Igor blinked and seemed a little confused.
"Hey, hey... why can't you give me a drink? Oh, if I had known, I wouldn't have come..."
He finally stopped all kinds of revealing words, wiped the wine from his lips, sighed at the wine bottle in his hand, caressed it like a lover, and reluctantly took it in Backpack.
The farce is finally over.
The players who arrived later poked their heads around, wondering why Edward, the one who attracted the most attention, had a slightly ugly expression.
"There are a lot of people here today." After Anna finished watching this wonderful show, she stroked her flaming hair and smiled pure 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, I'm not talking about you, my dear Marjorie, you and everyone else It’s all different.”
"I know, Anna, but apart from 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 came next to her. .
She turned her head and looked at the woman who was approaching intentionally.
"First time we meet, I am Solena, a member of the Special Operations Section of the Joint Regiment."
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.
It is obvious that 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, an adventurer." Marjorie shook hands with this elegant woman.
"Thank you very much for coming. At such a critical moment, receiving your feedback can help us better examine the fate of mankind." Solena closed her hand as soon as she grasped it, timing it just right.
"You're welcome. I'm just an ordinary player. In such a grand future, everyone will be included. I hope to make my own voice heard." Marjorie agreed.
"You will." Solena looked at her with a smile: "This meeting is not like a traditional meeting. Considering that many participants have no experience in participating in meetings of similar scale, they have never been on Zhai Star before. Having seen such a scene, some people still took time to come temporarily. We have adopted a more free speech mode, hoping that every player can speak freely and express his or her opinions.
The world is everyone's world, every human being is an independent individual, and their thoughts are shining.
As you, the most dangerous and stressed people in the world, and also on the front lines, we should express our highest gratitude and respect. "
Marjorie felt very comfortable listening to this woman's words.
Even though she had communicated with many people on Zhai Xing before, she had never experienced such a favorable communication. It was as if the other person's voice had its own affinity, which made her involuntarily believe what the other person said and believed that the other person was completely sincere.
"Thank you for your gratitude. I think that an organization that can still unite mankind at this critical moment, maintain the bottom line of mankind, make everyone no longer an island, and awaken mankind's awareness of self-rescue is also the hope of mankind..." Marjorie Before he could finish his words of thanks, he suddenly heard the surroundings become quiet.
From somewhere, the sound of a piano suddenly sounded.
Crisp and sweet, the sound is soothing, like the tinkling of spring water and the breeze blowing on your face.
"Who is playing the piano?" Solena raised her head and pushed up her glasses: "It seems that the joint group has not arranged any relevant opening matters. Is it a temporary addition..."
Marjorie looked up.
She is good at the piano, and she heard this piece of music, it's called destiny.
It is an extremely bright star in the history of art. It is the snow lotus on the mountain top in the eyes of pianists. The extremely high difficulty of performance combined with the extremely majestic and epic tune will shock everyone who hears it.
It expresses Zhai Xing’s human beings’ longing for interstellar journeys, their expectations for the unknown future, and their nostalgia for the hot land beneath the ground.
Hope is watching, and people are connected.
The notes in the melody are beating, giving people a sense of brilliance before their eyes. It's like a tonal narrative poem, like a god slowly telling the past history of mankind.
Marjorie listened quietly, and she heard the playing of the music.
At first, its tune was melancholy, as if mankind was facing a storm, the building was about to collapse, and danger was approaching.
But soon, the passionate sound overshadowed the previous mellowness, like a trumpet blowing loudly.
Marjorie hummed softly.
The melody was so majestic and generous that she gradually couldn't keep up with it, so she sat and listened to it, looking all the way outside.
She seemed to see a flag flying high in the sky, glowing with golden edges in the sun.
And the light that shines through the edge of the flag is so brilliant that it makes people cry when listening to it.
It was as if she saw a scroll depicting human history slowly unfolding in front of her eyes, as if she saw countless evocative and tragic stories unfolding in front of her.
And amidst the wind and rain, people always believe that the future will come.
Music is a very magical thing.
She loves music, so she can naturally hear the emotions contained in the music.
Although some parts are not coherent enough, and the technique is still different from the original top pianist on Zhai Xing, but this is probably the best performer that the joint group can find.
The emotion of the piano sound is very full, with a unique sense of tolerance, which can actually make her feel a "gentle" emotion in the standard tone.
People who play the piano must love this world very much.
She raised her head, and it seemed that through the thick wall, she could see another player who was also immersed in it physically and mentally, as if he had merged with the long river of human time.
...Who could that be?
And while Marjorie was immersed in the music, the people around her seemed to be attracted to it too.
Even people who don’t know much about music can hear the emotions in the tunes.
They raised their heads and looked in the direction where the sound of the piano came from, their eyes full of curiosity.
Even the barrage viewers across a screen were frantically expressing their emotions:
【It's on fire! 】
【It sounds great! So cool! Which piano master is this? Are they the ones I thought of? 】
【Humanity will win! Humanity will win! We will definitely make it to the end! 】
[The self-rescue meeting is really good, and there is an opening song...]
[I have always been sad and desperate before, but after seeing a scene like this, where everyone is sitting together and working together to find a way to save themselves... I feel that the future is really promising. 】
[Humanity has gone through thousands of years of history and has overcome many difficulties. There is no need to accept your fate here! 】
【Yes! Any copy of the underworld, any points progress bar, just pass it over! 】
[No one can be alone, and no one can stay out of it. We are not alone players earning points, 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 barbarism. We should not become a group of animals fighting each other just because of a game...]
【Stand by and help each other to overcome the difficulties together. That’s right, we are all the future! 】
【……】
In the sound of the piano, people slowed down their pace and softened their tone.
The flow of people at the four doors seemed to be at its last minute. The time hand pointed to eight o'clock in the evening, and the waiting time was about to end.
After the empty chairs in the conference room were gradually filled with more than half of the people, the music of the piano was coming to an end.
Marjorie counted a total of seventy-three people sitting in the conference room. More than thirty of them were wearing formal clothes, and a few were wearing uniforms that seemed to belong to some organization. Other than that, there were just a few people. They are players wearing all kinds of fancy clothes.
There should be at least thirty people who are among the top 100 players in the world.
As the piano played, a middle-aged man with a silver star on his shoulder slowly walked onto the stage from the space left by the round table.
His figure is as tall and straight as a poplar tree, and his smile is as friendly as sunshine, giving people a strong sense of closeness.
"Good evening everyone."
Without a series of speeches or a long list of titles, his opening remarks were simple and concise, and successfully attracted a round of applause.
Some players who acted drowsily and dressed like gangsters seemed to be interested and sat up from their paralyzed chairs.
Mizushima Kawa Sora, who was wearing a kimono embroidered with light pink cherry blossoms, raised her head. Above her knees, there was a long black sword.
There is a seat beside her, but there is no one in the empty seat at this time. There is only a bouquet of blood roses, as if waiting for someone.
She looked at the middle-aged man speaking on the stage, and her hand holding the long knife tightened.
"Welcome everyone to take some time out of your busy schedule to attend the discussion on the future of human self-rescue initiated by the United Group." The man on the stage continued:
“Thank you to the world’s top players who came to attend the conference and the joint sponsor group for their support.”
"I am Wilson, former staff officer of the Joint Chiefs of Staff Operations Department of Eagle Nation, military rank brigadier general, service branch Eagle Nation Marine Corps."
"...But these are all things that happened before."
"Now, I am the leader of the joint group, Wilson, the initiator of this meeting."
"We are gathered here for a common goal, hoping to envision the future of mankind."
"This is not my opinion. On the contrary, I am just a guide. The United Group believes that everyone here has their own ideas and encourages everyone to speak freely."
"This conference will be broadcast live in its entirety. The live broadcast room is completely open to one billion humans. The live broadcast has now started."
"If non-participants have any suggestions or comments about this meeting, they are welcome to put them forward in the live broadcast room or submit them to the World Forum."
“The world is a world for everyone and requires everyone’s thinking.”
At this point, he paused slightly.
The sound of the piano continued, high and surging, like a gradually unfolding flag, making his powerful words particularly loud and thick.
At this time, applause broke out. Driven by the applause, even the lazy bastard-like players raised their hands and clapped a few times.
After the applause, Wilson continued:
"——I often wonder, 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 "Human Stars Shine"——"
"[The greatest luck in a person's life is to discover his calling in the middle of his life, that is, when he is young and strong.]"
"We are lucky that we are in the prime of life - at least physically, we are no longer aging. Even children are no longer fragile."
“We’re lucky that we also found our calling.”
"——Going to the end and making all human beings reach the required points. This is our current mission and our responsibility to the other 6.5 billion unselected human beings."
"We are one billion chosen lucky and unfortunate ones, and we bear the responsibility to save them and win back our hometown."
"Even if this happens, our bodies will fall on the road, our blood will be spread everywhere, and the roads we have walked will be full of our own tombstones."
"——As long as we still have a chance to go on, we must let everyone witness the coming of the future."
“[Facing the ashes of the victims, noble people will shed tears].”
"Whether we're an adventure gamer, a side pro gamer, or a casual gamer."
"Whether we were soldiers, students, or other people."
"The task of accumulating progress bars for all human beings has been imposed on each of us. The little accumulation of each of us may be gathered into the river of self-redemption in the end of the year."
"Take opportunity as the ladder and truth as the goal."
"Discover yourself and reflect on yourself. Remember the history and create the future together."
"This era of coexistence of crises and opportunities is closely related to each of us."
“In 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 called [human beings] are fellow travelers on this ship."
"One billion people work together to make the world cool."
"The sun and stars line the sky."
"——This is the worst of times and the best of times."
After Wilson finished speaking, he made a "pop" sound, straightened up, and saluted.
The audience burst into applause.
As if their hands were red, several people were filled with tears and were very moved.
Even the few players who looked like gangsters sat up slightly and looked serious.
They also seemed to feel the weight contained in this organization, which calls itself a "human self-help organization" and takes "let more people live better" as its program.
"——Here, I would like to thank the initiator of the Joint Mission, the General Staff Department, the General Political Department, the General Support Department, the General Science and Technology Department, and the General Liaison Department of the Joint Mission for their support. I would like to thank the Human Self-Rescue Research Group for their technical support, and thank all the Evergreens Technical support from universities, independent societies, research institutes of major multinational companies in world research centers, and members of central research institutes in various countries.”
Wilson continued: "Before the meeting started, the joint group had compiled the main topics and relevant arguments of the meeting into a book, bound it, and placed it in front of every participant.
In later meetings, we will have a free discussion on the topics in the order written in the booklet.
The meeting recorders are in place. They will record the entire meeting and record the remarks of each speaker.
The entire meeting will be broadcast live, and the current popularity has reached 600 million, the highest popularity ever.
Countless eyes and endless people are looking at us, and we are closely related to them.
Please speak freely while also paying attention to the impact. "
He said and suddenly laughed.
“However, before the meeting begins, there is one person we need to thank.
Thanks to him - before the human self-rescue organization was established, before the panicked people gathered in time, he stood up and became the goal that countless people followed and worked hard for.
His words at the opening ceremony were inspiring, and along the way, his theories have become standards recognized by many today.
No matter what the future holds, his contribution is indelible.
Before he fails, he will always be the biggest contributor to the overall points progress bar, the pillar of the free sky, and the guide for the future of mankind. "
Marjorie's eyes were filled with surprise and she opened her mouth slightly.
...She seemed to understand who Wilson was talking about.
Edward raised his head, holding the long knife tightly.
All the people turned their eyes and looked in the direction of Wilson's gaze.
Three doors on all sides were closed, leaving only one door open.
"At the same time... we also want to thank," Wilson smiled: "Thank him for bringing us a song before the meeting, the exciting "Destiny"——"
"Even if we are far away from home, human beings will always love their homeland."
"The mountains and rivers are in different lands, but the wind and moon are in the same sky."
As he spoke, the piano music that had been playing came to an end and stopped completely.
The last sound of rest was like gold and iron clashing, with an extremely awe-inspiring meaning.
The song "Destiny" has come to an end.
In front of the open door, a figure slowly appeared.
Facing the room full of light, he seemed to be bathed in light, with a tall and tall figure.
The young man in a white suit walked into the room under everyone's gaze.
The halo was like a white dove flapping its wings, and the stream was flowing, slowly entering his dark eyes, flowing in his eyes, and the clear light was clear.
Under the dim light, his extraordinarily deep eyes revealed an approachable gentleness and tolerance.
Marjorie looked into the young man's eyes and felt a little absent-minded for a moment.
Something seemed to break before her eyes, and a cool clarity seemed to flow in. She suddenly felt her heart beating very fast, not a heartbeat, but like feathers flying messily in her chest, making her feel uneasy.
Under the bright lights of the conference room, his eyes were as pure as gemstones, with an innate warmth. He simply stood there, his whole body shining like the sun.
Such people are born to be under the light.
Countless eyes stared at the door, as if it had turned this place into a pilgrimage center.
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 something.
“We are all watchers chasing the dawn.”
…
"——And some people are born to be guides in the night."
