Black Tech Internet Cafe System

The great war at the beginning had a huge impact on the entire world. Although the golden spiritual rain repaired most of the damaged parts of the entire world, it also made the wounds and diseases of the people bathed in this spiritual rain disappear. , but there are still people who sacrificed heroically. For example, under Shen Gongbao's persuasion, several venerables who brought various magic weapons to the Yuanyuan Network Club were plotted against by the enemy's backhands in the magic weapons earlier, and before the war started Then he died.

And Gu Tingyun also retaliated because of the nail-headed Seven Arrows Book, reincarnated in reincarnation, and re-entered the gate of Haotian Academy to practice.

Of course, there are also beneficiaries.

Although other walks of life outside of the human world benefited from this rather little, a certain Valkyrie who could only lie in the pool suddenly trembled slightly with her fingertips.

"I... I can move?!" Sure enough, the arm was able to move, and the breathing became short of breath, "After I recover, I will..."

"Wait, it seems to be eight o'clock! Let's see what show is playing in the store today!" Suddenly, he thought of something, and quickly cast a spell to see the big screen in the store broadcasting live to the leisure area.

Immediately, only a burst of music was heard: "I still can't break up with you...Let us be companions in the world of mortals, and live happily ever after..."

I saw four big characters "Han Zhu Ge Ge" on the big screen!

"???"

"What kind of drama is this?!" He quickly lay down and watched it intently.

...

As for the former gods... those who were on the list of gods.

At this moment, in the most dangerous cracks in the world where the sky is full of robbery and thunder, and where even the golden spiritual rain cannot fall, he is busy day and night tirelessly, contributing his strength to restore this world to its original state.

Many years later, if their sins are cleared one day, they will eventually return to the Conferred God Stage again, and shoulder the responsibility of protecting this world.

...

At this time, Boss Fang's entire Internet cafe and various games and movies have become popular all over the world, and arcade games and mobile games are even sold to all walks of life.

Times have changed.

Some of the former old players work in the store nearby. Shen Qingqing is working as the director of the culture department and external propaganda department of the network club; Dong Qingli, the owner of the pavilion, under the suggestion of Boss Fang, made the food into a chain and drove it to all over the world.

Some are no longer young and ignorant, and have their own ideals and careers. For example, Song Qingfeng and his two friends, Lin Shao and Xu Luo, Song Qingfeng joined the expedition team of the ruins outside the sky to explore the secrets of the whole world; Shao Ze returned to Lingyun Academy, a former student who is now a teacher; Xu Luo devotes himself to the research of the mainland's ancient sites, dedicated to exploring and restoring the forgotten ancient history of the mainland, and formed his own archaeological team.

Some take off the heavy burden on their shoulders, like Nalan Hongwu, who really cares for his life and is unrestrained in the world.

Others have become entertainment or technology anchors, bringing exciting game guides and pleasant laughter to people all over the world.

Even free warriors like Liang Shi and Fatty Wang Tai now have their own property and family, and are busy running around for it.

Of course, Nalan Mingxue, who is now in charge of one of the largest industries in the world-handheld games, is indispensable.

Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer opportunities for everyone to make an appointment to get together, to have a one-night famine and discuss a whole day's game strategy like in the past, maybe... it is no longer there.

Another year was approaching, Boss Fang sat on the sofa by the window and lit a cigarette for himself.

Customers coming and going are still bustling and endless.

"There's a new chicken game in the shop recently, have you played it yet?" A few teenagers aged 12 or 13 were outside the shop, wearing the costumes of several nearby families, with a badge of Lingyun Academy hanging on their chests. Come outside.

"League of Legends has released a limited edition skin, and it is said that there is a blind man who is the heir of the dragon!" Inside the store, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy said.

"I'm going to buy the Sea God Needle and the Monkey King!" another boy said.

"I heard that Teacher Wu from Shengjing Academy brought Luke for free today!" Several figures came in from outside, "Hurry up, hurry up, you won't be able to draw water if it's too late!"

...

At this time, there was light snow falling outside the window, Boss Fang raised his head, a certain funny ball in the store would still go out wrapped in a quilt, but the active players in the store were no longer the same group as before.

That was their youth, and more or less, I also saw some shadows of myself in them.

After smoking a cigarette, Boss Fang looked at the people coming and going in the store a little lonely, and suddenly looked back only to realize that it has been more than ten years since he came to this world before he knew it.

Looking at these teenagers coming and going, sometimes I can't help but miss myself when I was young in the Internet cafe.

At this time, I saw Su Tianji off the live broadcast, took off the virtual device, ordered two cappuccinos, and walked over from the counter.

Outside the store, Lin Shao, dressed in a strong suit, walked over from the store with his head full of snow and dust, patted the snowflakes on his body, and said with a smile: "A student secretly went out to hunt monsters and beasts. Dangerous, find someone to delay."

He looked around: "I'm not late, am I?"

"It's okay, okay." Boss Fang smiled, "You are second."

"Hey! It's really early for you!" An Huwei opened the store door, glanced at the leisure area, then glanced to the side, and was taken aback, "Brother Liang, how are you doing?"

Liang Shi also came in from outside the store: "Oh, hey, it's the end of the year, there are quite enough things."

Nalan Hongwu, the eldest princess Ji Yu, Mo Tianxing, Ningbi, Xu Zixin, Shen Qingqing from Banbianchengdian, etc...

There was an endless stream of people. They put away their umbrellas, took off their coir raincoats, ordered a cup of their favorite drink, and gathered on the sofa in the leisure area, just like...

Same year.

"They're all very busy now." Boss Fang smiled and extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand, "I booked a private room in the Qingfengmingyue Pavilion. It's rare for everyone to come back today. Tomorrow is the New Year's Eve. Let’s all have a New Year’s Eve dinner here in advance today!”

"Hahaha! Good!"

"This store is still so lively..."

"It's more lively!"

"Boss, where is Xiaoyue?" Su Tianji asked.

"I asked her to go to Qingfengmingyue Pavilion to order something to eat."

"Huh? There are still fewer people?" An Huwei looked left and right, "Where is Song Qingfeng?"

"It is said that it started yesterday, and it should arrive today."

Pushing open the door of the store and looking out, I saw a young man in military uniform, nearly thirty years old, at the end of the street, with a bit of vicissitudes on his face, and the once handsome face also showed traces of weather-beaten years. There was also a scar next to his eyes, and he gave a military salute to everyone with a sophistication all over his body.

"Song... Young Master Song!?"

"Hahahaha! You bastard, why have you become unrecognizable!"

"Let's go, my brothers, let's have a few drinks today!"

"If you don't get drunk, you won't return!"

Boss Fang said: "Everyone is not drunk today!"

"oh--!"

"Hahahahaha...!"

Their figures, at the end of the road, gradually fade away...

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After the beginning of spring, Boss Fang also handed over the burden of the Internet cafe to his subordinates, while he himself, carrying a simple backpack, walked to a distant place.

Perhaps, it is to realize the wish of the past, to see all the great rivers and mountains, or perhaps, to find the way to return to the previous world... Who knows?

I saw a figure standing in front of them as if they had made an appointment.

In the twilight, the wind blew over her cold face, raised the corners of her plain white clothes, and the snowflakes fell on her shoulders, but she felt an incomparably relaxed feeling of being relieved of her burden. She only heard a slightly flat and gentle voice saying: " go now?"

"OK."