Welcome to Rewind World Game-Chapter 1323 - 1317: Demon Line - "Big Brother.

In front of him was a sharp knife.

Su Ming’an blinked his eyes. Before he could realize where he was, the knife moved a little closer to him.

"Quiet."

The one holding the knife was a man draped in a black robe, his voice hoarse:

"Below you is a sealing formation I sought from the Master of the End of All Things. Even if you are a newborn Rin Clan, once the formation is activated, something will happen. If you don’t want to die, don’t move around. Stay put."

Su Ming’an looked around. This was a dark little room, lit only by the faint glow of a candle.

...Wasn’t he just watching memories under Hui Bai’s gaze? Where was he brought to?

The watch, Du, whispered, "Anjiang. While you were watching the memory, Hui Bai and Xiao Bai suddenly fell into a deep sleep, and then this black-robed man rushed in and kidnapped you. He should be someone from the Master of the End of All Things, borrowing the Sleeping Spell Formation, and came to take you, the newborn Rin Clan."

Su Ming’an felt the ground, finding there a bright red array with a smell of french fries.

The Rin Clan was indeed a hot commodity; newborn Rin Clan, if snatched, could easily be swayed off course.

Perhaps when Hui Bai and Xiao Bai first started creating the artificial Rin Clan, many factions had already caught the scent. The Deities of Evil Faction, the Master of the End of All Things, the Rushing Tree Force, the Blood Clan... all were watching the newborn Rin Clan intently. They had waited around the World Tree for six to seven days, and now they had finally found an opportunity.

It was unknown which faction this black-robed man belonged to?

"If you think eating the Rin Clan will turn you into one, you’re bound to be disappointed." Su Ming’an said. He remembered that at the beginning, there were several factions aiming to consume the Rin Clan.

The black-robed man hesitated for a moment before shaking his head, "I don’t intend to eat you."

"Brainwashing me is equally impossible." Su Ming’an said.

The black-robed man was silent for a while, then lowered his head and whispered, "...I didn’t think that either."

There was a hint of grievance in his tone, even though he was the one committing the act of kidnapping.

Now it was Su Ming’an’s turn to be puzzled—why went through all this trouble to kidnap him?

"Don’t think about going back." The black-robed man moved closer to Su Ming’an: "The Master of the End of All Things has shielded this place for me, even if those two Order Guardians wake up, they won’t find you."

His tone was fierce, as if deliberately scaring a child not to run around.

"Fine. Then I’ll sleep for a while." Su Ming’an lay down.

The black-robed man stared at Su Ming’an in shock.

"You’re... You’re not scared?" The black-robed man’s voice had a hint of hesitation. He hadn’t expected Su Ming’an to be so calm.

Su Ming’an’s expression remained unchanged.

If the real Master of the End of All Things were here, he might be more cautious, but the black-robed man was merely an agent of the Master of the End.

Now it was the black-robed man’s turn to be uneasy. After a moment of silence, he walked over to Su Ming’an and reached out his hand.

Su Ming’an instantly opened his eyes, a bright white cross light flashing in his pupils, with spatial vibration ready to erupt.

However, the black-robed man merely took out a few... alphabet cards?

"Here, recognize these, which one is edible?" The cards in the black-robed man’s hand depicted a bat, an octopus, a magpie, and a jellyfish.

Su Ming’an looked up in surprise.

...Was this teaching him common knowledge? He was truly treating him like a newborn Rin Clan.

"The jellyfish." Su Ming’an said.

"Mm... Mm." The black-robed man seemed a bit uneasy, scratched his face, and brought out new alphabet cards:

"Next question. If you encountered a suspicious person covered in colors and wearing a smiling mask, what should you do?"

"...Stay away immediately." Su Ming’an said.

"Right." The black-robed man pulled a little red flower out of his pocket and handed it to Su Ming’an, "You answered correctly, this is your reward."

Su Ming’an: "..."

If it were a true newborn Rin Clan, they should be happy when praised.

The black-robed man patiently imparted more common knowledge to Su Ming’an. Surprisingly, the black-robed man was earnest in his teaching, all proper worldviews, with no distorted content or deliberate guidance. It was as if he truly intended to help Su Ming’an grow.

Kidnapping a newborn Rin Clan, not to brainwash but to properly cultivate?

"Don’t you like the little red flower?" The black-robed man looked at Su Ming’an’s expression, thought for a moment, and cautiously pulled out a sealed peach pastry from his pocket, "Here, want this? I made it myself this morning."

The peach pastry had an aroma of alcohol, instantly putting Su Ming’an on alert.

"Why does it smell like alcohol?" The black-robed man noticed just then, patting it hastily, "It might’ve picked it up from the banquet before, but it’s gone now, here you go."

The peach pastry handed to Su Ming’an was normal, not poisoned.

Su Ming’an accepted the pastry and set it aside. He just felt there was a peculiar ambiance between them.

At this moment, the black-robed man seemed to receive a message from the Master of the End of All Things, straightening up and walking out: "...I’ll be back soon, don’t run around."

Very quickly, the room was left with only Su Ming’an.

Su Ming’an stood up, observing the formation under his feet. At that moment, from the corner came Yamada Machiichi’s voice:

"Su Ming’an, I’m here."

A moment later, Yamada Machiichi manifested before Su Ming’an.

"You’ve been following me all along?" Su Ming’an asked in surprise.

"I have a Purple Grade tracking prop, very high level, acquired in the Seventh World. I’ve always set you as the tracking target. Wherever you go, I can follow. When I saw you get kidnapped, I immediately went invisible and followed." Yamada Machiichi said quietly.

"Got it." Su Ming’an explained the perspective shift mechanism, "I’m planning to switch perspectives back, so Sique doesn’t use my body to run around. I want to see what he’s doing."

Yamada Machiichi’s eyes widened, alert, "...Hold on! If you switch now, wouldn’t the true newborn Rin Clan dominate your body? If he sees me, wouldn’t he kill me as a stranger?"

"Probably not? He just woke up, with an immature mind, like a child. The first person he sees upon opening his eyes will probably be you and might even see you as a mother." Su Ming’an said, "If you’re uneasy, you can remain invisible, you can’t leave anyway."

Yamada Machiichi’s expression was conflicted for a moment, perhaps the idea of "becoming the Rin Clan’s mother" was appealing. Moments later, he straightened up with determination, "Go ahead, Su Ming’an, I’ll face this newborn Rin Clan!"

Su Ming’an switched back to the first perspective.

In front of Yamada Machiichi, the Rin Clan slowly opened his eyes, his gaze naïve and clear.

"Ahem." Yamada Machiichi coughed once, "Hello."

"Hello..." the Rin Clan began, his voice slightly hoarse, "Have you seen my brothers and sisters?"

Yamada Machiichi knew that each generation of the Rin Clan was triplets. However, this generation had one artificial one, and the other two probably hadn’t been born yet.

He touched his head, suddenly struck by a flash of inspiration, and lied with hands on his hips, "Heh... I am your brother, but I formed into a human shape earlier than you."

He thought this was a good opportunity, building a relationship with the Rin Clan would surely be beneficial. After all, newborns were innocent and easily deceived.

The Rin Clan blinked in surprise, murmuring gently:

"Bro... Brother?"

Yamada Machiichi blushed hearing this soft call, responding quietly, "Mm... Mm."

He felt a kind of guilt for deceiving children,

"Brother, can you beat me?" The Rin Clan tilted their head.

"Of course!" Yamada Town nodded. He was an esteemed player in the ranking, though he couldn’t handle someone like Su Ming’an or Noel, dealing with a newborn was a piece of cake.

"Great." The Rin Clan clasped their hands together, smiling, "Then let’s give it a try, brother."

...Give it a try?

Yamada Machiichi hadn’t come to his senses yet when suddenly his throat hurt, an invisible small hand silently gripped his neck and slammed him hard onto the ground!

"Boom——!"

The steel floor cracked, webs extended densely, Yamada Machiichi’s occipital bone throbbed in pain, his vision blackened, and he couldn’t even use his skills.

The intense suppression felt kept him from getting up. The small transparent figure sat on top of him, pressing its knee against his abdomen, its inorganic eyes quietly watching him, exuding an overwhelming aura.

At that moment, Yamada Machiichi saw a pair of golden eyes... sharp, beastly, cold.

Rin Clan transforming into human form symbolized their reaching maturity. And merely transforming a pair of eyes meant they were starting this process.

"Brother." The Rin Clan’s fingers tightened: "...You don’t seem as strong as me."

...Who could have thought!

Yamada Machiichi was utterly shocked; this race was too unfair! So strong right from birth. Just one of them, but if three were born, they’d be invincible.

"Brother is not as strong as you, let brother go." Yamada Machiichi was nearly suffocating, patting the Rin Clan’s arm, "Let go quickly, are you interested in paper puppets? How about brother tells you anime stories? Once upon a time, there was a boy named Tatsumi..."

Those cold eyes squinted, revealing a faint smile that interrupted him:

"——Brother hasn’t understood the Rin Clan’s rules?"

Yamada Machiichi was bewildered.

...Rules? What rules?

The Rin Clan leaned down:

"Brother knows the survival laws of birds? Nestlings compete in the nest for the food brought back by parents. Stronger nestlings usually get food, while weaker ones may starve to death..."

"Only by concentrating nutrients on the stronger bird can the nestling grow better. It’s a natural selection, an evolution mechanism..."

"So, brother knows why each generation of the Rin Clan is triplets?"

Dead silence.

The room became exceptionally quiet.

Yamada Machiichi’s eyes widened, instantly regretting: "Wait... I’m not your brother, I was just lying to you!"

Who could have thought triplets weren’t heartfelt family members, but born enemies of life and death. Only by devouring their two sibling brethren could the Rin Clan obtain their true destiny of salvation.

"You have my brother’s scent on you, I can recognize it... You can’t deceive me." The Rin Clan’s brows curved.

"You’re talking nonsense, this generation of the Rin Clan is just you! You don’t have any brother!" Yamada Machiichi argued.

"No." The Rin Clan’s eyes flickered, "Only I am artificial, the other two... one was already born. I can sense him, he was born before me, so he’s my brother..."

Yamada Machiichi was utterly confused, the next moment, he suddenly realized something, his body broke out in goosebumps.

The scent couldn’t stay too long, only recently picked up, and the only person he recently contacted was...

"No way, isn’t Su Ming’an a Lighthouse Jellyfish? Does that mean the Rin Clan doesn’t see flesh, but soul." Yamada Machiichi pondered privately: "Su Ming’an’s soul... was always Rin Clan from the start!?"

He suddenly recalled the white-haired girl named Xi Li, Xi Li was of the previous Rin Clan, but her body clearly belonged to the White Fox Clan — therefore, the Rin Clan selects souls, not flesh.

"I’ll first test if you’re my brother. If you’re not, I’ll continue searching..." The Rin Clan lowered its head.

"How to test?" Yamada Machiichi attempted to get up.

The next moment, he heard a chilling gnawing sound.

He looked down, seeing a hole in his chest, a heart held by the Rin Clan, like a vivid apple.

He had no chance to resist.

Blood dripped down the Rin Clan’s fingers, the Rin Clan chewed as those golden eyes seemed to be pondering.

Yamada Machiichi opened his mouth, blood flowed from the corner, in the final moments of consciousness, he heard the murmuring of the Rin Clan:

"No growth in strength, you’re really not my brother..."

"It’s okay, I can follow the scent to find him... I’ll find him..."

...

[(Yamada Machiichi) is dead.]

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[<Sique Perspective> April 7, 2025, 9:00 AM]

[——3 hours until Red Sun Descends.]

...

Su Ming’an opened his eyes, seeing himself holding a cup of wheat juice.

The amber wheat juice flowed inside the glass, light sparkled in the banquet hall, people surrounded him like stars around the moon.

...What was Sique doing? Having a party before the Apocalypse?

Su Ming’an glanced at his attire; purple hair in a high ponytail, a robe with red-white contrast, a magpie pin on his chest, the clothes had a slight aroma. Indeed, Sique was a Time Management Master, hosting a proper banquet in less than an hour.

Then he saw a middle-aged man with a flushed face coming towards him.

The middle-aged man wore an ill-fitting suit, extremely poor fabric, and an unsophisticated hairstyle, utterly out-of-place at such a grand banquet. His hands were nervously placed at his sides, legs trembling.

Others, upon seeing this man, whispered:

"Who is this guy? Such an unrefined outfit, how does he qualify for this great Creation Banquet?"

"Seems like a lucky invitee... named Lin Hejin... an unknown guy."

"Such luck, getting to speak with Lord Sique for a full minute..."

Upon hearing this name, Su Ming’an froze.

...Lin Hejin?

Had he heard this name before? Why did it feel oddly familiar?

"...Hello?" Su Ming’an looked at the man before him: "Do you have a question for me?"

Lin Hejin trembled all over, his face flushed:

"I— I want to say—"