Welcome to Rewind World Game-Chapter 1390 - 41: "So Love Is Pain.
Su Ming’an pretended to check on Yu Zhu’s condition.
He didn’t understand medicine, but the smart and wise watch Ah Du scanned it and quickly produced results.
The result was clear; an illness that could last so long and keep the body weak—Yu Zhu had cancer.
Su Ming’an immediately went back to find Sique and got a Life Stone left by Lotasha, placing it in Yu Zhu’s hand, and Yu Zhu’s complexion quickly improved.
"...Miracle...miracle..."
"My God..."
The people watching knelt on the ground, marveling at the miracle.
Su Ming’an took back the Life Stone, almost without any loss.
Yu Zhu stared blankly at Su Ming’an, his emerald pupils flickering, seemingly deciding on something.
...
Su Ming’an left behind a bunch of avant-garde items.
Penicillin, iron tools, a sewing machine, solar batteries, an electric fan... and hundreds of books from various fields.
There were only two hundred people here, and many couldn’t even recognize all the words. To truly understand these things would probably take a long time.
Inside the stone house, the four-person group stood in front of Su Ming’an.
Su Mianbao’s language was already fluent, and he respectfully inquired, "Lord, God, do you see any urgent problems we need to solve?"
The village was thriving, but Su Mianbao always felt there was still some problem.
Su Ming’an looked around: "Of course. I’ve noticed many sick people in the village; you need to set up isolation barriers as soon as possible."
"I remember," Su Mianbao nodded, "Lord, God, do you have any other guidance?"
Su Ming’an thought for a moment: "Additionally, the population issue is most important, I can’t create them by hand every time." Creating just two hundred people nearly made him cough up blood; he couldn’t possibly create billions by himself.
The four-person group exchanged glances, and Yue Ying couldn’t help but ask, "Lord, God, how should we increase the population?"
Su Ming’an was surprised: "You don’t know?"
Yu Zhu’s emerald eyes held a clear confusion: "We don’t know."
Su Ming’an hesitated: "...Do you really not know?"
Uh oh, do these people really not know? No wonder the population hasn’t increased at all these years.
"Know what?"
"What does Lord, God, mean?"
"How should we do it?"
They racked their brains to think, but based on the concepts left by the Lord, God, very few were related to this concept. They had been created, not evolved naturally as humans; all their instincts depended on the Deity.
Su Ming’an almost coughed blood, he should have let Yamada Machiichi create some people too, Yamada Machiichi seemed to know a lot.
"Alright... I’ll teach you..." Su Ming’an informed them, refusing to feel shame, facing knowledge squarely, this was the correct concept.
If everyone could view this correctly, many of the world’s tragedies wouldn’t happen.
After listening, the few of them seemed thoughtful. Li Li said, "Lord, God, you mentioned earlier ’only with love can the next generation be born,’ what is love?"
Su Ming’an thought: "Those men and women who confess to Su Mianbao, what they hold in their hearts is love."
Su Mianbao was surprised: "But they just want to share power with me, does that count as love?"
Su Ming’an shook his head: "That doesn’t count. If they are willing to give up power just to be with you, without a doubt, that is love. But that is not the only form of love. Love is a very complex thing; sometimes, letting go is love, but sometimes, possessiveness is also love."
He seemed to be explaining patiently to four little children.
The four were still too naive, unable to understand such a colorful thing. They had an expression as if they understood, but also didn’t. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶
"It’s like you four together, not wanting to leave each other, feeling sad when seeing each other hurt, feeling anxious when seeing Yu Zhu sick. This is a kind of love. Love and romance are not the same thing." Su Ming’an said:
"Love is not simply about giving, sacrificing, or gaining, but about continually developing and perfecting your own persona in each other’s company. You’ll grow more independent and complete, establishing connections with the world. A good love will make one active, healthy, and stable."
"Oh..." Yue Ying nodded, "So ’love’ is a reluctance to part."
Li Li had his own understanding: "So ’love’ is perfecting one’s own persona together."
Yu Zhu thought: "So ’love’ is pain."
Su Mianbao seemed thoughtful: "’Love’ is empathy..."
The group pondered for a long time, each coming to their own conclusion.
Su Ming’an wasn’t in a hurry to leave, he stayed to mentor Su Mianbao for a time. The time flow in the small world was slow, so he didn’t need to worry about Luowasha’s matters. He finally could take a brief rest.
He liked spending time with Su Mianbao; it was as if he saw a still immature version of himself.
Su Mianbao wanted to learn everything from him—his thoughts, actions, worldview... He generously imparted everything to the child. About the world, about people, about love and death, he had so many insights. From his first loss at age four, to a life-changing event at age ten, and the warmth gained after meeting Uncle Zhao, all the love, hate, and desires he turned into experience and shared with Su Mianbao.
"Lord, God, do you love your father?"
"Yes, I love him."
"Do you love your mother?"
"...I don’t know. I can’t come to a definite answer."
"You love your companions?"
"Yes."
"You love your world?"
"Yes."
"Then, do you love yourself?"
"...Yes."
"Your love is vast... it’s like there’s nothing in the world you don’t love. This confuses me, if you love everything and everyone in this world, what makes love special compared to other emotions? Instead of saying your love is love, rather it’s a habit."
"You’re right. I..."
"I love you."
"...Hmm?"
"I love you, I love you, I love you."
"Why do you..."
"It’s you who gave me everything; all I have is yours. My origin can’t escape your shadow; the later teachings were also from you."
"You must not think this way, Su Mianbao, you are independent. I’m just a passerby in your life. Your name, your nature, your life—all belong to you."
"I know what you like, what you dislike. I know which dish among dozens you would choose to eat first. I know your opinion on a matter, and what reaction you’ll have—because these are all what I would do, I’m almost the same as you. It was you who made me into your shadow, there’s no way to avoid it, as I’m the character you personally created, how can you distance yourself from this?"
"I..."
"I’ve heard you talk about Sique and the World Master. Unknowingly, our relationship seems similar, but I am not rebellious like the World Master, I fully obey you. However, can your retreat be understood as the ’hypocrisy of the Creator’?"
"..."
"It’s alright, I won’t criticize you. Because you are my master, and I am your lamb. You granted my tribe the right to survive, I am eternally grateful to you, I venerate you, I praise you."
At some point, Su Mianbao’s language became increasingly fluent, her thoughts increasingly profound. Sometimes Su Ming’an would briefly escape to the Black Water Dream, pondering under the starlit sky on her words, before returning.
He knew that Su Mianbao’s "love" for him wasn’t pure. He was the creator, and having his favor could help the tribe live better. But she also truly respected and admired him.
The development speed of the small world was getting faster, and the population was gradually increasing.
At 11:00 AM Lotasha time, Su Ming’an once again returned to the Black Water Dream.
"How do you feel? Do you enjoy this feeling of being a creator?" Sique leaned against the recliner, looking like he was about to fall asleep.
"..." Su Ming’an didn’t speak.
He felt scared.
Yes, he felt a slight fear towards Su Mianbao...
He stretched out his right hand, his gaze tracing his own fingerprints, opening and clenching his fist, opening and clenching again, as if doing so could calm himself.
Every time he interacted with Su Mianbao, an uncontrollable fear surged within him, even though he didn’t want to control her. Yet, the more independent she became, the more she resembled him. Her gaze on him made his heartbeat momentarily stop.
"Guilt." Sique pointed out in an instant: "You’re feeling guilty, creator."
To interact with someone who seemed identical to himself yet know full well that he was the source of all creation. Su Mianbao was like his mirror, always reflecting the shadows and hopes hidden in his heart, exposing all his concealed parts openly through her, leaving his private thoughts nowhere to hide. Her existence, even without malice, would suddenly and brutally peel away his hidden layers.
No wonder despite Master being so rebellious, Sique left him unchecked. Because Sique felt guilty, he made Master into who he is today; he allowed a piece of his own flesh to grow into Master. How could he kill the "child" who separated from him?
Love comes from him, hate comes from him, everything comes from him.
"Mr. Lighthouse, your dilemma lies in the fact that Su Mianbao is your only protagonist. Just throw in a few more protagonists, and she won’t be able to sway your heart anymore." Sique directly voiced his blunt opinion.
"Make a few more?" Su Ming’an felt troubled. Who knows if it’ll turn into a situation where Sique is pursued by everyone?
"You have ready-made ones—your cards." Sique pointed at Su Ming’an: "You can’t stay in the small world teaching people all the time, so why not throw your cards in? First, the cards are loyal to you and can help you develop the small world. Second, the cards’ growth rate can’t keep up with you anymore, so placing them in the small world for decades allows them to level up quickly. Third, the two cards you drew count as your creations. They can act as your second and third protagonists, alongside Su Mianbao."
What Sique said made a lot of sense.
Su Ming’an opened the card interface:
...
[Card Name: SSR·Mirror·Su Qing]
[Class: Chanter (Back Row)]
[Belief God: None]
[Personality Alignment: Neutral Evil]
[Darkening Value: 78 points]
[Level: lv.59]
[Positional Rank: 0 stars]
[Glimpse of the Divine: Radiant Angel]
[World Tree’s Favor: None]
[Equipment: None]
...
[Card Name: SR·Humble Mourner·Su Jingtang]
[Class: Knight (Front Row)]
[Belief God: None]
[Personality Alignment: Order Good]
[Darkening Value: 0 points]
[Level: lv.55]
[Positional Rank: 0 stars]
[Glimpse of the Divine: None]
[World Tree’s Favor: None]
[Equipment: None]
...
"To your world? Sure, I don’t mind." Su Qing readily agreed.
"Starting from the primitive period and developing into a civilized society...sure, I’m very interested." Su Jingtang adjusted his glasses and said gently: "Even if not interested, I will do what Lord has entrusted."
After gaining their consent, Su Ming’an released the duo.
Su Qing, Su Jingtang, Su Mianbao. With the union of the three Su, the era would surely develop rapidly.
After resting for a moment, Su Ming’an watched the actions of Demon Line Su Ming’an for a while. At this time, Demon Line Su Ming’an had already reached the base of the World Tree, conversing with Grandma Lü.
This day was destined to reset, so Su Ming’an had no intention of interfering. He quickly re-entered the small world. Now his only task was to quickly make the small world a safe sanctuary for the Zhai Star people.
...
[Welcome, creator Su Ming’an.]
[Current small world stage: Low Magic World (Stone Age)]
[Current year: 19 years]
[Current population: 326 people]
...
Unknowingly, the four-person group turned 19.
After Su Ming’an’s previous explanations, the number of newborns increased significantly. The tribespeople transformed from individual-centered to family-centered. The originally altruistic villagers gradually learned to hide some of their labor’s fruits for their children’s better nourishment.
The village no longer used communal resource allocation and had divided into four main households—farmers, hunters, fishermen, and factory workers. The public ownership started transitioning towards private ownership.
The stone houses of the four-person group were built higher and higher. Previously open doors now had tall stone walls built outside to prevent people from sneaking in.
Commoners could no longer easily enter the Clan Leader’s house, and a distinct gap appeared between them.
Su Ming’an landed in Su Mianbao’s room again, but this time she wasn’t writing at the desk. Instead, she was waiting for something.
Upon seeing Su Ming’an suddenly appear, Su Mianbao seemed to have anticipated it, rushing forward and pressing down on Su Ming’an’s shoulder.
"...You’ve been waiting for me?" Su Ming’an asked in surprise.
Su Mianbao supported him, letting him sit in the soft chair, but her hand didn’t leave his shoulder: "God Sir comes at similar intervals each time, so I figured you would arrive these days and have been waiting."
"Is there something urgent?" Su Ming’an turned his head, noticing her gaze was a bit too sharp.
"Yes." Su Mianbao said softly, her eyes dark, her breathing almost in sync with his: "...Recently, there have been two new settlements outside the village, one with a Clan Leader named Su Qing, the other with a Clan Leader named Su Jingtang."
Su Ming’an didn’t expect these two to choose themselves as kings instead of assisting Su Mianbao. As expected, they weren’t the type to live under others. Competition would lead the world to develop faster, and Su Ming’an had no intention of interfering.
Su Mianbao’s breathing became slightly more rapid, moving closer to his ear: "...If war breaks out between the tribes, you will choose my side, right?"
Su Ming’an’s pupils dilated for a moment, wanting to refuse. After all, he wouldn’t favor any side.
But Su Mianbao repeated, like a child suddenly abandoned by a father:
"I am your first creation. From the same origin, I will be better and more loyal to you than your bloodlines Su Qing and Su Jingtang...you will obey, right."
Her fingers tightened, resting in his palm, her voice lowered:
"...You will choose my side, right, Father God."
