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Chapter 1488: Final Chapter·Sea Chapter [3]· "Hello, teacher."

Looking at the deep love between Lin Wangan and Bai Chun, mother and daughter, Su Mingan left the room in silence.

As dusk falls, the sky is filled with rosy clouds, the wooden floor is emitting a warm yellow light, and wind chimes are jingling under the eaves.

In addition to ordinary bakeries, grocery stores, and antique shops, the shops on the street also provide goods and services such as pens, ink, paper, and inkstones, creative guidance, story revision, and recommendations from famous artists.

The first World Creator Conference is a shining pearl in the history of Rovasha.

Countless new creators enthusiastically came to the conference with their own stories. After layers of elections at the village, town, city, and state levels, among tens of millions of people around the world, only the 100 people with the highest ranking stories stood out and participated in this conference.

Many forces such as the Nalan Court, the Alliance of All Beings, and the Alliance of Wisdom have gathered here. Recently, the royal city has been crowded with people, and anyone who throws a brick down will find a big shot.

Billions of eyes from all over Luowasha were cast over. If it weren't for the restrictions on entry into the city and the broadcast covering the five planes, the bricks in the city would probably have been trampled to pieces.

……

[It’s almost night, what are you going to do——]

[A. Go back to the study to perfect your story and prepare for the Creator Conference the day after tomorrow.]

【B. Go to Barol Tavern to meet with the students. 】

【C. Quietly walked back and asked his sister how to treat Bai Chun's disease. 】

[D. At this point in time, Si Que, as a short-lived magpie, should have died. Why is Si Que still alive? Go to the villa at Engineer Bridge in Wangcheng to explore the secret of Si Que's survival.]

【E. Now that things have come to this, let’s go to sleep first. 】

……

Su Mingan's eyes were fixed on option B.

Students? Yes, Bai Qiu is a professor, so he should have students.

He chose B.

When he passed by Lin Wangan's room, he stopped. While Lin Wangan was still comforting his sister, Su Mingan pushed the door open and walked in, quickly taking a look around the interior.

...It still tastes the same as before.

The floor-length mirror is placed on the left side of the door, the pillow is a very low neck pillow, the lipstick is placed in the second drawer on the left for easy access, and the music magazines that she liked to read all year round are on the bedside. Just like her previous room.

He rummaged around and suddenly discovered that the bottom drawer was locked.

...It must contain something very important.

He walked to the closet, found the third coat from left to right, reached into the pocket, and touched the cold, hard texture.

Sure enough, she always liked to put important keys in the pocket of the third coat in the closet. Whenever she forgot to bring the key when shopping, she would ask him to get it from the coat pocket.

"Ming An is so smart!" Whenever he successfully opened the door, she would hug him and praise him. This was one of the few times when she was not sick, just like a normal, gentle mother.

For her, so many years have passed...but this habit remains unchanged.

Su Mingan didn't know whether he should be glad that he knew her so well, or hate himself for knowing her so well.

"Nothing to worry about..." He squatted down and unlocked the door.

Originally, he didn't recognize her as his mother. Now she has become someone else's mother, giving her motherly love to a sick and fragile girl. Isn't that good? She walked out. She walked out...

With scattered thoughts swirling in his mind, the cabinet lock opened with a "click", revealing a gold wire, a badge, and a photo.

"The badge is engraved with the burning flame of the Sun's Eye... This is the badge of the Mother Goddess of Light. It seems that she believes in the Mother Goddess of Light. In Luowasha, most people need a belief, and this is considered to be sociable." Su Ming'an put down the badge and picked up the gold thread.

He looked at it carefully and realized that this golden thread was not simple. The strong aura on it told him that this golden thread might be at the angel level.

Angels are extremely high-level. Ordinary people cannot touch them. Even the royal family has to look up to them. Why does she have an angel-level golden thread?

Su Mingan thought about it and picked up the last photo.

He originally thought that this was also a photo related to the Mother Goddess of Radiance, such as the statue of the Mother Goddess of Radiance. However, the moment he saw it clearly, he paused.

——The boy with black hair and black eyes looked at the camera calmly. He was wearing a white shirt and a light blue bow tie. He was sitting on a wooden chair and holding a pure white lily in his hand.

This was a birthday photo taken when he was eight years old. It was one of the few birthdays she helped him celebrate, and she took him to the mall to take a few photos. I don't know what means she used to reproduce this photo.

...What is she thinking about? Is she missing him too?

Stop being funny.

Su Ming'an clenched the photo between his fingers, his expression still calm. He had told himself a long time ago not to think about these things.

He didn't have time to worry about these meaningless little things.

Su Mingan quickly left the room, walked through the dusk-shrouded corridor, and opened the door. Lavender was planted in the garden, and the fragrance was rich.

Night falls and the lights dim.

He took a deep breath, regained his composure, and walked out onto the street.

The Barol Tavern is a tavern located on South Street, close to the slums. Dock workers, coachmen, craftsmen, and entrepreneurs in difficult circumstances live here. Every night, the area is filled with entertainment such as black boxing, sumo, dog fighting, storytelling, and sex transactions.

Su Ming'an's handsome and profound face attracted many people's attention. Some girls smoking cigarettes were eager to try and looked at his exquisite clothes and luxurious jewel cufflinks, but were afraid of his gloomy expression.

"...this handsome gentleman." At this time, an arm gently held him, and the voice was mature and raised: "Would you like to walk with me?"

……

【Seven times I have despised my own soul.】

[The second time, from a young girl.]

[She said that as a product of scarcity, love itself is a more sophisticated device for reproducing scarcity.]

[As the most primitive god in human hearts, it always maintains the dual aspects of creation and destruction. ]

【Knowing that all constructions of meaning will eventually collapse, humans still choose to build temples on quicksand. 】

[Just as the nightingale did not die for love, but for the pursuit itself. ]

……

Su Mingan wanted to shake her off, but he saw her face.

She had a pair of soft peach blossom eyes and long bright hair dyed in a gradient of peach pink and dark purple. She was as gorgeous as a peony, but because she was still young, she had a clarity that was out of place.

Time Oriole.

Shi Ying a few years ago, Shi Ying who participated in the zeroth Disciple Game, Shi Ying who looked to be no more than fifteen or sixteen years old.

She once said that when she was a child, she had to support her family by herself. Even her brother would cheat her into marrying someone else, and her mother had to be a mistress to support the family... What a sad family of origin.

Shi Ying smiled and took him into the Barol Tavern. This made it reasonable for a well-dressed gentleman to enter this old and undignified tavern. The eyes that were secretly observing him gradually dispersed.

"...You have to be careful, there are a lot of eyes in the dark. Especially at this critical moment when the Creator Conference is about to be held. I heard from the leader that you are his teammate, right?" Shi Ying said in a low voice.

Su Mingan quickly understood what Shi Ying meant. The leader she was referring to should be "Su Liujin", and "teammate" meant that Su Mingan and Su Liujin were both demons at the same table.

Therefore, "coming to the Barol Tavern to meet with students" means coming to meet with Su Liujin's small team. The character possessed by Su Liujin is Bai Qiu's student.

But why did Su Liujin know that Su Mingan was possessed by Bai Qiu?
Su Mingan asked indirectly, and Shi Ying smiled and said, "The leader performed well in the first five levels, so of course there are some recognizable props."

"Are you very familiar with Su Liujin?" Su Mingan said.

"Hmm." Silently taking out a silver-glowing Val coin from Su Ming'an's pocket and turning it between her five fingers, Shi Ying chuckled and said, "You haven't heard of our reputation? This is really rare. I thought that the 'Black Alliance' organized by Emperor Su Liujin was already known to everyone. We are the most famous and authoritative alliance in the Disciple Game."

...Because I didn't participate in your previous zeroth disciple game, I just suddenly interrupted. Su Mingan remained silent.

Su Liujin is actually the leader and has formed the most authoritative player alliance. His status is probably equivalent to that of the "number one player".

Entering the pub, a noisy and hot atmosphere hit me. Most of the people sitting there were dark-skinned and strong men and women. Su Mingan's exquisite dress attracted many people's attention, and their eyes were full of scrutiny.

"...The atmosphere seems very tense." Su Mingan said in a low voice.

"The day after tomorrow is the Creator Conference. I don't know how many forces want to intervene. Even in this tavern in the slums, there are too many eyes..." Shi Ying said with a smile.

"What are they afraid of?" Isn't the Creator Conference a good thing?

"Hehe..." Shi Ying smiled: "The beginning of an era, a sacrifice in the scientific community, a change of tides... Do you really think that the vested interests of the original class will watch the rise of Creation and the smooth progress of the Creator Conference?"

After the Creator Conference, there will be a true era of creation. If an individual stands in the way of the tide of the times, there will be no good results.

"But people of this era don't know it yet." Shi Ying lit up a lady's cigarette, which drooped at the corner of her bright red mouth: "They are just ants, not an indestructible wall."

She came to the bar and smiled at a burly man wearing a headscarf, "A glass of Kasai Royal Liquor."

Upon hearing the word "strong liquor", Su Mingan frowned.

Shi Ying noticed his expression, then looked at the man and said with a smile, "Forget it, a glass of Othello beer."

She was only fifteen or sixteen years old, but she was very good at reading people's expressions, and it seemed to have become her instinct.

In fact, Su Mingan wanted milk tea more, but he felt that it went against Bai Qiu's cold and hard character, so he had to give up.

Holding a wine glass filled with the aroma of wheat, under the cover of Shi Ying, Su Mingan came to the backstage of the tavern and saw a group of people headed by a white-haired young man.

Under the light of the wood, a white-haired boy sat on a wooden chair with his legs crossed, and several figures stood beside the chair, some men, some women, some old, some young.

A shadow settled in the pupils of the white-haired boy. After a moment, he raised his head slightly, revealing a pair of glowing golden eyes.

Put your hands together and place them under your chin.

"Welcome, my 'devil' friend."

The light fell on his face, illuminating only the half below the bridge of his nose, making his pupils appear particularly deep:

"Even though you kept silent during the midnight bell segment, we'll be good friends, right?"

"Or, according to the roles we play, should I call you...teacher?"

"Nice to meet you, my name is Su Liujin."

(End of this chapter)