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Chapter 1463: Chapter 10: "OE: The Last Holy Communion ()"

Some years later.

A blue planet is floating in the universe.

The surface of the planet was covered with a layer of clouds and mist, shining with a heavy light.

There are 256 dazzling spots of light flashing on the planet. When zoomed in, they look like tall 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 higher dimensions..."

"...With the help of Seed Shirley and High-Dimensional Spark, we, Zhai Xing and our ally Luo Vasha, have finally stepped into a safe world and embarked on a journey into the distant universe..."

"...This battle is called the Battle of the Torch. From then on, 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 technologies learned from multiple copy worlds such as the Ruins World, Praia, and Rovasha, and adopt methods similar to the Dawn System, the Utopia Barrier, and the Storm Boundary. They 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 powerful and convincing person - the 'Tower Master'."

"There are 256 tower masters in total. These red towers are called 'lighthouses' in memory of 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 short black coat and black boots. He looked more like a swordsman than a teacher.

——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. Although the history of these century-long disasters is already known to all children, some details still need to be narrated and sorted out by eyewitnesses.

Mo Yan didn't know why he decided to pursue this career. 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. Many people in the future may not understand the details of those years clearly, but he wanted to remember, tell and pass on.

Remember big brother.

The profession of teacher seemed 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 only thought of the spark that his elder brother had left in Baisha Paradise, his elder brother speaking loudly to the numb people, and the sound of those lighthouses.

I remembered what my eldest brother once said, that to awaken the light in people's eyes, we must use thoughts rather than the abuse of force.

Perhaps it was Xia Luoyang's deep look at that time, or perhaps it was Ya Ma's last smile that was too heavy, Mo Yan couldn't help but think...

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

The great man is the country and the people.

How can he not be a hero when he stands on such a high platform?
"Teacher! Teacher!" A student raised his hand. "Who are these 'Tower Masters'? I only know that they are all very powerful."

As soon as the student said this, other students immediately looked at him with contempt. He didn't even know this, it seemed that he didn't pay attention in history class.

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

"...half of them are the leaders of various guilds, forces, and alliances. For example, the chief of staff of the United Group, Eshkol, and the new leader of the ancient martial arts, Liu Changqing. Of course, there are also the best of the six billion people who have not participated in the game. After all, force is not everything. Force is just a sword with a hidden edge, and it is better to keep it in the sheath."

When everyone entered this small world, 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 was not like Actor who was unprepared back then. Together with Speaker Su Mianbao, they used the Ming'an system to suppress the players who caused the chaos.

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

As long as the top group of players who have become gods have not been corrupted, the tragedy that happened to Akto in the past would not have happened in this world.

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 a world where the smoke of gunpowder has cleared." Mo Yan's fingers were on his waist, where there was a hidden sword with a line of crossed-out signature engraved on it.

Ever since the world game ended.

He never pulled out the sword again.

"The covetousness of higher dimensions, the targeting of the organizers, the traps of betrayers, the harm and distrust within... We have survived the most difficult disasters, experienced a long and hard 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 encourage them, nor did he give them any encouragement. He just smiled calmly:

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

Please live well.

This is what Big Brother expects.

Brother, if that’s the case, will you feel happy underground?

……

Su Mianbao drove the wheelchair into the deep basement.

Her face was no longer young. Despite the large amount of life-support drugs she had been injected with, the long years had caused her hair to turn gray and her beautiful face to become wrinkled.

When Su Mingan saw her through the screen, she was sitting in a wheelchair. In fact, she was not deliberately imitating Akto, 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 had written in her own handwriting in order to imitate the Father God. Since this creation did not look like the Father God at all and often showed an ugly beast-like posture, she was extremely disgusted and even beat and kicked it.

To this day, this creature has not grown fully and still occasionally reveals its beast-like appearance.

But she should let it go.

Because God the Father is no longer here.

A teardrop fell down her cheek, and Su Mianbao was surprised to find that she had shed tears. As the co-chairman, she didn't know how long it had been since she had 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 did not seem to care about the gift and did not wear it.

She accepted her fate as a tool, and accepted that all her hard work was to serve as a stepping stone for the civilization of the Father God. She accepted that she was born in a small world, and that she could not break through the shackles even with her thousands of talents, because she knew that if she did not accept this, she would kill her compatriots.

She had very little.

She didn't desire much.

The only wish I expressed was "I wish God the Father a successful start."

“……” The humanoid creature stood up quietly. His face was almost exactly the same as Su Mingan, with black hair dragging on the ground, like a savage.

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.

“… Even though…” He began, his voice intermittent: “Although… you… gave me the impression of beating 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 never left.

Until Su Mianbao's barely audible voice slowly floated over:
"Don't wash red, the more you wash, the lighter the red will be."

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

"Return home soon after you are crowned a marquis, and do not be like an arrow on a string."

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

She just mourned quietly, ignoring the humanoid's questions.

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

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

"Su..."

His voice faded away.

……

[“Inspiration is a kind of ‘future orientation’ that allows things that suddenly come to our mind to come from the future orientation, become a fixed module, and be imprinted into reality.” Si Que said.]

[The card drawing mechanism also works on this principle. 】

……

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

There is a long-abandoned bridge tunnel on the side of a busy road, where some homeless people often spend the winter.

However, with the popularization of the Ming'an system, homeless people were gradually arranged to study and work, and became normal people who could survive independently.

Now, a swordsman in white often appears in this bridge arch.

He swung the knife here over and over again, practicing his swordsmanship.

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

Over and over, over and over again.

It seems that doing this can bring inner peace.

After practicing swordsmanship, he usually does two things: one is to walk around the city to see if there are still people in dire straits. The other is to go back to the Central United Government to collect and sort out the history of Su Mingan, looking for the slightest possibility of resurrection.

Lu Shu firmly believed that Su Mingan was just sealed in the original Luowasha.

Maybe, he is still alive.

Perhaps, he was not burned to ashes by the devouring fire.

Perhaps, Noel Akinni has some hidden secrets... Haha, Lu Shu doesn't think this idea is right, but he would rather think so.

Lu Shu returned to the Central United Government.

Most of the familiar players have been scattered around the world for the sake of maintaining stability. Those who remain here are all unfamiliar faces.

Sometimes, when mixed in with these strange people, Lu Shu would suddenly feel at a loss, like a rootless duckweed floating on the vast 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 by that nickname.” Lu Shu frowned.

What "Cold-Faced Shura", what "Mantis Blade"... Human nature has never changed. Even though Lu Shu refused the position of tower master and chose to be an ordinary tourist, people who knew history still kept giving these heroes titles.

"What are you going to do next?" Lin Yin crossed his arms and said, "As the tower master, I'm 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 he did it, the eleventh seat only said that this was what he was 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 trees in Taihua Mountain... experienced flying airplanes, cannons, and aircraft carriers... played the lyre, and took many, many group photos...

This journey was wonderful. They did not try to hide the scars of the past, but revealed them openly, comforted each other, and warmed each other.

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

"I'm looking for a way to advance to a higher dimension." Lu Shu said frankly. Back then, he became a Level 3 God Abyss Lord, and he still had the potential to advance.

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

"go back."

"...Heh, go back." Lin Yin had fully anticipated this answer and sighed deeply:
"In fact, he hopes that you will become a complete person, just to let you embrace 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 have to go back.”

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

When he said he wanted to go back, he didn't mean to go back to any country or city.

But a planet.

——He wanted to go back, back to the abandoned Rovasha, back to the planet that had been left far away.

If Su Mingan was dead, then he would take his ashes back.

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

…Just like when Rovatha first started, he was going to dig him out from under the tree.

Don't want to leave him there alone.

There is nothing there anymore.

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

...Then someone has to turn around, walk back, and bring back the heroic bodies left in the darkness.

“What about Nuoer?” Seeing Lu Shu turning around, Lin Yin suddenly asked, “If Nuoer’s body is also there, what will you do to him?”

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

Among the crowd of people in black suits, the young man's floating white clothes looked like a pale cloud.

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

In the eyes of most, or even everyone.

Noel Akinni, both are undoubtedly traitors to humanity.

……

Yueyue, the "spiritual dream messenger", stepped into this world one night.

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