Welcome to Rewind World Game-Chapter 1355 - 6: "It’s Time to Let Go, Su Ming’an.
The Deity Ming’an asked the second question.
"After everything ends, who will walk out of the World Game alive?"
"A. Su Ming’an. B. Noel. C. Yuanyuan. D. Lü Shu. E. Su Rin. F. Others."
"This question is single-choice."
Su Ming’an raised his eyes, staring at those golden eyes, the golden pupils were calm, seemingly not finding this question cruel.
"Single-choice question?"
"Single-choice question."
"There isn’t a correct answer to this, is there?"
"You guess."
"What if I want to choose all?"
"The result of ’wanting them all’ is often ’having none,’ you’d better be more pragmatic."
The dampness on his chest gradually turned cold, Noel’s blood stuck to his clothes.
Lü Shu’s body lay not far behind, a mix of red and white, indistinguishable whether it was the color of fire or snow.
Yuanyuan’s book was placed in the backpack’s pocket, the cat-ear pendant lying quietly.
In this current situation, the answer is already self-evident.
In all fairness, his own survival probability is the lowest, unimaginably low, followed by Yuanyuan, whose soul longevity is a major problem. Next is Lü Shu, just from Acto and Lin Guang’s endings one can see. Then there is Noel, due to harboring ideals for the New World, Noel’s will to survive is actually the highest.
The most likely to walk out of the World Game alive is Su Rin. But this isn’t a happy ending for Su Rin, who knows if Pulaya has "walked out" of the World Game?
"F." After a moment of silence, Su Ming’an gave the answer.
The Deity Ming’an seemed to have anticipated Su Ming’an’s answer, neither saying right nor wrong.
His hand pressed against Su Ming’an’s forehead, and memories regarding the Supreme Lord flooded in.
...
The Supreme Lord was still catching up on "Number One Player (Su Ming’an)".
Unable to sleep at night, unable to put the book down, unable to stop.
One day, the Supreme Lord discovered that Su Ming’an had reached the eleventh instance. This instance was named Luowasha, which happened to be His world.
—The protagonist of the story was actually about to appear before Him!?
The Supreme Lord’s emotions were complicated.
As the Supreme Lord of Luowasha, He was the primordial life of Luowasha, witnessing its glory, decline, and rise.
Since Su Ming’an had come, He directly put the Space-time Record Body aside to personally observe Su Ming’an’s journey.
When Su Ming’an couldn’t see, the Supreme Lord always hid in the shadows, secretly watching.
... He would keep watching him, until he seizes the Authority, forever and always...
He witnessed Su Ming’an being born in the Red Tower Kingdom, adventuring all the way, participating in the Disciple Game, countering and killing the Goddess of Life, participating in the World Master’s selection... The protagonist’s journey was so lively with flowers, it seemed the entire world revolved around him.
He was indeed special, wherever he went, he was the world’s core.
Until the tenth day of the instance, the Red Sun descended.
Despite Su Ming’an exhausting everything trying to save, his companions still all perished. Under the Red Sun, none survived.
More terrifying was, the Supreme Lord could feel Su Ming’an’s consciousness repeatedly shattering at a certain point in time, more than ten times, yet the situation did not change.
Had he repeated the same time node over ten times?
But nothing improved, indicating Su Ming’an encountered a very terrifying situation—"Death Loop."
After all, even rewinding time a bit couldn’t stop the Red Sun.
More than ten times, over twenty times, more than thirty times... the Supreme Lord sensed the number of consciousness breaks increasing, Su Ming’an always stuck in the same timeframe, maniacally repeating.
Thirty-five times.
Forty times.
Forty-five times.
Death loop, death loop, endlessly repeating death loop.
An irreversible team wipe ending.
Under the Red Sun, the mentally collapsed youth lay in a pool of blood, laughing uncontrollably, surrounded by his companions’ corpses.
He sat atop countless remains, gathering his friends’ skeletons, his smile silent yet insane. The skyline was dyed twilight-colored, reflecting the gradually collapsing mountains and rivers.
On the forty-sixth time, the Supreme Lord appeared before Su Ming’an.
Before this, He never thought, as a "reader," one day He would actively intervene in the "protagonist’s" life. Clearly, there had been a vast universe between them, with only spiritual resonance faintly felt, He followed the traces Su Ming’an’s life left, as if reading an unreachable book.
But at this moment, He actively stepped into the river Su Ming’an was in. "Reader" and "protagonist" began to encounter each other.
"—Don’t cry."
He said.
Although His goal was the entropy reduction tool and seizing Authority, His affection for the protagonist made Him speak words of comfort. After all, very few can dislike this youth after seeing his life.
"...Who are you?" Su Ming’an lifted his head.
His face was covered with blood, his gaze dazed, he didn’t even realize what flowed on his face wasn’t just blood.
He gathered those battered remains, pulling them one by one onto himself.
A friend’s hand bones, leg bones, neck bones... he piled them bit by bit onto himself, then tightly embraced these shattered bones, almost merging into his flesh and blood.
"The Supreme Lord of Luowasha, Tosolius. I’m here to help you." The Supreme Lord said. To facilitate communication, He transformed into a white goat, its horns curled, blinking with amber eyes.
"...Did you cause the Red Sun?" Su Ming’an asked.
"No. It was orchestrated by the Master of the End of All Things, with the World Tree’s acquiescence. I am merely an observer." The Supreme Lord said.
"...Why are they doing this?"
"To ’solidify’ the ending."
"...What do you mean?"
"The entropy increase rate in Luowasha was too fast, methods needed to be devised to delay it." The Supreme Lord said:
"Some cosmic theories (such as the cyclic universe theory) propose that the universe undergoes periodic expansion and contraction, with each cycle ’restarting’ the universe’s state. These theories suggest that although entropy increase is inevitable in each universe cycle, there might be a redistribution of entropy at the end of a cycle."
"So the Master of the End of All Things’ solution to entropy increase is to destroy all life, returning civilization to the Primitive Age, ’restarting’ everything."
"In the previous 3029 civilizations, He did the same thing, rebooted the civilization to the Primitive Age, successfully delayed the entropy increase. But He hit a snag in Luowasha."
"Because Luowasha has a magical Creation System, as long as things are recorded in words, they can be regenerated over and over again. So, to avoid reverting to the Primitive Age, the World Tree devised a loophole—we record everything before the ’reset’, and every time we ’reset’ back to the Primitive Age, we immediately create everything based on the recorded words, making it equivalent to reverting the civilization to a period just before, rather than back to the nothingness of the Primitive Age."
"All the dead will appear again without incident, living the same life, instead of disappearing completely."
"Therefore, you need not be too sad."
"If we were to compare Luowasha to a book,"
"—when we continuously reopen the book, the story always starts again."
Su Ming’an looked up, red and white liquid dripped from his cheeks, bloodstains smeared his lips.
Broken remains scattered over him, his entire body soaked with the stark white fragments of human bones.
...No wonder, no wonder.
...Luowasha indeed has a reset mechanism; it’s just that the principle of this mechanism exceeded his predictions.
He had thought it was like a simple cyclical Reincarnation Authority of Qiongdi. Yet he didn’t expect it to be a Creation System, written out forcefully again and again with pen and words.
Luowasha, is essentially a story of "Divine Brush Ma Liang."
A white goat approached him, hooves unstained:
"The ’reset’ of other civilizations means the death of all life, the world reverting to the Primitive Age, everything starting anew."
"But Luowasha’s ’reset’ only signifies going back a period before; no one actually dies."
"If you hold tightly to the extinction ending before the ’reset’, preventing time from moving forward, you are merely trapping yourself."
"—It’s time to let go, Su Ming’an."
"Wait for the next river to flow, wait to meet them again."
Su Ming’an slowly wiped the bloodstains off his face. His entire body was suffused with red, covered in various shades of blood.
The Lord of the End was also unlucky to run into Luowasha, a tough nut. First, being forcibly delayed for thousands of years by Sique, and when the Lord of the End intended to execute the destruction, the World Tree exploited a loophole rendering the ’reset’ mechanism practically ineffective.
As long as the Lord of the End rushed to descend the Red Sun, destroying everyone and resetting the world, Luowasha would swiftly recover to normal after reset, and everyone would act as if nothing happened.
Just like pinching a squeeze toy, initially thought crushed, yet soon it inflates back to its original form.
"...Do people remember being ’reset’?" Su Ming’an asked.
"Theoretically not," said the Supreme Lord: "But if the ’reset’ happens too frequently, perhaps a slight trace might remain in the mind. The more times it happens, the deeper the impression. But only exceptionally strong individuals might experience this. Ordinary people won’t have any impression."
"How many times has Luowasha been ’reset’?" asked Su Ming’an.
"Many times," replied the Supreme Lord:
"Each time it’s Sique responsible for recording everything before the ’reset’, transcribing it into the time after the ’reset’, replicating it."
"You can think of the time before ’reset’ as the ’previous book’. And after ’reset’, it’s akin to transcribing everything from the ’previous book’ into the ’next book’, where we are reborn in the ’next book’."
"Since the ’reset’ has occurred so many times, even some royals have impressions. But they don’t know the truth; they think Sique deliberately guided the world’s reset, wanting people to forget everything, to escape his sin."
"Sin?" Su Ming’an didn’t understand. Wasn’t Sique doing a good deed? Where does the sin come from?
"After all, before every reset, to maximize recording everything, Sique had to do many extremely bad things. Others observing this wouldn’t understand why he performed these evil acts." said the Supreme Lord.
...
[Ahead of the Dragon Emperor and the Elf King, Blood Prince Xi Ge seized Su Ming’an’s wrist first, showing a grim smile: "...Olivius, we’ve been looking, and now you’ve finally appeared."
She stared at him with a nearly cannibalistic gaze: "How satisfying was writing the ’previous book’? Did you really think that finishing the book, I and the Elf King and others would forget everything? You didn’t realize we all remember you, even your scent... you fraudster."]
...
Su Ming’an was startled.
This was the phrase the Blood Prince uttered at the instance’s start.
—So when she referred to ’the previous book,’ she meant ’ the last reset’...!
Logically speaking, royals wouldn’t remember things before the reset, but due to the overwhelming number of resets, impressions still lingered in their minds, causing them to remember certain things before the reset.
"What guilty things did Sique do before each reset?" Su Ming’an asked.
The white goat gazed at him, its horns curled:
"For example..."
"For instance, destroying Dragon Valley, uncovering the secrets within Dragon Clan’s bloodline; or taking the Crescent Spring essential for the Elf race’s Survival, researching the life Transformation formula within the spring; or stealing the Insect Queen’s egg to find out what’s inside the egg..."
"He is a describer, he needs to know every possible major point that could change the World, so all of this he must record."
...
["Ian hates you because you destroyed his Dragon Valley. Huan Jiala hates you because you took the Crescent Spring vital for Elf race’s Survival. Moqi hates you because you stole the Queen’s egg..." Xi Ting’s voice ends with a familiar hook, always rising.]
...
"Another instance, due to a prior reset, the Blood Clan ancestor suddenly went mad, nearly causing the Gods to fall. To prevent it from happening again, Sique specifically visited Blood Clan’s Crescent Island to record the Blood ancestor’s data."
...
["Deceiving feelings pertains to..." Su Ming’an couldn’t help but care.
Xi Ting’s voice was lingering: "Just that day, when you said you’d paint the ancestor’s portrait, but while the ancestor posed, you recorded every bit of data on paper, wanting to write out another ancestor... So, what do you really see the ancestor as? Out with the old, in with the new? Is one friend not enough?"]
...
"Moreover, he has gained assistance from several Dukes of Blood Clan. However, he believed they wouldn’t recall things before the reset, so after he cajoled the Blood Clan treasure, he vanished without a trace."
"This led to several Dukes of Blood Clan being punished by the ancestor, bearing a deep hatred for Sique."
...
["Alright, follow me back to Crescent Island. Several Dukes of Blood Clan ’miss’ you desperately." Xi Ge gritted her teeth: "I’ll bring you back now, let you feel our misery in the last book..."]
...
"Furthermore, to stabilize morale, he spewed falsehoods consistently."
"He promised everyone a New World void of death and injury."
...
["If not for you, would our internal factions turn against each other over you? You spewed lies, sowed dissent, promised everyone entrance to the New World. You are deceitful to the core—this time, I won’t allow you the chance." Xi Ge’s smile grew chillingly colder, as if contemplating something terrifying.]
...
"Situations like this are beyond count."
"He is Luowasha’s biggest fraudster, most eloquent trickster."
