel fell silent for a moment, "please grant me that sole vacant position in the Inner City."

This time, no bubbles appeared above Bi’s head. She slightly turned her head to look at Noel.

"Bi, we are people with no future," Noel said. "Electronic sheep cannot see spring, but some are not electronic sheep. Before being buried by the dust of history, I want to do something worthwhile."

As he spoke, there was a gleam in his eyes.

A crisp notification sound rang out, and text bubbles appeared above Bi’s head:

"Authorization granted."

Noel turned around, overlooking the Underground City, which resembled a machine in motion, with people moving rapidly.

"This is the topographic map and the real-time defense report. We will transmit the information on the Mu team’s forum." At the gate, Lu Jiang unfolded a blue holographic topographic map, making one final mobilization to everyone, "Be mindful to avoid technological forces beyond your capacity; we have space to dodge and maneuver. The chief in the Central District will coordinate with us."

On the map, over a hundred red dots were recorded. People lifted their wrists, each wristwatch had different access panels.

"The data are stored in the hard disk. Should I die, please continue my research," a doctor patted the shoulder of his young student and attached a pulse device to his arm.

"Goodbye, Professor," the young student pressed to lock the laboratory door definitively. Should the Underground City plan fail, the laboratory would self-destruct.

At a street corner, Noel had finished his self-modifications, removing his white gloves, with invisible threads dancing behind him.

He looked up, observing the crowd’s movement, as if he could hear the voices in their souls:

"...do not continue in a daze..."

"...do not submit to the invaders..."

He closed his eyes, the intricate circuits intertwining and encircling at the ends of his arms, flowing continuously like stream water. His deeply modified body resonated as if in unison, humming together.

Everything before him seemed so fascinating yet so fragile.

Some things are elusive and cannot ascertain a warranty, perhaps people’s efforts are akin to moths being drawn to flames, but in my opinion, it is worthwhile.

Winter has always been long, but no matter how harsh the climate each year, people always look forward, to the arrival of spring.

...

At seven in the evening, in the control area of Doomsday City.

Su Ming’an’s consciousness was somewhat blurred.

However, he knew that his acting had been very successful. No one suspected that he had intentionally lost. According to Bi’s information, the Deity would surely bring him to the control area after capturing him, where critical clues were located.

The Deity was scheming against him, and he was counter-scheming against the Deity.

"His resistance consciousness is strong, I have never seen a human being so deeply guarded against mental invasion, his willpower is almost comparable to yours... even stronger," someone spoke.

"If we were to brainwash him forcibly, it might damage his intelligence and memory, please provide a new plan to the central hub," they requested.

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