MTL - First Player-Chapter 849 Eight hundred and forty-seven

  Su Mingan went to many places.

  The changes in Playa are subtle but ubiquitous.

  The tavern is no longer as dark as it was before. Due to the strict control of the royal city, there is very little trade in people.

  Below the city wall, the soul hunting registration office is still overcrowded.

  On the hillside, the tombstones of the people who died in the Kraken siege were erected here. Dark tombstones are all over the field, and people come to offer flowers every now and then.

  The Guangming Church still stands in the fountain square, and many people go in and out of it to pray for the gods of Yunshangcheng. Although Yunshang City has been shattered, some people still sincerely believe that the gods just left that city and are still protecting them somewhere.

  Su Mingan also saw many familiar people.

  Because Lele is never married, Lele's mother and Lele have been living together. The aroma of Teni tea came from the windows, attracting many customers.

  When Su Mingan asked, Lele said that she met a man when she was young. That man had saved her grandma Gard, and the whole of Praia. Since then, she suddenly didn't want to get married, and she felt that she might as well dedicate her career to Praia.

"I live a happy life, and that's enough. It's okay for the neighbors to give me pointers. I don't think that people have to marry and have children in their whole life." Lele raised the basket in his hand: "Guest, Would you like a cup of Teni tea?"

"I do not have money…"

"It's okay, I invite you." Lele smiled honestly: "You remind me of when I was young. This cup of tea is treated as my invitation to you. The scenery in Praia is beautiful, and I wish you smooth sailing in your future journey. Have a safe trip!"

  Su Mingan took the tea, thanked him and left.

  He saw the female pirate Elena, who is now a wealthy merchant in Praia. As an experienced captain, live and thrive in the tide of maritime trade.

  He saw Kassan and Xiaona, they lived in the soul clan gathering place. Although the scope of action is not large, they seem to be living happily. Love has become the most perfect additive in their lives, and a baby is babbling.

  He saw a white-haired old man with a stick and a cane, like an English gentleman. The old man stood under the shade of acacia trees in the outer city, gazing at the bustling crowds in Praia with a benevolent and peaceful expression.

  When Su Mingan passed by the old man, the old man seemed to feel something, and said softly:

   "...are you back?"

  The voice is hoarse, but full of expectation. The old man held a pure white mask in his hand. He seemed to be waiting under the tree for a long time, waiting for someone to come back.

   "..." Su Mingan didn't respond and walked away slowly.

  The old man stood quietly under the shade of the tree and straightened his hat. He raised his hand and compared the pure white mask with Su Mingan's back.

   "Although the face is different, the breath is very similar." The old man said softly: "...Welcome back next time, this is your world."

  Su Mingan went to Wangcheng.

   Around Wangcheng, sophisticated electrical equipment is being produced. It seems that Praia is trying to produce electric steam. Presumably, a more prosperous life is not far away.

  In Wang Chengli, there is a new king introduced by the electoral system. She is discussing foreign trade issues with the ministers. After the storm disappeared, Praia's island trade is in a state of rapid development.

"The ships of the Yate Empire are about to arrive. The batch of Yate Stones that have been counted in the treasury today will be distributed to the soul hunters within three days. The safety of the civilians must be protected." The queen looked majestic and benevolent. Everything you say and do is for the people.

  Su Mingan didn't bother the new queen, he covered the space to hide, and left quietly.

  In all the corridors and art galleries of the royal city, the portraits of Princess Tulip have been smashed, and people are trying to erase all traces of Princess Tulip.

  When Su Mingan walked through the city wall, he heard voices on the city wall.

   "Everyone, the Art Empire will send the 'Pearl of the Sea' to trade today. We must protect the Queen's safety, and we must not slack off, understand?"

  The strong sunlight from Praia shone on their golden armor, the swords around their waists, their tall and straight postures, and their firm eyes all showed that they were qualified knights of the royal city.

  The players shouted:

   "Captain, we will swear to the death to defend Her Majesty the Queen, and will not let the Soul Race take advantage of it!"

  Su Mingan looked at the young men on the city wall who were full of vigor. He stood there for a moment, the sea breeze blowing his black hair.

  Three seconds later, he raised his hand, covered the space and left silently.

  …

  As the evening approached, Su Mingan subdued several street robbers and got some gold and silver. At the roadside tavern, I bought two jugs of wine.

  He came to the final destination, the hillside.

  The tombstones are like a forest. There are tombstones of different heights all over the mountains and plains, made of stone, wooden, covered with cloth, even just a crooked cross, a cloak mound, and a few wilting flowers.

  Under the blood-red sunset, a standing stone pillar has clear words. It stands at the forefront of the hillside, like the oath of the dead:

【we hope,】

  【There will be no need for the raging flames of war, and the pain and suffering will dissipate in the wind. A world without war can also be here. 】

  【In this scarred land, the souls of 'our' will smile. 】

  …

  Where you look up, there are dense names and years.

  Su Mingan poured down the wine in his hand and sprinkled it in front of a tombstone. In front of the stele, the shining golden knight medal shines brightly.

  He weaves the flowers he picked along the way into bracelets and places them in front of a girl's tombstone. The poems on the stele are still clear, and many wild flowers have bloomed around the land.

  He passed by many soulhunting tombs, and saw many former names—Cleaver, Esk, Karocha, Deputy Minister Doya, and S-level soulhunting Christie. Ed.

  The lifespan of the soulhunters is very difficult to last long. Almost none of them died, either sacrificed to excessive soul wounds, or sacrificed to tragic night battles. Even for the once young and beautiful Duoya, Su Mingan still saw her name on the tombstone. Back then, she intended to make Ying her boyfriend, but when Su Mingan came back this time, she was no longer there.

  Looking at these cold names, Su Mingan opened a jug of wine, sprinkled the clear liquid in front of their graves, got up and left.

  He finally felt the extreme realism of these copies. Even when he was gone, time in Praia continued to flow forward day and night. This is a civilization he saved.

  The setting sun approaches the hillside. He walked through the vast and magnificent tomb forest, and suddenly saw a familiar figure.

  The blood-red sunlight gradually shrinks into a straight line, and that figure is like a dividing line, dividing the sky and the earth into two halves. Against the background of the setting sun, the man gradually merged with the setting sun.

  Su Mingan hadn't seen this person for a whole day, and now he finally found him.

   "Su Lin." Su Mingan called out.

  Su Lin didn't look up, he seemed to have been standing here for a long time, and some pagoda trees fell on his shoulders.

  His eyes are bright, different from the loose look before, there are reflections of flowers and leaves in those eyes, instead of a constant dark color.

  He just stood here, as if he was integrated with the world here. Both the sun and the sea breeze favor his figure, and even the wild flowers, grass, and earth at his feet are connected with his standing still.

   If you don’t notice it, you may not even see his figure. You can only pass him and see the sunset and the earth all over the mountains and plains.

  At this moment, Su Mingan's breathing paused slightly. What he seemed to see was not an independent person, but the embodiment of an entire island civilization. That figure, the setting sun and the forest of steles all over the mountains and plains, have a palpitating sense of coordination and integration.

   "Su Lin." Su Mingan took a few steps closer. He saw the light in Su Lin's eyes. He knew why Su Lin had light in his eyes.

   That's love.

  The love in his eyes has surpassed the boundaries of the human population, and will not be fixed on any one person. It has been with him forever in the long years and changing times.

  Su Rin's lover is Praia. When he met his lover again, it was like being in harmony with this love again, and it was inseparable from his soul.

  Su Mingan waited for a while before Su Rin turned his head.

   "Go back." Su Lin said, her voice a little hoarse.

   "Have you finished your work in Praia?" Su Mingan said: "My power holder skills can only allow us to temporarily stop here. After returning, we will have to wait until the next break before returning."

   "Well, let's go back." Su Rin said.

  Su Mingan saw the tombstone in front of Su Rin. There were some flowers and rice wine in front of the tombstone. It seemed that Su Rin had just put it on. As the last ray of sunset faded, the sky gradually dimmed, and the sunlight on the tombstone was like a dividing line between Yin and Yang, gradually fading from left to right.

  Through the sunlight, there is a line of small characters on the tombstone.

  【Resident Gard Storrance (287-368)】

  …

  Su Mingan suddenly felt sour.

   He knows. Decades later, it is unlikely that very old people are still alive.

  Su Lin stared at the clear and translucent rice wine in front of the tomb, squatted down, smoothed the petals of some wilted daisies, and placed them neatly in front of the tomb.

   "She's my age this year."

   "...Let's go, Su Mingan."

  …

  【20:00 p.m., District 12 of the Lord God World, core area, central joint conference hall】

  The red carpet starts from the gate and extends all the way to the square portal. A large banner was pulled in front of the gate of the Central Joint Conference Hall, and it read "Warmly welcome all perfect passers to participate in the meeting and discuss the future of mankind together".

  Both sides of the road are greeted by the staff and buses, the car body is bright and flowers are clustered.

"On the afternoon of February 7th, the Human Self-Salvation Alliance announced the 'Rule Deduction for All Perfect Passers'. Minister Li Jianyi pointed out in the document that the wish of all perfect passers may follow three fixed principles. The rules of the universe are self-contained, and the upper limit of human beings may be Has been locked."

"On the morning of February 8th, Dr. Xu Changying of the World Independent Society issued a report, arguing that the rule of 'all perfect passers can make a wish' follows the 'conformal cyclic universe', and this rule is likely to be related to the 'Poincaré regression' connect."

"On the afternoon of February 8th, Abner, the head of the Alliance Watch Group, delivered a speech, pointing out that all the perfect passers of mankind should unite and work together to sound the overall clarion call for common progress, gather positive and friendly energy, and complete a The perfect answer to the world game of the year."

"On the morning of February 9th, the Beacon Alliance claimed that it would continue to safeguard the highest interests of all perfect passers and the Peak Alliance, so that the rights and interests of every peak player would not be violated. They claimed that if there was a conflict of wishes, they would use the Lighthouse's Desires come first, suppressing other factors that may bring about the extinction of the human race."

   "On the afternoon of February 9th, the NPC Protection Association issued a statement. President Buzi declared that they supported Su Lin's action of destroying the villa, and believed that all recreational buildings should be demolished, so that human beings can resume their wartime state and isolate all entertainment activities."

   "February 10th..."

  In the conference hall, the radio broadcast the news.

  Such major events, such as a certain force issued a statement, a certain alliance issued an important report, etc., happen almost every day. The World Forum also has a special news area, which is dedicated to the documents of these human internal organizations.

  Now, the joint meeting of all perfect passers kicks off, and the news is pouring into people's ears.

  The live broadcast has already started, and the popularity of the official live broadcast room of the joint group has reached 800 million.

  Since the end of the Ninth World, the number of perfect passers has decreased again, leaving more than 60 people.

  When Su Mingan arrived, the audience was silent.

  The lights gathered in front of Su Mingan, and all the welcomers, service staff, recorders, drivers, soldiers, and adventurers all looked this way. As if with a "click", a spotlight invisible to the naked eye hits here.