Chapter 143: One Hundred and Forty-One: ’Are You Mocking Me Too?

Chapter 143: One Hundred and Forty-One: ’Are You Mocking Me Too?

"—Cheers!"

Amid the steam, glasses clinked together, the clear liquid shimmering under the light.

There was night in the Main God Space as well, but without the time zone differences of Zhai Xing, all servers shared the same day and night schedule.

It was night now, and the spicy and mild broths of the hot pot boiled vigorously, while the warm light seemed to even soften the darkness with a touch of warmth.

Yang Changxu looked at the two foreigners sitting at the same table and downed his glass of white liquor in one gulp.

They were dressed in uniform gray-and-white urban camouflage, with silver stars on their chests—the insignia of the United Group.

Although Yang Changxu had previously taken part in stability maintenance in the Great Northwest before entering the game world and was considered an elite troop who had seen real combat in peaceful times, he still faced a considerable shock in the game instances.

The experiences in the First World had told him that the world had already changed, but he still managed to maintain the small sanctuary, protecting people until the fifteenth day.

After it ended, he tried to find his parents and relatives in a world forum overwhelmed with missing persons posts, but it was like looking for a needle in a haystack. There were no large-scale organizations established yet, and having stayed in the sanctuary for fifteen days, his Points were extremely limited. He had no choice but to re-enter the fray with just a pistol in hand.

He was just an ordinary person. Although he had some courage, he was well aware of the principle that one shouldn’t court death needlessly, despite not fearing it.

He roamed the Apocalypse near the sanctuary, worked as an outer-city explorer

Among the organization’s subordinates, Edward wasn’t the only player with all Perfect Passes.

It’s just that he was the easiest one to control.

While Yang Changxu was still pondering how to comfort him, someone who was, after all, an asset of the organization, he heard Edward continue:

"... Actually, I’m clear on my own inadequacy compared to him, it’s just, on what basis, why... why can those useless spectators criticize me at will? I, after all, have fought desperately to Perfect Pass up to now, while they, they are merely standing still, waiting for the game to end..."

He fell silent for a while.

Maybe this man, who originally held an extraordinary status on Zhai Xing, had long been aware of the answer to his question.

It was just that he had been bottling it up for a long time and now vented in front of this straight-laced Dragon Country soldier acknowledged by everyone.

"Take it easy." Yang Changxu strained for quite a while, only to come up with this response.

He hardly read the forums, and when he did, he only looked at the strategy area, unaware of what others thought of him.

But, he could imagine what the audience thought of Edward.

Edward lowered his head.

His hair color was still brilliant, as if it was always shimmering with light.

Yang Changxu felt somewhat irritated, standing up and moving his body around, his peripheral vision catching Edward seemingly having a private chat with someone.

... As long as it wasn’t with him, he really didn’t know what kind of opinions to express.

He was thinking about the upcoming meeting—the organization wouldn’t put all their bets on just one person like Su. As someone who had previously encountered Su Ming’an, he was certainly one of the candidates to be approached. Every organization was putting great effort into securing the Number One Player.

As he was pondering this, he suddenly felt a gust of wind pass by him.

Looking up, he saw the blond youth charge out like a shot arrow, his fists cracking with tension.

"——Edward, the meeting is about to start, where are you going!"

He shouted loudly, only to see the figure’s stride unbroken, vanishing from his sight in an instant, no longer to be seen.

Yang Changxu abruptly recalled Edward’s recent behavior.

He seemed to have been having a private chat with someone.

And after the private chat, Edward’s emotions fluctuated as wildly as a roller coaster.

... Who exactly was talking to him? And who lured him away?

Yang Changxu immediately rushed to the nearby office, needing to report Edward’s behavior.

"No leads? Alright... Got it." Su Ming’an closed the video call and sat on the edge of the bed.

Beside him, Moli was lifting her head from a pile of fairy tale books, her eyes imbued with confusion.

... Since the afternoon, the Lighthouse brother seemed to have been caught in an anxious search for someone.

She saw him dial many calls, accept many private chats, but his emotions were always fluctuating and never settled down.

She didn’t speak to interrupt him, only shrinking back and reading her book.

But seeing her brother’s actions... it seemed he would not stop anytime soon.

"Lighthouse brother." Moli lifted her head. "Are you looking for someone?"

"... Looking for a troublemaker." Su Ming’an felt somewhat of a headache brewing.

His spirit was already in a less than ideal state, his routine naps having gone unfulfilled, and now Lv Shu’s sudden intimate chat had struck him right where it hurt.

Now weariness surged up like a tide, with the soft bed just behind him, he really wished he could just fall backwards and forget everything.

It was this afternoon, verging into evening, that he finally opened the long-abandoned private messages, one after another accepting friend requests from several high-end organizations.

And when the big shots from the other side excitedly started speaking, saying "Name any terms you have!" "We can satisfy any needs!", ready to pluck the stars from the sky for him, he only asked about Lv Shu’s whereabouts.

In the Main God Space, finding a person is truly difficult.

Once privacy mode is activated, a person is like a drop of water, disappearing into the sea of people with ease.

He even activated the condition search mode, searching for a power that had contacted him back on Zhai Xing but that he had since dismissed from his mind. Sadly, even they regretfully informed him that they couldn’t find Lv Shu.

Su Ming’an was genuinely worn out. There was probably little more he could do regarding Lv Shu.

He could roughly guess what was written on that note—Lv Shu’s trust was stubborn and paranoid, perhaps its content widely differ from Lv Shu’s expectation.

Although the other side had always followed him, had always been helping him, when Lv Shu suddenly wanted to act alone, to do something as absurd and steadfast as "clearing all obstacles for him," he couldn’t prevent it.

... But Lv Shu simply didn’t understand that his enemies were never the likes of Edward.

In his eyes, Lv Shu was just a "Lost Traveler," no more.