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Chapter 431: Chapter 428: "Happy Birthday.

"Hmm," Su Ming’an replied.

"I can’t hear you," Noel stretched out his hand, pretending the wind was too loud.

"Happy."

"You gotta speak up; I can’t hear you."

The night wind lifted Noel’s golden hair, the dim light of the blood-red signboard filtering through his strands.

He turned his face to look this way, his Demon Fox mask hiding his radiant smile.

"...Wait a minute." Lin Yin couldn’t hold back and chuckled, "Can you guys not play out this sort of scene from a drama? Isn’t it awkward?"

"Awkward," Lv Shu agreed.

"Su Ming’an—" Noel completely ignored Lin Yin’s interruption.

He leaned on the railing of the observation deck, his body almost tilting as if he had let go of all his strength.

His hands reached out beyond the deck, as though embracing the cold wind of the chilly night.

Seeing his actions, Su Ming’an was reminded of the Adventurers in the high sky amidst a snowstorm, embracing death and risk.

...Noel was a young, fearless, resolute, and shrewd Adventurer.

"Su Ming’an—Who made you the happiest today?"

Noel’s voice drifted over with the light snow.

A bright red cord fluttered behind his head, adding a touch of rose red in the night.

"Huh." Lin Yin let out an ambiguous snicker, "That’s a lethal question."

Such a question was akin to asking who you’d save first if your girlfriend and mother both fell into the water, and he asked it in front of the whole team no less.

"Who made me the happiest?" Su Ming’an pondered for a moment.

Under the slightly expectant gazes of the three, he said, "Myself, I guess."

He truly thought so.

"Happiness" was a subjective emotion that one derived for themselves, and if someone was to claim mastery over stirring up such emotions, it had to be himself.

"Ah, what a sly answer," Noel seemed a bit deflated.

"Sly! The sly Number One Player," Lin Yin immediately chimed in.

Noel removed his mask.

They were on the outermost railing where no one else was paying attention, so Noel’s action was not much of a risk.

"Ming’an—I’m going to ask an offensive question," he shouted, "Do you like Lin Yin?"

Su Ming’an: "..."

Su Ming’an: "Hmm?"

Even Lin Yin, with her little Demon face, was stunned by the question.

"Huh?" she raised an eyebrow, "Noel, are you drunk?"

"Ah... It seems, indeed, that everyone in our little team is destined to be a loner," Noel seemed somewhat disappointed; he didn’t get the response he was hoping for from the two, "I thought we could match up, what a pity, what a pity, such a pity."

"And you want to stay in the team every day to get your fill of dog food?" Lin Yin laughed heartily, instantly rejecting the notion thrice over, "Dream on, that’s never happening, dammit."

She was not someone who couldn’t distinguish between camaraderie and romance.

Matching up every pair of opposite sexes encountered was a romance-brain audience’s thought, but she wouldn’t think that way.

True love was not something you could just create by pairing people up arbitrarily—if she wasn’t interested, that was that.

Many more complex emotions lay on top of the so-called liking.

After a few jokes, they comfortably moved past the topic.

After leaving Pearl Tower, they arrived at their accommodation for the night, a hot spring inn.

This was also truly the last stop in a meaningful sense.

Passing through a bamboo path, they arrived at the hot spring surrounded by rocks, with the scent of sulfur and milk floating in the air.

This was not a bathhouse; it wasn’t about bathing naked in the hot springs, and without much thought to gender differences, they quickly soaked in the hot spring pool after changing into yukatas.

"When I was little, my parents often brought me to places like this to learn tea ceremony," Lv Shu explained.

"Yeah, I remember when my family came for meetings, they’d let me run wild here," Lin Yin nodded in agreement.

The group chatted sporadically, each person very relaxed.

The warmth of the steam rose.

Through the faint mist, their faces were not very clear in the night, as if they were separated by a great distance, giving an illusion of remoteness.

Clear streams of water slipped away from between Su Ming’an’s fingers.

He had never been to a hot spring before.

His father passed away early, and his mother, no different from a madman, never took him to such places.

He hadn’t even been to an amusement park, let alone a hot spring.

He looked up.

Under the night sky, the shadows of the trees nearby were pitch black, like the claws of a gigantic beast reaching out from the darkness.

But through the vast night, he could see the extremely clear, high-contrast red sign.

It stood like a lighthouse in the quiet of the night, visible to anyone who looked up.

[Number One Player, happy birthday.]

[May your martial success be long-lasting.]

...These were the true hearts of everyone who had planned and raised funds, expressing their sentiments.

They were the sincere blessings they had carefully prepared for him for this day.

They were earnestly hoping he would continue on, in a manner that was unstoppable, decisive, powerful, fearless, firm, and resolute from start to finish.

——He saw it.

Suddenly, under his gaze, the sign began to change.

As if reaching a predefined time, the monotonous blessing sentences slowly faded, and the visuals on that huge screen began to shift.

The first to appear was the gentle smiling top-ranking Player Lu.

"Happy birthday, Number One Player." His voice seemed to be amplified, echoing through the night sky, audible even at the hot spring inn far from the sign.

"This is..." Su Ming’an was surprised.

"This isn’t my arrangement," Noel said, "it must be a ’surprise’ that someone else prepared for you. A compilation of everyone’s wishes, edited together—it’s actually a pretty nice collective gift."

"..." Su Ming’an looked towards the bright sign that stood out against the night.

Just like him, the people strolling on the streets, those waiting on the lawn for the fireworks show, and those sitting by the window chatting and laughing, all began to look up at the brilliance in the night.

On the distant large screen, the images continued to change.

The blessings went on.

"Happy birthday, Su Ming’an, it’s been a pleasure interacting with you in the Seventh World."

With blond hair and fiery red eyes resembling a blooming rose, Iris smiled into the camera.

"Su Ming’an, happy... birthday."

Sitting upright in front of the camera, dressed in Lolita fashion, Yamada Machiichi spoke with a soft but firm voice.

"Happy birthday. See you in the Eighth World."

Eni, appearing displeased but still speaking with a tilted face to the camera.

"Happy birthday, strongest Number One Player, your plot line is perfect."

Top-ranking Player Atlanda with a hearty smile.

"Happy birthday~ Number One Player."

"Happy birthday~ Number One Player."

Shoulder to shoulder, the twin brothers waved at the camera as if they were mirroring each other.

"Happy birthday, Number One Player."

Wu Zhiyu from the Yangtze System, dressed in a black uniform and sipping tea, smiled and gestured.

"Wishing you a smooth journey ahead, Number One Player."

Hubert put down the pen he was holding.

"..."

"..."

Countless renowned players’ images, gathered together in this recorded footage.

Their birthday wishes, having been edited and compiled, were condensed onto the light screen in the night. The grandeur of it took every player who saw it by surprise.

They craned their necks, looking up, fixated on the ever-changing screen, oblivious even as their drinks went cold in their hands.

"My goodness..."

Soft exclamations resonated throughout the land in the darkness of the night.

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