This untrustworthy guy really didn't fulfill his promise.

Su Lin knew that he could no longer return home through the world game, and could only wait for Zhai Xing to sail on. Perhaps one day, he would be able to find the location of the Praia civilization.

In the vast universe, the probability of finding a civilization is close to zero. But there is no other way.

Therefore, as the strongest survivor and the heir of the death rollback, Su Lin stayed and became the "current world master". He handled the follow-up matters that Su Mingan failed to handle, forcing the organizer to give in, running away with the small world, regulating the navigation direction of Zhai Xing, and maintaining the order of Zhai Xing... In the early years, he was seriously injured in order to build 256 lighthouses and fell asleep for many years.

When he woke up recently, many people shouted, "The Realm Master is awake! The Realm Master is awake!"

They were indeed calling him the Realm Master, but it was the "current Realm Master" Su Lin. Although he did not like such a title, he preferred to call himself the "interim Realm Master", and the "current Realm Master" was still that young man.

Always that young man.

I am just a temporary substitute, a ghost with nowhere to go.

"I am a selfish person. I only care about your mess in order to return to Praia..." The young man looked at the end of the sea. His divine body was no longer afraid of alcohol, and he could even control himself from getting drunk. He had everything, and everyone listened to him. He controlled the most powerful force in the world, and he could get everything with just a stretch of his hand...but he could not reach his hometown.

The long-handled umbrella at hand is a prop he made himself. Once it is opened, there will be the smell of Praya. If you are drunk, you will not know where you are.

I often see you when I’m drunk, how can I not know spring?

When the false is made to appear true, the true becomes false; when the non-existent is made to appear existing, the existing becomes non-existent.

The figure that Yamada saw was him, the doll that Lu saw was him, and the black cat on his shoulder was Heiyan. Before Su Mingan died, he terminated the contracts with all the pets, and whether it was Heiyan, Baituan, Feiniao or Daju, they all survived.

"result……"

He lowered his head and laughed:

"In the end, neither of us could go home..."

He thought he was a lonely guy forever, but he didn't expect that he still had a good friend. He thought he could regain the old feelings, but he didn't expect that this friend left so early and so quickly.

He drank another pot of wine and suddenly felt his palms getting warm.

He lowered his head blankly, looking at the warm spot on his palm. His brain seemed to have short-circuited. After a moment, he suddenly realized that it was a tear.

He thought, this is too weird. If that guy saw it, he would definitely laugh at him.

“Crackle—”

In the distance, a wisp of fireworks bloomed.

At that moment, it seemed as if the prosperity of the entire universe was condensed in the shining fireworks, instantly lighting up countless eyes that were looking up.

Countless people smiled and lit the flames in their hands, watching the bunches of flowers rise to the sky and bloom with the most beautiful light, watching the snow falling with the wind, decorating their palms with happiness. The fragrance of the New Year's Eve dinner wafted everywhere, and there were smiles and curling smoke everywhere.

On the golden beach, the solitary Lord of the Realm welcomed the Spring Festival for countless times. In a trance, he remembered that he had also seen such beautiful fireworks in the winter of a certain year. At that time, a girl named Jiang sat on the eaves and mustered up the courage to say something to him. Or, in a drunken state of a certain year, he held a bottle of aged rice wine and threw his youth into the stream reflecting the colorful flowers.

The east wind blows thousands of flowers into bloom at night and blows down stars like rain.

I remember my hometown thirty miles away, where the morning chill was light beyond the green willows.

The sound of waves is like drums, and the sound of flutes is like thunder.

At this moment, his ears seemed to ring with countless echoes from the world game. These voices accompanied him like a nightmare and never dissipated.

[Well, you are right. People who lie to their companions are really despicable. For example, sixty years ago, Yunshang City...]

[Soochow University engineer, we are friends now. ]

[Soochow University engineer, I thought we were even, but it turns out we are not? ]

[Su Lin, if you don't show up again, I won't take you back to Praia. ]

[…With your magnanimous and holy attitude, please forgive my mistakes. ]

[Leave it to you, Soochow University engineer. ]

He lay down slowly, and gazed at the sky under the influence of alcohol. He seemed to be able to see a distant and familiar star hanging in the distance, looking at him tenderly.

Only half of the indulgence fell out of the pocket and embedded in the golden sand, motionless, as if it was sleeping peacefully.

"Go to sleep... go to sleep..."

Softly, he sang the Praya nursery rhyme that his grandmother had sung in his childhood:

"My dear baby..."

"Go to sleep... go to sleep..."

"The flowers have fallen, my dear child."

"The snow is coming, tomorrow will be even more beautiful..."

…

Abandoned Rovatha, under the World Tree.

A white-haired young man suddenly knelt down on the ground, clasped his hands tightly in the mud and sand, and burst into tears.

His hands were covered in mud, and huge mountains of mud were piled up around him.

Beneath the deep pit he dug was a golden cocoon.

In the cocoon, there was no living black-haired young man at all, only a white, cold, thin... layer of ashes.

It was so pale that it made his eyes burst, and it was so thin that he could hardly support himself.

Apart from the gray ashes, there is only a golden necklace, a ring engraved with a name, and a mechanical ring, lying in the ashes, shining brightly.

One drop, one drop, and another drop of warm tears fell.

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