“I long for my last heartbeat to strike the bell of dawn, shake off the rust, and let spring grow in the palms of children.”
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May 31, 2025 9:48 am.
Chen Yayuan was once an ordinary student at H City Middle School.
After the world game started, she learned that the "No. 1 player" was actually her former high school classmate Su Ming'an. She racked her brains to try to establish a relationship with him, whether it was posting on forums, contacting the joint group, shouting his name loudly at the auction... She tried everything, but it was useless. Su Ming'an no longer looked back on his own life. It seemed that the moment he became the No. 1 player, he split his life into two and never looked back on his previous life.
Gradually, Chen Yayuan accepted this fact, stopped trying to get in touch with Su Mingan, and lived her own life. Recently, she noticed that the atmosphere of the world game has become extremely tense. Everyone is thinking about the final outcome. More and more people go to the temple to pray and pack their belongings. Even when passing by teahouses and parks, you can hear the words "new world", "Ark", and "towards the universe".
"It's about to end..." She thought to herself as she packed up her few belongings, ate, browsed forums, watched live broadcasts, and went to sleep. Like many casual players, she was anxiously and expectantly waiting for the final judgment.
Will they make it? Will she die? Will she be left behind in the new world? What will that be like?
Until this day, she rubbed her eyes after waking up naturally from a good sleep, and opened the World Forum as usual to take a look, but she found an extremely bright, eye-catching, and red post.
At this moment, her heart suddenly felt empty, as if a stone had finally fallen to the ground.
"LeLe! LeLe! Come and look at the forum post!" She rolled and jumped up from the bed and went to find her friend who lived next door.
"What's going on? Which top player's exciting news is this?"
"No! Yes! It's very important!"
The two hurriedly opened the forum interface and stared at the lines of text in shock.
In front of them, the azure blue interface——
At the top of the world forum, there is no longer the lively comparison of the top players' combat power, the opinions of famous players, or the explosive news about Luo Washa, but a farewell speech.
The bright red title, the fluttering heat, the signature of the United Group.
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——"Goodbye! My dear hometown!"
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[Farewell Speech of the Coalition Government: "To Our Eternal Star Anchor"]
【Dear witnesses, pioneers, and citizens who are about to embark on this journey:】
[Please allow us to pay tribute to all the pioneers who support the backbone of the times. 】
[When our fingers touch the mottled lines of the old city walls for the last time, when the monsoon of our hometown passes by our ears with the fragrance of green grass, when the diamond-like light points of the Milky Way outside the window gradually light up, please allow us, as witnesses of human civilization, to pay the most affectionate farewell to this blue planet that gave birth to all miracles.]
[When you see this line of text, the "Small World" Ark will soon be loaded with our souls, carrying the fire of human civilization, and set sail to the other side of the starry sea. At this moment, we are not bidding farewell to our homeland forever, but setting sail towards the universe that breeds new life. ]
【Since the initial formation of the "Ark Project", we have experienced together the most brilliant transformation in the history of civilization: 3.22 billion adventurers died with their flesh and blood to pave the way to heaven, 1.46 billion casual players forged equipment, made medicines, drew guides, and laid out magic arrays, and a total of 1.1 billion compatriots guarded the fire of civilization in the countdown to the end of the world.】
[Now, the Ark has accumulated 9435 energy points, with a selection rate of up to 95%. We will eventually use the stars as an anchor, under the leadership of the "First Player", with the assistance of "Genzhi Dream Envoy" and "Spark", and under the guidance of thousands of top players, start this romantic expedition of eternity. ]
【The new world is not an illusory utopia. Under the care of players such as Ms. Su Mianbao and Ms. Luna for thousands of years, 98% of the plant gene pool of the old Zhaixing grows in its soil, and the atmospheric circulation system replicates the oxygen content ratio of Zhaixing - this is not an escape, but folding the sunlight and moonlight of the hometown into the pocket, waiting for the moment to allow, integrating our homeland, and allowing the scattered fragments of civilization to reassemble into a more perfect home. 】
[At this moment, please allow me to pay my highest respects to the pioneers:]
[To all adventure players - you used blood-stained swords to split the fog for mankind. Those figures who cut off their fate in the seventh world, those arms that opened up new territories in the tenth world, and those souls that are still burning at this moment will be forever engraved on the heroic wall of human history;]
[To all casual players - the super-intelligent AI that Dr. Xu Changying left to mankind, the 720 medicinal plants cultivated by Ms. Park Chengming combining old technology with the power of the world game, the light of life that dances under Dr. Tamok's microscope, and the 1,372 forum strategy posts written by Mr. Hubert. Forgers, pharmacists, magicians, and strategy players... These ordinary and great perseverance have built the most solid keel of the Ark;]
[To our navigator, Mr. Su Mingan - you forged humanity into an anchor chain and melted divinity into the cornerstone of the ark. Those late nights when you carried the weight of civilization alone, those times calibrated in unknown corners, will eventually become the eternal beacon guiding mankind through the tsunami and the creation myth of the new era. ]
【My fellow countrymen, this is not a farewell but an expedition. When our descendants touch the wings of butterflies under the glass dome, when the young captains of the new generation calibrate the course in the ocean of the new world, when the golden wheat fields are covered with golden waves as the pen tip rises - please always remember that in our chests is the heartbeat that still misses our homeland.】
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