Is the person you sculpt as cute as me?

From childhood to adulthood, we have been living in ice and snow and without sunlight, and even ignored the fact that the world should have four seasons, the sun and the moon, and the rain and the breeze.

People have forgotten these things, and even if they do remember, they won't complain... They just think that everyone has their own destiny, and then endure it in an ordinary way. Birth, old age, sickness and death, and then throw the frozen corpses into the desolate mountains and wilderness, slowly covered by snow.

Our residents seldom trade with the outside world; the port is always frozen, and most days it is impossible to enter or leave.

The boss was the first one to stand up.

He wondered why it had been like this for generations, and why the lord who lived in the tallest building in Himlabakken had never pursued the sun.

So, people like me unknowingly followed him... and unknowingly became what the lord called rebels. This is quite interesting. We don't regret being expelled from our homeland, because the boss promised to give us a new world -

Under the sun.

In the wind and rain.

We will look up at the rising sun and the clear starry night.

Then we die in the soft soil, our bodies turn into earth, and our graves are adorned with grass and flowers that follow the seasons.

Even though I’ve never seen any of this – that’s what we want.

Alas, not many people can actually get their wishes fulfilled... We all know that.

If we had succeeded in summoning the high-level reflection of the old world at that time, perhaps we would have already arrived in the new world.

But all this is of no avail, we also have our own ways.

In these days when the gods invite strangers to their lands and the ice has thawed the ports, all we need is a large ship to set sail. Prepare food and water. Although we know nothing about sailing, at least we know what these words mean.

The storybook with these words in it—it sailed from the other side of the ocean, and so gave us dreams.

So, this path is viable... and we know the destination.”

After reading the first day's diary, Yu Man was a little stunned.

"Wow, the background story of this copy is very good. It seems to be the main storyline of Shimlabakken." Xiaolu commented at a level above the narrator.

"really."

"So is there an option to form an alliance with these rebels and help them sail out to sea?"

Yu Man nodded—without any hesitation.

Since this is this game and this world, then this path exists.

But Yu Man also knew that it was probably not a good path.

Their forces are basically at the fifth level. If they are lucky in shipping, they can become the helpers of overseas forces and be incorporated into them. Or they can fail in the fight for territory and die in a certain struggle.

If you are unlucky, you can easily die in a storm.

Then, one day in the future—

Adventure players who search for shipwrecks will receive a treasure map of the shipwrecks, and then they can salvage the wreckage...

And then--

Players will sneer and summarize their lives, their journeys... and their wishes with the words "nothing at all, so unlucky".

Yu Man didn't say any of this, but just looked at the next page silently.

The content here is much shorter than before.

The second day of succession

The things that the boss asked someone to get finally arrived. It was a miraculous place, just as the big man in the old world promised.

An uninhabited island! An island like a holy land!

We just need to gather some more strength, move our forces to the coast, and then start sailing according to the map! Then our wish will come true."

Although there are not many words, it can be seen that the owner of the diary was very excited when writing them.

Some of the handwriting is very sloppy, while others are neat and serious, which clearly shows a lot of mental activity.

But Yu Man looked at the text coldly and made a judgment on the island mentioned in it.

There is no such thing as a holy island in this world, at least in the first round.

In her cognition, the entire old world was surrounded by the vast ocean.

There is no huge continent, only scattered islands of unknown size.

But without exception, each island has its own content and is almost always full of danger.

Only one hundred of these islands are relatively orderly and safe.

——That is the main city island.

They established mature and stable human regimes and worshipped the same gods.

Therefore, these islands were arranged by the gods as the main cities for players to land in the old world, to divert the millions of players today and the huge number of players in the future.

Players give back through development, trade and circulation with the outside world.

The largest source of income comes from the huge amount of wealth obtained by players through plundering and killing.

With the permission of the gods, the main city has the right to collect a small amount of taxes, using game systems such as land, trading houses, and warehouses as an excuse.

For the regime of the main city, this is a sure win, and in fact it is the gods’ reward for faith.

But apart from the main city island, the outer islands are very difficult to deal with...

Want to own one of them as a territory? They don't have enough strength.

Once the players have grown up, established guilds, accumulated sufficient wealth, acquired qualified commanders, and figured out how to conduct large-scale battles...

Only at this stage will players have enough strength to plan to go out to sea and own territories.

As for those in this black tower - unfortunately, they can only be regarded as cannon fodder when the time comes.

"Wait, since it's an island..."

Yu Man put the letter back to its place after reading it, and immediately opened the treasure chest and found the previous loot.

Map fragments.

She had assumed that the map fragments this time were local to Himlabakken, just like usual, so she hadn't checked them first... but the diary seemed to say otherwise.

She immediately used the fragment and embedded it into her player map information.

In the corner of the map, an outline appeared - the outline of an island.

And it is indeed very close to Shimlabakken, because the deer has drawn a map of the surrounding terrain at the top of the world tree.

These map fragments provide additional specific information.

The outlines confirm and complement each other...

Gradually, a real route was formed on the map.

Rich details lift the fog and even reveal one of the islands.

"Rumana Seti"—the name of the island was marked below it in the Old World language that could only be transliterated.

"Holy shit... Look, eel, this is the island I drew... It has a name!"

"really."

But Yu Man just tried hard to think of the memory of the first round, Lumana Seti, he should have seen this name in the first round.

This name, probably accompanied by a very famous mechanism, sparked a lot of discussion...

But that was probably in the middle of Act 1? So the impression is much weaker...

Oh, what was it? I feel so bad. I'll ask Senior Cat later to see if he knows.

But no matter what, Yu Man knew one thing - the island of Lumanaseti was not a paradise in her dreams at all.

I don't know how the rebels in the Black Tower got this map fragment... There is no doubt that they were fooled.

Even if they arrived with great hopes, the final result would only be death...undoubtedly death.

Maybe they won't even be able to see the long-awaited sun.

"Eel, I was thinking of something."

"Hmm? Island?"

"No, no, I was thinking that we've been digging through treasure chests for so long, maybe the boss is coming to kill us..."

"Yeah, it's about time they realized we weren't down there."

After putting all the things into his pocket, Yu Man put the diary back and wrote a footnote himself.

"This isn't something that will lead you to your dreams. Find a place to farm, have a drink, and wait for things to develop.

Your wishes will be fulfilled by the visitors from another world, but it will take a while."

Not for killing their leader, nor for stealing the chest.

Yu Man isn't trying to make amends for anything; writing this is ultimately just a human instinct to teach. It's like writing a piece of advice on a forum when you see a newbie asking for help...it's essentially the same behavior.

"Haha, teaching Boss how to play games." Xiaolu found it novel.

"Just a small boss in the Novice Village."

But the little deer smiled even more beautifully: "Then, great eel god, we are ready to die!"

"...It's New Year's Day, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"But, we have nowhere to escape. Below us are ten thousand pursuers and a boss, and above us is a dead end on the top floor with no windows. Our backpacks are full... Oh, now we have to donate them to the Novice Village mini-boss."

Yu Man did not explain, because actions were much more straightforward than words.

"Come, follow me."

"Well, die with dignity."

One person prepared himself mentally and faced death calmly.

One person was strolling like a traveler.

The two of them went down the stairs...well, the whole black tower was plunged into noise.

All the rebels outside entered the tower and followed the Boss to search for them.

Judging from the sounds, there's nothing down there, so we're almost at this level...

Yu Man simply took Xiaolu, opened the door, entered a dormitory where the rebels lived, and locked the door from the inside.

It was as dirty and murky as ever, without even a window. But it was in this place that people from another world turned their backs on their homeland, sleeping on darkness and snow that would last for who knows how long, dreaming of the sun and the four seasons.

"So are we playing hide-and-seek?"

"No." Yu Man said, "Log off."

"...Ah?" Xiaolu didn't even understand the word.

"Offline - see you in sixty seconds." Yu Man repeated softly.

The deer paused, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

She smiled back, fully understanding what was going on, and immediately carried out the operation.

It takes up to 60 seconds to log off in a non-main city or non-safe zone.

This is to avoid intentionally logging off to avoid death and defeat when fighting with players in the wild.

But if the player can log off safely within 60 seconds, it means that there is no such problem and the system will allow you to leave the illegal area.

Of course, you can also force yourself to log off directly to deal with real-life problems, and the player's data will also remain in the game for 60 seconds.

As for now—they will count down to sixty seconds and then say goodbye to this world.

No matter how angry the Boss is, no matter how many people he brings to dig up every inch of the land - he will find nothing.

That is one of the privileges of players from a higher narrative level traveling through this world.

In the first thirty seconds, they only saw each other vaguely.

But in the next thirty seconds, as the seconds that remained decreased, they could see each other's smiles more clearly.

Their eyes had completely adapted to the darkness—and it was time for them to say goodbye to the world.

Although there was a hint of regret, and I wanted to look at the girl in front of me a little longer - the countdown still came to an end.

Fortunately, this slight regret can be immediately made up for in reality.