Welcome to Rewind World Game-Chapter 1686 - 29: So Many People
Suddenly, Su Ming’an sensed a certain attention—
It was the live broadcast room.
The focal point of the live broadcast room followed closely.
After the Rin Clan’s battle for the World Tree, the World Master ceremony, Hui Chi and Hui Bei... this place became the core of attention, with a flood of bullet comments pouring in one after another.
[Ah! Su Ming’an! Ah! Su Ming’an!]
[So many people crowded into such a serious place, how incongruous, how lively, so many people.jpg]
[For some reason, seeing this place, even through the screen, I feel my heart racing, breathing rapid, dizzy, even the life forbidden zone didn’t give me such pressure.]
[I feel the pressure even through the screen, is this place really that formidable?]
[What exactly does "Source Point" mean? A bunch of gibberish, I actually didn’t really understand.]
[The first block of Minecraft.]
[Now I understand.]
[I haven’t played, I don’t get it!]
[Like any majestic building starts from the first grain of sand, this is the gathering place of sand.]
[Hmm hmm ah ah, where’s Brother Lü, why didn’t Brother Lü come in?]
[Lord of Dreams, stop hiding, I know who you are, press 1 to let me see your IP address.]
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As the bullet comments popped up, the atmosphere seemed to suddenly ease.
Su Ming’an looked around and found that some people had already started to walk toward the doors gradually. They came for their own interests and didn’t care about Su Ming’an’s choices. Some even wanted to showcase their "rebellious" spirit, rushing into the doors first, displaying their heroism and fearless courage amidst people’s astonished gazes.
But most people still stayed where they were. On one hand, they wanted to follow Su Ming’an, and on the other... it was simply too crowded to move.
Lu looked back at him: "Go make your choice, you can definitely do it, I never doubt it."
Chen Yuhang hurriedly said: "Great deity, you will surely choose better than me, it’s up to you."
Perlo said flatly: "Go ahead."
Evelyn flipped her hair: "Your Highness, I never doubt your correctness. If I could die by your side, I would be content."
Najasha’s expression remained intense, even faintly mad: "If I die here with you, my name will forever remain in the universe... even in death, it’s eternal life to me."
Alger turned his head and turned back: "I’ll listen to you."
Bai Chun softly said: "Brother Ming’an, I believe in you."
Su Ming’an gave them a look and then decisively walked toward one of the doors.
His silhouette was shrouded in the white light’s radiance, and as he passed through the doors, the mass of people immediately followed him through.
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Luowasha, outside the Abyss.
Dark purple rifts like wounds across the earth, rippling with viscous star sea and black water, lying between reality and void. Su Ming’an and others could be faintly seen standing on the black water, facing the scene of four giant doors.
Outside the Abyss, burning ruins and fleeing survivors.
"Chen Yuhang—!!!!!!"
Wang Xingkong stood in the darkness, almost half his body about to plunge into the Abyss, face mixed with tears and dust. Just now, as Chen Yuhang and others fell in, a hand stretched out from the shadow and pulled Wang Xingkong back from the edge of devour.
As a result, Chen Yuhang and his team fell in, but Wang Xingkong was spared, remaining outside the Abyss.
The one who pulled him stood a step behind him. It was a remarkably short figure, shrouded entirely in blue mist.
"You should leave here." The person in the mist said, "The Source Point is closed, you can’t enter now. The place is filled with demonic qi and pollution, even if you shout while lying on the Abyss, you won’t get in."
Liquid like black oil flowed down Wang Xingkong’s face, trembling, he said: "Yuhang... and Brother Ming’an... they all went in! Why did you pull me? I should have gone in too!"
"Why?" said the person in the mist.
"There’s only me and Chen Yuhang in this world who are the same... Without me, he would be scared!" Wang Xingkong shouted, "I have to help Brother Ming’an, I want everyone to know my existence is meaningful... I’m standing on the world’s stage..."
He shouted loudly at the "door," trying to make the people inside the Abyss hear, but it was to no avail.
Suddenly, he had an idea.
"Infinite Bouquet." Wang Xingkong murmured.
This was his skill in the Disciple Game, now it had become his own ability. He opened his palm, and lilac flowers blossomed at his fingertips. He threw the flowers down, and amazingly, they actually passed through the "door"!
Living beings couldn’t pass through, but items could! Just like those clawing bones and eyeballs in the mire!
Wang Xingkong’s eyes lit up, realizing this point.
"Whoosh!"
At that moment, the sky flashed with golden light.
A blazing golden pillar capable of piercing heavens and earth, carrying overwhelming divine might, crashed straight toward the Abyss door!
However, once it got close to the Abyss area, the pillar dissipated automatically, as if this place had already formed its own realm, impervious to interference.
Su Rin’s silhouette appeared in the sky.
He gazed down at the dark purple Abyss like a gash in the earth, it’s sheer size ripping through half the town, shattered buildings turning to dust, people fleeing to the wilderness.
He summoned several light sabers again, shooting them toward the Abyss, only to be blocked by an invisible membrane.
Suddenly, he spotted Wang Xingkong standing in the Abyss. In the boiling black water, the small figure stood out sharply.
"Why is Wang Xingkong there?" Su Rin was startled, quickly realizing Wang Xingkong’s peculiar position.
When the Abyss opened, those close tumbled in, only Wang Xingkong was pulled once, and by the time he stabilized, the Abyss had closed, and the membrane rose. Thus, except for Wang Xingkong, there was no one within the Abyss perimeter. Even the arriving Su Rin was blocked outside, unable to enter!
Wang Xingkong raised his head, meeting Su Rin’s eyes, he seemed also aware of his importance.
——He might be the only one capable of transmitting information to the Source Point!
The communicator in Wang Xingkong’s hand flickered momentarily, and Lin Yin’s voice sounded: "Wang Xingkong, leave there immediately. There’s too much demonic qi, you won’t last long. We can’t enter, but the firewall won’t restrict those inside, you can come out."
"Wait a moment, I might be able to transmit information inside..." Wang Xingkong said.
"What are you thinking? What good are those flowers?" Lin Yin said. She didn’t believe Wang Xingkong could do anything; a human body can’t endure for long.
Wang Xingkong glanced at the person in the mist beside him.
——Just now, it was this sudden appearance that pulled him! This guy must be extremely powerful, if he’s willing to help him stand firm...
But why would this person help him? He’s just an ordinary person who jumped from Mingxi campus, how could he know such a powerful figure?
"Heh, I won’t help you, but I’ll give you a hint. The reason you can’t endure is because there’s too much demonic qi here. But if you have the ability to sustain a space, you can stand a while longer." The person in the mist said flatly.
...Right, Infinite Bouquet.
Wang Xingkong didn’t have any powerful skills, he summoned flowers with all his might, laying them around him... The act was utterly ludicrous, common flowers withered instantly, lacking any purifying capacity.
Unwilling, he summoned flowers again and again, trying not to be helpless, wanting to at least do something because right now only he was standing here!
If Su Rin or Brother Lü were here, they could surely do much more than him. But it was him! Useless him!
Suddenly, he felt a warmth on his back, a surge of energy came through.
Turning his head, he saw a player standing on the edge, with a bun tied up, holding a magic wand, infusing mana continually towards Wang Xingkong.
Seeing this scene, Wang Xingkong immediately came up with an idea!
"Lin Yin! Listen to me! Do you have any sort of transmitter item that can channel all the mana onto one person?" Wang Xingkong shouted.
"Let me ask." Lin Yin instantly fell silent, and moments later, she responded, "We do! Shire has it!"
The players’ props are so strange and varied that any function can be found.
"Get a batch of mage players over here to infuse me with mana and another batch of support players. Find a way to throw all kinds of enhancement buffs on me, so my ’Infinite Bouquet’ skill can truly become a domain skill, and I can stand here indefinitely! I can transmit information inside!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Yin’s eyes lit up. Wang Xingkong’s thinking is so flexible, worthy of a senior high school student, the smartest period of the human brain!
"Su Rin’s sword light can’t penetrate it, but can mana be infused into you?" Lin Yin asked.
"Yes!" Wang Xingkong glanced at the female player on the abyss’s edge, "This is like a firewall, destructive skills don’t work, but energy infusion does!"
The player community was mobilized instantly.
Lin Yin immediately pressed a bright red button with a "click," this was the [World Channel], speaking to all players who have returned to the "past":
"Attention to all units receiving this message: Eastern District, southeast edge of the Abyssal Rift, now requires a large-scale continuous infusion of pure energy and enhancement-type support systems, the goal is to support a human ’Wang Xingkong’ maintaining the special skill ’Infinite Bouquet,’ to establish a temporary stable point in the infestation zone within the abyss."
"This action is currently the highest priority. Except for necessary events concerning the overall situation, all players who have returned to the ’past’ world line, please drop everything and come to assist immediately."
"Be aware, nearby are numerous Radiant Mother God believers and their followers, Dawn Knights, Divine Presence Hymn, and Holy Mountain Angels... Su Rin, Lü Shu, Eni, and Dragon Emperor Ian will pave the way for you!"
...
"Ding!"
[Large-scale battlefield mission · "Light Transmitter" has been activated!]
[Players who receive this side mission, please choose whether to proceed, reward points for mission completion will be given, and battlefield points can be exchanged for rewards.]
[Battlefield Leaderboard:]
[NO.1 (none yet)]
[NO.2 (none yet)]
[...]
...
Every time a battlefield mission is activated, if viewed from a high altitude, it would be seen that the player community started turning like precise gears!
No matter where they were originally heading, the moment they heard the system prompt, they all transformed into homing birds, flying towards the battlefield from all directions.
Battlefield missions are the easiest to blend in, offer the most rewards, and yield the greatest harvests. Even just moving supplies or casting skills grants some battlefield points to exchange for cost-effective items in a temporary store! Even without interest, a group of players eager to help would follow anyway.
Forest of Moonlight.
A group of Elf race players were clearing demons, and upon hearing the system’s voice, a leading blond, pointed-ear Elf Ranger player, Rui Ying, immediately smiled:
"Well then, I guess we can’t escape, it’s our turn, brothers and sisters."
He blew a green leaf whistle, and the clear flute sound echoed among the ancient trees, causing not only players but also many indigenous Elf Mages and Druids to look up.
They transformed into streams of green light, traversing the forest, rushing into the distance.
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Eastern Red Tower.
"Buzz—buzz—!"
Several airships carrying players soared into the sky, engines spitting out a fusion of blue and pale flames, piloted by the 82nd-ranked player known as the "Steam Pirate," Aix.
Bearded, with strong, dark muscles and a long, ugly scar on his neck resembling a centipede, this robust man gulped down a drink and tore at the piece of meat in his hand.
Hearing the crisp system prompt sound, the man was overjoyed, seeing the game nearing its end, it would be hard to find the thrill of battlefield fighting in the future, regardless of living or dying finally, this opportunity had to be seized!
"There’s actually a battlefield mission! I still need a handy purple-level gun, finally being presented! Battlefield, here I come!"
"Boss, let’s charge!"
Aix grinned wildly, spun the helm, leading his subordinates towards the abyss.
...
Twilight Realm.
Deep in the Eastern Territory, as the moonlit scene flowed, some Lich players received the message, deliberated for a while, then activated the teleportation array.
One batch after another, liches in black robes, holding bone staffs, undead mages, ghosts, and blood clansmen stepped in.
"There will be many corpses on the battlefield, the World Game is ending soon, we can’t miss this..."
"Indeed, it’s said that it’s also the sealing point of the Demon Mother Goddess there, full of evil aura, we have to go."
"Count me in, I’m going too!"
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Gap of Mist.
In the interstice of time and space, a golden-haired man emerged, surrounded by mist, intermixed with golden-red flames.
"That was close, that was close... indeed shouldn’t have appeared in person, almost got slashed by Su Rin. Fortunately, [Mist Gap Magician] can shuttle through civilization leveraging the God of Chaos’ power..." Atlanda took off his glasses, gently wiped them, and placed them back on his face, as if still in shock, "The future related to Su Ming’an is always unobservable, almost slipped up."
He looked up and called out:
"Alger, Alger—!
He called several times, but there was no response.
He frowned, tapping his temple, seemingly ruminating:
"Did Alger enter the ’Source Point’ together with Su Ming’an? Heh heh, thinking of betraying me, huh..."
The next moment, his eyeballs burst, and fresh blood streamed down his cheeks, blood oozed from his ear holes, his brain bulged as if it might burst out of his head. But soon, in the endless scenes, he found his answer.
"831,911th time, 889,912th time, 891,281st time... hiss, can’t recall. Su Ming’an has entered the ’Source Point’ over a dozen times in total, usually accompanied by companions like Lü Shu and Lin Yin. This time, it’s notably different, he actually instructed his high-combat-power companions not to come, entering alone... Perhaps this time, he really went further, and the butterfly effect is pronounced."
"Let me think, the outcomes always seemed pretty tragic...often, only Su Ming’an survived to come out alive, there was one instance where he perished in there himself."
"How many will survive this time? Those accompanying him this time are practically unheard-of ordinary players, as well as Luowasha natives... Seems like he won’t easily emerge. Pity for Alger’s combat power though..."
He wiped his eyes with both hands, and the mist transformed into eyeballs, restoring his face to elegance and purity.
With a kick of his legs, seemingly swimming in seawater, he swam through the mist.
This is the [Gap of Mist], the niche between light and darkness, where the God of Chaos’ follower [Mist Gap Magician] can shuttle. Here exists only mist, ignoring spatial distance, using just the ’Destiny Thread’ to locate direction, as long as magicians hold onto their respective destiny threads, traversing through the mist, they can reach their desired destination.
Most magicians find it difficult to master the direction of the destiny threads, often landing in strange corners, creating a spectacle, thus people outside often dub these miraculous followers as "Magicians of Miracles," they frequently appear like divine soldiers dropping from the sky, unintentionally changing the outcome of a war, leaving a legend behind.
As for Atlanda, the "Peering Into Fate," he never loses his way in the mist, the indiscernible ’Destiny Thread’ is completely clear in his eyes. After a brief swim, he found his intended direction.
——Eternal Sea.
Legend has it, this is where the Lighthouse Jellyfish originated. Many marine lifeforms living here have a nearly eternal lifespan.
"Every ’Fireseed’ that brings massive changes... I will find you..." Atlanda’s lips curled up.
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