:Golden House

"I admit, I have had a daydream about you. ∮∮text∮,"

"This sentence comes from Margaret Atwood's "The Blind Assassin", a book written by a woman. I think it may also be a book written for women. Perhaps we should not limit one to a specific gender, because it is too impolite for the author's management, the energy and imagination consumed by readers...."

Sadako Yamamura stroked Su Jingbaijing's shoulder with her fingers.

"I actually really want to be a writer, a female writer, and be able to write excellent novels that can heal people's hearts. However, maybe I am too unintentional and easily influenced by others. Every time I write something, I will be influenced by the books I have read. It is even like a replica, because...ah, I like those works so much that I can't help but write exactly like them. This kind of plagiarism... no, maybe it should be said that it is... imitation, which makes me always unable to write my own works."

"However, sometimes, I feel that the reason why these works have enduring power is that they can cast their own shadows in the hearts of countless readers and change readers forever... I am one of the people who have been changed by these books. Rather than being the author, I think I am more like a...reader. I am not boasting, I like reading books very much. I think this is also an amazing ability and appreciation ability. I can read the author's heart from the lines of each book, just like reading people with spiritual energy."

"Oh? That's really amazing." Su Jing lay in the bathhouse and covered his face with a hot towel. Su Luo's increasingly crazy training made him exhausted, his body full of strength, but his spirit was exhausted. Even if it was too Chong's true energy, the mental power that could be restored in a short period of time had its limits.

"Do you want to listen? I imitate the sentences." Sadako Yamamura gently put her lips to his ear, "I remember all these paragraphs in my heart, and I dare not even write them on paper, or type them out with a keyboard..."

"Look at me with your ears."

I admit, I had a daydream about you.

One evening, while I was cutting vegetables, you came back early. Holding your favorite pair of leather shoes, I changed into slippers at the door. I would walk slowly forward because I could no longer walk too fast and took the briefcase in your hand. Your smile was still as confident and calm as I first met you. Your short black jacket and gray suit pants, and the red umbrella with a slightly crooked umbrella, shaking off the rain, while emitting a pleasant moisture.

I will kiss your face, you are still as handsome as the day we met, and the wrinkles have not reduced your appearance. Instead, they have turned you into a mature and elegant puzzle. I feel ashamed of myself in front of you, because my Zhaohua has long since fascinated with the years. I am no longer the beauty who can fascinate you, but a wrinkled ordinary old lady, surrounded by an apron, with broken vegetable leaves in her hands, and her head is as if snowflakes have fallen too early.

But I no longer ask for youth back, I have spent such a lifetime. Our children have grown up and lived in apartments not far from here. And I can make a cup of hot tea for you on such a rainy day. Let the pain chew on our knees, and snuggle with each other and grow old slowly.

"...No, I won't say it anymore. I don't think I don't have the talent of a writer." Sadako Yamamura sighed long, "I... cannot restore that feeling. Because, every time I pick up a pen, I can't help but add you to the story, and as long as you have your story, I can't write a tragedy. I resist the appearance of tragedy, and tragedy, or the sense of tragedy. The greatest and most beautiful type of all stories. And I... I'm afraid I can only write a 'Prince and princess live happily together forever'. I'm afraid I can't even write such a happy story. My melancholy and introverted personality can only make half-baked works."

"Don't say that." Su Jing couldn't help but touch her head, "I also like comedy. Comedy sells well, but overall, you will have more readers than those tragic writers."

"Haha...haha..." Both of them couldn't help laughing.

"Really, I think the sales volume of the reunion story is better than that of the tragic story." Su Jing happily stirred up waves in the bath with his hands. "We are all dissatisfied with our lives, or want to fill the void in our lives. Therefore, we look for some comfort in the fictional world. Compared with tragic and beautiful stories, I think a happy and happy story is more satisfying to this need from the perspective of the public. Therefore, there are seemingly vulgar content in online novels, leveling up and stepping on people... The fictional world is something different from the real world. In the real world, we may not be rewarded, but in the story constructed by the novelist, our incarnation of the protagonist will be rewarded. Just like a game, if we work hard, we will definitely be able to succeed."

"On the other hand, I find it easy for me to like the characters in my works." Sadako Yamamura also laughed. "When I like the characters in my works, I can't bear to arrange an unfortunate ending for them. Because that makes me feel too heartbroken. Perhaps soft-hearted people are not suitable to be authors. If they are actually published... and put on the bookshelf, I'm afraid there will be seniors in the industry who scold me for being 'so young'."

"Can you?"

"Yes. But I think I'm afraid there will be no many people reading my story, because I can only write stories of reunion from the three vulgarities, which are very vulgar and will never reach the level of a true masterpiece." Sadako Yamamura said melancholy, "But I may be able to write fairy tales for the children. I think I'll be very good at writing that."

"You stole my dream career. There was a time when my dream was to be a fairy tale writer." Su Jing smiled, "I have collected many hidden fairy tales, "The Swamp King's Children", "The Cold Heart"... Sometimes I look through those stories and think about what kind of adults will those children in history grow up by watching these strange stories?"

"You are just a big child yourself." Sadako Yamamura gently scratched his lower abdomen.

"Yes, Peter Pan. Sometimes I feel like I am imitating Peter Pan, becoming a person who will never grow up, to escape the terrible adult world." Su Jing crossed his hands on his chest and fell into deep thought. "But I still grew up reluctantly now. Do you still remember the Never Island where the angels lived last time? Speaking of which, where are the children who cannot grow up on that island? What about the pirates and Indians? And the beasts and the little fairies, where have they gone?"

"Maybe drunk in the strip club." Thinking of the interesting angels, Sadako Yamamura also smiled. "It is said that the demons of hell should be wearing ninja outfits. I don't know if they have changed now or are like the same as before. I hope they have not changed at all. I haven't worn ninja outfits yet."

"It's time to grow up." Su Jing sank himself into the water and spit out many bubbles. When he floated up again, Su Jing looked a lot more energetic. "When I talk about it, I remembered a few poems. Nabokov. I used to like it very much, and even wrote it on Aluo's waist."

Needless to say, Sadako Yamamura already knew what those few poems were. She had seen them on the slender and thrilling waist of Chihong Wuji. They were short poems with five elements, tattooed on her back. These five poems with floral characters looked unmoving compared to the large black flame tattoo on her body, which impressed her very deeply.

I'm thinking about the European bison and angels,

Thinking about the secret of lasting pigments.

The sonnet of the prophet,

The shelter of art,

This is the only eternity you and I can share.

"What's this?"

Outside the bathroom, Lu Mengyao, who was blowing her head, suddenly said that Su Luo was sitting on a small chair washing her hair. When she heard her talking, the white foam was slowly sliding down from her for a long time.

"What did you say?"

"These poems on your waist."

"...I've been tattooed before. I'll almost forget if you don't say it, and I can't see this place normally." Su Luo shook her head and continued to rub her head. "It seems that she was dug out from some book. It's a bit old."

"Ah, taking a good shower is really refreshing."

After bathing, the plane travelers gathered again in the conference room, holding iced drinks in their hands. They were dressed casually. The new conference room of the Traveler Fortress could see the scenery outside. Outside the huge reinforced glass porthole, the blue earth could be seen slowly rotating. Su Luo's head had not dried yet and it was difficult to dry. At this moment, he was constantly combing with his hands scattered with warm true energy.

The issue we are going to discuss today is our next move." Su Jing pinched a can of cool beer with three fingers. "We have now established a considerable base in the radiation world. In the past few months, the energy collected every day has filled the backup energy library of the Traveler Fortress. The new energy system has also been launched, and the daily output is enough for the current personnel consumption... On this basis, we can already go to the rest of the base world to find clues to the rest of the adventurer society."

"Yes." The magician's head was drying the fastest, and was cleaning his ears with an ear-digging spoon. "The question now is which world should we choose."

"Didn't Ajing try to go to the matrix two days ago?" Gaiqi sat cross-legged on a chair in a loose shirt, "How is the result?"

"It cannot be transmitted to enter." Su Jing rubbed his eyebrows, "No matter from any aspect, the matrix has a considerable possibility... it has been destroyed. I tend to think that its data still exists in a certain time and space in the universe, but the departure of the gods and demons made its external port collapse. In the usual way, I am afraid that it will not be able to enter the data matrix of the past. Therefore, we still have to start contacting the rest of the base world."

"Let's find it one by one." Su Luo shrugged, "Anyway, the exploration plan has been determined. I will send the masters to the next level to ensure that the time and space positioning can be started after '6', and teleported Yollman Gund over. With our current strength, who else can't beat the gods and demons?"

This is indeed a pretty tempting suggestion.

"In the moment when the gold-level concept is untouchable, it is difficult for us to steadily locate a certain universe, and only through the technical support of Yorman Gund, can we steadily transmit it to a certain universe in a certain space-time. Below, we list a table to determine the universe we are about to go to."

This table has been carefully considered many times, including Marvel World, the main base world where everyone has been for the longest; and the "Martial God" world of the combined base world of red force; it also includes the headquarters of the Philosopher Kingdom, the headquarters of the Tower of Babel, the headquarters of the Angels, the core area of ​​the endless hell, and the hell of the "Divine Comedy". The coordinates of all the worlds are the worlds that everyone has recorded.

"Will it all be too difficult?" Sadako Yamamura raised objections. "These worlds gather the best adventurers, and if there is a problem, it is also a very troublesome problem. Although we are strong enough, we should choose a base world with less difficulty at the beginning."

"Our strength is enough for us to take risks. Similarly, the huge base world usually has more clues, more information, and more adventurers." Lu Mengyao said that magicians rarely smiled happily. "Most of my collaborators are in New York. These people collect information for me, and if I can recover information from them, I believe that it can give us a good understanding of the current world situation."

"You're right."

"One of our problems is that we lack intelligence and lack the grasp of the current world. If we are always in a corner, it is not impossible to shrink here. However, we need to find the 'key' of the universe one step faster than others, and we must take some risks." Su Jing frowned slightly, "Xiaoqi, you stay here to guard the house, responsible for supervising the adventurers on the ground and Yorman Gundry. Xiao Sadako, you must also stay in the Traveler Fortress..."

"I can create a clone intelligence to control the fortress, no problem." Sadako Yamamura raised her hand, "I think...I want to participate in the exploration action, too. My abilities will be very useful."
Chapter completed!