Chapter 515 Extra
When Wei Huan opened his eyes, the morning light was shining on his face through the energy glass.
This is the 30th year of the New World. Qiyuan Star has taken root in the core area of Perfect World. Humans have also adapted to life in this world and are developing every planet with great enthusiasm.
The perfect world is a universe. As Wei Huan's strength increases, his body continues to be nourished by the Purple Sea. This universe will become even bigger, with a higher ceiling and more possibilities.
In addition, there is a saying that is widely circulated in the ethnic group: "There is no destiny here, we will create our own destiny."
Wei Huan was reborn and has been practicing until now. He has fought back and surpassed countless powerful gods, and brought a large number of "bright souls" into the world.
Today, there are seven overlords in the Perfect World, and the remaining three overlords who have not yet returned to their positions are "Lord of Darkness", "Lord of Flesh and Blood" and "Lord of Destiny".
The bright souls of the first two were harvested by Wei Huan, and they sank in the cycle of reincarnation, washing away the marks of other races. Once the time is right, they will join the embrace of the human race and achieve the "dominant position".
Only the "Lord of Destiny" has no shining soul because he was trained into the "Disk of Destiny" by the Chaos Emperor.
This may be a good thing.
The last ruler happens to be the ruler of destiny, which seems to be a foreshadowing, foreshadowing the unconventionality of fate, the magic of fate, and the future where one's destiny must be controlled by oneself.
Wei Huan expressed his full support for this widely circulated voice among the human race, and even discussed with Mu Zhong who was most likely to reach this step.
They looked at everyone around them and found that they did not seem to have the qualifications for "destiny".
Or maybe this just proves the saying, "fate is unpredictable."
Just like now, Wei Huan opened his eyes in the sunlight, surrounded by a familiar breath. He gently hugged the soft body in his arms, looked into the dark eyes, and murmured, "Good morning."
"Good morning." Mu Zhong responded with a lazy voice, as if his bones had become soft.
Then, Wei Huan felt his neck being hugged tightly, followed by a kiss on his face, a kiss on his eyebrows, and an even more passionate and passionate French kiss.
A beautiful day has begun.
After getting up and washing up, Wei Huan went to the balcony, opened the terminal on his wrist, and checked the news from last night to now.
Mu Zhong fell behind, holding a small box. He sat opposite Wei Huan and placed the box on the coffee table between them.
Wei Huan took a look at the bottles and jars that Mu Zhong took out from the small box. There were two small pure white coffee cups, and the medium-sized jars contained coffee beans. After opening them, they were poured into the hand-cranked coffee grinder, and then with the sound of "rustling", the coffee beans were ground into fragrant powder.
Wei Huan's gaze lingered on Mu Zhong for too long without him noticing. It was clearly just a common action, but when Mu Zhong did it, it was like a painting, making people linger and unable to stop looking at it.
Finally, Mu Zhong poured the ground coffee into the filter paper, then took out the last item in the small box, a silver thermos, tilted the spout, and poured boiling hot water into the coffee powder.
The rich aroma suddenly rushed into my nose, and as I inhaled it into my lungs, my mind became clear.
Mu Zhong smiled and handed the 80% full coffee cup to Wei Huan. He said, "It sounds strange, but I feel that the coffee made this way is richer. Perhaps it's because I invested time and energy in this process, so the desire to get something in return makes me cherish every drop I drink."
Wei Huan couldn't figure it out, but that didn't mean he didn't know how to answer.
He gave a perfect answer: "Not surprising, it really tastes better this way."
Mu Zhong was very happy. He picked up the cup in front of him and took a sip, his eyes already falling outside the balcony.
Outside the balcony is the bustling city, separated by a yard of less than 200 square meters. Outside, there is a hustle and bustle of traffic and flowers in full bloom. People who get up early in the morning to work are coming and going, and there are many mobile snack shops on the roadside.
Workers passing by will be attracted by the aroma on the roadside and stop unconsciously. They can enjoy a hot and delicious breakfast for just a small amount of money.
This street is an ordinary street outside the tenth ring road of the capital of Qiyuan Star.
Behind this seemingly too simple and too lifelike scene are skyscrapers reaching into the sky and images projected outside the buildings that are constantly jumping.
Some were playing news, some were playing advertisements, some were simply playing hot songs and dances, and some were portraits of certain heroes.
The most conspicuous and largest face projected on the sky was Wei Huan’s.
He is like a mountain, standing tall in the sky, always looking into the distance with a firm gaze. His broad shoulders and reliable temperament make everyone who sees him feel a strong sense of security.
This is the 30th year since humans left their original world and drifted in the Purple Sea.
People have relaxed from their initial uneasiness and worry, and they clearly know that Leader Wei Huan has been protecting each and every one of them.
Living and working in peace and contentment is also what Wei Huan wants to see most.
People who have finished their breakfast enter the buildings one after another and start their busy day of work. Vehicles are coming and going non-stop. The owner of the breakfast shop on the roadside presses a button, and the breakfast sign instantly turns into lunch, waiting for a new round of diners to arrive.
In fact, the advanced technology and strong physical fitness of the human race have not made humans, as described by some science fiction writers in the past, take nutritional supplements every day, divide society into different classes, or let ordinary people be ruled and exploited by gods.
Ordinary people still lead down-to-earth lives: they work, live, study, and entertain themselves. They eat, filling their bellies with delicious food, work, and fulfill their values. Then, on a day off, they take a star-studded trip with those around them, or alone.
Of course, there are ways to pass the time for those who don’t want to go out.
The "Skynet Virtual Universe" was already a very mature technology before it left the previous world. Now that it has migrated to the Perfect World, with Wei Huan's support, the "Skynet Virtual Universe" has become even more perfect and diversified.
Human beings have enough space there to enjoy everything that cannot be enjoyed in reality.
Wei Huan drank half of the coffee in his hand and looked out in the direction Mu Zhong was looking.
In the distant building, the "7th Challenger Competition" is being held. This is the largest competition of the human race, which has been suspended for five hundred years due to Wei Huan's exile. It has finally reopened this year.
Dou Lin's unhappy, "ox-horse face" appeared on the screen, and he said something that was not inspiring at all: "...In order to promote development and improve the quality of the people, the 7th Challenger Competition has been launched on Qiyuan Star in the capital. Challengers from all sides are welcome to sign up..."
Wei Huan said, "Yes, it's appropriate to restart the Challenger Competition now."
"Yeah." Mu Zhong smiled and looked away, then turned to look at Wei Huan. "He came to ask me about this a while ago. He also asked when we decided to go back."
Wei Huan said without a pause, "Maybe in another two or three hundred years."
Mu Zhong laughed when he heard this: "He'll go crazy. If you and I don't care, Brother Qiang ran away from the beginning. Liu Chengzhi only wants to study food. I'm afraid he will have to do it alone until the end."
Wei Huan said, "It's no problem. You've been holding on alone for longer than he has. I won't go back until I've had enough rest this time."
"Um."
Mu Zhong smiled with his eyes narrowed, and there were tiny glimmers of light in his eyes.
He enjoys his current life, without crisis, without chasing, without separation, and spends every day with this man without any ambition, and every minute and every second is satisfying.
"Wei Huan."
"Um."
"Mom and Dad told us to go back and eat when we have time."
"Any time is fine." Wei Huan did not object. He liked spending time with his family very much. Although he preferred this kind of world of two people, he would not refuse when it was time to go home to see the elders.
Mu Zhong thought about it: "Then today?"
"Okay." Wei Huan nodded and said as he put down his coffee cup, "You can go over now."
"Now?" Mu Zhong looked at Wei Huan who had already stood up, and then gestured to his empty coffee cup with his eyes.
Wei Huan took the used cups in his hand without saying a word, walked through the bedroom and downstairs, and washed them in the kitchen sink downstairs.
When he finished all this and turned around, Mu Zhong had already changed his clothes and was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching the news.
Wei Huan looked at Mu Zhong, then glanced upstairs and asked, "Did you use your divine power?"
Mu Zhong raised his eyebrows and smiled: "It's just that I'm quick. Don't forget that I'm a special forces officer."
Wei Huan thought about it and asked, "Should we drive over there?"
Mu Zhong said, "That's right. And in your violation, you mentioned divine power. We agreed at the beginning that we would put aside everything and enjoy the lives of ordinary people, doing everything ourselves."
Wei Huan raised his eyebrows: "The slightly better ones among ordinary people nowadays have naturally reached the domain level."
"You want to change your mind?" Mu Zhong did not respond to him, but expressed his thoughts affirmatively.
"No." Wei Huan denied it and walked quickly upstairs, saying, "Wait for me, I'll move faster."
"I will definitely wait for you." Mu Zhong tilted his head and smiled, raising his voice.
An ordinary white hover car drove out of the basement, with two people sitting inside who had already changed into going-out clothes.
The vehicle is self-driving, but it is not a BabyBus. It is just an ordinary hover car that middle-class families can easily afford.
Mu Zhong's fingers pressed a few buttons on the control panel, found an old song that he liked, and started listening to it.
The vehicle carried them in a restricted air route in mid-air, heading all the way to the core area of the city.
When the car reached the highest area, a virtual projection screen suddenly appeared in front of them and moved with their movement.
Xu Qingqiang's face popped up on the virtual projection screen. He squinted his eyes as if looking directly at himself and said, "Do you know about the 7th Challenger Competition? Do you think it will be a simple fight like in the past? No, it's not that simple! This year, the Abyss Clan will participate. They will send their strongest to snatch your championship and rewards! Fellow countrymen, be nervous. Life goes on, and wars never stop! Let us greet the most insane battle with boiling blood!"
When he was halfway through reading, Mu Zhong had already nodded between his eyebrows and said with a helpless smile: "Brother Qiang has made a decision on his own again."
He sighed, "The Abyssal Tribe has always been ruled by Brother Qiang. Over the years, he and Sister Qi have traveled to almost every planet in the Perfect World and found a continent suitable for the survival of the Abyssal Tribe, where they created a new civilization.
I'm not against the emergence of multiple civilizations, but suddenly raising the threshold for the Challenger Competition should be discussed with us. I hope I'm not overthinking it, as this approach might spark conflicts among civilizations."
Wei Huan listened to Xu Qingqiang repeat it again, then said to Mu Zhong: "No, it's very interesting. I plan to let the Undead race participate as well."
Mu Zhong's eyes widened: "Are you serious?"
"Of course." Wei Huan nodded, his brows darkening as he thought of something. "I am an absolute believer in the theory of human bloodline. I am happy to see the prosperity of the human race, even if it is expansion. But if possible, I hope there will be more external factors to stimulate them, including the Undead Race and the Abyss Race.
Mu Zhong, the sea of life is not absolutely lonely, nor is it absolutely boundless. There is one thing I am not sure about, but I seem to feel some traces of life.
Since I can survive in the sea of life, there must be other lives that can do the same."
"I know." Mu Zhong wasn't surprised. The Sea of Life existed to nurture life. From the beginning, they knew that their future might not be lonely, nor would it be forever peaceful. However, finding traces of life so quickly still made Mu Zhong frown. "To be able to survive in the Sea of Life, and to be a being of equal strength to you, you're right. We shouldn't be too optimistic and hedonistic. A properly guided competition mechanism is the only way to maintain our bloodiness."
"Don't worry, I will handle the things outside. I just have some scattered information fragments. We are still safe for now."
"Yeah." Mu nodded, then suggested, "Why don't we go back and tell everyone about the current situation."
"No need." Wei Huan shook his head and approached Mu Zhong, his eyes gentle and affectionate. "Our vacation isn't over yet, and our parents are waiting for us to eat."
Mu Zhong frowned and shook his head, "I'm not just worried. In fact, sometimes I think about you. You're having such a hard time, facing the harsh environment outside alone, but you still want to split your attention to accompany me. I'm very willful."
Wei Huan looked at the guilt in Mu Zhong's eyes, and his expression darkened. He took Mu Zhong's hand, placed it on his lips and kissed it, saying, "I'm breaking the rules once."
"What?"
"Take you to see the truth."
After saying that, Wei Huan pulled Mu Zhong and disappeared into this world. The next second, Mu Zhong landed on the ground and felt an extremely familiar breath.
The real Wei Huan, who maintained the body of a god and was surrounded by the power of the world, appeared in front of him wearing a black robe.
His face was very pale, and the power of death filled his body. The golden divine patterns on his face, and his dark eyes were as cold as some untouchable great existence.
Even though Mu Zhong was already the master, when he met Wei Huan's true body again, he still felt as if he was wrapped up by a terrifying force and unable to break free.
If you can't break free, don't break free.
Mu Zhong quickly changed his aura, took a step forward, and emitted a divine aura all over his body. The silver divine patterns and silver-white hair shone in harmony. Then he walked up to Wei Huan and hugged him.
A pair of cold and strong arms wrapped around his waist.
The moment their bodies pressed tightly together, Mu Zhong felt a dense and intense pain on his skin. It was because of the power of the world and also because of his inner desire.
"Wei Huan..." Mu Zhong rolled out two words from his throat. They were clearly together just a second ago, but when he looked up at the person in front of him, he felt as if he hadn't seen him for a long time.
"Yeah." A low voice responded, followed by a rare chuckle. Wei Huan smiled, "Don't just look at me, look around."
Mu Zhong came back to his senses and withdrew his overly greedy gaze with some embarrassment. He looked around and found that he was actually indoors and seemed to be in the body of Baby Bus.
"Have you completed the transformation?" Mu Zhong said in surprise.
When he just left the old world, Mu Zhong often left the world for a period of time to accompany Wei Huan.
At that time, Wei Huan could only drift alone in this purple ocean, with no place to settle down, just like a piece of duckweed, drifting with the waves.
He wanted to stay with Wei Huan all the time, but every time he stayed with him, Wei Huan would have to devote some of his strength to protecting him.
This great ocean of life, the beginning of all things, is like a highly concentrated poison to him. Even a drop of it can cause him unbearable pain and damage his divinity.
Later, he had no choice but to choose not to come out again and not distract Wei Huan. He just stayed with Wei Huan's spiritual clone in the perfect world, and then silently worried about his lover who was drifting in the sea of life.
Until this moment, after seeing himself appear in the Baby Bus, his eyes opened wide, and then he looked at Wei Huan in surprise, with a big smile on his face, "It worked?!"
Wei Huan nodded, his lips stiffening from not smiling for a long time, "Yeah, it's done."
"That means I can come out with you in the future and won't be a burden to you anymore?"
"You're not a burden."
"I want to live here." Mu Zhong made the decision alone, then asked uncertainly, "Is it okay?"
"Yes, sure." Wei Huan smiled.
Mu Zhong grabbed Wei Huan's hand and pulled him out of the cab, saying as they walked, "Don't stay in the cab all the time. Let's separate a few living areas in Baby Bus. It might get lonely just the two of us. Let's separate some rooms for Brother Qiang, Orange Juice, Dou Lin, and the others so they can come out and play whenever they want."
Wei Huan let him lead the way forward. His stiff face became more and more relaxed, and a smile entered his eyes and dotted between his brows.
Mu Zhong suddenly stopped, stared at Wei Huan's face which was full of loneliness, and kissed him on the lips.
"Things will get better and better. I will be with you. We will all be with you, forever."
"Yeah." Wei Huan hugged Mu Zhong tightly and held him tightly in his arms.
In fact, the feeling of the real body and the spiritual clone is different. The gap that cannot be made up no matter what is now being overcome by them little by little.
Yes, it will be better, and the future will definitely be better.
"Are you going back for dinner?" Mu Zhong asked Wei Huan later, "Or should you have your spiritual clone tell your parents that you're not going back today?"
"Go back." Wei Huan said, "Go back and have dinner, then come back."
"Back here?"
"Um."
"Okay, I'll be back after dinner."
In a perfect world.
Wei Huanhuan held Mu Zhong's hand and walked on the avenue. The sunlight fell on their shoulders, just like the first ray of light shining into the ruins after the decisive battle in the old world.
And this time, the light will never go out.
"Dad, Mom, we're back!"
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