Until the next day, after Zhao Xu officially absorbed the energy of "Super Demonic Storm" and went offline, he was still a little confused in his mind.
The only information he got was that both Antinoya and Ms. May were preparing for the return of "Ernest".
He even got a shocking piece of information: Antinoya was the "descendant" of the other party.
With such a plan, the legendary arcane king Ernest can be regarded as his master.
Their single lineage also has a long history.
No wonder everyone calls her Miss. Is this what it means
But Zhao Xu was also a little confused.
After the death of the first-generation magic goddess, Antinoya was also a strong competitor to the second-generation magic goddess based on her status. If the second-generation magic goddess couldn't compete, the third generation would be just fine.
After all, she is a legendary mage from the time of the first goddess of magic.
This kind of background is actually hidden in the Mage Association now, and the main giants of the association can't find their avatars.
Thinking of this, Zhao Xu was also very curious. What was the incident that forced Ernest to leave this world
It also directly led to the fall of the original Magic Empire.
But after thinking about it, Zhao Xu took off his brain helmet dejectedly, got out of bed, brushed his teeth and washed his face.
The classmates in his dormitory have bought tickets one after another in the past few days to go home for the New Year.
Zhao Xu was at the critical moment of breaking through to "Level 6". In order to avoid having no extra time during the Chinese New Year holiday, he said he had not finished the exam and delayed going home for a few days.
After everything officially came to an end today, he could start his journey home.
At this time, Zhao Xu looked at the empty dormitory and recalled his parents with some nostalgia.
Apart from calling home from time to time to say hello and chat about home affairs, he didn't let his parents know much about the game.
Fortunately, his intelligence exploded in the end, and his final grades were basically passed with high marks, which directly broke the eyes of countless people.
Even Zhang Qi suspected that he was secretly studying hard in the game.
After pulling out the luggage that had been packed for a long time from the cabinet, Zhao Xu took the luggage directly downstairs, and then reported to the building management to cut off the power supply to the dormitory.
Zhao Xu went home to celebrate the New Year this time, so in addition to his backpack, he also specially brought an aluminum alloy suitcase. It was not full, just a few simple clothes, so that he could bring something convenient when he returned to school. .
In the first semester of freshman year, after using the "foot-stepping bucket" washing method every day for half a month, they finally accepted their fate and raised funds to buy a washing machine, which also allowed Zhao Xu to avoid the fate of accumulating a pile of hard-to-wash coats to take home.
The main entrance to the school is the subway station. Zhao Xu bought a high-speed rail ticket at noon. Although the subway had to change trains, it was still early.
At this time, he saw a local A6 parked in the girls' dormitory opposite. Zhao Xu's classmate Cui Lu was walking in front, holding her parents' hands.
Cui Lu's father was nearly middle-aged but gentle. At this time, he also showed a doting smile and helped Cui Lu carry a suitcase and was about to stuff it into the trunk of the car.
Zhao Xu, who was leaving school alone, smiled at Cui Lu and did not come forward. Instead, he pushed his suitcase with rollers and continued to move forward, heading towards his future.
In the previous life, Zhao Xu met Cui's father after everyone traveled through time. Although the other party fell from the original powerful department-level cadre to an ordinary person, he still tried hard to integrate into Arthur.
However, he was limited by his mid-to-high attribute values that were only slightly higher than those of ordinary people and his relatively older age. Even if he was finally promoted, he would still be an ordinary level 1 bard.
"Lulu, is this your classmate?" Cui's father has been immersed in institutions for many years, and he immediately saw something unusual in that glance.
"Yeah." Cui Lu smiled calmly.
"Hey, why is your classmate leaving in such a hurry? Why don't you ask him to have dinner with you?" Cui's father asked curiously.
"Come on." Cui's mother bumped Cui's father angrily, "If Lulu agrees and calls him to come for dinner, you must not find someone to turn his experience upside down later."
"Dad." Cui Lu also pretended to be angry at this time and pushed her father gently.
"Haha, just kidding." Cui's father quickly excused himself.
"I'm warning you, the investigation is very strict now, and all inquiries will be recorded. Don't go back and find someone to check the room opening records of the young man and Cui Lu. It will not be good if the person who helped you with the inquiry will be punished later. ”
"And this kind of thing is very common among young people nowadays. You have to give your daughter some privacy." Cui's mother got into the passenger seat and educated Cui's father seriously.
"Mom, I didn't do such a thing." Cui Lu corrected her mother's joke with a shy face. ���
After Zhao Xu checked his ID card, he went directly through the gate through face recognition. When he finally sat in the first-class seat of the high-speed train, there was already a couple making love to each other sitting opposite him.
The one by the window also looks like a student, but he is dressed more maturely.
After Zhao Xu stuffed his luggage into the luggage rack above the carriage, he sat down and closed his eyes to meditate, even though he also spent last night in meditation absorbing the energy of the super-magic storm.
The breaking news he heard by chance still impacted his mind for a long time.
Zhao Xu's journey home was not long, and he arrived probably in the evening. Most of the three people on the bus next to him came from the previous station. They were of similar age and had already chatted at the same station.
"Hey, brother, come back and look for me when you pass by. I will guide you." The fashionable man said, "Several members of our group have reached level 2. We are currently preparing to go out of the city to attack powerful monsters."
As he spoke, the man told the other party some of his simple experiences in fighting monsters.
When Zhao Xu first heard this, he didn't expect that the three people he happened to meet were all Arthur players.
In other words, Arthur's popularity is not low now. It's not surprising that he meets one or two people. It's a bit of a coincidence that the three people sitting next to him are playing.
It's just that the living conditions of players are still very frustrating, and death is the norm. Even if they are level 3 or 4 accounts, not many are alive at the moment.
Zhao Xu, on the other hand, looked out the car window and saw the mountains and forests receding, confirming the differences between the two worlds.
"Hey, my friend, have you ever played Arthur?" The man sitting next to him couldn't help but ask after watching Zhao Xu remain silent since he got in the car, like a spectator.
Zhao Xu, who was suddenly interrupted from his thoughts, glanced at the fashionable man blankly and nodded, "Have fun."
"What level are you at? Although we may not be in the same town, it might be a coincidence." The man said excitedly, "This crappy game doesn't allow teleportation yet, otherwise I would have gone to join my high-player brother. , he leads people to level up and is very powerful."
As he spoke, the man couldn't help but excitedly promote his high-player brother, as if he no longer cared about Zhao Xu's level question in the first place.
In the end, the couple couldn't help but be curious, "Hey, friend, which area of Arthur are you from?"
Zhao Xu pondered for a moment and then said: "Northern Alliance, Falling Star Town, is about to go there recently."
"I'm going." The man next to him couldn't help shouting, "Is that the old awesome place? The first player's power town. I heard that the first wave of people who entered the city will be divided equally. Got a refined weapon? That starts at 300 gold coins."
"I went to dance for their concert, and the performance fee was exchanged for Arthur's gold coins. Hey, the value of gold coins in this game is too strong. My classmate said that many studios want to come in to make money, but there has never been one. Doorway.”
During the rest of the journey, the three of them chatted, and they couldn't help but complain about the troublesome aspects of the monsters they encountered.
Especially the fashionable man who boasted about it at the beginning has a mission that requires a special part of a certain monster, but it has been stuck for almost half a month.
It's just that their questions are too unpopular, and no one answered them even if they asked on the forum.
The complexity of Arthur means that many problems can only be solved according to local conditions. Without more than ten years of on-the-ground interaction, it is impossible to know how to implement them.
Zhao Xu, on the other hand, kept listening silently.
It wasn't until he arrived at his stop that he got up and carried his backpack and suitcase. But before he got out of the car, he handed the two notes he had just written by hand to the other party.
The man, who was still a little confused at first, looked at the solution on the note and his eyes were sucked in so deeply that he almost couldn't move away.
Most of the text on the note is in Chinese, except for a few key points. As if they were afraid that they would mistranslate it, they wrote it directly in Arthur's common language.
After seeing it, the man couldn't help but take a photo of the note on his hand and posted it on the forum with the title, "Which Arthur did I meet?"
After three or four months of psychological construction, when Zhao Xu saw his parents again, his expressions had calmed down as usual.
Because he knew that everything would be different when they met again seven years later.
The only thing that confused Zhao Xu was.
A girl was lying on his bed at this time, wearing pajamas with her ankles exposed, holding a piece of biscuit in her mouth, and looking through an exercise book.
"Why are you on my bed?" Zhao Xu asked.
He used this normal dialogue between the two to calm his emotions.
"Stingy guy." The girl glanced at Zhao Xu and was too lazy to talk to him anymore.
At this time, Zhao Xu's mother walked into the room, "Xiao Wei's father has a tumor and will need surgery soon. Xiao Wei's mother has to go to the hospital to take care of her recently."
"Xiao Wei is approaching the college entrance examination this year and is very nervous, so her mother asked us to temporarily stay at our house during this period." Zhao's mother said quickly.
At this time, Zhao Xu sat silently in the seat he had held for many years. At this time, the table was already piled with many trinkets of high school girls.
Mother Zhao saw that her son did not object at this moment. Knowing that there would be no problem in agreeing to her old friend and neighbor for many years, she happily went to the kitchen to cut the lotus mist for them.
Zhao Xu was sitting on his swivel chair, turned around and looked at the girl in front of him who was pretending to read a book.
"What level are you at?"
The girl who had grown up with Zhao Xu was now like a kitten with fried fur. She couldn't help but look back at Zhao Xu, "I, I didn't play Arthur."
But she immediately knew that she was cheating, and stuck out her tongue, "How did you know?"
Zhao Xu snorted coldly.
Yes, he knows.
He also knew that at the beginning of the time travel, when all living beings were like floating catkins, she had no one to rely on. In order to save her classmates, she blocked the enemy with her own body, and finally died tragically in the hands of monsters.
When they arrived, they could only watch Xiao Wei's mother holding her pale body and crying bitterly.
After writing the next big plot, it should be time-travel, and then the whole plot of the book should be half of it.
(End of chapter)