Chapter 279 - ’Almost at Your Doorstep

Chapter 279: Chapter 276: ’Almost at Your Doorstep

In the Lotus Pond, a swarm of bright red fish swam.

In the courtyard, a purple-clay teapot was emitting steam.

The woman with long black hair lifted her cherry blossom kimono, poured the tea, took a step back into the chamber, and slid open the wooden door.

A middle-aged man with white hair and beard, clad in a black kimono, sat cross-legged on the tatami mats, with his eyes closed in meditation.

The woman took off her shoes to enter, placed the tea to one side, and knelt down in front of him.

The man did not speak, and the woman remained silent as well.

Outside the window, pink petals that resembled cherry blossoms fluttered down; the middle-aged man opened a thin slit in his eyes.

The woman bowed her head.

"Please inform me of Sora’s whereabouts," she said, her voice steady.

The middle-aged man did not respond but merely closed his eyes again.

The woman’s head bowed even lower, her body bent, and her hands trembled slightly.

The heavy silence enveloped her completely, so still that she could hear her own breathing.

Her heartbeat drummed in her chest, and she sat motionless like a statue.

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"You only need to do your duty. We will handle Sora’s matters," he said.

The woman didn’t lift her head but continued to bow.

After a long while, the man spoke again:

"Atlanda said that Sora is fine. As long as you keep winning, you will see her one day."

The woman’s gaze brightened.

The middle-aged man stood up, took down a bamboo sword hanging on the wall, and left.

The wooden door slid shut, and Mizushima Kawa Sora lifted her head, her fists clenched tightly.

"Sora... I will persevere."

Her eyes were filled with blood vessels on the verge of bursting.

Carry on.

And then, meet you.

Dark circles loomed under her eyes as she shakily stood up, bracing herself against the wall, and walked out.

The sunlight shone on her hands, and on the back of them, five white Pattern Marks glowed faintly.

She walked out, looking at the sky gradually dyed with a red glow from the setting sun, and turned off the do-not-disturb mode.

"Ding-dong!" "Ding-dong!" "Ding-dong!"

A series of "ding-dong" sounds suddenly rang in her ears.

This was a special alert from the World Forum for the individuals she followed, indicating someone she was monitoring had made a post.

Mizushima Kawa Sora usually followed only the most significant twenty to thirty individuals, such as top-ranking players and some key organization leaders. She never followed those top-ranked players who posted several times an hour and acted like seasoned otakus; it would only distract her attention.

But now... What big event had taken place?

Why the barrage of posts?

She extended her hand to pull up the forum interface and saw several notifications popping up.

Eni, Yamada Machiichi, Adolf, Hubert, Flora...

A bunch of world-shaking names appeared at this moment in the forum, all typically quiet but startling when they were active.

Mizushima Kawa Sora stared, stupefied.

She remembered that even when the meeting for human salvation, a global event, took place, these individuals did not post with the fervor they were now.

...Was this a sign of some significant ordeal?

Her heart tightened, and she quickly expanded the interface.

What immediately caught her eye was the homepage of the World Forum, and right at the top, she saw the hottest volunteer recruitment post.

This was a post about constructing a temporary hospital that suddenly exploded in popularity after the first batch of Adventurer Players from the Sixth World returned. It was calling for talents of all sorts.

Whether they were expert scholars, former doctors and nurses, including construction and civil workers, they were all needed. Even if you just had some Strength to commit, they were recruiting.

Volunteering is about selfless contribution.

When this post first appeared, Mizushima Kawa Sora once mocked people’s naivety in her mind. She thought this kind of volunteer recruitment would have been embraced in the old world, but in the current times... With interests being overtly displayed and players becoming isolated like hermits, and with danger on the rise, everyone being self-concerned, who would abandon the opportunity to enhance themselves for a selfless cause?

...But she soon realized she was mistaken.

She underestimated people’s determination.

...Even in such a world, countless individuals are willing to sacrifice for the greater good, even at the cost of their personal interests.

The human heart is a complex thing, and it was only after seeing the popularity of the recruitment post that Mizushima Kawa Sora truly grasped the reality of this statement.

She briefly scanned the post.

In addition to this statement, the post also included various activity images and videos of the construction in progress, followed by a segment of a volunteer’s speech.

Mizushima Kawa Sora scrolled down to the comments section at the bottom and initially thought the comments were being manipulated.

But as the positive commentary grew, even she had to believe that perhaps there really were good-hearted people willing to contribute to this cause until now.

She closed her eyes briefly.

Although she had once doubted the usefulness of those idle players, wondered if the game had pulled this bunch in just to drag them down.

But occasionally, some people shone so brightly that even she could not bring herself to criticize them anymore.

"Ding Dong! Ding Dong!"

During the time Mizushima Kawa Sora spent reading the forum posts, she had been particularly attentive to new ones and almost forgot her real purpose for visiting the forum.

She pulled up the "Special Attention" interface and clicked into Noel’s latest reply —

Mizushima Kawa Sora: "..."

Mizushima Kawa Sora: "?"

She almost thought she had read it wrong.

To whom was this directed?

When she clicked into the full post, she discovered a very long... so long that even after scrolling to the bottom it seemed endless chain of replies within the post, filled with traces of Noel’s machine-gun-like battle, almost chaotically cursing other players, hopping from the first floor to tens of thousands.

Upon closer inspection, she found that the content of the cursing was all aimed at a specific group of players.

Noel immediately followed up with a reply below.

The argument below spiraled into a mess.

The trigger, the main reason that provoked so many top players to comment, was an immediately following reply.

"Pfft."

Mizushima Kawa Sora couldn’t help but laugh at Noel’s straightforward response.

She continued to read and quickly figured out why the top players were crowding to post here.

Since Edward had entered the fray, many who could not stand being left out wanted to make their presence felt.

Players had long figured out the connection between the heat in a livestream and the accumulation of Points, there was a stair-step trend to it. The top-three hottest livestreams garnered the highest Live Streaming Points, which dropped precipitously after fourth place, and it was even worse further down the rankings, with those beyond several million barely receiving subsistence levels.

This led many capable yet topic-deficient players to still strive for their moment in the heat.

Even showing off in public for a moment, scraping some of the heat, could satisfy their vanity.

The Number One Player didn’t need to worry about heat and topic; they did.

They couldn’t be like others, always the center of attention, their names brought up in every post.

Showing some presence at times like this by flaunting a guild name behind you is always easier than showing off your strength in an instance of the game.

I don’t know what set off these top-ranking players.

...They actually started to collectively defend Su Ming’an.

Although their words varied, not a single one of them joined in to slander him.

Mizushima Kawa Sora watched this unprecedented show of unity among the top-ranking players.

She had already known that there were no deep-seated hatreds amongst them; at most, Edward and his group had had run-ins with Su Ming’an, but she didn’t expect them to come together like this in a time like this.

She continued to scroll down.

The situation was gradually fermenting.

Mizushima Kawa Sora slowly understood... people are ultimately different from one another.

Some are passionate about participating in voluntary service, while others only turn their heads to stir up discord among the top players.

Humanity is always full of variety.

But strangely, this time, most of the top-ranking players were not provoked; instead, they were defending the Number One Player.

Noel’s first retort was two hours ago, and Edward was lured into the trap half an hour later. The timing of other peak players voicing their opinions varied, but it had been a while as well.

During this period, the front page has seen a host of posts starting to broadcast this issue. Clicking on any rant post revealed a crowd enjoying the spectacle.

Mizushima Kawa Sora couldn’t understand why a single retort from Noel could suddenly lead to such a big uproar, almost pulling in all the peak players from around the world as audience to the drama.

But upon reflection, she somehow came to terms with it.

After all, this was a rare long interim period, and many players who just returned liked to browse the forums for a while. Seeing this kind of drama, it was not strange for them to join in.

Sometimes, a trend just rises that quickly.

She scrolled down again and suddenly a whole bunch of hot topics popped up.

These posts, as if on cue, erupted one after another, and their popularity soared into the hundreds of millions in no time.

She looked at this series of posts and her eyes widened.

"Weird, how could these people..."