Chapter 220 Return to the Game World
In Tianwuya, the highest point of the Free Alliance, there is a paradise that is undisturbed by the outside world.
The steep mountain peaks almost pierce the clouds, and below the cliffs are waves constantly crashing against the cliffs.
The first thing to recover was hearing, and the silence in the ears gradually turned into bursts of clear and melodious bird calls.
The slender fingertips moved slightly.
Qiao Susu slowly opened her eyes and adjusted to the light.
The first thing she saw was a huge round glass dome, and looking around, she saw patches of gorgeous moonflowers, which made her feel like she was in a sea of pink and white. These moonflowers didn't grow directly in the ground, but were transplanted into pots. It was unknown how they had managed to survive.
She pushed herself up, still adjusting to the control she had over her body, her muscles feeling stiff and the blood in her veins feeling cold.
Her white and tender feet stepped on the soft carpet. She tried to take a few steps and gradually regained her balance. She looked back at the place and found that she had been lying in a crystal coffin.
At the same time, at the Free Alliance's capital station.
Seven or eight strong orcs were guarding outside the door.
Inside the room, Zong Fang lowered his eyes expressionlessly. The man opposite him, a man with a commanding presence without anger, now had gray hair at the temples. It was Zong Yan.
"It's been thirteen years. How long are you going to keep doing this? Come back with me."
"Impossible." Zong Fang had no expression on his face, and his voice was devoid of any emotion.
Zong Yan was wearing gloves and holding his cane tightly. He had deliberately dressed low-key today so that no one could see his identity, just to personally persuade Zong Fang to return to the Federation.
Hearing him say this, he leaned on his cane and said with dignity: "If you don't go back, who will take over my job?"
Zong Fang glanced at the young man standing behind Zong Yan calmly and answered him: "Josiah."
The young boy whose name was called stiffened his back and stared at Zongfang with hatred.
"He's still just a child. Not to mention that you two haven't been their parents even for a single day, but now you're not shouldering the responsibility you should be shouldering, leaving it to your son. How dare you say that!" Zong Yan's brows furrowed, his wrinkles deepening as he flew into a rage. "What kind of father are you?"
Zong Fang sneered. He stared at Zong Yan and said word by word, "Anyone can question me on this issue, but you are the only one who is unworthy!"
Zong Yan's expression froze, and he turned his head away without saying a word.
If Zong Yan hadn't forcibly placed a restriction on Qiao Suisui during the time she left, preventing him from committing suicide, he wouldn't be suffering like this today. Zong Fang hated him because, for the sake of his family's prosperity, he even let his life be held in his hands.
"I know you feel bad that she's gone, but for the sake of your child, shouldn't you..."
"I can't do it." Zongfang interrupted before he could finish: "All I want is Qiao Qiao. Without her, everything is meaningless."
Josiah lowered his head, and upon hearing the cruel truth from his father's mouth, he could not help but clench his fists, suppressing the sadness in his heart. After all, he was still a child, and at this moment, his eyes were red.
He hated himself for being so cowardly. Didn't he already know that his father didn't like them?
He and his other siblings lived with their grandfather in the Commonwealth, receiving top-tier education and resources from a young age. He'll never forget the night his father, soaking wet, stood at his grandfather's door, personally delivering his 11 younger siblings. He suppressed his excitement, wanting to show his father his homework, but he received only a blank stare, nothing more, not a single word.
Josiah was unwilling to give up. He studied hard, trained seriously, ate well every day, and took care of his younger siblings, just to tell his father that he was his best child.
But he didn't care at all.
He only loves his mother.
Why?
What about me? What about my other brothers and sisters? Who will love them?
Grandpa said that mom would never wake up again, and told him not to be sad. People who do great things should not be bothered by such trivial matters, otherwise they will be as useless as his father.
He agreed, but after returning to his room he hid and cried.
It's no small matter that my mother won't wake up again.
Qiao Zong, Qiao Li and others would ask him when his mother would come back every night before going to bed, and he didn't know how to explain it to them.
So one day he secretly ran to the Oslan Empire. He had heard his grandfather talking to the secretary general, saying that his father was here to watch over his mother. He wanted to see his mother. What did his mother look like? Did she smell good? Were her hands really as soft as Qiao Wei imagined?
Josiah approached the castle with hope and slipped into the top floor. In order to hide from others, he turned into a snake and swam into the inner hall, but was bitten on the neck when he was about to get close to his mother.
He was so frightened that he couldn't move, but then he began to rejoice.
It’s father!
Dad’s beast form is so handsome!
He also wanted such hard and sharp scales!
But his father immediately changed into human form, grabbed his neck and threw him out of the window onto a tree branch.
Josiah shouted unwillingly: "I want to see my mother! Why won't you let me see her!"
"Mom is afraid of snakes."
Josiah was stunned. "Aren't you a snake too?"
"Not me."
He looked at the man who left without any reluctance, bared his fangs at him angrily, and finally walked away helplessly.
He knew that with his current strength, he could not defeat his father.
Josiah secretly swore in his heart that one day he would surpass his father.
After that, he studied and trained even harder, and after some time, he finally became the best among his peers. He thought that when he saw his father again today, he would look at him with new eyes, but who knew that he was nothing at all. In his father's eyes, he was only coldly said "meaningless".
At this moment, Zongfang saw Josiah, who had been hanging his head. The young boy's body was shaking as he tried hard to hold back his tears. Zongfang lowered his eyes, feeling a little relieved.
It's good to have the awareness of emotional control.
He then calmly withdrew his gaze and said to Zong Yan, "Josiah still needs experience."
After saying that, he stood up and left.
Zong Fang usually wouldn't leave Tian Wuya, but today, to see Josiah, he'd already been there for a while, and now he just wanted to get back. Passing by a square, he saw a peddler selling some Free Alliance-style gadgets. He slowly stopped and bought one of each.
When Zong Fang returned to Tianwuya, the sun was setting and the sky was dyed with purple haze, turning it into a picturesque painting.
He took the things in his hand and walked towards the glass house as usual, but the moment he entered, the whole bag of things fell to the ground, and panic appeared on his originally expressionless face.
He looked at the empty crystal coffin and the blood began to flow back into his body.
Zong Fang felt as if an invisible hand was gripping his heart. His breathing stopped instantly, as if the whole world was collapsing around him. His mind was in a mess, and his thoughts were torn apart, unable to focus.
He stood there, his legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead, unable to take another step. It was as if he was instantly back to the days when he lost her. A deep fear and despair quickly spread in his heart, and his hands could not help but tremble slightly.
(End of this chapter)
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