MTL - First Player-Chapter 833 832

  Chapter 833 Chapter eight hundred and thirty-two · "Edward's cyber funeral."

  Su Mingan took a look, the other two conditions are very simple, but what is this "personal alliance resident"?

  The world game seems to be constantly updated. Before the end of the sixth world, there was an official pinned post on the forum [World game version 0.03 has been updated].

  He opened the World Forum and saw an official post on the top of the forum.

  …

  【World Game Version 0.04 has been updated】

  【1. "World Game Arena" will be open to all players on February 9th. Players can voluntarily participate in 1v1 battles in the arena for ranking. Whenever a world copy ends, the arena ranking will be settled and rewards will be issued.

  2. The upper limit of sub-professional players has been opened to level 7.

  3. "Union" open. Players can form an alliance of more than five people and less than a thousand people. The positioning of the alliance is between the "guild" and the "team". Players can choose to be allied or hostile to other alliances. Players can build alliances in the "Alliance Station", and build buildings such as "Shop", "Sub-professional Advancement Area", "Small Competition Arena", and "United Living Area".

  4. More special identities have been released. For more information, please explore by yourself.

  5.…]

  Su Mingan looked at it for a while, and there were many things, but only the first and third ones were relevant to him.

   "Alliance" is positioned between guilds and squads, and is a new player group mode.

   But if you think about it carefully, the alliance can be regarded as a new means of dividing human beings. Divide human beings from collectives into guilds and into alliances. But this kind of differentiation means that people can't fault it. After all, who would not want to bring their relatives and friends together to form a small group that is familiar with each other?

  There are too many guilds, tens of millions of people at every turn. Su Mingan's Lighthouse guild has even soared to more than 200,000 people, and many of them don't know each other at all. But today's alliance function subtly provides people with a further gathering place. They will naturally form small groups that are isolated from each other.

   Moreover, the "World Game Arena" is very interesting. Its opening time is the day after tomorrow, and the specific rules have not yet been released.

   "Player competition..." Su Mingan closed the interface.

   Overall, the Ninth World has gained a lot.

  Purple-level equipment with the Ring of Time can go back in time in the environment.

  Purple-level pet mechanical flame bird, which can guide accurately in extremely high-altitude environments, like a long-range reconnaissance aircraft.

  Red-level equipment, the Hand of Redemption, can copy Noel's puppet silk skills, allowing Su Mingan's ability to dabble in the soul realm.

  As for other equipment, such as the bow Su Lin got, Tretia's silk top hat, and the purple floating cannon that can leapfrog challenges, they all have their own functions.

  Su Mingan intends to find a place to transform the wheelchair into a piece of equipment that can be used flexibly. As for Linguang's mechanical ring, it doesn't seem to be useful for the time being, but it contains a part of the program flow of Linguang T-0321, which may be useful in the future.

  His biggest achievement is actually the improvement of the three major fields of [mechanical, biochemical, and artificial intelligence]. He can transform such equipment as a wheelchair by himself. The mechanical flame bird is also made by himself. Moreover, he used materials from the Central City Laboratory to make hundreds of bullets, saving a lot of points.

  Even if those people from the World Independent Society asked him to attend a technical seminar, his level was above them. This is the notarization of "technology" in the world game. Even if what he learned has been adjusted after returning, his level is far above Zhai Xing's human beings.

   Looking back, if there is a chance, he would like to go to the World Independent Society to help those scholars. They are all researchers who are dedicated to science and technology. Su Mingan respected their efforts.

   Just as he was thinking, a communication came.

  【Lu Likarposi sent you a communication invitation. 】

【agree refuse? 】

  Su Mingan is connected, and the road is right on the screen.

  During the break, Lu's demeanor was more gentle, his sea-blue hair was hanging wet by his ears, and his collar was loose, as if he had just taken a bath.

   "Sorry, I think at this point in time, you should have contacted Nuo Er and Lu Shu. So I waited for a while and called you." Lu said.

   "Yes." Su Mingan replied. Lu called him at the right time, and it would not affect his contact with Lu Shu and Nuo Er, nor would it affect his rest. Lu's every move will truly consider the feelings of others.

Seeing Su Mingan staring at him, Lu explained with a smile: "I have the habit of taking a shower after returning to the world of the main god. Although the digital body does not need to be cleaned, I think it is very important to return to life properly... By the way, Su Mingan, did you see Any information on getting to the Union station?"

   "I see." Su Mingan said.

"The alliance's resident is open. As the first nominally established alliance, the Summit Alliance must start a formal establishment ceremony." Lu said: "I just watched the last conversation between you and Liming through the live broadcast. The volume is very large, and now people's attention is on the players at the top of the list."

  Su Mingan glanced at the clock, it was eight minutes past zero.

   "You move very quickly. I heard that watching videos while taking a shower is easy to choke on water." Su Mingan said.

  Lu was taken aback for a moment before realizing that Su Mingan was joking with him. He smiled and said, "Great, it seems that your mental state is not bad."

  Su Mingan: "...Thank you."

"Nowadays, people in the forum are in panic. It just so happens that there are two complete passers in our alliance. I think we need to make the cooperation agreement public and broadcast the entire founding ceremony of the alliance live. We need to let people know that our purpose is to safeguard the integrity of mankind. Order is like the Nine Seats of the Night in the world of ruins.” Lu said: “This is a purely natural advertisement. It happens that people are still shocked by the selflessness of the Nine Seats in the Night, so we can make an analogy with them and let people think of us as the Nine Seats .”

   "Understood." Su Mingan nodded, Lu's decision was very smart: "When is the ceremony?"

"The time is arbitrary, everything is up to you." Lu said: "This time the intermission period is more than three days. Just like the Sixth World back then, the three-day break period will not be counted until all players return. So, we still have a period of rest."

  Su Mingan learned from the barrage before that the return time of the players this time is not uniform, some are less than 20 days, and some are more than 20 days. Mizushima Chuanku returned early, and there are still players who have not returned.

   "Su Ming'an, you can take a good rest first, and then deal with alliance matters." Lu said.

   "No, just tell me a time, and I'll go." Su Mingan said.

   "You are the leader of the alliance." Lu smiled: "With your current expression, go to live broadcast the founding ceremony of the alliance. I am really afraid that those viewers will say that we will not give you a rest."

  Su Mingan touched his eye sockets subconsciously, he couldn't see if there was any gray under his eyes.

   "I will adjust as soon as possible." Su Mingan said.

"There is no need to use the word 'adjustment'. In the words of you Longguo people, is there a saying that everything can be solved by eating dumplings? It seems that whenever there is trouble, everyone can eat dumplings together, whether it is a quarrel between husband and wife , or a conflict between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.” Lu said.

   Su Mingan recalled for a while, it seems that there is such a saying. Lu Dui's knowledge of Longguo culture is unexpectedly rich, even covering conflicts between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

   "Coincidentally, I heard that Nuoer wants to make up for the Chinese New Year for you." Lu said: "Mind if Luna and I have two more pairs of chopsticks?"

  Su Mingan said, "I don't mind."

   "Ah, that's great." Lu seemed to finally get the result he wanted, clasped his hands together and said with a smile, "I'll definitely be there in time."

  Su Mingan vaguely sensed that this seemed to be Lu's real purpose.

   "I won't disturb your rest." Lu said: "After the break, send me the time and place. There are matters related to the alliance. Let's talk then."

"…good."

  Su Mingan waited for three seconds, Lu's face was still on the screen, looking at him with a smile, as if waiting for him to hang up first.

  Su Mingan took the initiative to press the hang up button and hung up the communication.

  The screen turned black, Su Mingan glanced at the chat box again, Nuo Er and Lu Shu still did not reply.

  He took camouflage measures, put on black mist, and pushed open the door.

  【Please select the region server you want to enter? 】

  【District 16589, confirmed. 】

   District 16589 is a low-ranking district server, mostly people from the Dragon Kingdom live. The house that Su Mingan once bought was in this district.

  As soon as Su Mingan opened the door, a strong Chinese New Year atmosphere rushed over. New Year's goods such as fireworks and firecrackers are sold on the street, and there is an aroma of barbecue and sour plums in the air. Looking around, the eyes are full of men and women shopping.

  The cold snowflakes brushed his cheeks and melted on his shoulders and neck.

  When people saw Su Mingan, who was covered in black mist, they retreated a little and made a detour towards him.

   "Boom!"

  Gorgeous fireworks bloomed in the night sky, one by one gorgeous. Snowflakes fluttered with the winter wind, and rainbow-like knots floated under the eaves.

  Su Mingan was in a trance for a while. At this moment, he almost thought that he had returned to the Fortune Festival in Doomsday City. Residents gathered around the stove to keep warm, cooking sweet potato porridge. A beige long-haired adjudicator with a gun on his back led the way and smiled back at him.

【teacher. 】

  Beautiful red lips, blooming with a smile.

  He blinked, and the next moment, there was only a long street in front of him, and the snow scene was empty.

   Countless people with strange faces passed him by.

  Recently, there are more adventurous players who have returned to the main **** world. Since the live broadcast room of popular players like Su Mingan has been closed, casual players have begun to walk out of the gate to celebrate the New Year. As a result, no matter which server is now, the outside is quite lively.

   "—Sell mechanical products! Firearms, watches, low-level AI! Produced in the ruined world, the quality is qualified!"

   "—Books for sale! Chizawa's book! Top player Yamada Machiichi quality certification, password forbidden, absolutely good stuff, variety of types, all top players you want! Buy some merchandise in a bundle of three!"

   "—The architecture virtual scene system has been updated to the Ninth World collection! Whether it is the scene of Doomsday City, the scene of the Battle of Dawn, or the scene of the city of measurement, the modern urban scene has been restored! Even if you don't end up in the game, you can experience the adventure in person!"

   "—Mom, I want baked sweet potatoes!"

   "—Buy, eat, eat big ones for you!"

   "—Where did Edward go! Why can't I see his new posts, old love! Old love! Ah!!"

   "..."

   The players are still alive and playing tricks.

  Su Mingan even saw a group of young men passing by holding a black and white photo of Edward. While playing the suona, these young people sprinkled wedding candy and red flowers to the side, not knowing what they were playing.

   "Congratulations, Edward's funeral will be held tomorrow, everyone must come to join us." A young man said loudly.

   "What the hell? The joint regiment didn't say that Edward was dead." Someone next to him said.

   "Impossible, if Edward is not dead, I will eat Lu Shu upside down. Otherwise, why hasn't Edward appeared for so long?" The people in the team immediately retorted.

   "Why? Why does my husband feed you?" A big man in the team was not happy.

"Anyway, please join us! Our cyber funeral will be held for Edward immediately! To prevent him from being resurrected! Our leader of the lighthouse personally killed him, so he cannot be resurrected! Long live Su Mingan!" The young man shouted, and the people behind immediately raised the flag , On the flag is the word [Lighthouse], the pen is like a dragon, and the flagpole even has IED colorful lights.

  They waved the flags wildly, and the colorful lights flashed in succession, so Su Mingan, who was so close at hand, couldn't open his eyes.

  Su Mingan: "..."

  He sometimes doesn't understand the brain structure of contemporary young people.

  He brushed past people in cold sweat and walked towards the villa area.

  The environment gradually changed from lively to quiet, and many middle-aged people gathered together to play mahjong. The voices of "eat" and "touch" are endless.

  Su Mingan walked through the dim street lights and walked all the way to his villa until he stood outside the garden fence.

   Lu Shu is his follower. After returning to the world of the main god, the follower will appear in Su Mingan's villa. If Lu Shu really comes back, Su Mingan can see him here.

  Su Mingan pushed open the fence door and walked all the way in, passing by bushes of roses and lilies, the petals were intertwined and intertwined, and there was a sound as soft as a veil.

  Suddenly, he saw a butterfly parked on the gate rail. It stood on the long white rail like a drop of blood.

   "...Xiaohong?" Su Mingan couldn't tell if this was Lu Shu's butterfly, because the butterfly looked the same to him.

  Until there was a "click" from the door next to him, he turned around—

  The hazy snow brushed past my eyes, like scattered apricot blossoms.

  A white-haired young man in Hanfu stood quietly inside the door, with a praying mantis on his shoulder.

  (end of this chapter)