Chapter 559 Chapter 556 · "Come back."

   "—Then, the proposal for Miss Mizushimagawa to be the temporary head of the house is approved by all members."

   In a large wooden room, under the fusang plaque with black characters on a white background, a middle-aged man with a serious expression made the final decision.

   The black-haired woman sitting at the top of the long table glanced at the elders who did not dare to look at her.

   The sheathed black sword beside her was placed on a beige tatami, with a red rose paper flower on the scabbard.

   She raised her hand, picked up the knife, and left slowly in the sight of people. The suffocating aura that belonged to the peak players on her body severely deterred the little old men.

   After her figure completely disappeared behind the wooden sliding door, a group of talents breathed out a sigh of relief like waking up from a dream, with vigilance, fear, and helplessness mixed in their eyes.

   "The murderous aura of adventure players is getting heavier..."

   "Is it the influence of the eighth world? I always feel like I'm facing a fierce beast. I didn't feel that way when I faced my ancestors before..."

   "It was her sister's death that irritated her. Sometimes when I pass by Mizushima's room, I can always hear her talking to herself to a rag doll, like being possessed."

   "The world has really changed, we old bones can't hold on anymore, we still have to leave the future to young people..."

   "It's a pity that the boys in the main family are very cowardly, and they actually let a woman come out on top..."

   "Shh, Mr. Hexiu... Be careful that the partition has ears."

  …

   Mizushima Kawasora returned to his room and stretched.

She looked lazily at the dancing cherry blossoms outside the door, looking out through the nine-curved water flow and the shadow of the greenery, and saw the afternoon sun falling along the broken shade of the tree, and even the rockery and rocks were covered with a layer of gold. .

   This is a good time to take a nap.

   She drew water and combed her long hair. Although the world of the Lord God is a digital body, it is very convenient to do everything, and she can even cut and comb her hair with one click, but she likes a simple lifestyle.

  This will make her feel as if she is still living on Zhai Xing.

   Like nothing happened.

  She stood up, dressed herself, combed her hair, wiped her sword, prepared snacks and tea by herself, and called her crazy sister to eat by herself...

   "Sunny, it's time to eat snacks." Mizushima Kawasora put all kinds of cakes and dumplings, taiyaki, yokan, mochi and other snacks on the table, and called to the room inside.

   Looking at the dim sum plate, she changed the positions of the red dumplings and the white dumplings, and the plate looked a little more pleasing to the eye.

   "Qing. If you don't eat it, I will eat it myself." She continued.

  No echoes.

   She frowned slightly and continued to shout.

"Don't play video games like crazy, Qing." She said, "I shouldn't have promised to buy you something...a game console? You lie still in the inner room every day, and you know that you are staring at the electronic villain, and your father to scold."

  No echoes.

   Cherry blossoms fell from the door and put them on her shoulders.

   She tore open the dorayaki, revealing the sweet and greasy bean paste inside, and took a bite.

The sweetness of    bean paste is just right, and the texture is a little sticky, but this is Mizushima Kawaharu's favorite sweetness, and she deliberately stared at the cook to make it. The outside edge of the dorayaki is also soft and elastic, and Haru likes this texture.

"Dorayaki tastes good and suits you very well." Mizushima Kawasora continued to say to Naima: "I still remember that you liked to eat half with me when you were young. You like to eat dorayaki on the side, beg me. , say you want to eat more sides and eat less pits..."

   She took another bite.

  No echoes.

   "Did you get stuck in the game? I'll send you in?" She picked up the disc, walked into the room in the warm mist of tea fragrance, and opened the wooden door.

  Sakura slowly fell from her shoulders and landed on the tatami.

   She looked in - saw a round seat cloth, and some neatly folded girls' clothes beside it.

   There was no one on the seat cloth.

   There is only a hibiscus doll with black cloth hair.

  The doll is wearing a kimono made of linen, with a red sacrificial fan behind it.

   Mizushima Kawasora's eyes softened when he saw the doll.

   "Clear." Mizushima Kawasora looked at the doll and said, "Have some snacks."

   She put the dessert in front of the rag doll, then pulled up the rag doll's hand, handed the dorayaki to the rag doll's hand, and held the rag doll's hand.

   "Clap."

   As soon as she let go, the doll's hand also loosened.

  The dorayaki fell on the tatami, making a slight noise, and the red bean paste was stained and rolled to the ground.

   Mizushima Kawasora stared blankly at the immobile doll and the rolling dorayaki.

   Her eyelashes trembled slightly, as if thinking about something.

   After a while, she lowered her body, packed her snacks, and wiped the bean paste clean.

"...You don't even eat snacks!" She was a little angry: "Well, I don't want to care about you as a sister. There is a meeting in two days, I can't come back, then you can't beg home. Aunt Sanzhi will cook a small stove for you."

   She took the plate, turned and left.

When    walked to the sliding door, her footsteps suddenly stopped.

   There was no sound in the room, but she seemed to have received a reply, turned her head slightly, and looked at the rag doll lying on the ground.

   "...Qing, it's useless for you to apologize to me now. My eldest sister is like a mother, I really want to educate you." She said:

   "Don't, it's useless to act like a spoiled child, I won't eat this set now.

"Humph.

   "...Got it. I'll keep some for you. After you finish the game, remember to eat, don't forget."

   Mizushima Kawasora kept talking to himself, telling the ragdoll a few words and going out.

   She is in a good mood now, and greets everyone with a smile.

   "The owner of the house looks very happy?" asked a middle-aged man in a long gown, smiling and flattering.

   "Because of my sister." Mizushima Kawasora said with a smile: "She is very obedient today."

   "Oh...oh." Hearing this, the middle-aged man's expression changed slightly, he forced a smile and flattered a few words, and immediately left in a hurry.

   These people have long been aware of the news of Mizushima Chuankong's setback in the eighth world, and have been carefully paying attention to her attitude, not wanting to anger her.

   Today is not the same as in the past. They have already seen the essence of the world game and know how influential and powerful the top players are.

   If they were shy and used Mizushima Chuankong as a chess piece, and regarded themselves as an elder to oppress her, they would be the ones who would be killed as an example.

  Only by holding people's thighs honestly, can they all be prosperous, and the chickens and dogs rise to the sky.

  The pattern of the world has already changed.

   A woman who was once regarded as the object of marriage has actually become a being far superior to them.

However, since the end of the eighth world, this woman started holding a rag doll and called her sister like crazy, and told them not to get close, taking care of the rag doll like self-hypnosis, eating and sleeping with the rag doll, talking to herself with the rag doll Speaking to myself…

   Crazy, really crazy.

   Those at the forefront of humanity... have long been assimilated by the crazy copy, they have long gone crazy...

   Mizushima Kawasora watched the middle-aged man leave in a hurry, turned around and continued to hum her tune.

  Her sister is very disobedient, rebellious, off-line, dressed like a bad girl. She had been missing for a while on purpose before, and she was deliberately trying to make her anxious.

But that's okay.

  ...because she has found her sister.

   The younger sister has gotten much better recently. Although she is a picky eater and doesn't eat, she will not resist. Whatever clothes she chooses for her sister, she will wear it, and she will help her to wear it by herself.

   Today is wearing a kimono sacrificial fan, what will be good tomorrow...

   By the way, there are also bow ties. Qing likes bow ties very much, so she can go to the store to buy bow ties. Anyway, the price is much cheaper than before, and she does not blink when she buys hundreds of them.

   It's just that there are always people who don't have long eyes who say that her sister is a rag doll... How could it be a rag doll. She could see clearly, and Qing would chat with her and laugh with her every day.

   "It's good." Mizushima Kawasora opened his arms to face the sun on his face.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha…"

   She laughed.

   The sun shines down on the back of her hand, which are six white tattoos for perfect clearance, one of which is quite a lot.

   "It's good." She smiled and stood under the scattered cherry blossoms, as if embracing the world.

   "No one wants to separate us, no one wants to."

   "Qing is not dead, she is back, she is by my side, always with me..."

"very nice."

  “…I put it on the clear,”

   "It's back."

  …

   After leaving the United Group, Su Mingan received an email from Lu.

   He came to the address mentioned in the email, District 120, an ordinary district server.

The location mentioned by    Road is an old castle near the corner. The style of this area is relatively medieval, and there are many scattered old castle buildings.

   The usual meeting place of the Peak Alliance is actually an old castle. I don't know if it's Lu's middle 2 interest or the so-called sense of ceremony.

   He saw Lu in the castle, and Lu was still smiling.

   The so-called "Peak Alliance" is a group with the core of adventure players at the peak of strength, with various sub-professional players as the outer ring, and the interests of each other are the same.

  The nine adventure players don’t have to worry about their identities being pulled out by any organization—because each of them is the core of this alliance. Their rights are entirely in their own hands.

  The influential commanders like them will temporarily give the chaotic people a unified goal. Even if the alliance is dissolved and connected with other organizations, it will at least have the capital to talk to other organizations on an equal footing.

  This alliance is just a simple structure. From now on, they are no longer a single peak player, but an existence in the eyes of people.

  Like Su Ming'an's lighthouse theory, this is a behavior that deepens people's impressions and lifts the pattern, just like the "hero plan" of the United Group.

   Moreover, compared to the consortium with countless entangled interests, this small group of only nine people is simpler and clearer.

  Lu handed Su Mingan a piece of paper with the above content written on it - as long as Su Mingan signs, their alliance will be officially established, which is equivalent to a form of authentication.

   Under the dim candlelight of the ancient castle, Su Mingan couldn't make out the hyphen, and he really doubted that Lu was here for a candlelight dinner.

  Lu saw that Su Mingan was slow to write, and thought he was hesitating.

"Don't worry, your foresight has already reached a level that makes me sigh and sigh, and your layout in the early stage of the world game is also exquisite. With you as the leader of this alliance, we can definitely go on together in such a desperate world." Lu said with emotion: "—If it's you, it must be fine."

   Su Mingan was speechless about Lu, the brain-boosting emperor who had already admired him.

   He glanced at the list of nine seats: Lu, Beiwang, Lu Shu, Yamadachoichi, Alger, Isabella, Luna, Eleven.

  Apart from Alger and Eleven, the others are all acquaintances with good character.

   He signed his name by the light of his watch.

  ... At the moment of signing, he suddenly felt a sense of making an ending choice.

   It seems that if he chooses to join this alliance or not, it will lead to different world endings.

   Join the alliance story line/do not join the alliance story line.

  …It’s really a lot of dungeons.

   After he signed the paper, the paper was divided into two parts, one he held and the other in Lu's hand.

   Establishing an alliance, the long-term benefits are temporarily invisible, and he can't think about what happens after the game is over. But the current advantage is that they can try to form a team and hold a group.

  Su Ming'an's four teammate positions, except for Noel, there are three remaining. Whether it is Lu, or Yamada Machiichi, Luna, they are all reliable existences.

   After leaving the castle, Su Mingan suddenly received a communication from Noel.

   "—Su Ming'an, I'm going to give a speech on 'New World' this afternoon."

  The blond boy looked at him gently across the screen.

  Su Ming'an noticed that Nuoer had bloodstains on his body.

   "There is blood, what are you doing?" Su Mingan asked.

   "...Are you coming to hear the afternoon speech?" Noel didn't answer, just took off his blood-stained white gloves.

Behind   Noel was a child who stood up slowly and was connected to several mechanical tubes.

  Su Mingan knew the child's face, it was Xiaochen, who once called him "Brother Lighthouse" in the nursery after the end of the sixth world. He was a lovely boy.

   But now, the child is like a newly born machine.

   "Brother Lighthouse." Xiaochen also saw Su Mingan across the screen.

   There was a slight clicking sound, and Xiaochen's steps were still a little stiff.

   "Xiaochen?" Su Mingan said.

   "That's great." Xiaochen said with a smile, "I want to be a player as powerful as Brother Lighthouse."

   He smiled brightly, like a blooming spring flower.

   (end of this chapter)