Chapter 118 (1/2)

Tombstone at The Northern Sea

Of course, the journal was not the only content. There were also various color printed photos. The photos were made of high-grade paper, perfectly preserved in a photo album. Surprisingly, on it was countless in-game screenshots containing sceneries from “Eternal War”. Within it, there was the sky castle, the unfathomable abyss, the vast dunes, the southern Alps, the northern isles…

The online gaming world of “Eternal War” was widely known for its magnificent beauty. It had almost achieved the pinnacle of online gaming graphics. Even the main storyline and the side stories were remarkable.

Initially, plenty of players had started playing this game purely as a stand-alone game. It was absolutely capable of providing the atmosphere of a huge 3D console game. The truth was that, the games that Yu Shengfan played mostly were the stand-alone games. To her, playing alone quietly was good enough, and there was no need for her to interact with others. After all, everyone hated her.

There were also some players who treated their in-game roles as casual passerbys, simply traveling and sightseeing “Eternal War”, not getting involved in any conflicts. This game was actually also a game catered for couples. Plenty of couples had played this game together, exploring places of wonder for couple selfies. It was exceptionally romantic.

Within this compilation of sceneries by Yu Shengfan, that beautiful swordmistress would often be featured. Her appearance embodied the beauty of a heroine made perfect. She clearly prioritized beauty above the attributes of her equipment. The one who stood beside her had to be an assassin character, emanating a dark and mysterious aura all over him.

Although they did not look like a couple, together they stood on the highest peak of the sky castle, overlooking all beings through the spreaded sea of clouds. Together, they stood, side-by- side, facing the deepest pit of the unfathomable abyss. Together, they stood among the vast dunes that merely served as a hunting ground. Together, they were silhouetted, enjoying sunrise and sunset at the highest peak of the southern Alps. Finally, on a mysterious isle in the northern seas, a tombstone was built by Yu Shengfan herself.

She had laughed and said that she would want to be buried here if she dies… Of course, Lin Feng had thought that his Little Fish was joking, how would a character in the game die? Even if they accidentally die, at most, they would lose some money and experience points.

He did not know that Little Fish never died before, even once in the game. She told Lin Feng that if she is ever killed in the game, then she might actually be dead. Simply because The world she lived in was the gaming world.

Lin Feng felt that this “Internet Addicted Girl” was even addicted than he was, but to him, it was not a bad thing at all. That was because the gaming world had unlimited wonders and possibilities, while the real world was just a continuous loop. There is not much difference between spending a lifetime compared to spending a day. This was because most people are repetitively doing the same old boring job like robots for every single day of their lives.

Reality was just a crappy game!

The only time Little Fish ‘s character died was in the final duel facing Lin Feng. It was as if it was an inevitable destiny for her.

At that moment, Lin Feng had never even thought of this. The free arena they were in had no death penalties.

In a mysterious isle further far north of the northern seas, Little Fish used her ethereal voice of a little girl and sang to Lin Feng-

If there’s still a time before darkness comes

I want to forget your eyes

Spending my pathetic life

With dreams left unattained

Waking up to this ridiculous life

Drifting southwards over the southern mountains, falling off the north with sorrow

The southern mountains covered by grain stacks

Blown by the southern winds over to the northern seas

To a sea-full of tombstones

Lin Feng had never heard of this song, but it cried out to his heart. He never thought that a noisy little missy like Little Fish would sing something this melancholic and abstract.

Such a song did not match Little Fish’s style. For someone belligerent like her who welcomed a life of rowdiness and stirring up trouble, she should be singing something bright and lively.