Chapter 122
After seeing this message, all the contestants from Longguo fell silent.
They quietly looked at the messages in the public chat area, fearing that they had misunderstood Pan Chengzhi's meaning.
How could I dare to expect letters from my family on the Blue Star when I was in a completely unfamiliar survival game?
Gu Qingfeng was the first to speak in the chat room, his face calm, seemingly unmoved by the news. However, upon closer inspection, one could see his fingers trembling slightly and the corners of his eyes reddening.
[Gu Qingfeng: Thank you! If there's anything I can help you with, please let me know. I'll apply for a trade right away.]
Without hesitation, he condensed a ball of lightning for the transaction, as a gift to Pan Chengzhi and also as a thank you gift.
If his previous words asking the new contestants to let him know if they needed help were just out of courtesy, or perhaps a soldier's duty, Gu Qingfeng was speaking these words sincerely now, simply because they gave him hope, a hope that could sustain him.
Because, the survival game never said when the game would end, let alone when they could return home. It seemed like they could only struggle to survive in the endless game.
Gu Qingfeng lowered his head slightly to hide the tears in his eyes.
Soon, the transaction application was completed and a thick envelope appeared in front of him.
In the public chat area, they quickly determined who would trade letters today, and the remaining two people would have to wait until tomorrow.
Long Yuanyuan did not join the competition for the transaction application. She pursed her lips, lowered her head, and looked a little listless.
she.....
It seems like there is no family.
No one would write to her.
For the first time, Long Yuanyuan clearly realized that she seemed to not belong to this world, and no one on Blue Star cared about her.
The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable Long Yuanyuan felt.
She reached out and hugged the plants on the table in her arms, and asked in a baby voice, "Huahua, Yaya, and Tengteng, do you have parents?"
When the news came out, the little plants were stunned.
Then they began to think.
Huahua was the first to answer.
[I think I have parents. I remember a long time ago when there were a lot of brocade cotton trees around me. It was so beautiful here back then. But...]
However, in the end, the environment became less and less suitable for their survival, and it was the only cotton flower left.
[Our Mo Ju Teng clan is different. If we even grow a single vine, we'll be kicked out of the clan, leaving us to fend for ourselves!]
The Mo Giant Vine also felt a little uncomfortable. It never saw its tribesmen again, and even spiritual plants were rarely seen.
Long Yuanyuan pursed her lips, feeling a little uncomfortable.
Huahua and Tengteng both knew who their parents were, but she didn't.
Yaya shook herself vigorously to attract Long Yuanyuan's attention, and then answered stutteringly.
【Master...family.】
These four simple words made Long Yuanyuan's nose sore. She couldn't help but say in a small voice, "I don't know who my parents are... Woo woo woo, no one writes to me."
There was a cry in her baby voice, and she lay on the table in discomfort, looking pitiful.
The live broadcast room exploded instantly.
What does it mean that Yuanyuan has no family? Is Yuanyuan an orphan?
[Fuck, no wonder Yuan Yuan has been so popular for so long and no one who claims to be family has come out to speak out, no wonder...]
"Yuanyuan, be good, don't cry, don't cry! My heart is breaking! It's just a letter, isn't it? I'll write it to you! I'll write a hundred letters!"
I can't even imagine how sad Zizi must be. Everyone has a letter... except her.
[Official news!!! Everyone, go check it out! I love my country, Dad!]
Some sharp-eyed people saw this news, immediately exited the live broadcast room out of curiosity, and went to search for official news.
[Dragon Country Official: Long Yuanyuan is not an orphan, but a child of our Dragon Country, so naturally he also received the letter.]
As soon as these words were spoken, many people burst into tears, and they all hoped that next time they could also write to Long Yuanyuan, to this three-year-old little cub who lives alone in the game, to let her know that she is not alone.
At this moment, the little plants were frightened by Long Yuanyuan's crying voice and started to comfort her at the same time.
After they knew why the cub was crying, they felt sad.
[Yuanyuan, we are your family! We will always be with you!]
"That's right, if you want a father and a mother, I'll find the members of our Mo Ju Teng tribe and let you be their daughter!"
When Huahua heard what Mo Ju Teng said, she immediately became angry and warned him word by word.
[Ink giant vine! 】
So stupid...
How could this giant black vine be so stupid!
The little cub was sad because he had no parents, and this stupid vine actually talked about finding a vine to be the parent of the little cub?
But what Huahua never expected was that Long Yuanyuan actually sniffed and looked at the Mo Ju Teng expectantly: "Is it really possible? Can I really be their goose girl?"
Huahua: “….”
Mo Ju Teng: "Of course!"
Yaya: "My...parents."
Xiao Yaya clearly meant that she could also be Long Yuanyuan's parent.
When Long Yuanyuan heard this, she immediately shook her head, her voice full of determination: "No, my parents are older than me, Yaya, you are too young!"
Does this mean that as long as Yaya is old enough, you can become a parent?
Huahua and Mo Ju Teng both realized the subtext of these words, but they tacitly did not speak.
after all.....
Yaya is really unreliable as a parent.
Long Yuanyuan was not too upset by this interruption and continued to open the panel and look through the chat messages.
In just a few minutes, a lot of messages were sent in the public chat area, explaining the origin of these letters.
It turned out that two days before the contestants were about to be selected for the survival game, the Dragon Country officials began to arrange supplies for everyone to enter the game, and even delivered letters written by the contestants' families to every citizen, asking them to be sure to pass the letters on to the contestants after entering the survival game.
Long Yuanyuan had no idea what it meant when everyone had a stack of letters in their hands, but the others understood deeply what it meant.
Blue Planet was already resource-depleted. This depletion didn't just mean a shortage of food and water; it also meant a shortage of trees. Each person carrying a stack of letters naturally cost a lot of resources, but... this was just to send them a letter home.
The contestants who had received the letters had tears in their eyes and opened the letters with trembling hands.
As soon as I opened the envelope, the familiar handwriting of my family came into view.
Almost at the moment they saw the handwriting from their family members, all the contestants who received the letters could no longer hold back. They lowered their heads, their shoulders trembled, they covered their faces tightly with their hands, and tears slipped through their fingers.
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