The King's Avatar: Su Muqiu Returns to Revitalize Excellent Era

Perhaps because his circumstances over the past few months had been so terrible, Tao Xuan was feeling extremely depressed. Today, with Su Muqiu's return, Tao Xuan wanted to get drunk and release the pressure in his heart.

The 53-degree Moutai, a type of soy sauce-flavored liquor, came in a small cup, about an ounce, which Tao Xuan downed in one gulp.

Su Muqiu exclaimed "Good!" and picked up his cup, downing it in one gulp.

"Good wine!" Su Muqiu exclaimed.

Ye Xiu, Su Mucheng, and Qiu Fei were stunned. They picked up their orange juices and downed them in one gulp. Qiu Fei, not wanting to lose face in front of his newly acquainted older brother, deliberately made the orange juice taste like strong liquor.

Ye Xiu finished a glass of orange juice, then skillfully pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. With a flick of his finger, a cigarette obediently flew out. Ye Xiu opened his mouth, caught it precisely, and lit it with his lighter in his left hand. This series of cigarette-lighting movements was fluid and graceful, showcasing the skill of a seasoned smoker.

"Want one?" Ye Xiu asked.

"Let's have one." Tao Xuan and Su Muqiu both lit one.

Before Su Muqiu's stroke of luck, he didn't smoke or drink. Smoking and drinking were far too extravagant for a poor boy.

After striking it rich, Su Muqiu arrived in another world, spending his days amidst blood and fire, and mastering both smoking and drinking as stress relievers.

In the blink of an eye, the three men began puffing out clouds of smoke.

After finishing one bottle of Maozi, Tao Xuan opened another.

Su Muqiu was already slightly drunk. Pointing to the scar on his face, he said, "This was during my first year there. We encountered an invasion, and a bullet grazed my face. If I hadn't dodged quickly, I would have been killed."

Tao Xuan was already a little drunk, his face flushed, and he poured himself another glass, trembling: "Come on, Mu Qiu, let's drink another glass to this scar."

"This scar on my thigh was from shrapnel; at the time..."

Tao Xuan then poured more wine: "Mu Qiu, another cup."

"This scar on my stomach..."

Su Muqiu drank a full cup after each sentence, and Tao Xuan drank a cup with him, then immediately filled his cup.

Su Muqiu had so many scars on his body that they were almost countless and could not be fully described. He drank one cup of wine after another without end.

Tao Xuan was completely drunk; his hands were shaking so badly he couldn't even pour the wine.

Su Mucheng's eyes were already red from crying. She took the wine bottle and silently poured wine for the two men.

Ye Xiu listened silently to Su Muqiu's story, a cigarette between his fingers. One cigarette after another was lit, the smoke rising endlessly, like the unbreakable longing of the past nine years.

Xiao Qiu stared at Su Muqiu, trying to imagine what that turbulent era must have been like from Su Muqiu's words.

This was the first time they had met, and Mu Qiu had completely won over the young man's heart.

Soon, the three bottles of Maotai were empty, and Tao Xuan stood up, wanting to open a fourth. However, he was already quite drunk, and his foot slipped, almost causing him to fall. Fortunately, Su Muqiu caught him in time.

Two drunk men stood together, arms around each other, one hand holding a cigarette and the other waving, and began to boast without restraint.

There are some things a man can't say without drinking.

……

Su Mucheng's phone rang in the sweltering afternoon heat. She answered the phone, and Tang Rou's clear voice came through: "Mumu, let's fight the BOSS."

"Oh." Su Mucheng looked at her brother, who was still reminiscing about the past, and whispered, "Rou Rou, why don't you guys kill the BOSS first? I'm still eating."

Tang Rou was a little puzzled. They had been eating for two hours already, so why hadn't they finished yet? However, Tang Rou wasn't a girl with an excessive amount of curiosity. She was very sensible and wouldn't deliberately pry into other people's gossip.

"Then we'll go first." Tang Rou said and hung up the phone.

"Are you fighting a boss?" Su Muqiu's ears were very sharp, and he heard the voice on the phone. However, he was already drunk at this point, and his tongue was tied when he spoke.

"Um."

"Let's go, let's snatch the BOSS." Su Muqiu waved his hand, calling to everyone, "Mu Cheng, Ashu, Tao Ge, let's go together."

"I haven't played Honor of Kings for nine years, I'm dying to play it! Take me back to have some fun!"

"Brother, you've drunk so much, can you still play?" Su Mucheng asked doubtfully.

"So what if you've been drinking? Watch me perform a set of drunken boxing for you," Su Muqiu urged.

"Let's go, let's steal the BOSS." Tao Xuan, who was also drunk, pulled everyone straight to the training room of Team Excellent Era.

Su Mucheng rummaged through her pockets and found a card that looked quite old, with frayed edges around the edges.

"Brother, this is Qiu Musu, she's already leveled up to 75."

Su Muqiu's eyes lit up, like someone who had been celibate for eighteen years suddenly encountering a stunningly beautiful woman. He quickly took the account card, inserted it to log in, and said, "Nine years, a full nine years! I've finally touched Glory again. Do you know how I've spent these past nine years? I've dreamed about Glory every day!"

Ye Xiu and Su Mucheng also took out their account cards, swiped them to log in, and soon Lord Grim and Orange Blossom appeared in the main city.

"Don't laugh!" Su Muqiu's eyes lit up once again.

"Lord Grim is level 75, can solo players level up now?"

"The Thousand-Machine Umbrella!"

"A level 70 Myriad Manifestations Umbrella?"

Su Muqiu's astonishment and questions grew, his eyes widening like saucers.

Ye Xiu and Su Mucheng weren't in a hurry to explain. There were too many stories to tell in the past nine years, and they would explain them slowly when they had time.

The three of them controlled their characters and rushed towards the battlefield. Tao Xuan sat next to Su Muqiu and, seeing Su Muqiu's excited expression, couldn't help but think of nine years ago.

At that time, Su Muqiu was only 18 years old, and his eyes often shone with light, full of hope for the future.

Nine years later, Su Muqiu returned from another world, his eyes still shining as brightly as they had back then.

This kind of radiance can subtly inspire those around them, uniting everyone and inspiring them to forge ahead. That's how the Excellent Era team was pieced together, bit by bit.

Tao Xuan's gaze then shifted to Ye Xiu.

Nine years ago, these two best buddies dominated the entire Honor of Kings online game.

Nine years later, these two best buddies are fighting side by side once again.

"Brother Tao, why don't you grab a card and come along? Even if you can't beat the others, you can at least carry a bag."

"Xiao Qiu Fei, come along too!"

Tao Xuan, lost in thought, was startled awake by Su Muqiu, finding it both amusing and exasperating. He was being asked by Xingxin's arch-rival and the owner of Excellent Era to carry Xingxin's bags…

However, there was an indescribable oppressive force in Su Muqiu's words, a force naturally cultivated from years of holding a high position. Tao Xuan casually grabbed an account card, swiped it to log in, and jogged after him.

Little fanboy Qiu Fei also pulled out his own battle gear, took off his silver armor, put on orange armor, and immediately followed.

Su Muqiu nodded in satisfaction and began to carefully examine the character in his hand.

Qiu Musu was a newly created account when the first server of Glory opened. It was one of the earliest first-edition cards in the entire Glory server, and the character was also created immediately, with its ID ranking very high.

This character is the most meaningful memento left by her brother. Every time the level cap increases, Su Mucheng levels up this character immediately. During every event, she tries her best to complete all the quests on this account, and has also obtained some skill books. Nine years have passed, and Qiu Musu's account has 5000 skill points. Although it is insignificant in the professional circle, it is already very high in the eyes of ordinary players.