The captain heard their disapproval beneath the surface of his silence. He clenched his teeth and pursed his lips, but he still couldn't successfully swallow the anger that came from nowhere. He said coldly:

"The choice I planned for her is the best. As long as she destroys Senhai with her own hands, [Grand Farewell] will exempt Senhai from the defeat penalty after joining Zelan, and it will also awaken the [Faded Homeland] I prepared in advance.

"As long as you have a long-term vision and don't let your emotions get in the way, you will choose [a grand farewell].

"Meaningless persistence will only move yourself! It can only fulfill yourself!"

As he spoke, his last layer of disguise disappeared, and his straight hair that looked like a waterfall turned into small curls, with a small section of brightly colored coral emerging from each side of his forehead.

After a burst of output, without waiting for the drummer and the bitter cup to respond, the captain disappeared in the tavern.

It’s not that I don’t want to argue with them, but rather that I know I can’t win the argument so I unilaterally block them.

The entire tavern fell silent.

"He might think that you are subtly trying to persuade him to let go of the wrong choice he made back then." Graffiti, who had been silently drawing nearby, suddenly spoke out. He turned the painting in his hand towards all the gods who were playing and watching the fun in the tavern.

The painting showed a little man with black curly hair and a coral on his forehead, sitting on the ground and crying loudly, holding a shell broken into two pieces in his arms.

"Not really. I just wanted to advise him not to impose his current ideas on other players. It seems like he's bullying his past self." The drummer looked away at Bitter Cup, intending to change the topic to something less sad, but found that Bitter Cup was staring at the place where the captain left in a daze.

He asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Bitter Cup said regretfully, "I've always wanted to know where he got that ability to straighten and curl his hair at will, but he always refuses to tell me."

Speaking of hairstyles, the drummer immediately gave up his previous attempt to change the subject. He said, "Before we went to find songs with wine, I always thought the Captain's criterion for liking players was that they only liked those with curly hair. Remember? Back before the island was shattered, even when Dong Hai Sha Leng didn't have the energy to take care of his hair, he had curly hair."

"Indeed, did Zaijiuxunge have long curly hair before the game invaded?"

"You should ask the stupid girl next door. She should know."

“…I came first!”

"Ah, Xiaoquanxian, Xiaoquanxian should know!"

"Before the game was invaded, the profession of drinking and searching for songs required me to change my hairstyle frequently. For a while, I did have long curly hair."

"That's right, look! If you have long curly hair you'll attract the attention of the captain."

……

Feng Tang leaned against the balcony railing, spread out his palms, and stared at the wind lingering between his fingers in a trance.

——"Have you ever thought that since Senhai has been shattered, why not join Dawn? To you, there is no difference between Zelan and Dawn, right?"

Across the room, the sound of cicadas chirping at dawn came from the right.

Feng Tang smiled silently. This sentence really made sense.

If it's not Senhai maple syrup, it doesn't really make any difference whether it's Zeland maple syrup or Dawn maple syrup.

Ever since joining Zelan, she has been invading other worlds as Zelan Maple Syrup, and she almost forgot what it feels like when the world is invaded.

——"You said so? Zeland Fat Goose."

The fat goose above didn't answer, but Mist Blade beside him asked curiously, "Then what can you give them?"

Dawn Cicada: "Survival space, and the lives of my fellow tribesmen?"

Feng Tang laughed out loud this time. She turned her head to look at Dawn Cicada: "What about the punishment for defeat? If I join Dawn, do I need to abide by the defeat agreement?"

"I believe I've shown sufficient sincerity." Dawn Xianchan thought she had tactfully dispelled the other party's delusion. She said, "I'm giving you a chance to allow more of your kind to survive. Even if you don't surrender, Dawn will be the only one to win."

"It seems that we still have to abide by the rules of defeat." Feng Tang held the breeze in her hand. She no longer looked at the Dawn Cicada, but looked at the dock in the distance. She was surprised at her own calmness.

She heard herself say, "Then you should go and persuade Zhu Man first. Oak Owl doesn't need to abide by the rules of defeat in Zelan. Even if they join Dawn, they only need to bear one level of punishment. As for Zhu Man and Yue Fox, I wonder if they can endure the double punishment and being exploited twice."

The world fell silent.

Dawn Cicada would not try to persuade her a second time.

Maple Syrup didn't stay on the balcony. The balcony of the war cruise ship was too boring recently, so she simply left the room and went to the restaurant to get herself something to eat.

While choosing her dishes, she heard a familiar name.

"Ah, is it true that the older one went further? Didn't they say that little Xunge's grades were better?"

"At first, yes." This was the voice of the teacher who had been with Zaijiu Xunge. She said, "Even though the game always reminds me that my first key player did something stupid because of his naive fantasy about how things would turn out."

"So what did you do?"

"So I bought two personality tags for the older one, the same two that Xiao Xunge had, and his grades immediately improved."

"Ah, is it so important to have beautiful fantasies about the future?"

"I think being on guard plays the most important role."

"...If she had been this defensive as a child, you wouldn't have been able to get her out of Karadom back then."

"Can't I just rob it?"

Feng Tang didn't finish listening to the conversation because the two teachers obviously noticed that she was eavesdropping. She took two bottles of ice wine and left the restaurant.

On her way to the deck, she paused again because she heard the name again.

So haunted?!

And why was the guy who called her so sneaky...

"She's asleep? How can she sleep at this hour while drinking and singing?!"

"If you have anything, you can leave a message. I'll let her know when she wakes up."

“… Never mind. It’s nothing.”

"Okay, then when she wakes up, I'll tell her that Hu Er Que Que called her."

"No! No need, just pretend I never hit you."

"But there will be records, and I'm her B80, not yours. I won't hide anything from her."

Fengtang poked his head into the communication hall and met the eyes of Huerqueque, who was looking around guiltily to see if anyone was eavesdropping.

Maple Sugar & Que Que: So embarrassing...

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