Online Game: I'm in MapleStory

"Hurry up and finish eating so we can gather at the playground! Seriously, there's no need to spend so much time in Sister Yan's office! It's all because you're such a jerk with your mouth, you know?"

Dachun yelled at Ah Hao with a face full of resentment, while the chopsticks in his hand were not idle, constantly shoveling food into his mouth, and the speed was as fast as lightning.

If it weren't for Ah Hao's talkativeness causing all those troubles, they wouldn't be in the situation now where they don't even have time to breathe or rest for a while!

The afternoon class was about to begin, and it was a martial arts class, which was an important course specially arranged by the country to cope with the integration of the MapleStory world.

When he thought of this, although Dachun was still complaining, he was actually looking forward to the next course in his heart, hoping to learn some truly practical and powerful knowledge and skills from it.

At the same time, in Mingjing Community on the other side, Wu Ming was busy teleporting back and forth in his house alone.

Wu Ming flashed, unleashing his swift movement skills. In the blink of an eye, he vanished from the living room, only to reappear within the building's air defense layer the next second. He repeated this process repeatedly, mentally noting the number of successful crossings.

In this way, the living room and the air-raid shelter seemed to have become an invisible passage, allowing Wu Ming to come and go freely, while he concentrated on releasing this magical mage skill, on the one hand to quickly adapt to the proficiency of using it on Blue Star, and on the other hand to test the counting.

Previously, Wu Ming's rapid movement skills could only allow him to move about five meters at a time. However, things were different now. This time, he could actually teleport about fifteen meters!

By sheer coincidence, Wu Ming happened to live on the fifth floor, and with just one use of his teleportation skill, he could successfully reach the air defense layer on the basement level. Thus, in this ideal environment, unnoticed and uninterrupted, Wu Ming began to unleash his rapid movement skill non-stop.

Over and over again, before he knew it, he had already performed this skill over a hundred times. During this time, Wu Ming had to interrupt his practice for a short break due to a call from Dachun, but the total break time only lasted a dozen minutes.

“90 times! 98 times! 106 times…”

After hanging up the call with Dachun, Wu Ming silently counted in his mind.

When the number reached 110, Wu Ming was about to activate his Quick Move skill again, aiming for the air defense layer downstairs. But at that moment, a strong sense of discomfort suddenly hit him.

First, he felt a dizzy sensation, then his limbs went limp, as if he had lost all strength. Worse still, the prolonged, intense use of rapid movement skills had caused his muscles to tense up, ultimately causing Wu Ming to lose control of his body and fall stiffly to the ground.

If someone else happened to witness Wu Ming's current condition, they would probably mistakenly think that he had suffered some sudden illness and was in danger of death.

At this moment, Wu Ming was lying lifeless on the cold ground next to the sofa. The only thing that proved that he was still alive was his extremely weak breathing.

However, the scene suddenly changed, and unexpectedly, Wu Ming suddenly appeared in a car that was slowly driving to the entrance of the community. He didn't seem too surprised, and without hesitation, he got out of the car and walked straight towards his house in the community.

"Son, you're back from get off work! Go wash your hands and sit down to eat! Today is your birthday, and Mom made your favorite beef brisket hotpot just for you!"

When Wu Ming opened the door, a kind voice called out from inside. The speaker was a kind-looking woman.

Upon hearing this, Wu Ming's body trembled violently, and he stood at the door in a daze, as if he was under a spell, unable to step into this familiar yet unfamiliar room.

He raised his head slightly, his eyes passing the woman in front of him, to the dining table in the house which was filled with sumptuous dishes.

I saw a middle-aged man sitting quietly at the table. This man looked somewhat similar to Wu Ming, but the difference was that the man's face had been deeply marked by the passing of time. However, he still looked energetic and radiant.

Looking at the woman who first invited him to dinner, she had neat short hair and wore simple and plain clothes. But even so, from the body language shown in her every move, it was still obvious that she was a very capable woman.

At this moment, Wu Ming felt that his mind was in a mess, as if he had just experienced a hangover, and his whole body was dizzy.

"Was all of this just a ridiculous dream I had on the bus ride home? Why does it all feel so unreal to me?

Also, what kind of bizarre dream did I have? Why, no matter how hard I try, I can't recall any details of the dream clearly?

While thinking to himself, Wu Ming shook his head vigorously, trying to make himself a little more sober.

"What's wrong? Why are you standing there like an idiot? Are you too tired from work and your reaction time has become slow? Come in and eat!"

At this moment, the woman noticed that Wu Ming was still standing at the door like a piece of wood, so she urged him again.

Hearing the woman's words, Wu Ming raised his head as if awakening from a dream, his gaze slowly sweeping over the two people before him. His eyes revealed a deep sense of confusion and uncertainty, as if he was trying to identify the two familiar yet unfamiliar faces.

"Mom? Dad?"

Finally, Wu Ming seemed to muster up the courage and tentatively called out softly. Although his voice was not loud, it was full of questions.

"Hey, son! Stop dawdling and come in to eat! The food is getting cold!"

Then, the man who had been sitting at the dining table moved at the sound and responded with a smile.

As soon as Wu Ming stepped out of the university, he was full of passion and longing for the future, and resolutely chose to leave his hometown to explore the world and build his career.

However, as for the exact reason that prompted him to embark on the path of the "Yellow Knight" in such a hurry, he now couldn't remember it at all.

I only vaguely remember that on a seemingly ordinary day, Wu Ming's parents told him in a serious tone that there were some things at home that needed to be dealt with.

After saying these words, they left a house and a bank card to Wu Ming, and then disappeared without a trace, as if they had completely disappeared from Wu Ming's life.

Since then, the young Wu Ming has had to face all the challenges and difficulties in life alone.

Surprisingly, even though the bank card was lying there quietly, Wu Ming never thought of checking the balance in it, and always insisted on relying on the meager income earned through his hard work to make a living.

Time flies, and just a few years pass in the blink of an eye.

For some reason, Wu Ming felt like he had developed a strange amnesia. Having never cleaned his house in all those years, he couldn't find any photos of his parents. Even deep in his mind, his memories of them were becoming increasingly hazy.

It was in this context, at this moment, when Wu Ming was returning home from get off work, the scene before him made him stunned for a moment.

Although he was full of doubts, when he saw his familiar yet unfamiliar parents appear in front of him, Wu Ming's mouth corners couldn't help but rise, revealing a happy smile.

Wu Ming walked slowly into the house, put the work documents in his hand on the cabinet beside the door, then quickly walked to the sink to wash his hands, and then sat down steadily at the dining table to enjoy this warm dinner.