Chapter 1463 Chapter 113 "OE's Last Holy Communion (10)"

Chapter 1463 Chapter 113·"OE·The Last Holy Communion (10)"

Several years later.

A blue planet floats in the universe.

The surface of the planet is covered with a layer of clouds, shining with heavy light.

There are 256 dazzling points of light flashing on the planet. When you zoom in, you can see that they are tower-like buildings.

"…With the formation of the Seat of Hephaestus, the traitor of civilization, Noel Akinni, was sealed at the bottom of the world tree, delaying the advent of the two high-dimensional beings…"

"…With the help of Seed Shirley and the high-dimensional spark, we, Zhai Xing and our ally Luo Vasha, finally stepped into a safe world and embarked on a distant cosmic journey…"

"…This battle is called the Battle of the Flame. Since then, we still have unlimited potential and an unlimited future…"

"…In recent years, in order to ensure the stability of the world, 256 towers have been built. These towers integrate the world from the ruins. , Praya, and Luowasha, etc., and adopted methods similar to the Dawn System, the Utopia Barrier, and the Storm Barrier to set up barriers on the outer edge of our planet and control the interior of the planet in real time. Each tower is responsible for a part of our civilization, and is ruled by a person who is powerful and can convince the public - the 'Tower Master'. "

"There are 256 tower masters in total. And these red towers are called 'lighthouses', so called to commemorate our world master, Su Mingan..."

In the auditorium filled with thousands of students, a white-haired young man stood on the podium.

He had a scar on his cheek, and wore a black short coat and black boots. He didn't look like a teacher, but more like a swordsman.

--After the world game ended, Mo Yan chose to become a history lecturer.

He did not stay in one school, but went to various schools to give lectures in turn. Although the history of these century-long disasters is already known to children, some details still need to be narrated and sorted out by those who experienced them.

Mo Yan didn't know why he decided to take up this profession. Perhaps, he should become a famous hero, wielding a sword and traveling around the world, but the world no longer needs heroes.

So, he chose to follow the idea that came to his mind - to be a recorder. The details of the past may not be clearly understood by many people in the future, but he must remember, tell and pass on.

Remember his elder brother.

The profession of teacher seems to have nothing to do with him. When he faced Lin Yin's question "Mo Yan, what do you want to do in the future?", he thought of the spark that his elder brother threw in Baisha Paradise, the elder brother's loud words to the numb people, and the lighthouses.

He thought of what his elder brother once said, to awaken the light in people's eyes, we must use thoughts, not abuse force.

Perhaps it was Xia Luoyang's eyes at that time that were deep and deep, or perhaps it was Ya Ma's last smile that was too heavy, Mo Yan couldn't help thinking...

There are enough people in this world who are good at using force, and there are enough guys who break the law with force, so let him be a "hero" who changes people's minds.

The greatest heroes serve their country and their people.

Standing on the high platform, how can he not be a great hero?

"Teacher! Teacher!" The students in the audience raised their hands: "Who are the 'Tower Masters'? I only know that they are all very powerful."

As soon as the student said this, the other students immediately cast contemptuous eyes. He didn't know this, it seems that he didn't listen carefully in history class.

Mo Yan smiled and answered patiently:

"...half of them are people who performed well in the world crisis, such as the famous King of the Sea, Lu Likarpos, who controls the power of the ocean and has been upgraded to a semi-high dimension. He is the master of the sixth lighthouse. Another example is the Angel of Dawn Lin Yin, the Angel of Holy Judgement Anthony, and the Lord of Illusion Ward..."

"...half of them are the commanders of various guilds, forces, and alliances. For example, the Chief of Staff of the United Group, Eshkol, and the new leader of Guwu, Liu Changqing. Of course, there are also the best of the six billion people who did not participate in the game. After all, force does not represent everything. Force is just a sword with a hidden edge, and it is better to put it in the sheath."

When everyone entered this small world together, there was indeed a lot of unrest. There were many people who bullied the weak, and some even wanted to start a new war. But this world is not like Actor who was unprepared back then-the Speaker of the United Council, Su Baoma, used the Ming'an system to suppress the players who caused chaos at the first time.

The first group of players led by Luna into the small world formed an army called "Yellow Rose Lock", which was distributed in 256 lighthouses.

As long as the top group of players who became gods did not become corrupt, this world would not have the tragedy of Akto in the past.

There is no utopia without contradictions in the world, nor is there absolute peace and happiness.

But at least, this is a world where everyone can live.

"... We live in such a world where the smoke of gunpowder has dissipated." Mo Yan's fingers were against his waist, where there was a hidden sword with a line of signatures crossed out.

Since the end of the world game.

This sword has never been pulled out by him.

"High-dimensional covetousness, the organizer's targeting, the betrayer's trap, the internal harm and distrust... We have gone through the most difficult disasters, experienced a long and bitter journey, more than 400 million reincarnations, and the sacrifices of the pioneers, and only then have we reached today."

"So..."

Facing thousands of bright eyes, he did not say anything to cheer them up, nor did he give these children chicken blood. Just a calm smile:

"... Dear students, please live well."

Please live well.

This is what my brother expects.

Brother, if this is the case, will you feel happy underground?

...

Su Mianbao drove a wheelchair into the deep basement.

Her face was no longer young. Although she was injected with a large amount of life-sustaining drugs, the long years also made her grow gray hair and wrinkles on her beautiful face.

When Su Mingan saw her through the screen, she was sitting in a wheelchair. In fact, she was not deliberately imitating Aqto, but she was getting old and had difficulty moving.

"Click", "Click", she untied the chains of a humanoid creature in the basement.

"... Go, you are free."

Su Mianbao looked at the humanoid creature calmly.

This was a creation she wrote in her own handwriting to imitate the Father God. Because this creation was not like the Father God at all, it often showed an ugly beast-like posture, which she hated very much and even punched and kicked it.

To this day, this creation has not grown fully and still occasionally shows a beast-like posture.

But she should let it go.

Because the Father God is gone.

A teardrop fell from her cheek, and Su Mianbao was surprised to find that she had shed tears. As the co-chairman, she didn't know how long she hadn't cried. It turned out that a monster like her who only had civilization in her eyes also had a heart.

In fact, as early as the day when the Father God sent Luna and others, Su Mianbao had a premonition... The Father God might never come back.

So she made a bread-shaped ring in advance and gave it to the Father God. However, the Father God didn't seem to care about this gift and didn't wear it.

She accepted her fate as a tool and accepted that all her hard work was to be a stepping stone for the Father God's civilization. She accepted that she was born in a small world, and even if she had thousands of talents, she couldn't break through the shackles, because she knew that if she didn't accept these, she would kill her compatriots.

She had very little.

She didn't desire much.

The only wish she said was "I wish the Father God a victory."

"..." The humanoid creature stood up quietly. His face was almost exactly the same as Su Mingan's, and his black hair dragged all over the ground, like a wild man.

This was the first time in his life that he was free.

After taking a few steps, he turned back and looked at Su Mianbao.

"... Although..." He spoke, his voice intermittent: "Although... you... gave me the impression of punching and kicking... but... you are my... mother after all... you can give me... a name."

Su Mianbao was silent for a long time.

But the humanoid creature never left.

Until Su Mianbao's barely audible voice slowly floated:

"Don't wash the red, wash too much and the red will be lighter."

"My dear young man, I saw you at Yinqiao yesterday."

"Come back early after being granted a title, don't be an arrow on the string."

Su Mianbao knew that Father God came from an alien civilization, from a country called Dragon Country. She had been trying to understand what he liked, and she even knew Dragon Country culture better than most people in Dragon Country.

She just mourned in a low voice and ignored the questions of the humanoid creature.

But the humanoid creature thought that it was his mother who named him.

"My dear young man, I saw you at Yinqiao yesterday." The humanoid creature nodded very slightly: "I understand, mother. This is the last time I call you mother. From now on, I will take a word from this poem as my name, and call it..."

"Su..."

His voice gradually faded away.

...

["Inspiration is a kind of 'future positioning', which can make things that suddenly flash in our minds come from the future positioning, become a fixed module, and be imprinted into reality." Si Que said. ]

One wrong one, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, one look!

[The card drawing mechanism is also based on this principle. ]

...

"Shua! Shua! Shua!"

On the side of the busy road, there is an abandoned bridge hole for a long time, where some homeless people often spend the winter.

However, with the popularization of the Ming'an system, homeless people have gradually been arranged to study and work, and have become normal people who can survive independently.

Now, a swordsman in white clothes often appears in this bridge hole.

He swung his sword here again and again, practicing swordsmanship.

"Shua! Shua! Shua!"

Over and over, over and over again.

As if doing this could bring him inner peace.

After practicing swordsmanship, he usually did two things. One was to walk around the city to see if there were any people in dire straits. The other was to return to the Central United Government, collect and organize the history of Su Ming'an, and look for the possibility of resurrection.

Lu Shu firmly believed that Su Ming'an was just sealed in the original Luowasha.

Maybe, he is still alive.

Maybe, he was not burned to death by the Devouring Fire.

Maybe, Noel Ajinni still has a secret... Ha, Lu Shu didn't think this idea was right, but he would rather think so.

Lu Shu returned to the Central United Government.

Most of the familiar players were scattered all over the world for stability. Those who stayed here were full of unfamiliar faces.

Sometimes, mixed in these unfamiliar people, Lu Shu would suddenly feel at a loss, like a rootless duckweed, floating on the endless water, with his feet unable to touch the ground.

"'Cold-faced Shura', you're back?" At this time, a voice came from behind.

Lu Shu turned around and saw a woman with a white bow.

"...Don't call me that nickname." Lu Shu frowned.

What "cold-faced Shura", what "mantis blade"... Human nature has never changed. Although Lu Shu refused the position of tower master and chose to be an ordinary tourist. People who know history still give these heroes titles.

"What are you going to do next?" Lin Yin crossed his arms: "As the tower master, I am very busy. You can't just hang out on the street every day."

They have organized a trip.

After entering the small world, they completed the fusion with Zhai Xing with the help of the eleventh seat. When they asked the eleventh seat how to do this, the eleventh seat only said that this is what He is best at.

Afterwards, they finally went to see the heavy snow in the north, the giant pandas in Shu, the anime street in Fusang, the ginkgo in Taihua Mountain... experienced flying airplanes, cannons, and aircraft carriers... played the lyre with their own hands, and took many, many photos...

This trip was very beautiful. They did not deliberately cover up the scars of the past, but showed them frankly, comforted each other, and warmed each other.

After the trip, they went to different places for the stability of the world and their own ideals.

"I'm looking for a way to advance to a higher dimension." Lu Shu said frankly. He became the Lord of the Abyss of the Third Level God, and he still has the potential for advancement.

Lin Yin's eyes moved slightly: "...What are you going to do?"

"Go back."

"...Heh, go back." Lin Yin fully expected this answer and sighed deeply:

"In fact, he hopes that you will become a complete person, just to let you welcome a new life."

She didn't say who "he" was, but both of them understood.

"Yeah." Lu Shu nodded: "But this is also a new life... I must go back."

He has understood that his life should be independent from now on, so this is also his decision after independent thinking.

He said he wanted to go back, not to a country or a city.

But to a planet.

- He wants to go back, back to the abandoned Luowasha, back to the planet that has been thrown far away.

If Su Mingan is dead, then he will bring back his ashes.

If Su Mingan is still buried under the World Tree, then he will dig him out.

... Just like Luo Vasa at the beginning, he wants to dig him out from under the tree.

He doesn't want to leave him alone there.

There is nothing there.

People are heading towards the new world, towards a bright and glorious future, with laughter, happiness and expectations, striding towards the sun.

... Then someone must turn around, walk back, and bring back the remains of the hero left in the dark.

"What about Noel?" Seeing Lu Shu turn around, Lin Yin suddenly said, "If Noel's remains are also there, what will you do to him?"

Lu Shu shook his head, stopped for a moment, said nothing, and left quickly.

Among the countless people in black suits, the young man's floating white clothes were like a pale cloud.

Lu Shu didn't say it, but there was no need to say more.

In the eyes of most people, even everyone.

Noel Ajinni is undoubtedly a traitor to humanity.

…

Yueyue, the “spiritual dream messenger”, entered this world one night.

She held a star-shaped scepter, wore a pink cat-ear hat, and carried a pack of Hericium erinaceus biscuits.