The young man in the long gown looked indifferent:
"Su Lin."
"Oh, what a nice name." Xiaojuan said.
"Race is not convenient to tell."
"Well, they look like a very strong race. Okay, I've finished registering." Xiaojuan smiled.
"...Wait." Su Lin put down his pipe.
"Is there anything wrong?" Xiaojuan turned around.
Su Lin placed a piece of gold in her palm and whispered, "...The higher-ups are paying so much attention to a newcomer like me. Is there anything on me that you're concerned about?"
Xiao Juan narrowed her eyes, put away the gold, and said slowly:
"Oh, then I'll tell you quietly, and you listen carefully."
"It is said that... you have the scent of Oliver on you, so I guess a bunch of people will come to capture you soon."
Su Lin looked slightly confused; he didn't know who this was.
He originally planned to write a daily story, the core theme of which was [a mysterious shop owner opened an antique shop and helped solve customers' difficulties]. He had seen some such stories on the World Forum, which were both interesting and peaceful, and he was more interested in them.
But now it seems... I’m afraid I can’t continue writing such a peaceful story.
He looked at the title of his story, "The God of the Antique Shop," and decided to change it.
It is tentatively set as...
Who is Olivers?
If I don't deal with this aura in him, my life will never be peaceful.
…
An island far away in the horizon.
Burris held up the cross reverently.
The snow-white wings spread out behind him, holy and bright, which made him feel happy.
——The Celestial Clan.
He possessed a celestial being.
The Celestials are a lower race of angels, followers of gods, maintainers of order, and the purest and most beautiful race. He will surely find Su Mingan soon, as Su Mingan must be a god.
"——The Mother Goddess of Dawn has issued a prophecy that [Game Day] will begin at twelve o'clock tonight. Before that, we need to rob someone. Come with me." Another member of the Celestial Clan came over.
"Okay." Boris turned his head, his white and gold hair swaying slightly.
"...Why did you dye your hair a little white?" The Celestial Clan discovered the situation.
"Personal hobby." Boris smiled: "Who are we going to rob?"
"A jellyfish." The Celestial said, "He has the scent of Olivers on him. Now, the Elementals, Elves, Half-Demons, Undead... a total of eleven races have gathered in the Twilight Realm, fighting for that jellyfish."
"...That's really huge." Boris sighed.
He looked at the title of his story - "The Last Supper". It seemed that there was a new chapter to be added to the story.
…
Su Mingan ran away.
Seeing more and more races gathering and more and more strange creatures, he felt that if he didn't run away, it would be too late. Who knows if these things have the means to imprison souls, he directly followed his heart.
Stepping onto the mechanical wheel and moving through space one after another - under the blank gaze of Restori, under the shocked sight of the great elf, under the watchful eyes of the eleven races - this "extremely weak" jellyfish greased its feet and ran as fast as it could.
He couldn't go to Hongta Country, nor to Crescent Island, after all, Lu Shu couldn't protect him. He might as well just go directly...
Go find the World Tree?
He vaguely felt that the World Tree might protect him.
...If it weren't for the aura of that damn Oliver, he should be on vacation in the Red Tower now, instead of being chased by eleven races.
Covered in space and hidden, Su Mingan flew straight to the center of the continent. He flew from afternoon to night, and when he saw the high-hanging Holy Temple Mountain, he knew that the center of the continent was approaching.
"If it's on the way, I'll look for my teammates first to see if there are any high-ranking people among them who can help me. Su Lin should be able to do it..." Su Ming'an thought.
Seeing that the mechanical roulette was running out of energy, he landed on the ground, planning to rest for a night to recharge.
This was a vast expanse of sea, which was safer than land, as many races could not go into the water. After propping up the Lamb Barrier, he stepped into the sea.
Instead of swimming deeper, he curled up near the coast, leaning against the coral reef, yawning, surrounded by mindless fish and jellyfish.
In a daze, he heard a familiar voice:
"...Su Mingan?"
A young man with ocean-blue hair swam towards him.
…
“Ding Dong!”
[You have met your first teammate. (When you have met five teammates, the team chat channel will be open.)]
…
"Lu...you are actually from the sea tribe." Su Mingan recognized the blue-haired young man. It was a pleasant surprise to meet his teammates.
"I put a positioning tool on you. I sensed you entering the sea and came here. I have spikes on my arms... maybe I am a sea urchin." Lu also felt lucky: "Luckily I met you. Is someone chasing you? You can come with me to the underwater palace. It's safer there."
Su Mingan didn't know how to restore his jellyfish form, and it was no use holding up the Lamb barrier. "Okay."
"Your identity is really sensitive. It's so attractive every time." Lu joked as he led him downstream.
"It's mainly Olivier's fault." Su Ming'an said helplessly: "Do you know the positions of the other teammates?"
"I'm not sure. We can only wait until the game day when the players will gather together." Lu Kuanwei said, "Maybe Noel is from the Celestial Clan? We will definitely meet him."
Su Mingan nodded.
Lu raised his hand: "Look, we have arrived at the underwater palace. You can rest there tonight."
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