Chapter 190: Farewell

Over the course of time, people who had made appointments with Xiao Lan gradually arrived through channels arranged by Luo and took up residence in different parts of the island.

With so many more people on an otherwise empty island, it looked more like some kind of villainous group's base.

While Luo was busy with the island, Xiao Lan was walking around the island when he suddenly heard the noise of people ahead.

...... is full of subtleties.

A few more steps forward and he heard a very familiar voice.

"Today, it's our Brother Xiao Backers' pledge meeting! As you all know, because the Advent World has shown its clutches, we have now reached a critical moment of life and death ......"

Xiao Lan's heart has a bad feeling about this.

He took a few steps forward and sure enough he saw the bright green hair of Di Yifugui.

The smart young lady has not changed much from the time we met before and still has a distinctive personal style.

Standing in front of her is a large group of people, all uniformly dressed in the big red floral trousers that Xiao Lan feels so familiar with.

The beach trousers look, the big red undertones, the big ethnic flowers and the unconcealed middle-aged chic.

The fear dominated by [sparks with lightning all the way] is back.

Xiao Lan had no idea that even after leaving the Advent world and returning to reality, these fiery red beach trousers would still be in his life, and that they would automatically multiply by a large amount with the momentum of a spark.

Di Yifugui enthusiastically waved the books in his hands, "These books are based on my oral experiences from many senior players and are absolutely authentic, I hope they can help you at this crucial moment and Xiao He will distribute them to all of you later."

In response she was greeted with a cheer.

"Everyone can read 'Shameful but Useful Trickery' and 'Sneaky Strikes I Never Tell Anyone About' before fighting, which can greatly improve our flexibility in battle and inspire, and is excellent for quickly increasing the probability of victory."

"Then there's 100 Ways to Deal with Pact Players; Pact players are strong, but they're never a dead end against them. Our goal is - never to go head to head, but never to miss an opportunity to sneak up on them either."

"Don't panic if something goes wrong, we also have 'How to Run Away Fast', 'The Three Second Runner's Speedy Method' and 'Goodbye to My Opponent' to ensure maximum survival for everyone."

"In short, never fight alone if you can surround them, never confront them head on if you can sneak attack them, fight to the death if you can beat them, run away if you can't, you can lose your face, but your life must be preserved."

After hearing Di Yifugui's words, the audience applauded, and it looked like a pyramid scheme in training.

Afterwards, Di Yifugui led the supporters in a recitation of Brother Xiao quotes, and she also produced a limited edition collection of quotes for the upcoming showdown.

Listening to their recitation of their own quotations, Xiao Lan felt like he was rising and falling in a sea of shame and was about to be lapped to death by a wave at the bottom.

Who is he? Where is he? Why has he come to this wrong place?

However, the shame doesn't end there.

Soon Di Yifugui was leading them in a dance again.

A group of men in red trousers tied up neatly and moved to the command of Di Yifugui.

They shouted "Brother Xiao Brother Xiao, invincible" when their asses were to the left, and "invincible" when their asses were to the right.

The chanting of slogans was very powerful, but the picture just looked ...... like a bunch of perverts.

Xiao Lan: "......"

FuGui Ah, you are a real talent.

He was about to sneak away before he was discovered, when he saw Zhao Xiaohe not far away.

Zhao Xiaohe has grown a little taller, her hair is soft and neatly draped over her shoulders, and she is wearing a white dress, but she looks like a quiet young girl who does not seem to have been taken out of her element by Di Yifugui.

" Brother Xiao ~" Zhao Xiaohe smiled and waved at him.

" Xiao He." Xiao Lan glanced at Zhao Xiaohe and was somewhat relieved, "Luckily, you're not dressed like them."

On hearing this, Zhao Xiaohe reached straight up and lifted the hem of her skirt.

Xiao Lan was startled by this action and was about to cover her eyes when a familiar flash of red appeared in her vision.

The exact same beach trousers as the others were worn under Zhao Xiaohe's skirt, full of presence, only the length of the hemline covered it just enough for Xiao Lan not to notice.

Zhao Xiaohe is a bit shy: "I'm still embarrassed to wear it straight away, but I'll work on it later!"

Xiao Lan: "......"

How even you have fallen.

No need to try ...... really no need ......

Di Yifugui was just finishing up the pledge meeting and after the crowd had been dismissed, she spotted Xiao Lan in the corner.

"Brother Xiao!" Di Yifugui ran towards Xiao Lan with excitement.

Xiao Lan also greeted her, " FuGui ."

Di Yifugui said, " Brother Xiao, don't worry, our Brother Xiao supporters are all set."

Xiao Lan's mood was somewhat mixed: "Actually ...... I don't want them to risk their lives for me, you know, fighting against the Advent world is a very dangerous thing and it's better for them to choose carefully."

Di Yifugui, however, asked Xiao Lan a question: " Brother Xiao, what do you think of the Brother Xiao backing group?"

Xiao Lan didn't quite understand: "A back-up group?"

Di Yifugui says: "In a life and death crisis, people's spirits are easily broken and sometimes they need to find a faith support for themselves."

"A strong presence that is good and upright and does not crumble easily can sustain them spiritually, and that is what religion does. Religion is the best placebo in a crisis, and even the followers of religion are aware that God cannot come to their aid personally, but faith can sustain them from being crushed."

Xiao Lan asked, "Why didn't you choose to set up a back-up club for your boss? He's also very strong and he would have been happy to have a backing group himself."

As per Xiao Lan's knowledge of Cheng Wenyi.

The man usually looks like he's ready to take to the stage at any moment, and if he had a backing group, he'd be over the moon on the outside without saying anything.

There may even be additional financial subsidies at the drop of a hat.

Di Yifugui looked at Xiao Lan very seriously: "Boss, it's the one who will throw people to the reclamation."

Xiao Lan: "......"

He had almost forgotten about this traditional art form between Xiao Chengyan Cheng Wenyi's master and apprentice.

"And social animals are naturally defiant towards their bosses." Di Yifugui says, "There are so few players in the Advent world who are like you, Brother Xiao, and they need moral support, which is why they joined the 'Brother Xiao Support Group', not some blind worship of the strong. "

She pointed to the distant crowd, "Do you see how they are happier and more courageous than most people now?"

"It was their own choice to fight, they longed for an ordinary and peaceful life, that's why they united against the Advent world, whether they joined Reincarnation or the Brother Xiao backing group, it was their way to pursue their goals."

Xiao Lan looked at Di Yifugui in disbelief.

He did not expect the Brother Xiao Support Group to have such an intention.

Di Yifugui did not create a joke fan base, but drew on Xiao Lan's exploits to build a spiritual defence for those who are on edge in the world of descent.

Are they really worshipping Xiao Lan?

Not really, they are just pursuing the hope of life in their hearts, and Xiao Lan is carrying that hope.

This smart young woman is surprisingly perceptive.

The heart that lies beneath her middle-aged exterior can even be described as wise.

Xiao Lan truly said, "FuGui, you are amazing."

Di Yifugui laughed heatedly, " Brother Xiao you don't have to look at me like this, I actually went to university at the age of fourteen and am now doing a PhD in sociology in S. I've just deteriorated a bit in my language skills because I went abroad too early."

Xiao Lan immediately felt what it means to be unattractive.

There are those who appear to be sand sculptures but actually carry the script of talented girls.

But it's the smart version.

At this point, Di Yifugui handed over the Brother Xiao Classic Quotes - Duel Limited Edition in her hand: "Brother Xiao, can I have your autograph?"

Xiao Lan was very touched and decisively refused her.

--

Not far away, Cheng Wenyi stands outside the window, looking down at the scene of the demons dancing below.

He had known about Xiao Lan's support group in Reincarnation for a long time, but he hadn't thought much of it because Xiao Lan clearly had no ambition to build an organisation, and the group hadn't done anything out of the ordinary.

He has a full profile of Di Yifugui and knows more about this alternative subordinate than Xiao Lan does.

Since she did not do anything against herself, Cheng Wenyi let her go.

But to my surprise, this joke of a back-up club grew very quickly and later even attracted more people to join the reincarnation, leading to its further growth.

Cheng Wenyi stroked Xue Li in his arms: "Di Yifugui, that's an interesting girl."

Xue Li squinted her eyes in comfort, "Mee-ooh~"

Not far away on the sofa sits Mu Yang, who for the first time today is not addicted to gaming, not even clutching a console in his hand.

Mu Yang stared at Cheng Wenyi and said, "Boss, you've arranged for all the properties under your name to go to an agent, so you're really still worried, aren't you?"

Cheng Wenyi nodded without saying anything.

Mu Yang: "What do you think our chances of success are?"

Cheng Wenyi said, "Thirty percent."

Mu Yang, surprised: "So little?"

Cheng Wenyi looked out of the window, "Xiao Chengyan failed even though he was so strong, and although I always wanted to beat him up, I knew I was inferior to him, and neither Reincarnation nor Xiang Liu nor Xiao Lan's backing group were as elite as Wu She."

Mu Yang was somewhat puzzled, "So why are you ......?"

Cheng Wenyi smiled and withdrew his eyes: "There is no such thing as a sure thing in the world. When it comes to life and death, a 30% chance is worth the gamble. What about you? You can still leave now."

Mu Yang shook his head and refused without hesitation.

The most loyal person to Cheng Wenyi in the whole cycle is Mu Yang.

Although Mu Yang is now ruled by Cheng Wenyi, he was also a ruthless character when he first entered the Advent world.

He was an orphan who grew up in a very poor orphanage and learned all the tricks of the trade at the age of Little Xiao.

He is also as fierce and vicious as a lone wolf when he enters the Advent world.

But he was still too young and not only was he physically weak and inexperienced, he was often at a disadvantage against adults with hearts and shamelessness and had many escapes from death.

Then he was almost dead when a group of men teamed up and shaded him.

It was Cheng Wenyi who brought him back from the brink of death and, interested in his talent, began to teach him the ways of survival in the Advent world and the importance of education.

It was only when he followed Cheng Wenyi that Mu Yang became a bit of a teenager and started playing games like the other teenagers, and was often punished for writing essays about his boss.

But if anything threatens Cheng Wenyi, he will still show his teeth and fangs.

Mu Yang said seriously, "Boss, the camp you're in is the only one I stand for."

Cheng Wenyi laughed softly, "Then I'll make sure I live a little longer."

Xue Li rubbed against Cheng Wenyi's hand, "Mimi~"

--

A closed room.

The curtains were all drawn, making the room very dim.

Wen Zhixian is sitting alone in a room with a large mirror in front of him.

The whole image of him looking into the mirror but talking as if to a long-time friend was a little eerie.

" A Xian, have you thought about it?"

"Well, it's the best chance, and if we miss it, maybe we'll never have a chance to fight back again."

"But ...... A Cheng, if it works out won't I see you anymore? After all, the only place we can see each other is the Advent World."

"Perhaps you might consider discussing it with the Paradox after you succeed, and if you fail, you won't have to dwell on it."

"Oh yes, A Cheng, you're so clever."

"We have the same IQ, I'm not actually any smarter than you, maybe it's just that you have a simpler way of thinking."

"...... You're so strict."

"Good luck."

" A Cheng, I will cheer."

"No matter what, I am with you."

--

Wang Ke opened his eyes from sleep to see his brother's face magnified a million times.

"Brother~ You're awake!" The big face said so.

Wang Ke slaps Wang Taidi's furry head away and instantly gets up from the bed.

Standing on the floor, he clenched his fists and felt his body regain its strength.

Wang Ke's eyes fell on the knife that Wang Taidi had prepared for him next to him.

This is in the real world, so naturally [Chattering Blood] cannot be brought out. The knife is a replica of Wang Taidi's in the size of Chattering Blood, and it feels seven or eight times similar in the hand.

Wang Ke picked up the knife and waved it in his hand.

The sensation of manipulating the body is still a little unfamiliar, but the movements are no longer as weak and feeble as before.

Qi Ning's treatment is a little rough, but the results are really good.

Wang Taidi ran over and asked, "How are you doing, brother?"

Wang Ke swung a backhanded knife at his brother and stopped precisely in front of the tip of his nose, not missing a beat.

Wang Ke said, "I've been able to lift the knife."

"Wow ~~~~~" Wang Taidi jumped up and down happily and ran around the room as if she was a Taidi having a good time.

It was as if all the trials and tribulations hadn't happened yet, and he was still the carefree little Taidi under the shelter of his brother, whose biggest worry was what to do if he accidentally lifted his brother's bottom and got beaten up.

Looking at his brother's stupidity, Wang Ke said helplessly, "Silly boy ......"

--

In a remote corner of the cemetery.

Qi Ning crouches in front of Cen Wei's tombstone and gently brushes the dust from it, as if he is touching his long-lost lover.

In a rare move he removed his mask, the shade cast by the trees obscuring his face, and only conspicuous white hair could be seen.

But because of the remote location of the cemetery and the fact that it was not a clear day, there were not many curious eyes around.

Qi Ning traced Cen Wei's picture with his fingertips, his tone a gentleness the others had never heard before: "Soon I will be able to come and be with you more often, perhaps in reality, perhaps in the nine springs."

"Will you wait for me?"

"Or is it that you don't want to see this bloodied me ......"

"Have I not long been a different person from the senior you remember?"

In the photo, Cen Wei's smile is as warm as ever.

Just as it had been every time we met him before.

The cemetery is silent, with only the whispers of Qi Ning.

You are buried in the mud and bones under the spring, and I am sending snow to the earth to fill my head.

Perhaps there is only one corpse in this tomb, but it holds the souls of two people.

A man died in the killing of that year, and a man buried his heart with his death.

After a long time, Qi Ning gets up with his mask on.

He left the cemetery and followed the directions towards his final destination.