Hope Coffee House

The moment Wu Liang opened his eyes, there was only darkness in it, like that of black ink.

The cold that penetrated his very bones came with a feeling of suffocation that he couldn't escape from.

Faintly seeing a pale yellow halo above his head, Wu Liang struggled a few times, his limbs gradually recovering a little strength. They rushed forward in the direction of the golden light.

This movement gave birth to a feeling of indifference in Wu Liang.

The early winter's cold winds brought a hint of coolness and silently mocked Wu Liang mercilessly.

Wu Liang swam to land with the last strength he had in his body, watching the strange scenery. Taking in his new surroundings, he fell into confusion.

He should be at a lake park. The park was very large and could not be seen at a glance. The path along the lake was clean and tidy. The weather was bitingly cold and the night was ink dark. There were no pedestrians in the park, only warm orange lights. The weeping willow rustling on the side s.h.i.+vered every now and then.

Wu Liang couldn't remember how he fell into the water, but he was very convinced that he had never seen the lake in front of him.

He sat for a while in the shelter along the small road around the lake and recovered a bit of his strength. He patted his pants, searched in his clothes, but could not find a phone or even a coin.

Without a mobile phone, in the middle of the night, there was no way to call for help.

Wu Liang reluctantly took off his clothes, wrung them dry, and fanned them for a while, then threw them down to rest before putting them on again.

The coldness of the night was intense. The half-dry clothes did not bring any warmth to Wu Liang. Wu Liang let out a warm breath on his palm, rubbed them against each other hard, and got out of the park.

At this moment, he could only find a police station for help. Although he doesn't have much time, he didn't want to faint tonight, let alone freeze to death. This method of death was not comfortable to think about.

Lake Park seemed to be in the center of the city. After walking out of the park, a lot of tall urban buildings came into view.

The wide street was very quiet, and occasionally, cars swiftly pa.s.sed by Wu Liang.

Some cities still had bright lights everywhere, and countless people were struggling for themselves and their families.

The billboards on the high buildings became clearer and clearer in the middle of the night, but Wu Liang's complexion turned paler and paler.

The word Jicheng appeared on countless billboards.

This city was obviously a first-tier city, but in Wu Liang's memory, there wasn't any major city in their motherland named Jicheng.

Where exactly is this?

Why did he appear here?

After walking for almost an hour, Wu Liang finally confirmed one thing completely: this world was very similar to the earth world he was in before, but there were some slight differences. He was likely in a parallel world,

But as a person who came here from the earth world, he had no household registration, no relatives, and no previous traces of activities. He needed some basic information to get help.

Wu Liang stopped and sat on the stone steps by the road, quietly thinking about what happened to himself and what to do next.

The clothes on his body were gradually dried by the cold wind, and a familiar dull pain came from his upper abdomen again. Wu Liang finally made up his mind.

‘Being able to come to this parallel world in the last moment of my life may be the compensation G.o.d has given me. Since I am alive again, I should cherish it.'

On such a cold night, one had to find a small shop that was still open and go in to warm his body.

Maybe it was G.o.d who heard Wu Liang's thoughts. A strong aroma of coffee floated out, mixed with the familiar sweet scent of the freshly baked cakes.

Wu Liang turned around in surprise, looking to the side and back, and to his surprise, a small coffee shop stood there quietly, emitting a warm orange halo.

The three big yellow words on the signboard showing "Hope Coffee House" were even more glamorous.

Hope!

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly. He got up, patted off the dust on his pants and walked slowly towards the coffee house.

The moment the door of the coffee house was opened, a heatwave with the fragrance of roasted coffee beans rushed towards him.

Wu Liang could not help but take in a deep breath. He swiftly closed the door behind him.

Click.

Behind Wu Liang came the crisp sound of falling locks.

The door of the house got locked automatically.

Unlike the coffee house that Wu Liang was familiar with, there was only a set of tables and chairs for the guests, and it was placed in the center of the coffee house.

There was no clerk at the counter and it was eerily silent.

A cafe without any manual service?

Wu Liang greeted, and when no one answered, he walked towards the kitchen.

After taking a tour, Wu Liang finally deduced that this cafe did not have any other person.

‘It's the best, it seems that you don't need to talk to the clerk to rest in a warm coffee house for a night.'

Wu Liang pulled one of the two chairs in the middle of the room and sat down. Wu Liang finally relaxed and lay his head softly on the table, his consciousness gradually faded and he fell asleep.

Half dreaming and half awake, Wu Liang appeared on a ground full of silvery-white light. The silvery-white ground extended towards infinity, and no border was visible.

A high-pitched voice faintly said above his head: "Wu Liang, you are finally here."

"Who are you? Do you know me?" Wu Liang was puzzled.

The voice didn't answer, and after a pause, slowly said, "Unlike the world of hope and warmth where you were, this world is constantly falling apart. Hope is becoming rampant, and despair makes people unable to go on. People are gradually becoming numb and cold-blooded, evil has incorporated into the bones of countless people. The collapse of this world may be in the near future. "

Is this really a parallel world? Wu Liang had a little regret in his heart. ‘I wanted to feel the beauty of this fresh world, but if this voice is true, maybe I can only feel disappointed and cold.'

"Despair is vain, exactly the same as hope. The purpose of the hope coffee house is to relight a lamp of hope for the hopeless and reignite the world that has gradually become indifferent and numb, with the fire of hope. Wu Liang, would you like to be in charge of the Hope Cafe? "

"It's so difficult to light hope for a desperate person. I don't have ambitions, and I don't even think I have such an ability." Wu Liang laughed in a self-mocking manner, "Not to mention that I am also similar to those desperate people. Then again at the age of nineteen, you don't realize the value of many good things in life. "

The voice softly spoke again: "Every time you rekindle hope in one person, you can have a month without illness and injury. If you continue to help a person who has lost hope, it is not difficult to live forever."

There was a flash of light in Wu Liang's eyes, and then they went dark again as he smiled bitterly: "If what you said is true, I am naturally willing, but I am like rootless duckweed in this world, I have nothing, how can I help those who are forlorn?"

"Gather specific emotions, you can turn them into Hope coins and buy the materials you need in the Hope Coffee Shop mall."

‘Specific emotions?

Turn them into a coin of hope?

Can I get goods in the mall?

Does this particular emotion refer to the grat.i.tude of the forlorn?'

Agitated, Wu Liang groaned, "How can you be successful in helping despondent people?"

"After taking charge of the Hope Coffee House, every desperate person who comes to the Hope Coffee House, you can see his hope value. When the hope value rises to more than 60%, the task is successfully completed and you can get one month of disease-free and injury-free life. "

"Of course, depending on the task's situation, the coffee shop may also issue additional tasks. It is not compulsory to complete the additional tasks, but if you do, you will get additional rewards." The voice continued to add.

It sounded pretty good, and Wu Liang wanted to make every effort to win the opportunity to live well again.

After going through all kinds of past worlds, what could be more precious than living healthily?

"Well, I am willing to run the Hope Coffee House," Wu Liang said firmly.

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