"I see." Su Mingan nodded. Lu's decision was very smart. "When is the ceremony?"
"You can choose the time as you like." Lu said, "This time the halftime break will be more than three days. Just like the sixth world, the three-day break will not start until all the players have returned. So, we still have some time to rest."
Su Mingan had learned from the comments before that the players' return time was not uniform this time, some were less than 20 days, and some were more than 20 days. Mizushima Kawase was one of the players who returned early, and there are still players who have not returned yet.
"Su Mingan, you can take a good rest first, and then deal with the alliance matters." Lu said.
"No need, just tell me a time." Su Mingan said.
"You are the leader of the alliance." Lu smiled. "With the look on your face now, if you go to the live broadcast of the founding ceremony of the alliance, I'm really afraid that the audience will say that we didn't give you a rest."
Su Mingan subconsciously touched his eye sockets, he couldn't see clearly whether there was blue-gray under his eyes.
"I will adjust as soon as possible." Su Mingan said.
"There's no need to use the word 'adjustment'. To use the words of you Long people, there is a saying that everything can be solved by eating dumplings? It seems that as long as there is trouble, everyone can eat dumplings together, whether it's a quarrel between husband and wife or a conflict between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law." Lu said.
Su Mingan recalled that there seemed to be such a saying. Lu's knowledge of Longguo culture was unexpectedly rich, even covering the conflicts between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.
"It just so happens that I heard that Noel wanted to give you an extra New Year." Lu said, "Do you mind if Luna and I have two more pairs of chopsticks?"
Su Mingan said: "I don't mind."
"Ah, that's great." Lu seemed to have finally gotten what he wanted, and he clasped his hands together and said with a smile, "I will definitely get there in time."
Su Mingan vaguely realized that this seemed to be the real purpose of the road.
"I won't disturb you to rest." Lu said, "After you rest, send me the time and place. We can discuss matters concerning the alliance then."
"……good."
Su Mingan waited for three seconds. Lu's face was still on the screen, looking at him with a smile, as if waiting for him to hang up first.
Su Mingan then took the initiative to press the hang-up button and hung up the call.
The screen turned black. Su Mingan glanced at the chat box again. Noel and Lu Shu still hadn't responded. He took disguise measures, put on the black fog, and pushed open the door.
【Please select the server you want to enter? 】
【Area, confirmed.】
The district is ranked low, mostly inhabited by Dragon people. The house that Su Mingan once bought is in this district.
As soon as Su Mingan opened the door, a strong New Year atmosphere hit him. Fireworks and other New Year goods were sold on the street, and the air was filled with the aroma of barbecue and sour plums. Looking around, all he could see were men and women shopping.
The cold snowflakes brushed against his cheeks and melted on his shoulders and neck.
When people saw Su Ming'an, whose face was covered by black fog, they stepped back a little and avoided him.
“Bang!”
Gorgeous fireworks bloom in the night sky, snowflakes flutter in the winter wind, and rainbow-like knots float under the eaves.
Su Mingan was in a trance. At that moment, he almost thought he was back in the Fuyuan Festival in Doomsday City. The residents gathered around the stove to keep warm and cook sweet potato porridge. A beige-haired judge with a gun on his back led the way and smiled back at him.
【teacher. 】
He blinked, and the next moment, all that was left before his eyes was the distant street and the empty snowy scene.
Countless people with unfamiliar faces passed by him.
Recently, many adventurous players have returned to the world of the main god. Since the live broadcast rooms of popular players such as Su Mingan have been closed, casual players have begun to go out to celebrate the New Year, resulting in it being quite lively outside no matter which area or server.
"——Selling mechanical products! Guns, watches, low-level AI! Made in the ruins world, quality is up to standard!"
"——Books for sale! Qianze family notebooks! Top player Yamada-cho's quality certification, forbidden codes, absolutely great stuff, a wide variety, all the top players you want are available! Some peripherals are bought in bundles of three!"
"——The architecture virtual scene system has been updated with the ninth world collection! Whether it is the Doomsday City scene, the Dawn War battlefield scene, or the Survey City modern urban scene, they have all been restored! Even if you don't participate in the game, you can still experience the adventure style in person!"
“——Mom, I want to eat baked sweet potatoes!”
"——Buy it for you, eat it, eat the big one!"
"——Where on earth did Edward go? Why can't I see his new posts? I love him so much! I love him so much! Ah!!!"
“…”
Players are still alive and playing with memes.
Su Ming'an even saw a team holding black and white photos of Edward marching past. These young people were playing suona and throwing wedding candies and red flowers around. No one knew what they were playing.
"Congratulations! Edward's funeral will be held tomorrow. Everyone must come to support him." A young man said loudly.
"What the hell? The United Group didn't say Edward was dead." Someone nearby said.
"Impossible. If Edward doesn't die, I will eat Lu Shu upside down. Otherwise, why hasn't Edward appeared for so long?" The people in the team immediately refuted.
"Why? Why would my husband give you food?" A big man in the team was unhappy.
"Anyway, please come and support us! We will hold a cyber funeral for Edward immediately! Otherwise, he will be resurrected! He was killed by our Lighthouse Master himself, there is no way he can be resurrected! Long live Su Ming'an!" the young man shouted, and the people behind him immediately raised the flag. On the flag were the two words "Lighthouse" written in long strokes, and the flagpole even had IED colorful lights.
They waved flags wildly and colorful lights flashed, blinding Su Mingan who was so close that he couldn't open his eyes.
Su Mingan: “…”
He sometimes has trouble understanding the brain structure of today's young people.
He walked past people with cold sweat on his forehead and headed towards the villa area.
The environment gradually became quieter as many middle-aged people gathered together to play mahjong. The sounds of "eating" and "banging" were heard everywhere.
Su Mingan walked all the way to his villa until he stood outside the garden fence.
Lu Shu is his follower. After returning to the main god world, the follower will appear in Su Mingan’s villa. If Lu Shu really comes back, Su Mingan can see him here.
Su Mingan pushed open the gate and walked inside, passing by clusters of roses and lilies. The petals were intertwined and entangled, and there was a sound as soft as a veil.
Suddenly, he saw a butterfly resting on the gate railing. It rested on the long, snow-white railing like a drop of blood.
“…Xiaohong?” Su Mingan couldn’t quite recognize whether this was Lu Shu’s butterfly. In his eyes, all butterflies looked the same.
Until there was a "click" sound from the door next to him, he turned around -
The hazy snow brushed past my eyes, like scattered apricot blossoms.
A white-haired young man in Hanfu stood quietly inside the door, with a praying mantis perched on his shoulder.
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