Welcome to Rewind World Game-Chapter 1317 - 1311: Angel Line · Mingxi · "How Strong Can a Jellyfish Be?
Under Lv Shu’s "tyranny," Ian could only go back angrily.
The class bell had already rung. A blond boy in a colorful paint shirt stood on the podium, holding a language textbook, jumping as he wrote on the board.
"Ahem, let’s start the class..." Noel jumped tired and opened the book: "As we all know, the most important thing in the academic system is the foundation. Only with solid basic knowledge can we continue to climb higher. Therefore, in this class, we will review pinyin..."
... You call this a foundation!
Su Ming’an opened his language book, hearing other players whispering.
"I wonder what’s going on outside." It was Number 5, Anthony, speaking. His golden pompadour was very noticeable, and he was an outstanding attacking player on the leaderboard.
"It’s only the sixth day today, still early." Number 6, Hua De, with his refined facial features, spoke softly. He was the president of the [Holt Wizard Alliance], with powerful spell abilities.
"Luckily, my shelter just started construction; it should be complete by the tenth day." Anthony breathed a sigh of relief.
"I’ve found some large-scale defense spells." Hua De turned, quietly saying to Su Ming’an, "Number One Player, do you need my defense spells?"
Su Ming’an silently nodded. Later, Hua De could be sent to the Undead Territory.
Currently, the relationships among players on the leaderboard were generally good, with mutual support to some extent. Having experienced the Ruined World and The World of Old Days, although Hua De and others were not familiar with Su Ming’an, their attitude was friendly. However, if tempted by Dimensional Ascension, things could change.
The second class ended, with a half-hour long break. Noel called Ian away again to prevent him from hindering Su Ming’an.
Many players couldn’t sit still and walked out one after another.
Su Ming’an wandered on the stairs, exchanging information with Lv Shu, Anthony, Hua De, and other players, organizing the currently collected WARNING information:
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[WARNING–001: No Solution]
[WARNING–002: A blue-haired, severed-limb boy with an art knife. Extremely high danger index. If encountered, cutting your own arm can avoid instant death.]
[WARNING–003: A blond youth holding a doll. His killing method is skinning, with an extremely high danger index. No effective countermeasures.]
[WARNING–004: A girl in a red dress. High danger index. Staring at her continuously prevents instant death.]
[WARNING–005: A blond boy in the laboratory. High danger index, but safe as long as you don’t actively harm him.]
[WARNING–006: A middle-aged woman playing a game on her phone. High danger index, but answering her questions accurately ensures safety.
[WARNING–007: A man wearing golden glasses holding a saw. Medium danger index. Splashing the blood from the faucet at him ensures safety.]
[WARNING–008: Small white flowers suddenly growing on the ground. Medium danger index, reciting a poem ensures safety.]
[WARNING–009: Red butterflies in the forest. Medium danger index, not looking directly at them for three seconds ensures safety.]
[WARNING-010: An old man in a hospital gown. Low danger index. He will mumble words, harmless.]
[WARNING-011: A girl covered in whip marks. Low danger index. She will silently follow you, harmless.]
[WARNING-012: The sound of piano in the music room. Danger index unknown. Seeing a shadow playing the piano in the school, staying away ensures safety.]
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In total, there were 12 types of WARNING.
WARNING-004 should be Zhao Mingming, WARNING-005 should be Little Noel in the laboratory. There must be stories behind these WARNINGs.
Su Ming’an recited them, suddenly hearing a voice:
"...Hello."
A middle-aged woman with brown hair tied in a ponytail quietly looked at him, holding a game console: "This is my child’s game console. I don’t quite understand how to play it. Can I ask you some questions?"
Su Ming’an stopped.
The sunlight outside the window had disappeared without notice, and the surrounding students were gone.
In the corridor, an intangible chill surrounded him.
"...Sure." Su Ming’an nodded.
The woman showed the game console to Su Ming’an. He initially thought it was a Mario-type game, but surprisingly, it was Don’t Starve on the screen.
Don’t Starve is a survival game where players start with nothing and must gradually build a home through picking, collecting, and other means, defending against invaders, and making enough food to survive.
However, this seemed to be the Luowasha version of Don’t Starve, with the main character on the screen being a jellyfish.
The woman appeared to have played for a long time, with the home well-built and chests piled everywhere. Su Ming’an couldn’t see anything needing assistance.
"I don’t understand how to collect purple jellyfish tentacles." The woman opened a chest filled with red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue jellyfish tentacles, spanning thousands of pages, with only the purple ones missing: "Can you tell me?"
Su Ming’an couldn’t recall this item in the game; it seemed to differ by version. He pondered for a moment and said: "What is this item used for? I can help speculate where to find it."
The woman’s eyelids gently drooped: "...My child told me that gathering all seven-colored tentacles can summon a giant jellyfish. This jellyfish... looks a lot like he did in life."
Perhaps when her child was alive, they loved playing this game together. Even after becoming a WARNING, the obsession remained in the game.
Thousands of pages of jellyfish tentacles... how long did it take to collect them?
Su Ming’an thought hard, still shaking his head: "Sorry, I don’t know. Maybe you could go out to sea and take a look?"
The woman nodded.
She took out a thick notebook from her pocket and opened it, full of notes.
[My son told me that in winter, I need to make warm clothes; otherwise, health points will decrease.]
[My son told me that if the screen darkens, I need to quickly rest in a tent.]
[I lured a huge deer... it trampled the house. My son was angry. I remembered, next time I see a deer, I must not approach it...]
[I accidentally set the forest on fire, my son hurriedly came to the rescue. I’m so clumsy, my brain can’t turn, and I can’t remember so many things...]
...
Densely packed words filled the notebook. Some were game details easily remembered by young people, but she had to write them down with a pen, read them repeatedly...
Then, she took out a pen and wrote on the last page of the book:
[To collect jellyfish tentacles, maybe go out to sea and take a look...]
After finishing, she continued walking forward, head lowered, playing the game, the sound of picking up items ringing continuously, persisting endlessly...
"Anjiang." Du whispered: "She’s already unlocked all the illustrations; could it be that the game never had these so-called purple jellyfish tentacles..."
Su Ming’an watched the woman’s back.
Maybe, this was just something the child said casually, but the mother remembered it all along. Maybe the child was already tired of this game, but she thought it was the only way to get closer to the child, so she kept playing...
After the woman’s figure disappeared, everything around returned to normal.
Su Ming’an continued his search, moving from the first floor gradually to the fourth floor.
No warnings were encountered during this time; everything was very safe.
As he walked past the corner, he heard a sound coming from the rooftop:
"... Two pieces of bread and one bottle of water? That’s all the food I have, and you all took it. What am I supposed to do next?"
"Hehe. Big star, do you still think this is your concert stage? You’re someone who can’t even fend for yourself, you can’t survive in this brutal game." A seductive female voice came out: "There are only six survival slots, and combining me with Brother Qi, Sister Geng, Brother Qian, that’s already four people. As for the other two slots, I’d say... that two-meter-tall golden-eyed hulk and the one who looks like a soldier, Number 15 Liu Chongping, they can survive. As for you, you’d be better off exiting early."
Su Ming’an paused, standing on the stairs, watching the movements on the rooftop through the corner.
The female voice belonged to Number 11 Geng Lan, her slender fingers twirling her hair, loosely wearing a school uniform shirt.
Behind her were the pretty-faced Number 8 rich girl Li Xi’er, and the glasses-wearing Number 12 boy Qian Lexin.
These individuals formed a small group, robbing other participants. After robbing Lu Xinyi, they came to rob others. Although in Su Ming’an’s eyes, they were just clowns, ordinary participants could only swallow their anger when encountering such a group.
The "Olivius" that Ian shouted out, many had not heard of it, most only heard "Sique," causing this group’s arrogance.
"I think this competition isn’t difficult at all." Li Xi’er played with the jewelry on her neck: "I looked at the other participants. A skinny dog, a little dwarf, a disabled person, a non-mainstream teenager, a youth who looks sub-healthy with kidney deficiency... none of them seem impressive."
Their target was Number 9 Zhou Sheng, whose handsome appearance, platinum-tinted hair, and stylish look made him eye-catching.
"—Don’t come any closer! My yellow bar is running low, I will really die without food..." Zhou Sheng pleaded painfully.
But his plea quickly turned into a cry of pain, as a foot kicked his chest, sending him to the rooftop railing.
A heavy shadow cast on the ground, and Number 10 Qi Mon walked out, his strong build like a wall, with a pair of demon horns on his head and eyes blood-red as if filled with blood.
—Half-demon.
Half-demons are a high-ranking race, on par with Dragon Descendants, Celestial Clan, and Divine Beasts. They are the offspring of demons and other races, possessing the ability of demonic contracts. If Su Ming’an weren’t present, a half-demon could easily crush most participants.
Qi Mon twisted his fist and punched Zhou Sheng in the abdomen. Zhou Sheng spat out a mouthful of gastric acid, with a pair of cat ears popping out on his head.
"Ragdoll cat?" Qi Mon laughed heartily: "Such a useless race, apart from being cute, it’s good for nothing! No wonder so many people like you, it’s just racial advantage!"
"No... it’s not like that..." Zhou Sheng fell to the ground, blushing: "It’s my singing... they like my singing..."
Qi Mon was about to hit again. At this moment, Su Ming’an swaggered up to the rooftop, drawing their attention.
"Who’s this white-haired guy?" Qi Mon glanced at Su Ming’an.
"This vibe... either small fry or jellyfish." Geng Lan’s cheeks were growing some scales, she was from the sea clan, and she scoffed: "What kind of strength can a jellyfish have? They can be taken down with one bite!"
If the real Jellyfish Emperor were here, they would probably be furious.
Su Ming’an sighed, this World Game is so primitive, such a game that should belong in the first or second instance was placed in the eleventh one. It made him feel like a War God Dragon King mistakenly entering the Newbie Village.
Just as Su Ming’an was about to act, Number 22 Wu Yi leisurely walked out, holding a camera as if he were on a stroll.
"Oh dear~ I’ve recorded it all, shall we continue?" Wu Yi shook the camera: "If you keep fighting, the video will be automatically uploaded to the principal, you know."
Geng Lan frowned and angrily said: "Mind your own business... let’s go!"
Li Xi’er huffed: "This white-haired one is quite lucky."
The four left downstairs.
"I saw your fists tightening just now, so I reminded you, if you acted on the rooftop, there’s a risk of being captured by the surveillance." Wu Yi said with a smile.
Su Ming’an nodded: "You are my true friend."
Wu Yi’s eyes widened instantly, his previously frivolous expression stiffened in surprise, as if hearing something unbelievable, his eyes filled with joy and complexity: "Are you serious?"
Su Ming’an said: "Yes. My ’true friend’ is you, my ’nemesis’ is another person."
After hearing this, the light in Wu Yi’s eyes dimmed instantly, and he quickly lowered his eyelids: "Oh..."
Wu Yi walked down, but soon stopped.
"Shh..." Wu Yi signaled Su Ming’an to squat down quickly.
Through the railing, Su Ming’an smelled a strong scent of blood — Number 11 Geng Lan, who had just gone downstairs, was lying on the ground covered in blood, her eyes wide open, no longer breathing.
The ground was covered in messy bloodstains and footprints, indicating that Li Xi’er and the others must have fled in a panic.
Kneeling next to Geng Lan’s corpse was a girl with loose black hair, her thick bangs almost covering her eyes, her fingers spinning a blade edge, the blade tip embedded in Geng Lan’s heart.
"... I really can’t stand people with heavy makeup." The girl curled her lips up: "... You were the first one for me to cut open."
Speakers blared from various locations:
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[Number 11 Geng Lan, has died.]
[Current remaining participants: 23.]
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[The detection of the first participant exiting, the third and fourth classes are changed to "Timed Chase and Escape Match."]
[The first killer: Number 20 Ruan Chun, strength increased by 300%, lasting until the end of noon classes. Other 22 participants need to avoid the chase utilizing the campus environment.]
[Due to violating school rules, Ruan Chun will face execution if unable to kill more than five people within the stipulated time.]
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"... Why did the reduction rate suddenly speed up?" Wu Yi murmured: "Did something happen with Luowasha?"
Ruan Chun’s "nemesis" was Geng Lan, after killing her, Ruan Chun’s power increased by 200%, and with an additional 300% increase, she was nearly unstoppable. But if she couldn’t kill five or more people, she would be the one to die.
She didn’t see Su Ming’an and Wu Yi, humming a tune as she went downstairs.
"... What a madman." Wu Yi said blandly: "Where do we go next?"
"Continue the search." Su Ming’an went downstairs.
Along the way, they saw some corpses, all participants from Little Su’s side, indicating Ruan Chun killed wherever she went.
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