Journey of a Thousand Miles

"No." Qianli replied cooperatively, "Tell me the story of The Old Man and the Sea."

What kind of story would Wu Jiu like most?

Wu Jiu was silent for a while, as if he was brewing something, after a long time, he spoke slowly, "It's a very simple story. It's an old fisherman who went fishing alone."

"Have you hit it yet?"

"Got it. Caught a big fish. But..."

"What's wrong?"

"The fish was too big to put in the boat, so the old fisherman tied it and dragged it in the water. The smell of blood attracted the sharks, and on the way back, the big fish was eaten up by a group of sharks."

"what?"

"The old fisherman has been trying hard to defend the fruits of his labor, but still..."

"tragedy?"

Wu Jiu smiled wryly, "Probably, he finally dragged a pair of huge fish bones back to the village."

"Fish bones." Qianli murmured in a low voice.

After a while, Qianli said again, "Very good."

"What's good?"

"At least I caught fish, which is pretty good."

Wugui raised the corners of his mouth and stopped speaking.

Occasionally, he and Qianli would casually chat about some random things.Qianli is very focused, Wujiu is very knowledgeable, he doesn't like to join in the fun, and doesn't like to follow the trend of the hottest gossip, he just loves those strange cold knowledge, those fields that are not paid attention to by the public.

He finished reading "The Old Man and the Sea" in his hospital bed. He read the Chinese version first, and then the English version in the appendix.His emotions were complex, pity, shock, grief, and emotion.The courage of a late old man gave him a lot of motivation when he was young.Vivid images flashed through his mind time and time again—the trembling old man in his dying years, standing tenaciously in the sea, in the storm, and on a small boat, roaring angrily——

Aman be destroyed, but not defeated.

Man can be destroyed, but cannot be defeated.

Can't be defeated...?Wu Jiu's fingers pinched the pages of the book tightly, and the "Old Man and the Sea" in his hand was exquisite and compact, which looked quite pleasing to the eye.However, if man is destroyed, how can he strive for victory?

This seems like an unsolvable paradox.Ironically, the author of this story, 9 years after finishing the story, shot himself dead.

This matter, this person, is very controversial.He created a well-known "tough guy" image, but his own life ended in suicide.Brave, or cowardly?

Brave, or cowardly?

Everyone is afraid, it's part of human nature.Wu Jiu also asked himself, what are you afraid of?

The warmth of another body came from the back.What would he be afraid of?

No fault of not knowing.What he feels is that that person is always moving forward, all problems will have solutions in his opinion, and all difficulties are no big deal to him.

As the saying goes, the sun always rises.

When Wu Jiu appeared at the gate of the guild base, it was early in the morning, the most deserted time in the game, but there were already people in the guild coming in and out, and the two members were just about to go out, and they were surprised to see Wu Jiu, especially There is still a person on Wujiu's back—isn't it the archer of their guild?

Wu Jiu nodded to them and walked towards the apartment building without saying anything.After all, Qianli couldn't hold on, and fell asleep halfway, Wu Jiu had no choice but to carry him back.

Coming to the door of the room, he kicked the door open, put Qian Li on his bed, Wu Jiu also sat down on his own bed, and breathed a long sigh of relief.Looking at the sleeping Qianli, Wu Jiu forgot to wake him up for a moment.

So, this morning, when Shura went online and opened the door, the first thing he saw were two figures looming in the gap of the unlocked door opposite.

Shura was taken aback, what's the matter?He knocked on the door immediately, but there was no response.Shura carefully pushed the door open, and the scene in front of him left him quite speechless—Wu Jiu and Qian Li were lying on their own beds, Qian Li was facing the sky in a big font, Wu Jiu was sleeping on his side, and both slept soundly. Like a dead pig.

Sleeping is not a problem, but sleeping here is the problem - generally speaking, players will not sleep in the game, they either go offline or do what they should do, but in LDM, the default is to go to sleep when they log off in the room , although the character disappears with the offline, the fatigue value, vitality value and other attributes will slowly recover.Where did these two... come from?

"Sura, good morning." Asura was at a loss, a loud and healthy voice came from the corridor, and 33 was also online. Seeing that Shura was staying here, he stopped by to say hello.

"33, it's just in time." Shura said indifferently, "Wake these two up for me."

"Okay." 33 rolled up his sleeves, and strode forward.

"God, wake up!!!"

The sound coming from this room can be heard on the first floor.

"Hey..." After being woken up by 33's violent shaking, coupled with the bell-like shouts ringing in his ears, Qianli rolled twice on the bed reluctantly, holding his head and moaning in pain, "I just hit you!" A treasure chest is about to be opened—I have received ten thousand points of damage—”

Wu Jiu's reaction was not as exaggerated as Qianli's, he sat up ignorantly and looked around.

"I'm telling you..." Shura sighed, "If you want to rest, go offline and take a good rest. Hurry up and go offline, don't show up today."

He knew exactly what the two of them were doing last night, and having known them for so long, the true qualities of game madmen only increased.

"Is it my illusion?" 33 looked at Shura and scratched his hair, "Sura is getting more and more like Mama-san."

Several people in the room were stunned for a moment, and then Qianli was the first to burst into a burst of earth-shattering laughter——

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha—"

"——" Shura's face flushed instantly because of 33's sudden description, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence, "Bah! Who is the mother! 33, can you chat!"

"Isn't 33 the one who is the best at chatting? Mama-san, don't you think hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha—" Qianli continued to add fuel to the fire.

Wu Jiu, who had been in charge of rescuing Shura all along, did nothing at this moment, letting the laughter resounding across the universe.

"33," another voice came in, everyone looked back, and the mosquito leaned against the door without knowing when, with a deep expression on his face, "Be careful with metaphors, Shura is mother-san, so what are we?"

33 stared at the mosquito, thought about it seriously, and nodded in agreement, "Well, Brother Mosquito makes sense."

"The metaphor of 33 is correct." Qianli wiped away the tears from his laughter, "We are just ordinary people who sell their skills and bodies in the underground. Don't look at our scenery, in fact, Shura is the big black hand behind the scenes."

"..." Wu Jiu listened to the side, and couldn't help saying, "It seems reasonable."

"Which part makes sense? Don't blame them, don't make trouble with them!" Shura yelled bitterly.It's over, this guild is completely over, even Wu Jiu, who is upright and awe-inspiring, has been corrupted by thousands of miles, where is their future?

"...Huh?" A few people were joking, and a head poked out from the edge of the door, and looked at them curiously.

"Hey, bugs are coming." 33 waved his hand.

"Morning." Chongchong blinked his big eyes, looked at this person and then at that person, seeing everyone's eyes turned, suddenly felt embarrassed, retracted his head, and hurried downstairs.

"Bugs, wait," Mosquito chased after him, "Where are you going to hang out today, take brother with you—"

"And me!" 33 followed suit.

Shura rubbed his forehead feebly, "I'm going to be busy too—" Qianli's words were true at the beginning. It's great to set up his own guild. Unexpectedly, the more people there are, the more things will happen. Shura I simply feel that as long as I am absent for a day, the world will be in chaos.Sometimes, he couldn't help but miss the days when he was free and carefree, but most of the time, Shura really liked this kind of game life.

Until Shura also left the room, there were two people left in the room, sitting opposite each other, looking at each other without saying a word.After a long time, Wu Jiu finally said, "Go offline and go to sleep."

"——No blame." Qianli called him suddenly.

"Huh?" Wu Jiu turned his face away.

"I have something to discuss with you."

"Oh? Let's talk." Qianli rarely had such a rigorous attitude, and Wu Jiu immediately lifted his spirits.

"The [-] bounty," Qianli said, "let's not let the guild go."

"...Huh?" Wu Jiu didn't understand for a while.

"I..." Qianli paused, "It's kind of useful."

Originally, the reward mission this time was to fill the guild warehouse. I never thought that I would wake up from a thousand miles away, suddenly remember something, and find that the situation was embarrassing.Back then, he had said so swearingly, "What's the use of asking for money", but now he insisted on slapping himself in the face.No way, he needs this ten thousand gold.

I understand without blame.

Qianli really didn't want to go back on his word, but after much deliberation, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and talk to Wu Jiu.He and Wu Jiu are equal, since he wants to take the ten thousand gold for himself, there is no reason for Wu Jiu to contribute his share to the guild. The most harmonious solution is to treat this time as a private action, and divide it [-]-[-] as before. .

"Okay." Wu Jiu said without hesitation.

As for Qianli's shameless piss that is three feet thicker than the city wall, Wu Jiu will never ask about things that make him hard to talk about.

This golden duo, who have been poor all the way in LDM, finally became rich overnight, with [-] gold in hand, the feeling is really...unexpected.

This matter was revealed, and the two went offline one after another to catch up on sleep.Wugui slept from morning to afternoon, and logged in again after dinner.

The tavern in the lobby was bustling with people like Shura, 33, Mosquito, Chongchong, etc. Wu Jiu went to the president's seat, sat down in his exclusive seat, and looked around, "Where is Qianli?"

"Not here," Shura said, "Didn't you both go to sleep?"

"I woke up." Wugui said.