Welcome to Rewind World Game-Chapter 1312 - 1308: [Narrative Error (Part 1)]
Su Ming’an finished watching the Memory Clip and raised his head.
He found himself lying on an operating table, with Hui Bei pushing a syringe beside him, and a tray holding a scalpel, tweezers, needles, threads, and other items.
The medical shadowless lamp cast a clean white glow, and Hui Bei, wearing white gloves, focused intently with those jade-colored eyes.
While watching the Memory Clip, Su Ming’an’s body remained in place, and Hui Bei seized the opportunity to act.
"I’m very curious," Hui Bei pushed the liquid into the syringe, "you should have noticed something was wrong with me long ago. How could you follow me so defenselessly and face me without any guard?"
Su Ming’an glanced to the side. The bodies of Little Su and Noel were placed in a freezer, emitting white mist and gradually covered in an enticing layer of frost: "I just wanted to know, why do you want to make me into a doll?"
"...So you risked your life?" Hui Bei said.
"Risking one’s life is the most efficient way to gather information," Su Ming’an tugged his lips into a slight smile: "Facing an unresisting [Protagonist], as a malicious antagonist leader, shouldn’t you reveal your entire scheme at such a moment of impending success? Am I right?"
He smiled provocatively, as if it wasn’t him lying on the operating table.
Hui Bei’s eyes widened.
...Did Su Ming’an call him the malicious antagonist leader? How did he see through it?
He put down the scalpel and removed the jade-colored contacts from his eyes, revealing a pair of pitch-black pupils. He said lightly, "How did you know I was Hui Mo?"
He was sure his disguise was flawless, from adjusting the glasses to his central-conditioning aura and even the color of his green contacts. Yet, how did Su Ming’an see through at a glance? 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶
Su Ming’an: "...I didn’t know, I just threw it out there, didn’t you expose yourself?"
Hui Mo: "..."
Su Ming’an: "Go ahead, what are your schemes? I’m all ears."
Hui Mo was expressionless. He had no intention of revealing his schemes.
But for some reason, as if some invisible force was compelling him, he began to narrate his scheme fluently: "I want to make you into a doll and use your shell to bring Liujin back, and to put the blame on Hui Bei. That way, if you manage to counter-attack successfully, you will only come after Hui Bei... Damn it!"
He covered his mouth, unable to believe he had just said that.
—Why did he have to reveal all his schemes and plots before the dying Protagonist? What kind of power was manipulating him?
"World Tree..." He guessed that this force’s source was the World Tree.
If the World Tree deemed him the antagonist, then he had to be the antagonist.
If the World Tree deemed someone the Protagonist, then that person had to be the Protagonist.
Why?
The antagonist, before the Protagonist, always feels compelled to spill out all the schemes, even if it means delaying the final blow.
This was also the reason he was determined to attack the World Tree—he wanted to break this world where everything followed the logic of a story.
Before Su Ming’an could ask the next question, Hui Mo decisively picked up the scalpel and struck the back of Su Ming’an’s neck—
...
Drip, drip.
My dear master, I notify you.
Hui Bei has killed Su Ming’an, the Narrative Anchor Point has changed.
Current Narrative Anchor Point: [Su Ming’an] → [Hui Bei]
...
Legend has it there is a long-standing kaidan on the campus.
Every evening, Lu Xun’s photo on the wall will have its eyeballs move from left to right.
The stairs will change from eleven steps to twelve steps.
The fountain at the end of the corridor will flow with blood.
If you encounter the above situations, please leave the teaching building immediately and go to sleep without looking back, do not look back, do not look back.
Teachers are advised to be cautious during nighttime outings.
Teachers are advised to be cautious during nighttime outings...
A few hours earlier.
The moonlight was dim, tree shadows swayed, Hui Mo walked toward the teaching building with his hands in his pockets.
From a distance, he saw a white-headed boy standing seriously reading the bulletin board under the teaching building.
The boy wore a white shirt, blue-and-white tie, shorts, and white sneakers, looking like an inexperienced student.
Hui Mo’s gaze was profound; he had finally found Su Ming’an. Next, he would need to lure Su Ming’an into the lab... but he knew Su Ming’an was not easily fooled, so he had prepared a dozen reasons, and there had to be one reason Su Ming’an would fall for.
Su Ming’an was occupying Su Liujin’s body; only by extracting Su Ming’an’s soul could Su Liujin return.
Hui Mo adjusted his expression slightly, reviewed his luring strategies in his mind, then smiled smoothly with a gentle voice:
"...Liujin?"
Su Ming’an heard the gentle calling and turned around.
Under the streetlamp, a golden-haired youth smiled at him, ponytail draped over the shoulder, eyes like emerald, wearing a beige trench coat, and holding a doll.
"Are you going into the teaching building? My role is the [Lab Manager], let’s go together. If you have time, you can come see my lab," Hui Mo said with a smile.
"Wait a moment, let me finish reading the notices on the bulletin board," Su Ming’an said.
Once Su Ming’an finished, Hui Mo took the chance to invite Su Ming’an to join him, handing over the doll in his hand: "If you’re afraid of getting separated, hold my doll. I’ll lead the way in front, and you follow behind."
This was a carefully crafted doll, and once gripped, one gradually loses the ability to move.
He initially thought Su Ming’an would refuse and had already calculated several persuasive reasons, but to his surprise, Su Ming’an grabbed the doll right away.
That golden light in the eyes seemed to say—let’s see what you’re up to.
Hui Mo felt an inexplicable pressure, facing Su Ming’an, there was always a silent pressure. He always had a feeling that Su Ming’an understood everything but showed nothing. Like an iceberg in the depths of the ocean, always revealing just the tip.
They entered the teaching building together, and it was dark inside.
Hui Mo counted the steps silently.
One, two... ten, eleven, twelve.
The steps in the teaching building always have been twelve steps.
Hui Mo looked at the photo on the wall, the eyes moving to the right. The eyes in this photo were always to the right.
Then, he heard Su Ming’an suddenly speak:
"...are you teachers or doing a fashion show?"
Hui Mo looked up, but there was no one upstairs. Only the blue moonlight fell quietly on the ground, like a soft veil.
Su Ming’an was communicating with the air, as if there were two teammates in his eyes, but clearly, there was nothing in front of him.
Then, Hui Mo saw Su Ming’an take out a book from his pocket, "Mingxi Campus Rules," and began reading to himself, reading dozens of rules.
Hui Mo leaned in for a better look—
Under the eerie blue moonlight, this book, not a single word is written.
Su Ming’an stared at the blank book, kept looking, kept looking, until he closed the last page. Then, Su Ming’an engaged in conversation with the air, chatting merrily.
Inexplicably, Su Ming’an’s watch started playing "Good Luck Comes," and the cheerful tune echoed in the corridor, unnecessarily adding a contrast of gloom.
Hui Mo remained silent until Su Ming’an entered a classroom, disappearing from Hui Mo’s view.
"...It’s truly haunted." Hui Mo murmured to himself. He felt that perhaps Su Ming’an’s mental state was too poor.
Hui Mo gloomily watched Su Ming’an from a corner, observing—Su Ming’an smashing mirrors by himself, stepping on ghostly hands, sitting alone in an empty classroom, and calling out to the air, "Shen Xue"...
From an outsider’s perspective, it was entirely Su Ming’an alone throughout.
Until Su Ming’an came out, Hui Mo looked at Su Ming’an with a complex expression, hesitated for a moment, and eventually extended an invitation: "Would you like to visit my lab?"
To eliminate any backup Su Ming’an might have, after bringing Su Ming’an into the lab, Hui Mo specifically took a stroll around the vicinity, ensuring Su Ming’an had no support before pretending to return with a black plastic bag.
At the moment he plunged the scalpel down, Hui Mo felt a weight lifted from his heart, reassuring himself that everything went smoothly. His scalpel was a specially crafted Soul Blade, designed for direct soul extraction, and with one precise hit, it struck a lethal spot.
"Liujin, it’s time to wake up." Hui Mo put away the scalpel and said quietly.
Then, he reached towards his eyes, removed the black colored contact lens, revealing a pair of blue eyes.
Underneath the colored lens, laid another more beautiful lens.
Hui Bai knew how doubtful Su Ming’an could be, so he simply wore double lenses, ensuring the blame wouldn’t fall on him, but rather on Hui Bei and Hui Mo.
The white-haired teenager on the operating table slowly opened his eyes, a hint of confusion visible within them.
"Liujin, do you remember me?" Hui Bai leaned in and asked. He had finally summoned Liujin back.
"...Red Tower Scoundrel?" Su Liujin murmured blankly, "I remember you, you took care of me for a while in the Red Tower Kingdom and even bought me something."
"Anything else?" Hui Bai pursued.
"Are we that familiar? Just acquaintances at a chance meeting, right?" Su Liujin sat up, touched his spine: "So painful... Kasadia really kicked hard."
He grumbled, jumped off the surgical table, and looked around: "Where is this..."
Hui Bai quietly watched him.
"Thank you for summoning me here, I’ve managed to find my body, gotta go, I’ll repay you later." Su Liujin waved his hand.
However, Hui Bai quickly followed: "You just returned to your body, let me go with you."
Su Liujin somewhat resisted, but couldn’t refuse, so he nodded and pushed the lab door open.
Under the moonlight, Su Liujin walked out of the lab.
Su* Liujin* walked out* of the lab.
Walk out* lab Su* Liujin.
Liujin.
Su* Ming’an* walked* out* lab.
—Su Ming’an walked out of the lab.
From afar, dawn faintly arose, Su Ming’an walked out of the lab, suppressing his rapid heartbeat.
He had initially prepared for death, planning to transfer his soul to his clone the moment Hui Bai lowered the scalpel, for as long as the clone lived, he could not die.
Yet, Su Ming’an was shocked to find that after Hui Bai’s strike, he wasn’t dead.
He pretended to be Su Liujin, fooling Hui Bai, and made his escape.
"Daylight is almost here..." Su Ming’an glanced at the dawn in the distance: "Next, there should be lessons."
He walked towards the teaching building.
...
Tick-tock, tick-tock.
Honored owner, I inform you.
The Narrative Anchor Point has deviated again, I am investigating the cause, please wait.
Current Narrative Anchor Point: [Su Ming’an] → [Hui Bei] → [Su Ming’an] → [Su Ming’an].
...
Su Ming’an opened his eyes.
He stood in the shade of the school tree, with a cigarette in his mouth.
"Cough... cough cough!" The taste of smoke in his mouth, he was choked and his eyes turned red, hastily extracting the cigarette from his mouth.
...Shadow, this guy, even smokes.
Hui Mo’s blade killed him, his soul transferred to Shadow’s body. Coincidentally, Shadow returned from the [Death Cantor] organization, participating in the Disciple Game.
Now, Su Ming’an had figured out Hui Mo’s plot, the urgent task was to return to the lab and deal with Hui Mo.
He stepped out from under the tree, at that moment, the sunrise cast upon him.
Daybreak arrived.
The campus gradually stirred with students pouring out from dormitory buildings, the buzz filled the campus.
Su Ming’an headed towards the lab, the door was locked. He used Spatial Displacement to enter. Hui Mo had already left, with Little Su’s corpse still frozen stiff in the icebox.
Su Ming’an didn’t take Little Su with him, carrying a corpse during daylight was too conspicuous, he planned to find a way to resurrect before returning.
He glanced at the mirror, the [No.1·Su Liujin] on his head had disappeared, the Disciple Game must have determined he left his identity. Now, he wasn’t an art teacher nor a student, just an outsider.
He wore Su Wensheng’s black earrings, changing his appearance to Su Wensheng’s, to avoid Su Ming’an’s face being too noticeable, before he walked out.
The sun had just risen, its gentle morning rays filtering through the gaps in the leaves, golden spots danced upon the walls. The air was mixed with the fresh scent of grass and a slightly moist earthy smell, invigorating the spirit.
Students gradually trickled into the teaching building, some in groups of two or three, others alone. Crisp birdcalls resonated one after another.
Revival of All Things.
Out of nowhere, Su Ming’an heard a piercing gunshot.
"—Bang!"
Blood splattered, he turned his head to dodge.
A young woman screamed and fell at his feet, a distinct bullet mark on her spine, blood staining her clothes. Above her were the words: [No.13·Lu Xinyi].
The shooter was a member of a contestant group. Leading them was a tall girl, labeled as [No.8·Li Xi’er]. Next to her was a boy with glasses, labeled [No.12·Qian Lexin]. Another woman with a gorgeous face, labeled [No.11·Geng Lan].
"Lu Xinyi, where else can you escape to? Hand over the clues!" Li Xi’er’s gun barrel still smoking, her face beautiful, showcasing her elite background even while wearing a school uniform. Her gaze swept, suddenly spotting Su Ming’an: "Hm? Who is this person?"
He didn’t have a name above him, likely an NPC.
Lu Xinyi coughed, tugging at Su Ming’an’s pant leg: "Please, save me... cough cough..."
Her spine was bleeding, the bullet still lodged inside.
