First Player - Chapter 844

Chapter 844 Chapter Eight Hundred Forty-Three · “The establishment ceremony of the Peak Alliance.”

Su Mingan fell asleep in the wooden house by the lake.

The wooden house is located by the lake, hidden in the shade of trees. The moonlight shines on the table through the window screen, illuminating a pot of mimosa by the window.

The buildings on the edge of this scenic spot are all free buildings, as long as there is no one inside, anyone can live.

“Wow-”

There was the sound of water flowing outside the window, and there were many people who originally came from Jiangnan water towns living near the lake. Noel had spoken to some of these people while rafting.

“I’m from Huizhou and live by the river. I used to see fishermen on the river when I woke up in the morning.”

“I’m old, I don’t want to fight and kill, and I’m afraid of pain if I bleed a little. It’s up to young people to take risks. People like me are very satisfied with fishing and swimming in the lake. As for the future Yes, leave it to the higher-ups, there are so many people, it will always be arranged.”

“What the aliens want to do, I really don’t care, what is the origin of the world, what is the battle of civilizations, what is the original universe, Mobius, it has nothing to do with me…”

These people wore fisherman-like clothes, paddled their oars, and took their small boat towards the depths of the moonlight.

They talked about their parents and children, about their parents, and almost everything, but they couldn’t talk about the system of the city-state, the rise and fall of the country, and the fate of civilization.

Su Mingan lay in the hammock, thinking about what these people said, and gradually fell asleep.

A night without dreams.

When he opened his eyes, the morning light sprinkled into his pupils through the gauze curtain. The others should not have woken up yet, and the rest of the room was silent.

The founding ceremony of the Peak Alliance was at 8:00 in the morning. He glanced at the World Forum, and there was already a lot of preheating on it, and many people were already holding small benches and waiting to watch the live broadcast.

He sat at the table, waiting for the others to wake up.

The former occupant of this wooden house is unknown. There are neat dishes and chopsticks in the cabinet, and there are torn calendars on the wall. Someone should have lived here for a long time.

When opening the curtains, Su Mingan’s hand accidentally touched a yellowed notebook on the table, and with a clatter, dozens of postcards flew out and fell to the ground.

He picked up the postcards one by one, and saw the handwritten text on them.

The postcards have been stained with dust. These postcards should be sent out, but they were left in this hut for some reason. The handwritten text is reflected on the paper, as if left by the predecessors.

【Mom, I miss you. 】

【Mom, how are you on Zhai Xing? I will definitely come back at the end of the year. 】

【Mom, I won’t let anyone bully you again, whether it’s the landlord, the neighbor, or the city management, they can’t hurt you, I will protect you. 】

【I went boating on the lake today, and I saw sweet-scented osmanthus blooming on both sides. As soon as they bloomed, golden and yellow, I thought of you. 】

【I think of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake you made, which is even more delicious than those made by big restaurants. You said that as long as you set up a stall and sell enough money, we can change our small shack into a big house, and I don’t have to stand on the street every day in the wind and sun, and I can also have money to go to college. 】

【But I want to save money for your medical treatment. I heard that stomach cancer will be very painful in the end, and you can kill yourself from the pain. I don’t want you to do that. 】

【This is why I chose the healing profession. The rabbit referee said that we can bring back some of the harvest in the world game. I think as long as I am strong enough behind, I can cure your stomach cancer when I go back. I don’t care what civilization, what war, what host. 】

【I don’t want anything except you. 】

Su Mingan paused slightly, and slowly closed the envelope that was blown apart by the wind.

There are still many postcards scattered around the notebook, and the fonts are more chaotic than before.

【Mom, I’m back from Baisha Paradise. 】

【Baisha’s teachers said that I couldn’t become good. They said that people like me would not be accepted by society. They burned me to death. The feeling of death is really painful. 】

【But it’s okay, I want to cure your illness, no matter how painful it is, I will end. Like my idol Su Mingan, he is as old as me, but he is so powerful, I want to get closer to him. 】

【Mom, for you to survive, even if I am tortured into a lunatic, I will continue to die. 】

【After one year, I will take all the postcards and go to see you together. At that time, we will definitely be able to live in a big house and cure your illness. We will sit under the tree and eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake together. 】

【Certainly possible. 】

Su Mingan put the stack of postcards into the envelope, and he found that there were no follow-up postcards.

All content ends on the last sheet, and after that, there is a blank space, as if everything about the writer ends after Baisha Paradise. I don’t know what the writer experienced in the seventh world.

… In the seventh world, there is a princess tulip who kills souls, and there is a siren who **** souls.

Su Mingan neatly placed the envelope on the table and pushed open the door. But I saw a figure waiting at the door, shoulders stained with rain vapor.

“Su Rin?” Su Mingan looked at Su Rin.

Su Lin approached a few steps, waved his fingers, and a red paper bag was sandwiched between his two fingers.

“I heard that you Longguo people will receive red envelopes during the Chinese New Year.” Su Lin held the red paper bag between his fingers.

“Then have you ever heard that red envelopes are usually given by elders to juniors?” Su Mingan glanced at the bulging red paper bag: “Which elder do you want to be my elder?”

Su Lin was noncommittal, still holding the red paper bag.

The door was pushed open one after another, and the others gradually woke up. When Su Mingan heard the movement, he immediately took the red envelope away, so that no one would see the joke.

“When will you take me back to Praia?” After giving out the red envelope, Su Rintu saw it poorly and opened his mouth to ask.

“Tomorrow. Players have returned one after another in the past few days. I have time tomorrow.”

“Yes.” Su Rin got a satisfactory answer, turned around and left.

Seeing Su Lin leave, Su Mingan opened the red envelope, which contained something similar to tickets. Platinum gold throughout, a white plaster figure of an angel dominates the page, with some Praia text on the reverse. When turned over, it glows slightly in the sun.

…

【Pray to the gods of Yunshang City, God will forgive your mistakes. 】

【When you kneel in the church and pray devoutly, the angel of pleasure in Yunshang City will listen to your confusion. Your voice will reach the gods through the Burning Stone. The happy residents of Cloudshang City will also receive your news, and you will walk out of the flames of purgatory. 】

…

This is… an indulgence.

Something similar to an indulgence, it should be a kind of admission card for the Church of Light in Playa in the past. This thing can only be issued by the Guangming Church, these few should be made by Su Lin himself.

…What did Su Lin send him with such a thing? To whom?

Su Mingan put away the red envelope and saw Lin Yin was the last one to walk out of the room, while the rest were already waiting outside the door.

The journey has come to the end, they have to say goodbye.

Lin Yin proposed yesterday that when parting, everyone should give gifts to others. Since it is a mutual gift, there is no transaction limit.

“Here, I will give it to you. I am very happy these two days.”

What Lin Yin gave to Su Mingan was a sheet of music. She said they could play together if they were free. Su Mingan gave back a bamboo flute. It is said that Lin Yin likes to collect flutes very much.

What Su Mingan gave Lu Shu was a metal ginkgo bookmark. What Lu Shu gave back was a pack of cat food.

“This is cat food I made myself.” Lu Shu carefully put the ginkgo bookmark into his breast pocket: “Su Ming’an, haven’t you named the white cat yet?”

Su Mingan thought about it: “No.”

“Then it’s better to call him Xiao…” Lu Shu said.

“No, no, no.” Su Mingan knew what name Lu Shu thought of as soon as he heard it, and he thought of the fat white cat, which was fat into a ball: “Let’s call it Baituan.”

Lu Shu praised: “It’s so nice.”

…

What Su Mingan gave Luna was a scarf embroidered with the moon. Luna cannot rebate, she has no points yet.

“I will remember.” Luna took the scarf seriously.

“Next dungeon, if you have difficulties…” Su Mingan said.

“No need.” Luna shook her head: “I’m very stubborn, I’m not willing to help you if you want to help me, just let me start from scratch.”

“Thank you.” Su Mingan said.

…

Su Mingan gave Yamada Machiichi a book. The reason is that when shopping, Yamada Machiichi kept scanning the book intentionally or unintentionally, and Su Mingan bought it.

“Here you are.” Su Mingan glanced at the cursive characters on the book, and couldn’t read them clearly, only vaguely saw the words ‘top secret’ and ‘sweet’: “What kind of book is this?”

“Well, um…” Yamada Machiichi took it with a blushing face, and gave Su Mingan a lighthouse model in return: “Anyway, it’s a very interesting book.”

…

Su Mingan gave Lu a pair of black gloves. The way back was a bag of candy. Lu said that eating more candies can improve your mood.

What was given to Aini was a stack of paper, which contained Su Mingan’s views on the flame career system. What Aini gave back was actually a stack of paper, which also contained Aini’s views on the flame career system.

This wave of profound meaning of fire was exchanged, and both sides were stunned.

Finally, Su Mingan gave Nuoer a white quill. When it was Nuoer’s turn, Nuoer shook his head and said, “I will give you something until tonight.”

“Evening?” Su Mingan said.

“You promised me.” Noel raised a finger and put it on his lips: “I want to go to a wedding with me, tonight.”

“You two want to go out to play secretly at night?” Lin Yin was alert: “Let’s see you off together.”

They all know that Noel will be picked up by the organizer tonight.

Noel just smiles.

“It’s not a big deal, so don’t watch me off.”

“Just let me leave quietly.”

Eight in the morning.

After the gifts were delivered, it was close to the time for the meeting. Su Mingan put away these gifts.

Before leaving, he glanced back.

The lush shade of the trees overlaps, and the hut stands deep in the dense forest. Its windows are still open, and several stacks of postcards are neatly stacked on the table, as if waiting for their owners to come home.

Fishermen by the lake passed by with long poles, and there was the sound of yelling to draw in their nets. On the stream beside the road stood fishermen wearing straw hats, and a few middle-aged men with buckets walked by. The worldly troubles seemed to be related to them. irrelevant.

This ephemeral, mundane everything.

Su Mingan blinked, then turned his head, never looking back at everything behind him.

…

“Wow—!”

Following the white light transmission, Su Mingan arrived at the alliance station of the Peak Alliance.

Peak Alliance is an alliance with nine top adventure players as the core, supplemented by hundreds of sub-professional players, with the purpose of maintaining post-war order and cooperating with top players. Although the number of members is not comparable to that of a guild, the scale is not small.

The alliance resident already has the scale of a small town, which should have been built by Lu and Luna in advance. Among them are forging houses, pharmacy houses, tailor shops, and shops for sub-professional players, as well as small arenas, training grounds and other buildings. The overall architectural style tends to be medieval, with red and white bricks and tiles, and a prominent vertical roof.

The most eye-catching thing is an ancient castle in the center, its Gothic spire pierces high into the sky, as if it wants to pierce the sky. The glass is church-style stained glass. Two pure white portraits with invisible faces stand on both sides. The spiral staircase circles around the castle, as if surrounded by a long black snake.

—This ancient castle is the central conference hall of the Summit Alliance.

Some players are already living in the alliance resident. They saw Su Ming’an and his group walk out of the teleportation array. Although they were excited, they all quietly watched on both sides, and no one rushed forward.

“These people are all members of the alliance. They are attracted by our name, and most of them are people who really like us.” Luna explained to Su Ming’an: “Just like the alliance group praised Edward back then, these members can also do it for us. We left for free and gave us props and equipment and the like.”

“Amazing execution.” Su Mingan commented.

Lu once told him in the Eighth World that he wanted to establish an organization similar to a joint group, so that those who really like them can have a way to help them. In just over a month, this vision has been realized.

In the old castle, a long table has been set up, several golden candlesticks are burning faintly on the table, and a church-like painted story is painted on the ceiling, which seems to be the legend of a certain god.

Because the live broadcast was on, Su Mingan didn’t ask Lu why he wanted to set up this style of meeting room, as if it was haunted. Lu Shu was almost tripped by the table leg.

The other four members of the Peak Alliance are already waiting here.

Bei Wang lay on the table, still sleepy, his eyes half-closed.

Isabella is a scientist with long brown curly hair. Except for the occasional madness when she studies, she is very gentle at other times. She sat with her chin resting, writing and drawing in her notebook.

Alger is a red-haired man, wearing a leather jacket, and looks like a rebellious person. He was idly drawing circles on the table with a fork, and he didn’t look up when he heard the sound.

Eleventh is a black-haired woman. She nodded slightly towards several people, her lips tightly pursed into a line. She was wearing a long black dress and a snow-white hairpin on her head. Although she looks young, her real age is over forty. Sitting dignified, like a black cat lady.

As the rest of the people were seated, there was a sound of “铛—” from the castle, which seemed to be the bell from the top, symbolizing the beginning of the establishment ceremony.

The gate of the ancient castle closed slowly, isolating the last ray of morning light from the outside world.

Only the light of the candlestick flickered slightly.

(end of this chapter)