One hundred and eighty-nine: ordinary life

One hundred and eighty-nine: ordinary life

When I re-met my old guild friends, they were in the middle of a jungle known as the Blade Forest. It's a whole new area I've never heard of, and I guess it's an area that the world's managers redesigned and renewed when I left or lost consciousness.

I chose to meet them here because of the vastness and danger of this place, and the small number of space-waders who could afford to venture here, and no one would witness my incredible appearance from nothingness; In addition, the five people who came here in a team this time were Fei Yin, Xian Ge Yayi, Yangtze River Delta, Longbow Shooting Sun and Niu Million, and I was worried that if more people knew about my strange way of being, it would bring me more unpredictable troubles, so I chose such a time to gather with only a few old friends who knew my origins.

Even though it's an area I've never set foot in, I know every inch of it like the palm of my hand. I stepped out of the vast wave of data, and in an instant, I appeared in the middle of this jungle, so naturally, as if I had been there since I was born.

I stood quietly in the middle of the mountain path, looking in the direction where my former friends were about to appear.

They were still a cheerful and noisy bunch, and the Lady Chancellor kept complaining about the hardships of the world, and how much everyone around her still owed the guild - even though I was already the creator god of the Falvi continent, I still couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt after hearing about the huge arrears of these miserable debtors.

He had taken off the pair of glasses I had made for him, and his eyesight seemed to be back to normal. Even though the two large, heavy pieces of glass were useless to him, I knew that the ugly artifact was still in his backpack and set up to be discarded by entering a password—a feature that had never existed in the world when I was a normal adventurer.

The Yangtze River Delta and the longbow shooting the sun still don't like each other, and their quarrel even drowns out the roaring water as the jungle waterfall rushes down. The bloated bodies of the Yangtze River Delta and the diminutive stature of the longbow are the targets of their never-ending ridicule of each other, and the amazing thing is that these two talented masters of foreign languages can come up with new witticisms to attack each other.

And as another healer in this team in addition to the priest, the paladin Niu has always spent a lot more healing magic on himself than on others, and his greed for life and fear of death and timidity have always been revealed in this adventure - well, in fact, I've always been weird, Like this, a priest is a meat shield, the archers are the main output paladins, and the shadow thieves dig traps to control the field, and the mages go to touch the equipment, and the whole team has two medical professionals, but they mainly rely on potions and blood, how did the adventure team miraculously come to this place alive.

They approached noisily, so immersed in the pleasure of innocent jokes between friends, that even when I came into their sight, they paid little attention to the sudden appearance of a passer-by like me.

Then, I don't know who was the first to discover my appearance and see my name and surname on the top of my head.

A strange silence instantly enveloped the heads of the five void waders who had been laughing a moment ago.

Fei Yin stared at my face in disbelief, and her right hand covered her mouth in shock. At this moment, for the first time in my life, I saw the excitement and cuteness of this fierce strong woman like an ordinary beautiful girl. As our eyes met, I unmistakably read the confusion and questions in her eyes, longing for confirmation.

I spread my palms and shrugged my shoulders: "What? Won't you know me so soon? ”

"Ah......h

"Is that you, Jeff? Is it really you......" She pounced on me at once, and hung on me like a koala, and this woman probably didn't know that if she had strangled my neck arm a little harder, she might have been able to accomplish the unprecedented feat of killing the Supreme God in one blow.

The others reacted as well, scrambling to hug me, pound my chest, slap my head, and kick my ass, venting the ecstasy of reuniting old friends in such a crazy way. We were just screaming, uttering one meaningless coarse sigh after another with our mouths. At this moment, language has become superfluous, and its function is no longer sufficient to carry the endless joy of our hearts.

This chaotic celebration went on for a long time.

When our minds finally calmed down a bit, we began to ask each other about what it would be like to be separated, they were full of curiosity about how I could "come back from the dead", and I was also full of inexplicable doubts about the world I was in now.

I briefly recounted my escape to my friends, but selectively did not mention the fact that I had complete control over the world—not that I was cheating, but that I always had to hold back in the face of my own survival.

I'm just telling them that after being reborn I have unbelievably acquired some special abilities and have a certain level of privilege in this world.

I thought they would be incredulous about my bizarre experience, but they were more receptive than I could have imagined. It seems strange to them if I wasn't.

However, during the period of my flight, collapse and rebirth, the changes in the outside world were huge and unexpected to me.

I knew it was a long time since I was gone, but I didn't realize that five years had passed since I had been gone—five years in the plane where the Skywaders lived, not five years in the high-speed circulation of the continent of Falvi.

For my friends who are space-waders, five years is enough time to change a lot:

Fei Yin left the vocational training grounds—they called it "university" as they called it—and stepped into the complicated world, working for a "securities company" that I had no idea what this so-called "securities company" was, and when I listened to her explanation of it in detail, I realized that I knew even more about it, and it sounded like a place where wealth was created through complex magical means—or fraudulently—and oh, I believe she must be very competent.

Niu Million's love affair with the fairy came to an end, but he didn't seem to be depressed, because the distance always brings an unbridgeable chasm to love, and all this can always be healed by time;

The ending of Xian Ge Yayi and the Wild Goose Formation was much better, they got married as they wished, and even had plenty of time to add a lovely child to the little family;

On top of that, he managed to change from a temple priest with a modest income—oh, a "TV reporter" in his words, who didn't know what it was, but who seemed to be a god-like propagandist in the same way as the priest — to a staff member who helped the king manage in the countryside. I fervently congratulated him on becoming a revered nobleman, and bowed to him, but strangely for some reason, his expression looked embarrassed;

The Yangtze River Delta began his twelfth weight loss effort in five years, and today is the third day of his weight loss, in order to celebrate his remarkable weight loss results, he plans to eat a big meal tonight to celebrate......

In addition to them, there are many, five years is enough for everyone to experience a wonderful life, everyone is growing and changing, and some people overlap their life signs with each other and share their journeys with others; Others drift away, leaving only a fond memory. Everything is changing, and the only thing that seems to change is the friendship between each other. Whenever they inadvertently mention and think of each other, a voice can't help but quietly sound in the bottom of my heart:

Are you alright, my friend?

No matter where you are, where you are going, what you are experiencing, and what you will be using, I only hope you can know that we are silently blessing you from the bottom of our hearts, remembering your figure, and saying:

Are you alright, my friend?

……

They didn't disclose my existence to anyone else—including others in the guild—and under some kind of intense pressure that I couldn't comprehend, they knew very well that it was all in vain. Moreover, for the world in which they live in a world that stifles imagination and does not believe in miracles, my existence is too absurd to win the trust of more people.

Their silence, though, was good news for me: I had to risk more people discovering my existence to successfully reintegrate into the kind of life I knew and loved. To the rest of the guild, I'm just a companion who has been away for a long time, returning after a long wandering—all of which makes sense and doesn't draw too much attention.

As you can imagine, I rediscovered my life, my life as a warrior, as an ordinary human being. In the eyes of others, I am an old "gamer" who has returned after many years away from this gaming world, and I am trying to play my role.

My friends who know my origins faithfully and faithfully keep my secrets, and what is even more rare is that they accept me and welcome me without any prejudice, and do not change their attitudes towards me because of my unique life form, which is really not easy for you to do, as you are human beings and live in such an environment.

While returning to my normal life, I did not forget to use my ability as a god, combing through the massive amount of information that circulates in this world every day, and monitoring all the information that might allow the managers of this world to discover me. I learned the lesson of the last time I was discovered, and completely erased all traces of what seemed "abnormal" about me, and those that could not be erased are recorded in a seamless online record. Unless you can pinpoint my ontology, this data is mixed in with the overwhelming mass of databases, and there is no leakage at all.

After that, I was greeted by the happiest and happiest time I could ever imagine. During that time, we fought monsters and upgraded, we opened up dungeons, we competed in the ring, and we set up stalls to make money...... We experience all the pleasures that the world has to offer, and the presence of friendship magnifies those pleasures millions of times over.

Of course, I am fully capable of using my abilities to make us invincible in this world. Whether it's money, equipment, experience, or level, it's all at my fingertips at this time.

But I never did it again, except that I couldn't resist my complacent mood and proved my omnipotence with a cheating trick after I had just returned to this world.

You know, even though it's a fake game world, there's no substitute for the experience of living and dying with your friends. It was the most beautiful thing I had ever dreamed of when my life hung by a thread, and what was the point of my return if I had left it behind after I had escaped?

If there's one thing that's different from what I used to be, it's that I'm more truly involved in my adventurous life. I used to be afraid of my own death, and the thought always made me lose courage at some critical moment. But now, I can calmly go in and out of life and death, and see the beautiful Grim Reaper who holds the soul of the dead. I fully understand the carefree attitude of my friends who have been involved in the air, and for the adventurers of this world, death is not the end of this life, but the beginning of the next adventure.

When the main members of our guild finally reached level one hundred and fifteen, we gathered a forty-strong army and slaughtered the dungeon space where the last king "Heart Destroyer" Dalundir was located. Salami Palace", and was killed by this behemoth who was more than fifty feet tall.

After that, we spent another two whole months amassing money, updating equipment, changing tactics, trying again and again, advancing little by little, and destroying one after another, and then dying at the feet of Darendier. Despite the fiasco after defeat, the joy of life has not diminished in the slightest.

Finally, on our eighteenth brave venture, Darrendir collapsed in front of us with a bloody scream, and the whole copy rejoiced. The brave adventurers hugged each other as if they had truly accomplished a feat of saving the world, and that exhilarating scene was forever etched in my heart.

In fact, I only need to gently erase a few lines of critical data from the source world to wipe out this seemingly incomparably powerful monster in an instant, but does that really make sense?

For me, who already has this world, greatness is easy, but ordinariness is precious. I love the ordinary preciousness more than the omnipotent greatness.

Taking risks with friends is a blessing, but it's not the whole story. Unlike those who seek happiness in this world, this is where I have my whole life. Whenever their world is quiet in the dead of night, it becomes extraordinarily peaceful, and this is the time for me to pursue my own alternative way of life.

I will walk on the endless sea, watching the endless blue waves flow in the direction of the setting sun; I will climb to the top of the mountain and watch the wind and the moon rise and the clouds disperse; I would hide under a fallen leaf, watching the sun and watch the light flow along the veins; I will ride my mount mountain snow on the vast prairie, listening to the howl of the wind; I would go back to the hut where the guild was located, lie down in bed, close my eyes, and look for peace of mind.

Do you know what's the best part? I can do all these things at the same time. I can be both here and there, and that is the prerogative of God alone.

Of course, I would also walk to the warm bakery and look at the silhouette of the beautiful bakery girl, and I was stunned.

I am the supreme deity of this world, and I can understand and control all that is and I want it to have in this world. I could have modified Marianne if I wanted to? Santa's source data allowed her to smile at me, talk to me, and even sit tenderly in my arms to receive my most affectionate hugs.

But I didn't do that. I'd rather just stand here and watch her from sunset till dawn.

Yes, I know she's just a piece of data that's easy to forget, rigid and stiff, she doesn't have a real life, and she doesn't care about love or not.

But I know that I love her, I love everything about her and everything about her. Maybe I could manipulate everything about her, but it's me, not her, who does it.

Maybe I didn't fall in love with her, but just the feeling of loving her—on that bright afternoon many years ago, I pushed open a bakery and fell in love with love itself.

If I could give her a completely independent life with a soul, I would do it, but alas, I can't. I am the supreme god of this world, but I finally know that I am not omnipotent—I can neither give life nor know where my life comes from.

Life is the highest tribute in this world, and in all worlds, and we never know where it came from or where it is going......

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In addition to that, you know what, I have another entertainment – a superb, never-before-seen entertainment.

Remember when Carlson Sr. told me that he had found a mysterious, "outside" data channel in the data fields of those Void Seekers? Through these passages, he used to see the world "outside".

There's no reason why I can't do what he can do now.

I found the mysterious passage almost effortlessly, but I found myself unable to get there. It is bound by an extraordinarily strict and powerful rule that takes precedence even more than the supreme law that keeps the world going, and I don't think it is a product of this world. While I couldn't break the rules, my subconscious told me that it was a dangerous move with serious consequences.

But not being able to access this passage doesn't mean I can't use it, just like one can't get through a small window, but one can look through it to the other side. This passage is like a small window that allows me to get a glimpse of the outside world.

As Carlson Sr. said, it was an all-human, bizarre world. Combined with everything my friends told me, I believe that this is the plane they are in, that is, the "real world" corresponding to this "virtual world".

Behind this window is a huge network of data, through which you can even learn everything about this world. Although I am an omniscient god in this world, I am a child who knows nothing in that world. I greedily searched for everything about that world, knew it, understood it, and was firmly drawn to it.

Yes, I had a happy and joyful time. In fact, I would even say that this time is quite long, but in the midst of happiness, time always passes very quickly. No matter how much I cherish and love it, it always seems to be much shorter than I expected.

I never expected such a time to last forever, because everything I have experienced and learned tells us unmistakably that there is no such thing as "forever" in this world. But anyway, when that bad news came, it was a lot earlier than I thought......

One hundred and eighty-nine: ordinary life