Welcome Back To the World Game

Igor blinked and seemed a little confused.

"Hey, sigh... Why can't people drink alcohol, oh, I wouldn't have come here if I knew it..."

He finally stopped all kinds of exposing people's scars, wiped the wine from his lips, sighed at the wine bottle in his hand, stroked it like a lover, and reluctantly put it in. Backpack.

A farce finally ended.

The players who came behind probed their brains, wondering how the most eye-catching Edward had a slightly ugly expression.

"There are a lot of people here today." After watching the good show, Anna stroked her flaming hair, smiling innocently and charmingly:

"I thought...that group of arrogant top players would disdain an organization like ours, but I didn't expect that they would still come to participate...Ah, it's not about you, my dear Marjorie, you and everyone It's all different."

"I know, Anna, but besides me, there should be many high-end players who support such a joint human self-rescue organization..." While Marjorie was still talking, a woman suddenly appeared next to her. .

She turned her head and looked at the woman who was approaching.

"First meeting, I am a member of the Special Operations Section of the United Group, Solena."

The visitor has a pair of snake-like eyes, which seems to be a variant of some skill. Her posture is also very elegant, and she is reaching out to Marjorie.

In the world game where myopia can be cured, this visitor still wears gold-rimmed glasses, as if he is insisting on something.

"Oh, hello, I'm Marjorie, adventurer." Marjorie shook hands with the elegant woman.

"Thank you very much for coming. At such a critical juncture, being able to receive your feedback can help us to better examine the fate of mankind." Solena's hand was grasped, and the time was just right.

"You're welcome. I'm just an ordinary player. In such a grand future, everyone will be included. I prefer to have my own voice." Marjorie agreed.

"You will." Solena looked at her with a smile: "This meeting is not as traditional, considering that many attendees have not participated in a similar scale of experience, they have never been on Zhai Xing before. Having seen such a situation, some people still take time to come here temporarily. We have adopted a more free speech mode, hoping that every player can speak freely and express their opinions.

The world is everyone's world, and every human being is an individual whose mind shines brightly.

As you who are the most dangerous, most pressured and at the forefront in the world, we should express our highest gratitude and respect. "

Marjorie just felt comfortable listening to the woman.

Even if she has communicated with many people on Zhai Xing before, she has never felt such a favorable communication. It seems that the voice of the other party has its own affinity, which can make her involuntarily believe what the other party said, and believe that the other party is completely sincere.

"Thank you for your gratitude. I think that an organization that can still unite mankind in such a critical moment, maintain the bottom line of mankind, make everyone no longer an island, and awaken the consciousness of mankind's self-help is also the hope of mankind..." Marjorie Before I could finish my words of thanks, I suddenly heard the surroundings quiet down.

Out of nowhere, the sound of the piano suddenly sounded.

Crisp and sweet, the sound of the piano is soothing, like the ding dong of spring water, and the breeze is blowing on the face.

"Who's playing the piano?" Solena raised her head and pushed her glasses: "It seems that the United Group has not arranged any related opening matters. Is it a temporary addition..."

Marjorie looked up.

She is good at piano, she heard this piece, it's called destiny.

It is an extremely bright star in the history of art. It is the snow lotus on the top of the mountain in the eyes of pianists. The extremely high performance difficulty is matched with the magnificent and epic tunes, which will shock everyone who hears it.

It expresses Zhai Xing's yearning for the interstellar journey, the expectation for the unknown future, and the nostalgia for stepping on this hot land.

Hope is on the watch, and people are connected.

The notes beat in the tune, giving people a sense of brilliance. It is like a tonal narrative poem, as if a **** is slowly telling the history of human past.

Marjorie listened quietly, and she heard the meaning of the tune.

At first, it had a somber tune, as if humanity was facing wind and rain, buildings would collapse, and danger was looming.

But soon, the sound of excitement overshadowed the previous relaxation, like a horn playing loudly.

Marjorie hummed softly.

The tune was grand and generous, and it gradually made her unable to keep up with it, so she sat, looking for fame, her eyes all the way to the outside.

She seemed to see a flag flying high in the sky, glowing with golden light in the sun.

And the light that shone down on the edge of the flag was brilliant, and it made one feel like weeping.

It was as if she saw a picture scroll depicting human history unfolding slowly in front of her eyes, as if she saw countless epic stories unfolding in front of her.

In the midst of wind and rain, people always believe that the future will come.

Music is an amazing thing.

She is a music lover, and she can naturally hear the emotions contained in the music.

Although some parts are not coherent enough, and the skills are still different from the most advanced pianists on Zhai Xing, but this is the best player that the joint group can find.

The emotion of the sound of the piano is very full, with a unique sense of tolerance, which can make her feel a similar "gentle" emotion in the standard tone.

People who play the piano must love this world very much.

She raised her head and seemed to be able to see another player who was also involved in it through the thick wall, like a player who was fused with human time.

...who would that be?

And just as Marjorie was addicted to the music, the people around her seemed to be attracted to it.

Even people who don't know much about music can hear the emotion in the tune.

They raised their heads and looked in the direction of the sound of the piano, their eyes full of curiosity.

Even the barrage viewers across a screen are frantically expressing their emotions:

【It's on fire! 】

【It sounds great! Good cow! Which piano is this? Are they the ones I thought? 】

【Humanity must win! Humanity must win! We must make it to the end! 】

[The self-rescue meeting is really good, and there is an opening song...]

[I have been very sad and desperate before, but when I see such a scene, everyone is sitting together, working together to find a way to save themselves... I think the future is really hopeful. 】

[Mankind has been through thousands of years of history, and how many difficulties have been overcome, there is no need to accept fate here! 】

【Yes! Any dungeon of the underworld, any progress bar, let it pass! 】

[No one can be alone, and no one can stay out of it. We are not players earning points alone, no one is an island! 】

[Yes, we should not lose ourselves because of the law of the jungle and the law of the jungle. We are human beings who evolved from savagery, and we should not become a group of animals fighting each other because of a game...]

[Watch and help each other to overcome the difficulties together. That's right, we are all the future! 】

【…】

Amid the sound of the piano, people slowed down their pace and intonation.

The flow of people at the four doors seems to be at the last minute. The time hand points to eight o'clock in the evening, and the waiting time is about to end.

And after the empty chairs in the conference room were gradually filled with more than half of the people, the sound of the piano was coming to an end.

Marjorie counted, and there were a total of 73 people sitting in the conference room. Among them, more than 30 people were wearing regular formal clothes, and a few people seemed to be wearing the uniforms of which organization. It's players wearing all kinds of fancy clothes.

Among the top 100 players in the world, there should be at least 30 people here.

While the sound of the piano was flowing, a middle-aged man with silver stars on his shoulders slowly walked onto the stage from the space left by the round table.

His body is tall and straight, like a poplar tree, his smile is as friendly as sunshine, giving people a strong sense of intimacy.

"Good night everyone."

Without a series of speeches, without a long list of salutations, his opening remarks were simple and neat, and successfully attracted a round of applause.

Some players who appeared drowsy and dressed like gangsters also seemed to be interested and sat up from their paralyzed chairs.

Mizushima Kawakura, who was wearing a kimono embroidered with light pink cherry blossoms, raised her head, and a long black knife was straight on her knees.

There was a seat beside her, but there was no one vacant at this time, just a bouquet of blood roses, as if waiting for someone.

She looked at the middle-aged man who was speaking on the stage, her hand gripping the long knife getting tighter.

"Everyone is welcome to take a break from their busy schedules and come to participate in the discussion of the future self-rescue conference of mankind initiated by the United Group." The man on the stage continued:

"Thank you to the top players in the world who came to the conference and the support of the initiators' joint group."

"I'm Wilson, former Eagle Nation Joint Chiefs of Staff Warfare Staff, rank brigadier general, service Eagle Nation Marines."

"...But, these are all things in the past."

"Now, I'm the head of the consortium, Wilson, the initiator of this meeting."

"We have gathered here for a common goal, and we hope to be able to look to the future of humanity in this regard."

"This is not my one-word hall. On the contrary, I am just a guide. The consortium believes that everyone here has their own ideas and encourages everyone to speak freely."

"The whole meeting was broadcast live. The live broadcast room is completely open to one billion people. The live broadcast has now started."

"If you have any suggestions or comments on this conference, you are welcome to put forward them in the live broadcast room or organize them into the World Forum."

"The world is the world of all people, and requires the collective thinking of all people."

Speaking of which, he paused slightly.

The sound of the piano continued, high and surging, like a flag that was gradually unfolding, and his eloquent words were particularly loud and heavy.

At this time, applause sounded. Driven by the applause, even the lazy **** players raised their hands and clapped a few times.

After the applause, Wilson continued:

"—I often think, for a person, what is [lucky]?"

"I don't know how other people judge [lucky], but in my opinion, to borrow a sentence from the masterpiece "The Stars of Humanity"—"

"[The greatest luck in a person's life is to discover his mission in the middle of his life, that is, when he is young and strong.]"

"We're lucky, we're young and strong -- at least physically, we're not getting old anymore. Even small children, we're no longer vulnerable."

"We are lucky that we have also found our calling."

"—To the end, to make all human beings meet the standard, this is our current mission, and our responsibility for the other 6.5 billion unselected humans."

"We are a billion lucky and unfortunate people who have been chosen, and it is our responsibility to bring them back and win back home."

"Even because of this, our bodies will fall on the road, our blood is sprinkled in every corner, and the road we walk is full of our own tombstones."

"—As long as we have a chance to go on, let everyone witness the coming of the future."

"[And in the face of the ashes of the victims, noble people will shed hot tears]."

"Whether we are adventurers, sub-pros, or casual players."

"Whether we were soldiers, students, or other identities."

"The task of the progress bar for all human beings has been imposed on each of us. A little accumulation of each of us may converge into a river of self-salvation in the last year."

"Take opportunity as the ladder and truth as the goal."

"Discover yourself, reflect on yourself. Remember the history and create the future together."

"This era of crisis and opportunity is closely related to each of us."

"In such a world where all human beings work together, a trickle can become a big river."

"The giant ship named [Zhai Xing] will ride the wind and waves."

"All beings named [human beings] are fellow travelers on this ship."

"One billion people work together, and the world is hot and cold."

"The sun and the stars, list the sky."

"—this is the worst of times and the best of times."

After Wilson finished speaking, he made a "pop", straightened up, and saluted.

There was thunderous applause from the audience.

As if they were about to pat their hands red, several people had tears in their eyes and were very moved.

Even the gangster-like players sat up slightly and looked serious.

They also seem to feel the weight of an organization that claims to be a "human self-rescue organization" and takes "making more people live better" as its platform.

"—Here, I would like to thank the sponsors of the joint regiment, the General Staff Department, the General Political Department, the General Security Department, the General Science and Technology Department, and the General Liaison Department for their support. Thank you for the technical support of the Human Self-Rescue Research Group, and thanks to all the evergreens. Technical support from universities, independent societies, major multinational institutes of world research centers, and members of central institutes in various countries.”

Wilson continued: "Before the meeting, the consortium had organized the main topics and related arguments of the meeting into a booklet, bound them, and placed them in front of every participant.

In a later meeting, we will discuss the topics in the order written in the booklet.

The minutes of the meeting are in place, and they will record the whole process of the meeting and record the remarks of each speaker.

The conference will be broadcast live, and the current popularity has reached 600 million, which is the highest in history.

Countless eyes, endless people, are watching us, and we are connected to them.

Please also pay attention to the impact while speaking freely. "

He said, and suddenly laughed.

"Before the meeting, however, we have one person to thank.

Thanks to him - before the establishment of the Human Self-Saving Organization, before the panicked people gathered in time, he stood up and became the goal for countless people to follow and work hard for.

At the opening ceremony, his words were inspiring, and along the way, his theories have become the standard recognized by many today.

No matter what the road will be in the future, his contribution will be indelible.

Before he fails, he will always be the biggest contributor to the progress bar of all points, the pillar of the free sky, and the guide of the future of mankind. "

Marjorie looked surprised and opened her mouth slightly.

... She seemed to understand who Wilson was talking about.

Edward raised his head, Mizushima Kawasora clenched the long sword.

All the people turned their eyes and looked in the direction of Wilson's gaze.

The doors on all sides were closed three times, leaving only one door open.

"At the same time... we also want to thank," Wilson smiled: "Thank him for the exciting "Fate" that we brought before the meeting—"

"Even far from home, human beings will always love their homeland."

"The mountains and rivers are exotic, the wind and the moon are in the same sky."

He said, and the melody ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ that had been playing also came to an end, and stopped completely at this time.

The last sound of cessation was like a quarrel between gold and iron, revealing a very awe-inspiring meaning.

The song "Fate" has come to an end.

In front of the open door, a figure slowly appeared.

He faced the room light, as if bathed in light, with a tall figure.

The young man in a white suit stepped into the room in the eyes of everyone.

The halo is like a white dove flapping its wings, and the stream circulates, slowly crossing into his dark eyes, flowing in his eyes, and the light is clear.

Under the dazzling light, his extraordinarily deep eyes revealed an approachable gentleness and tolerance.

Marjorie looked at the young man's eyes and was a little lost for a while.

It seemed as if something had broken in front of her eyes, and there seemed to be a rush of cool clarity. She suddenly felt that her heart was beating very fast, not her heartbeat, but like feathers flying messily in her chest, making her uneasy.

Under the bright lights of the conference room, his eyes were still as pure as gems, with a natural warmth. He simply stood there, his whole being like the sun, naturally glowing.

Such people are born under the light.

Countless eyes stared at the door, as if it had become the center of a pilgrimage.

She looked at this young man who made everyone speechless for a moment, as if his whole body was soaked in light, and suddenly remembered a sentence.

"We are all watchmen who are chasing the dawn."

...

"—And some people are born to be guides in the dark night."

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