Su Mingan fell asleep in the wooden house by the lake.

The wooden house is located by the lake, hidden in the shadow of the trees. The moonlight shines through the window screen on the table, illuminating the pot of mimosa at the window.

The buildings on the edge of this kind of scenic spot are all free buildings, and anyone can live in them as long as there is no one inside.

"Wow--"

The sound of water flowing outside the window could be heard. There were many people from Jiangnan water towns living near the lake. During the boating trip, Noel had a few words with these people.

"I'm from Huizhou and live by the river. I used to see fishermen on the river when I came together in the morning."

"I'm getting older. I don't want to fight and kill, and I'm afraid of pain if I bleed. I can only rely on young people to take risks. People like me are very satisfied with fishing and swimming in lakes. As for the future,

Yes, leave it to the higher ups, there are so many people, it will be arranged."

"What do the aliens want? Actually, I really don't care. The origin of the world, the war of civilizations, the original universe, Mobius, it has nothing to do with me..."

These people wore fishermen-like clothes, rowed oars, and took their small boats toward the depths of the moonlight.

They talk about their parents and children, their family's shortcomings, and almost everything, but they don't talk about the system of city-states, the rise and fall of countries, and the fate of civilizations.

Su Mingan lay on the hammock, thinking about these people's words, and gradually fell asleep.

A dreamless night.

When he opened his eyes, the morning light shone through the gauze curtains into his pupils. The others probably hadn't woken up yet, and the other rooms were silent.

The founding ceremony of the Peak Alliance was at eight o'clock in the morning. He looked at the World Forum and saw that there were already a lot of warm-ups, and many people were already holding small benches waiting to watch the live broadcast.

He sat at the table and waited for the others to wake up.

I don't know who the former resident of this wooden house was. There are neat dishes and chopsticks in the cupboard and a torn calendar on the wall. Someone must have lived here for a long time.

While opening the curtains, Su Mingan's hand accidentally touched a yellowed notebook on the table. With a crash, dozens of postcards flew out and fell to the ground.

He picked up the postcards one by one and saw the handwriting on them.

The postcards were already stained with dust. These postcards should have been sent out, but for some reason they were left in this small room. The handwritten words reflected on the paper seemed to have been left by someone before.

【Mom, I miss you.】

[Mom, how are you on Zhai Xing? I will definitely come back at the end of the year. 】

[Mom, I won’t let anyone bully you anymore. No matter the landlord, neighbor, or urban management, they can’t hurt you. I will protect you. 】

[Today I went boating on the lake and saw the sweet-scented osmanthus blooming on both sides. As soon as they bloomed and turned golden, I thought of you.]

[I think of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake you made, which is more delicious than the ones made in big restaurants. You said that as long as you set up a stall and sell enough money, we can change the small shack into a big house, and we don’t have to stand on the street every day in the wind and sun.

I can also have money to go to college.]

[But I want to leave money for your medical treatment. I heard that gastric cancer will be very painful in the end, and it can hurt yourself to death. I don’t want you to be like that.]

[This is why I chose the healing profession. The rabbit referee said that we can bring back some of the gains from the world game. I think as long as I am strong enough behind, I can cure your stomach cancer when I go back. I don’t care what civilization

, what war, what organizer.】

【I don’t want anything except you.】

Su Ming'an's hand paused slightly and slowly closed the envelope that was torn by the wind.

There are many postcards scattered around the notebook, and the fonts are more confusing than before.

【Mom, I'm back from Baisha Paradise.】

[The teachers in Baisha said that I could not become good. They said that people like me would not be accepted by society. They burned me to death. The feeling of death was really painful. 】

[But it doesn’t matter, I want to cure your disease, no matter how painful it is, I will end up. Just like my idol Su Mingan, he is as old as me, he is so powerful, I will also move closer to him. 】

[Mom, in order for you to survive, even if you are tortured into a madman, I will continue to die.]

[After one year, I will take all the postcards with me to see you. Then we will definitely be able to live in a big house, cure your disease, and sit under the tree and eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake together.]

【Certainly possible.】

Su Mingan put the stack of postcards into the envelope and found that there were no further postcards.

All the content ends on the last page, and after that, there is a blank, as if everything about the writer ends after the white sand paradise, and I don’t know what the writer experienced in the seventh world.

...The seventh world has the soul-killing Tulip Princess and the soul-sucking Siren.

Su Mingan placed the envelopes neatly on the table and opened the door. He saw a figure waiting at the door, with rain vapor on his shoulders.

"Su Lin?" Su Ming'an looked at Su Lin.

Su Lin took a few steps closer, flicked her fingers, and found a red paper bag sandwiched between her two fingers.

"I heard that you people in the Dragon Kingdom receive red envelopes during the Chinese New Year." Su Lin held the red paper bag between her fingers.

"Then have you heard that red envelopes are usually given by elders to younger ones?" Su Mingan glanced at the bulging red paper envelope: "Which elder of mine do you want to be?"

Su Lin was noncommittal and still held the red paper bag between her arms.

There were sounds of pushing the door one after another from the side, and other people gradually woke up. When Su Mingan heard the noise, he immediately collected the red envelope to prevent anyone from seeing it and making fun of him.

"When will you take me back to Praia?" After sending the red envelope, Su Lintu asked.

"Tomorrow. Players have returned one after another in the past few days. I have time tomorrow."

"Yeah." Su Lin got a satisfactory answer, turned around and left.

Seeing Su Lin leaving, Su Mingan opened the red envelope. Inside was something similar to a ticket. It was all white and gold, with an angel image made of white plaster occupying the main page, and there were some Praia words on the back. When the ticket was turned over, under the sun

Slightly glowing.

…

[Pray to the gods in Yunshang City, and God will forgive your mistakes.]

[When you kneel in the church and pray devoutly, the happy angels in Yunshang City will listen to your confusion. Your voice will reach the gods through the burning stone. The happy residents of Yunshang City will also receive your message, and you will be from

Walk out of the flames of purgatory.]

…

This is... an atonement.

Something similar to indulgences should be a kind of admission ticket from the Church of Light in Praia in the past. This thing can only be issued by the Church of Light. These pieces should have been made by Su Lin himself.

...Why did Su Lin give him something like this? To whom should he atone?

Su Ming'an put away the red envelope and saw Lin Yin being the last one to walk out of the room. The others were already waiting outside the door.

The journey has come to an end and they are about to part ways.

Lin Yin proposed yesterday that when parting, everyone should give gifts to others. Since it is a mutual gift, there are no transaction restrictions.

"Here, I'll give it to you. I've been very happy these two days."

What Lin Yin gave to Su Ming'an was a sheet of music. She said that if they were free, they could play together. Su Ming'an gave a bamboo flute in return. It is said that Lin Yin likes to collect flutes.

What Su Mingan gave to Lu Shu was a metal ginkgo bookmark. What Lu Shu gave in return was a pack of cat food.

"This is the cat food I made myself." Lu Shu carefully put the ginkgo bookmark into his breast pocket: "Su Mingan, haven't you given the white cat a name yet?"

Su Mingan thought: "No."

"Then why don't you call me Xiao..." Lu Shu said.

"No, no, no." When Su Ming'an heard this, he knew what name Lu Shu was thinking of. He thought of the fat white cat, which was a ball of fat. "Let's call it Bai Tuan."

Lu Shu praised: "It sounds so good."

…

What Su Mingan gave to Luna was a scarf embroidered with the moon. Luna couldn't give it back because she didn't have points yet.

"I will remember it." Luna took the scarf seriously.

"If you have difficulty in the next dungeon..." Su Mingan said.

"No need." Luna shook her head: "I'm a very stubborn person. If you want to help me, I'm not willing to help you. Just let me start from scratch."

"Thank you." Su Mingan said.

…

What Su Ming'an gave to Yamada Machichi was a book. The reason was that when he was shopping, Yamada Machichi's eyes kept scanning the book on the stall intentionally or unintentionally, so Su Ming'an bought it.

"Here you go." Su Ming'an glanced at the cursive characters on the book and couldn't see clearly. He could only vaguely see the words 'top secret' and 'sweet': "What kind of book is this?"

"Well, well..." Yamada Machichi took it with a blushing face and gave Su Ming'an a lighthouse model in return: "Anyway, it's a very interesting book."

…

What Su Mingan gave to Lu was a pair of black gloves. What Lu gave in return was a pack of candies. Lu said that eating more candies can make you feel better.

What Aini gave to Aini was a stack of paper, which contained Su Mingan's views on the Flame career system. What Aini gave in return was actually a stack of paper, which also contained Aini's views on the Flame career system.

Both sides were stunned by this exchange of fire mysteries.

Finally, Su Mingan gave Noel a white quill. When it was Noel's turn, Noel shook his head and said, "The thing I give you will have to wait until tonight."

"At night?" Su Mingan said.
To be continued...