Lucky billion players, you've never seen one before / I can accumulate my own luck

The elderly people on the outskirts of the base are different. They are forced by life to go hungry and cold. As long as she brings some food and clothing and shows them a little kindness, she can ask them a lot of questions.

These elderly people didn't hit her; they were all very cooperative.

Moreover, older people generally possess far more knowledge than younger people, making it easier for them to answer her many questions.

So she followed the group of elderly people and asked them questions for three days in a row, repeating the process at the same time every day.

Her questions made everyone look like they were about to collapse.

Today was no exception; she carried a large bag of food and quickly arrived outside the black city walls.

To Alpha's surprise, there were no elderly people left in the outer area.

All that remained were the makeshift tents that had not yet been dismantled.

Alpha was puzzled, so he approached one of the guards at the gate and asked, "Uncle, where did those old men outside go?"

"They were moved inside the base."

The middle-aged man in uniform glanced at Alfa, finding it vaguely familiar.

The other person's lovely appearance was very pleasing to the eye, which made him feel particularly happy, so he replied, "They were moved this morning. Those who had homes went straight home, and those who didn't... I heard they were all settled in the West District. If you're looking for someone, you can go and check in the West District."

"Doesn't living inside the base require contribution points?" Alpha asked.

"Um... young lady, have you been staying home these past few days without going out?"

The guard looked puzzled, but still explained, "The new government has issued a new decree that no additional contribution points are required for living, working, or residing within the base."

"A new government?" Alpha tilted its head.

"...I really don't know what you've been doing these past few days." The guard said with a hint of helplessness, and explained again, "Two B-level players from the Holy Sword Alliance took the lead in establishing a new government at the A9 base, and immediately formulated a number of beneficial policies for the people, and began to implement them one by one."

At this point, his tone became somewhat emotional: "Who would have thought that the three major conglomerates and the original government would collapse and be shut down overnight... The A9 base is about to undergo a major change. Fortunately, it's a change for the better, and there's hope for the future."

“What a pity,” Alpha sighed. “If only they could have lived outside the city walls forever, always hungry and cold.”

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……

The fishy smell of seawater lingered in the air, and the sound of waves crashing against the rocks on the shore filled the air.

Fan Xiao felt the sea breeze blowing in his face; it was a little damp.

"How about we choose this place?" he asked his companion, Yin.

“Hmm,” Silver replied, “Lina and Melissa have always lived in a fishing village by the sea. Carmen often comes to the village to visit them and builds their tombstone here. It can be considered as… returning to their roots.”

Carmen is the Demon King in the "Battle of Two Cities" instance, while Lina and Melissa are his two daughters.

The "Battle of Two Cities" instance has most likely already collapsed.

Once an independent space-type instance is destroyed, no remains will be left in reality, and players cannot re-enter that place.

No more tickets will be issued.

Building tombstones for the three people on the beach in the real world is a kind of helpless compromise.

Yin couldn't help but recall the memories of her time with Lina and Melissa.

Although the time was short, the two girls left a very deep impression on her.

She and Fan Xiao had promised each other in the game that they would remember them forever.

Remember that they once laughed, lived, and existed in this world.

Therefore, after some discussion, the two decided to build real tombstones for the father and his two daughters, to record their existence and directly imprint it on this world.

With the help of the props, the construction of the tomb and the monument went smoothly.

All three tombs were empty—neither Fan Xiao nor Yin had any of Carmen's belongings.

The tomb is merely a formality.

However... though the form is empty, it represents their real and genuine longing.

Looking at the tombstone, Yin hesitated, then turned to Fan Xiao and said, "You decide on the inscription."

"As long as the sentiment is there, the inscription can be simple and doesn't need to be complicated."

Fan Xiao nodded.

He then manipulated the blood in his body to pierce blood vessels and skin, sending it flying out of his body to form sharp blades, which he then began to carve on the three tombstones.

"Carmen. A great father."

"Melissa. A lovely daughter."

Lina is the same as Melissa.

At that moment, the waves rolled in, their continuous sound echoing like a soothing melody.

Yin subconsciously looked into the distance.

The image of the island from the "Battle of Two Cities" instance unconsciously surfaced in her mind—the island where the spirit of the true King Caesar remained.

Under Vancho's well-intentioned lie, the true King Caesar finally resolved the knot in his heart that had troubled him for so many years. His spirit dissipated, transforming into a rushing stream that chased the light and flew towards the boundless sea.

The sands of the replica coastline hold countless sins of the past.

She sighed inwardly and suggested, "Let's build one for Caesar too. He and Carmen were friends, and being buried together... would be a good ending."

Fan Xiao was slightly surprised to hear this.

Did Junior Sister ever explicitly express her disgust for King Caesar in the dungeon?

Yin knew what Fan Xiao was worried about, and shook his head slightly, saying, "Even now, I still don't agree with what King Caesar did, but I think... Carmen, Lina, and Melissa, none of them blamed Caesar. They didn't dissipate in hatred in the end; they all smiled."

"Well, I was just thinking of building one, and you brought it up. In that case, you can do it."

Fan Xiao laughed and said, "We participated in that instance together, so it's better to have a sense of participation when it ends."

Silver nodded, activated the item, and quickly built a tomb for Caesar the True King as well.

We've been through so much.

They experienced the same predetermined life.

At this moment, she had already understood the helplessness that King Caesar had felt back then.

She no longer disliked the other person; on the contrary, she was able to empathize with them.

After erecting the tombstone, Yin paused, unsure of what to carve on it.

She looked at Fan Xiao, seeking his opinion with her eyes.

Fan Xiao directly manipulated the blood-red blade he had just created and inscribed on the tombstone once more: "Caesar. A great guardian."

After finishing the last stroke, he stared at the tombstone for a while, feeling that something was missing.

After a moment's thought, he divided the Blood Blade into four pieces and inscribed on the tombstones of the four men: "Every hardship has an end."

Volume 6 Whale Fall

Chapter 517 Are you trying to kill a Quincy here?

G08 node.

Partition 010.

Spirit City.

Fan Xiao's home was filled with a lively evening.

While Wang Zhenzhen was busy in the kitchen, Song Jianbai took the initiative to chat with Fan Xiao's friends who had brought him home.

As a businessman who has seen it all, his interpersonal skills are naturally excellent, and he quickly broke the ice and built a relationship with Li Xian and others.

Song Jianbai wasn't just engaging in awkward small talk. Through his interactions and conversations with Fan Xiao and his friends, he gradually learned about Fan Xiao's recent situation.

Knowing that his godson had been having some troubles lately, but had been doing well overall, he felt relieved.

He knew that Fan Xiao liked to lie.

However, unlike most parents, he doesn't think lying is a bad thing.

If a person lives too honestly, then anyone can bully them.

Of course, this personality type has both advantages and disadvantages.

Now, neither Fan Xiao nor Song Qingshan tells their families the truth anymore.

And each one of them acted so realistically!

Whether Song Qingshan encountered any danger while running the dungeon was something he was completely unaware of, as he was kept in the dark about.

As a parent, how can a few words of reassurance that your child is safe outside stop them from worrying?

Thinking of this, Song Jianbai sighed softly to himself.

Xiaoyu is the best. She's not scheming or cunning. Even if she lies to his face, he can see through her immediately and teach her a lesson.

On the other side, Song Yu was pestering Fan Xiao, wanting to hear Fan Xiao tell her recent adventure stories... Listening to stories was an excuse, but her real intention was to use the opportunity to cling to him, act cute, and be affectionate.

"And then?"

Song Yu pretended to be very interested in the story, and took the opportunity to hug Fan Xiao's arm, bringing his smaller body even closer: "What happened next? Did you fight with your younger self? If you did, wouldn't that be considered bullying a child?"

"Bullying a child..."

Fan Xiao recalled the terrifying strength of the young Fan and his eyes twitched slightly as he said, "Yeah, it was definitely bullying a kid."

He was the one who was bullied.

If he hadn't been burdened by the pangs of his conscience and forced to commit the massacre he so despised... he might have perished in the "Mone Tower" instance.

This wasn't a problem with his ability, but rather a problem with his memory—he didn't have that past memory at the time, so naturally he couldn't let go of the past or move on from regret.

Even the most skillful cook can't cook without rice!

He has no choice but to resort to force to pass the level.

"My older brother from the past, hehe... I really want to see him, he must be so cute."

Song Yu chuckled a few times, then took the opportunity to lean back against the sofa cushions, casually placing her slender, fair legs on Fan Xiao's knees, and said in a coquettish tone, "Brother, to prepare for the player identity that might come my way in the future, I've been working out a lot lately, like crazy every day, I'm exhausted, can you massage my legs for me, okay?"

She wore white knee-high socks on her calves, and her rabbit slippers wobbled on her tiny feet.

Song Yu had privately inquired with Song Qingshan and learned that his older brother's sexual fetish seemed to lie in his legs.

Hmph, I'll definitely take you down today!

"Let's play while we're at it."

Fan Xiao pushed Song Yu away and pressed down on his sister's head, using a little force to prevent her from getting any closer, while also ruffling her hair into a mess.

Song Yu had a beautiful leg shape; her two fair and tender calves swayed back and forth, paired with knee-high white socks, giving off an atmosphere unique to young girls—pure yet alluring with a hint of desire… Fan Xiao wouldn't admit that he felt a little itchy inside.

Reject the childlike aesthetic!

My younger sister is better off being used for bullying and beating up.

"Damn it!" Song Yu said fiercely, "Take your hand away! I'm going to bite you to death today, you heartless person!"

"Xiaoyu, are you sure you want to be this arrogant with me?" Fan Xiao's lips curled up. "Although the people who came to my house today are my friends, they are all strangers to you. If you embarrass yourself in front of so many strangers... will you ever be able to face anyone again?"

"...What do you want to do?" Song Yu shrank back slightly: "Brother, I'm your cute little sister!"

“You call yourself cute,” Fan Xiaojie laughed. “I heard the school is reducing your workload recently? I think that’s a bad idea! Young people should endure more hardship and do more problems.”

"……you are vicious!"

"Ok?"

"I mean... I suddenly remembered I haven't finished my homework yet, brother, I'm going upstairs!"

Song Yu scrambled away from the sofa area.

what happened?

Didn't Song Qingshan say that his brother's sexual fetish was on his legs...? Why is his reaction so calm?

"How about trying over-the-knee socks next time?"