Welcome to Rewind World Game-Chapter 1674 - 17: "My Confusion Will Reveal the Dawn
The hall was so silent that a pin drop could be heard.
The audience froze.
Hui Chi was silent for a moment, then laughed. His laugh remained gentle, echoing through the vast hall.
"How did you know? Clearly, the logic of this story is incredibly reasonable and fits the consistent aesthetics of the world game. The previous instances with Holy Initiation, Tretiya, Su Wensheng, and the others were all like this. Why do you doubt it this time?"
Su Ming’an quietly watched him, his eyes clear.
"Because this is Luowasha. If here, I still think only with past emotions, sooner or later I would be manipulated completely, thinking my thoughts are free will until the very last moment."
Hui Chi tilted his head with interest, "So?"
"If I were truly deceived by you, moved by your so-called stories of sacrifice, and acknowledged your dedication..." Su Ming’an said, "you would kill me."
Hui Chi did not deny it, nodding lightly. "Because such a you, a you deceived by my lies, cannot possibly defeat the Mother Goddess. Even if you obtain the Holy Sword, gather the Key, and reach the end, it would only lead to another failure, rendering this reincarnation even more despairing. Therefore..."
He slightly inhaled, and the temperature between the Holy Seats subtly rose, permeated by a scorching breath.
"...it would be better if I let you start over here."
"I’m sorry, Your Highness, you might consider this cruel... Have you thought of the real reason why I am doing this?"
Su Ming’an scanned the sacred hall, his gaze sweeping over each mural depicting the epic of Gods and Demons, finally falling back on Hui Chi, back on the statue of the Radiant Mother Goddess with red eyes.
"Logic." Su Ming’an said.
Hui Chi’s pupils almost imperceptibly contracted.
Su Ming’an had never forgotten the world’s essence; his identity was the "World Master’s Heir," while Hui Chi’s identity was the "Pope." 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞
"In this epic of Luowasha, woven by the Radiant Mother Goddess, the {Pope} and the {World Master’s Heir} are naturally in conflict in logic. As the heir intending to awaken the Demon Mother Goddess, I must be seen as the greatest threat." Su Ming’an spoke with a calm voice,
"According to the most basic logic, as the Pope, the only behavior that fits your role is to use all your strength to stop, suppress, or even eliminate me."
Hui Chi remained silent, with something violently surging deep in his eyes.
"However." Su Ming’an shifted the conversation, "you, me, and Hui Bei, we three are awake. We retain memories, clearly aware that we are trapped in a script, knowing the Mother’s existence, aware of observation and reincarnation."
"Hui Chi, you want to act according to your own will, you want to defy the destiny arranged by the Mother. But you can’t directly violate the fundamental logic of a {Pope faithful to the Radiant Mother Goddess}, otherwise, it would cause Mother’s intervention, losing the opportunity to operate within the framework."
"Therefore, you must find a way - a method that ’respects the character setting’ while doing things that ’surpass the character setting.’ You must create a causality in the logic that can explain itself."
His finger pointed to Hui Bei’s corpse on the ground, then to the dagger with traces of demonization:
"Thus, this scene occurs - {Pope Hui Chi, after prolonged exposure to Abyssal Demonization Power, loses control, assassinating the Council’s head Hui Bei who came to advise him, thereby exposing the fact of being polluted, causing great turmoil within the Church and intensifying the Council’s conflict. The World Master’s Heir Su Wenli takes the opportunity to stabilize and ascend.}"
"Perfect logic, it successfully deceived the vast majority of the audience."
"The Pope is no longer the Pope who needs to stop the heir. He became a ’Divine Defiler unable to preserve himself,’ the ’culprit behind the chaos in two major forces.’ His character setting was overturned, he turned from an order defender to an order destroyer. He lost the position and ability to openly stop the heir as the Pope."
"In this logic, {the Pope not fully stopping the World Master’s Heir, choosing to secretly observe or do something} becomes reasonable - a Pope entangled in great troubles, faith collapsed, and power foundation weakened, has no spare strength to manage the heir. He is already overwhelmed."
"This is why you killed Hui Bei... No, you and Hui Bei performed this play together, not to move me with sacrifice, but to cover the {Pope} character setting’s behavior restrictions from a logical level."
"You killed Hui Bei, also killed - your character setting."
"Hui Bei used his death as the most intense dramatic turning point, helping you complete this character overthrow. From now on, in this story, you are no longer the Pope that needs to be my enemy. You gained a certain degree of free action space within the framework, even if this freedom came at the cost of defamation, betrayal, and estrangement."
"You are free, Hui Chi."
The space between the Holy Seats was plunged into dead silence. The heat grew increasingly intense, the air seemed so hot as if it might burst into flames.
Hui Chi stood there quietly, the gentle mask on his face vanished, leaving only a near void tranquility.
"...Completely correct, Your Highness." His voice was very light.
He bowed slightly, golden hair strands drooping slightly in front of his forehead.
Both he and Hui Bei clearly knew, this was merely the Mother’s script. The incorrect world line covered the correct world line under the influence of the Seventh Thrones. Originally, Luowasha was not like this.
Their will and thoughts surpassed the settings given to them, fundamentally conflicting with logic.
— Only when Pope Hui Chi kills Council Head Hui Bei, is there a reasonable causality concept, successfully making Prince Su Ming’an ascend, and Hui Chi’s actions become freer.
— His position is {villain}, yet he wants to do {righteous} things, then he must create a {shed to force a villain to aid the righteous} opportunity.
— Logic must be connected.
"Mother arranged this character setting and position for me, expecting me to become Her puppet, as per the character setting to stop you." Hui Chi smiled.
Su Ming’an said: "——Yet you inherited this character setting and did what defied His wishes."
"Yes." Pope Hui Chi nodded, spreading his arms, leaning against the stained glass window filled with sky light.
His smile remained faint and dignified, yet faintly exuded a hint of madness,
"Even if this will forsake everything I have gained."
"Even if the world will know me as reckless and audacious."
"Since the Radiant Mother God, with the help of the Seventh Thrones Eternal Lord, can use the crafted world line to overwrite the correct world line. Then, if this kind of thing has happened more than once, and the forger is not just the Radiant Mother God from one high dimension, and what was rewritten is more than just a single planet, Luowasha..."
Pope Hui Chi turned his head, the divine light flickering in his crimson eyes:
"Just like you and your Zhai Xing brethren know the classic example—’strawberry tree.’"
"Everyone naturally believes that strawberries have always grown on trees. But in fact? Strawberries are a creeping herbaceous plant on the ground. People’s common sense, textbooks, and cognition have been unknowingly replaced. The reality they firmly believe in is false at its root."
His gaze returned to the mural of Luowasha, looking at the devout believers depicted in the painting:
"In people’s common sense, the Radiant Mother God is a Righteous God, the source of knowledge and grace. Those proficient in the Radiant Divine Theology Books can score full marks, find good jobs, and rise to high positions. Thus, everyone frantically pursues the knowledge bestowed by the Mother God, seeing it as the only ladder to truth and strength."
Pope Hui Chi’s lips curved into a bitter smile:
"They have thus forgotten that the light of Luowasha’s civilization was meant to be ignited collectively by twenty-seven distinct deities, characterized by the clash of ideas, freedom of beliefs, the flourishing of myriad possibilities. They have further forgotten that knowledge should be gleaned by humans through observation, hypothesis, experimentation, and falsification, arduously explored step by step. This is the magnificence and grandeur of [science]."
"——And not like it is now, where just by being devout enough, one could receive answers blessed by the Mother God! People destroyed microscopes and experimental apparatuses, using the scepter given by the Mother God to glance at bacteria... Magic surpasses the repeatedly calculated formulas, faith surpasses a researcher’s lifetime achievements... Convenient, efficient, without the need for thinking. All it takes is shouting ’God above all,’ and one can obtain every truth."
"Thus, the clumsy method of [science], which requires long accumulation, was banished."
"You know Ran Bo, you should understand this. His dismay and tragedy on the surface stemmed from Sique, but fundamentally, it stemmed from this world itself."
The temperature between the Holy Seats rose so high that it distorted the air, the light in the Mother God’s crimson pupils almost materialized. Pope Hui Chi stood straight, seemingly unaware of the oppression, his eyes profound and mad.
"The deities let people lie beneath the sky, granting them peace and convenience. Thus, ordinary people, like Maid Meimei who became accustomed to singing praises to the Mother God and relying on grace to survive, when they hear ’the Mother God might be an Evil God’, they feel fear, fear of the familiar world collapsing."
"But in truth? They just don’t want to accept the truth, preferring to acknowledge the wrong as a parent, treating the Evil God as a Righteous God, maintaining superficial peace, even if it means mistakenly killing good people."
"To maintain inner order and the stability of reality, a large number of people will actively defend the wrong—branding you and Lü Shu as dreamers and destroyers, denouncing those of you who pull them out of the quagmire."
"The people yearning for stability and continuity aren’t wrong, the Awakener seeking truth and liberation aren’t wrong either."
Pope Hui Chi spread his arms, smilingly looking at Su Ming’an, with the setting sun’s glow falling behind him:
"——The only person who can change all this, Mr. Su Ming’an."
"You, let me see this glimmer."
...
"Rustle, rustle..."
Surrounded by books, fierce flames burned.
Zhao Yuan flicked the lighter, watching the flickering flame, pressing it against the black box. A few rays of sunlight spilled outside, shining on her eyes veined with red.
She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.
The black box’s dim plating reflected her trembling eyes.
"Am I wrong?" she hesitated repeatedly, "Am I not wrong?"
"Is it a mistake to reveal these proofs, or to burn them..."
"Is pulling people out of a false world wrong?"
"Is leaving people in the eternal quagmire right?"
"After all, players just want to clear the game, so why should I care what happens to them afterward? What does it matter to me?"
"After all, there was no need for me to hide Su Liujin and Shi Ying’s big news before, I gave up the chance to reach the Deity because of it... Isn’t it just me not being persistent enough?"
"Indeed... Luowasha is not my homeland, Zhai Xing is. For people not from our homeland, there’s no need to make sacrifices..."
She stared at the faintly dancing flame at her fingertip, the lighter’s touch icy.
"Alger is very clear-headed, he always only considers himself. Su Ming’an is also very clear-headed, he always only considers others. It’s only someone like me, oscillating in between self and others, who becomes confused at times like this..."
"Zhao Yuan, oh Zhao Yuan, you can’t hesitate anymore... You need to reveal these proofs, let this ’big news’ help you ascend in your occupation, there’s no need to become a mere transient human. And what do the pains of those little maids have to do with you..."
"Alright, make up your mind..."
