Welcome to Rewind World Game-Chapter 1313 - 1308: [Narrative Error (Part 2)]

"Trash! You actually asked NPCs for help, how foolish." Number 11, Geng Lan, spoke filthily, pointing at Lu Xinyi and laughing:

"Unless we break the kaidan rules, NPCs won’t interfere with players, what are you struggling for? People like you, a do-gooder, don’t last long in games; you might as well quit early."

"...Scram."

Geng Lan was about to make a move when a calm voice came through.

Su Ming’an had no intention of meddling; he couldn’t be a babysitter for everyone. But he had heard the name Lu Xinyi on the world chessboard; she seemed to be friends with Knight Qian Qin of the Dawn Knights.

As Su Ming’an spoke, expressions of astonishment appeared on several faces.

"Miss Li, should we still kill? This NPC seems to want to meddle." Geng Lan frowned.

"I don’t recommend taking action." Qian Lexin adjusted his glasses: "My ability [Insight] tells me his aura is very dangerous."

A few people muttered, and as they left, Geng Lan threw some harsh words:

"Lu Xinyi, you’re lucky this time. If you see us again, remember to take another path! Li Xi’er’s grandfather is the Guest Elder of the World Master, and you’re just a jobless drifter, her being alive is much more useful than you."

Lu Xinyi kept coughing, blood flowed more and more, her face visibly pale.

Su Ming’an moved her onto the operating table, took out the bullet, and did a simple bandaging.

After catching her breath, Lu Xinyi touched the bandages, unable to believe that she was saved. She hurriedly wanted to kneel down and thank him: "Tha, thank you..."

"No need, your wound will tear." Su Ming’an stopped her: "I saved you because I want to know, what grudge do you have with them? What did you do at night?"

He had been moving around the school building all night. But most participants should have been in the dormitory, not daring to go far.

Lu Xinyi coughed a few times: "My name is Lu Xinyi, I got married very early, but my husband ran away, for the sake of my two-year-old child, I joined the Disciple Game, otherwise we couldn’t survive..."

Su Ming’an’s eyes widened.

Lu Xinyi looked really young, he couldn’t tell she was already a mother of a two-year-old.

"How old are you?" he couldn’t help but ask.

"Seventeen." Lu Xinyi said timidly.

...Beast.

Su Ming’an had long heard that some mountain areas have the bad custom of early marriage, girls not being allowed to go to school and being married off for a bride price at a young age. Some don’t even know who they are before becoming someone’s mother.

He hadn’t seen it before, but now he saw a living example.

...Lu Xinyi is not yet an adult.

Her frame was small and thin, flesh sunken, fingers full of frostbite, with a pair of sorrowful but calm eyes. When looking at others, she was always timid, like a small animal afraid of being beaten.

"...Last night I was lying in the dormitory the entire time, too scared to go out." Lu Xinyi’s eyes showed fear:

"I didn’t go out until it was getting brighter... but as soon as I stepped out, I encountered those three."

"I didn’t know them, but they seemed to be in trouble, so I asked if they needed help, and as a result, they turned on me and tried to rob me..."

"They also said that survival slots in such a cruel game are limited. Only those with money and power deserve to survive, only they can contribute more to society. And people like me, whose whole life is ruined, are a waste even if we survive..."

Su Ming’an removed his white gloves and washed his hands: "Then what about after that?"

Lu Xinyi was puzzled: "After that?"

"After you survive this stage, what do you plan to do?"

Lu Xinyi shook her head: "I won’t be able to make it out alive; there are only six survival slots, it won’t be my turn."

Su Ming’an put away the gloves: "If you can get out, will you go back to raise the child? Are you going to spend your whole life on that?"

Lu Xinyi did not answer.

Go back to continue facing the "evidence" left by the abuser? Each time she saw it, her heart was filled with intense pain, but she also knew, the child was innocent. Yet innocence should not be her lifelong chain, she too was a victim.

"Let’s just live... and see." She said lightly.

Ultimately, she was just a seventeen-year-old girl.

"You rest for a while, I’m leaving now." Su Ming’an wiped his hands clean and headed towards the school building. He checked the class schedule, and the art teacher’s class was in the third period, belonging to class four of the senior year. If Hui Bai successfully summoned Su Liujin back, Su Liujin would come to teach art class.

Thinking of this, the corner of his mouth curled up.

...Jellyfish Emperor teaching art class?

Painting jellyfish?

The Jellyfish Emperor always sleeps in the sea, does he even know how to use a paintbrush?

At this time, Su Ming’an glanced back and found Lu Xinyi still following him.

"I’m a student, need to attend classes, or I will be punished." Lu Xinyi said timidly.

"Which class do you belong to?"

"Senior Class 4. The contestants should all be in this class, Li Xi’er and her group are also students of Senior Class 4."

Su Ming’an quickened his pace.

In this case, Dragon Emperor Ian, the protagonist candidate Shi Ying, and face-changing Xi Li will all gather in one place. Let’s see how the Jellyfish Emperor handles this. As for him, he is merely an outsider. The one with emotional debts is Sique, the Jellyfish Emperor is Su Liujin, it has nothing to do with him.

He went to the office first, looking for a teacher:

"Teacher, I am Lu Xinyi’s older brother..."

He fabricated an identity of Lu Xinyi’s guardian for himself, and under the influence of his Missionary Halo, the female teacher was moved to tears by his story of "the older brother working hard during the day and doing part-time jobs at night to raise his younger sister," willing to introduce him to the department head.

Su Ming’an broke through several levels, persuading the department head, and finally convincing the principal. The principal allowed him to enter the classroom as an auditor.

Lu Xinyi was completely dumbfounded, and even when Su Ming’an came back with the auditing certificate, she was still in shock.

"Y-Your psychic ability is [Charm]?" she couldn’t help but ask.

Su Ming’an’s face darkened for a moment: "No."

They walked into Senior Class 4, and the classroom already had quite a few people sitting. Bolong didn’t recognize Su Ming’an but looked at him in surprise: "A stranger’s face, are you a transfer student? Also wearing black earrings, not afraid of being punished by the class teacher, quite daring."

Several students nearby also looked over in surprise. In their impression, only unruly students would wear bone studs.

"Hey, did you see that transfer student?" Several girls whispered:

"Looks quite delicate, like a well-behaved student’s face, why would he think of wearing bone studs..."

"I feel that face of his looks very obedient, is he actually a delinquent boy?"

Su Ming’an found a corner to sit down, touched his black bone stud. In his memory, students wearing this sort of thing were indeed rare; usually, they didn’t start until college, given how strict high school rules were.

Su Wensheng he... he probably didn’t like wearing them either.

No matter what personality he became, Su Wensheng was always Su Wensheng. His demeanor of a good student took eighteen years to cultivate, only changing at the moment of his fall into the lake. But such a long period of time, how could it change easily.

However, this black earring... is his only distinguishing feature from the other Su Wenshengs.

Among the thousands of Su Wenshengs who drowned in the lake, this is his sole and feeble resistance. Without this black earring... what else does he have?

At this moment, a white figure flashed at the doorway, and the Jellyfish Emperor walked in with head held high, followed by Hui Bai.

Their arrival drew a lot of attention.

"Huh? Why is the art teacher here? The first class is math." A few female students murmured:

"I’ve always thought the art teacher looks younger than us, am I the only one who thinks so?"

"Some people are just naturally short, plus they have a baby face."

"The art teacher is followed by the lab manager, why is he here? We don’t have lab class today."

"Maybe he’s auditing?"

The Jellyfish Emperor and Hui Bai found a seat and sat down, right to Su Ming’an’s left.

Su Ming’an’s eyes subtly moved, and he noticed that the atmosphere between the Jellyfish Emperor and Hui Bai was somewhat delicate. The Jellyfish Emperor seemed to be wary of Hui Bai; could it be that their relationship isn’t harmonious?

He glanced at the Jellyfish Emperor.

Coincidentally, the Jellyfish Emperor was also looking at him.

...

Tick tock, tick tock.

Honorable master, I inform you.

Due to external intrusion, the narrative anchor point has shifted slightly.

Repairing...

Repairing...

Temporary repair failed. Narrative anchor point has shifted, please take note.

Current narrative anchor points: [Su Ming’an] → [Hui Bei] → [Su Ming’an] → [Su Ming’an] → [Su Ming’an].

...

After Su Ming’an sat down, he sensed a scorching gaze.

It was coming from the right side.

Su Ming’an glanced over and found a boy sitting to his right. Black hair, black eyes, similar eye shape, and a distinct black bone stud on his ear.

... This appearance, is it Su Wensheng? How can there be a Su Wensheng here?

Su Ming’an scrutinized him for a moment and felt that this Su Wensheng didn’t seem real, lacking the obedientness typical of a "Su Wensheng," nor the wantonness of an "earring Su Wensheng." It’s likely a face changing.

He noticed that this Su Wensheng was also scrutinizing him. Their eyes slightly met, revealing a few traces of appraisal and caution, along with a sense of similar tacit understanding. With such a gaze, he almost felt like he was looking in a mirror.

At this moment, there was a commotion at the classroom door.

Ian’s tall figure appeared at the doorway, his golden pupils blinking as he fixed his gaze on Su Ming’an. Upon his arrival, all the noisy students fell silent due to his imposing presence.

"Olivius! You managed to escape last night, but you won’t get away now!" Ian clenched his teeth, striding over with large steps and reaching out to grab Su Ming’an.

In the next moment.

Several figures stood up, blocking in front of Su Ming’an.

"—This is my big brother! Do not lay a hand on him!"

"—Hey, tall classmate, let’s talk things out, no need to fight."

"—Number 19, don’t bully Number 1, Number 1 is a really good person, there must be some misunderstanding between you."

"—Don’t fight, calm down, what everyone should be thinking about is how to survive together."

"—I admire Number 1 greatly... I cannot allow you to bully him."

Number 12 Qian Lexin, Number 13 Lu Xinyi, Number 14 Fu Wenwen, Number 15 Liu Chongping, Number 18 Shi Ying.

Even Su Ming’an himself didn’t expect so many people to stand up for him.

Number 12 Qian Lexin, because they met in the prison of the first level of the Disciple Game, where Su Ming’an knocked out a bully to save Qian Lexin and others.

Number 13 Lu Xinyi, because she is simply a kind person who stands up for anyone treated unjustly, even if she doesn’t know Su Ming’an.

Number 14 Fu Wenwen, because Su Ming’an escorted her back to the dorm last night by the lake.

Number 15 Liu Chongping, his tall and slender figure and serious demeanor made him resemble a soldier even in a school uniform. It’s likely out of a sense of justice.

Number 18 Shi Ying, the connections between them are too many to count.

Ian was momentarily stunned by this formation but then pushed them all aside effortlessly and strode directly to Su Ming’an.

"... Olivius." Ian grabbed Su Ming’an’s shoulder: "Don’t waste time in this trash instance, let’s break out together, and then we’ll settle the score."

Su Ming’an held his head: "... I’m really not Sique."

Beside him, Hui Bai chuckled: "Dragon Emperor. This is irrational behavior, let’s just calmly finish the game."

Ian glanced coldly at Hui Bai: "It’s you? I still remember how disheveled you looked in ’the last book,’ was the seawater comfortable? It was you who personally drove the Lighthouse Jellyfish into tragedy, how do you plan to make up for it now?"

Hui Bai’s expression changed, and his smile vanished abruptly as if stung at a sore point: "And what about you? The Dragon Emperor who once bled across the sky, you couldn’t stop Sique despite giving your all, don’t you hate him to death? The pity is, in front of you is Su Liujin, not Sique possessing Su Liujin’s body! Sorry to disappoint, but you’ve got the wrong person."

Su Ming’an vaguely picked up on some information.

... The last book?

He had heard this term before.

...

["... Olivius, you’re quite hard to find, but at last, you’ve appeared." Blood Prince Xige stared at Su Ming’an with a look that seemed to want to swallow him whole: "Did you enjoy writing the last book? You truly thought after finishing the book, the Elf King and others would forget everything? You didn’t expect we’d all remember you, even remember your scent... you fraud."

"If it weren’t for you, would our Blood Clan have turned against each other over you? You flit back and forth, stirring up strife, promising everyone entrance to the New World... you liar, this time I won’t give you a chance..."

"I know you’ve written the Reincarnation Method. That’s why I won’t kill you; I’ll take you back and make you feel the pain we suffered in the last book..."]

...

Su Ming’an sensed that he might have grasped a significant piece of information.

"The last book," does it refer to the last epoch?

The reasonable speculation is... Sique did a bunch of heinous things in the last epoch, thinking he could erase the memories of those victims, only to find they all remembered, so he had to perform a Death Escape.

But is it really that simple?

"You said I got the wrong person?" Ian leaned in closer, sniffing like a dog, and angrily said: "This is definitely Olivius’s scent! You still want to deceive me?"