Welcome to Rewind World Game-Chapter 836 - 834: "I Won’t Die.

[United Group·Eastern District Conference Hall]

In the spacious conference hall, the Chief of Staff, Aishikel, wore a solemn expression.

Inside the hall, more than fifty people in formal attire were staring seriously at the screen. Staff in the back were taking notes with incredible speed, their fingers on the keyboard almost leaving afterimages.

Chief of Staff Aishikel was the mastermind behind the "Hero Plan." His plan, aimed at creating heroes in times of crisis, had once reversed the pessimistic public sentiment. But now, with the end of the Ninth World and the emergence of the red-eye syndrome in the Main God World, humanity was thrown back into chaos.

"Who is attacking our accounts?" Aishikel asked.

"Chief of Staff, it could be an attack launched against us by the Human Self-Rescue Alliance," said Suzuki Kentaro, formerly of the Fusang Ground Self-Defense Force Mecha unit, now part of the Shuhe Faction of the United Group. "This invasion technique resembles something like the skill effect of the Adventurer Player, Laine. He is a famous hacker player, and even though his abilities had once been wiped clean, his hacking skills quickly resurfaced and positioned him among the top players."

"The Human Self-Rescue Alliance and we are both human mutual aid organizations, and we work together with one heart and one effort. I don’t think they would attack us," said Qiao Mani from the Red Heart Volunteer Association, shaking her head.

Aishikel remained silent, but his tightly knitted brows betrayed his agitation.

"A Full Perfect Pass player can realize one wish, which is a certified rule," a middle-aged man from the Gauder Faction spoke up. "Currently, every organization wants to capture the existing Full Perfect Pass players, to hold the wish-granting power in the hands of humanity itself. As the largest human organization, the United Group is indeed targeted."

"Not long from now, there will be more attacks. I’ve heard that the Peace Dove Hospital branch in the district has seen quite a few incidents recently, it doesn’t seem coincidental," said Aberla, a representative of the research sector.

"Damn it... when we’re clearly all in this for humanity’s future..." a frustrated man slammed the table, his face full of helplessness.

Someone sighed softly, uncertain who it was.

"Why must they fight each other...?"

"Who knows, the human heart is a mystery."

"We’re not all good people either."

"Chief of Staff, I have a question," Adventure Player Representative Derek suddenly raised his hand at the table. "Is Edward still alive?"

His question caused the entire room to fall silent.

All eyes focused on Aishikel, and even the scribbling pens paused.

They had always been very concerned about the matter of Edward.

As a once Full Perfect Pass Adventurer Player, who was personally defeated by the Number One Player, what was Edward’s fate? Was he mercilessly discarded, exposing the United Group’s use-and-throw attitude, or was he given sufficient compensation to start anew?

Edward had already offended Su Ming’an, so did the United Group value Su Ming’an’s face more, or their own people more?

A few people from the Gauder Faction’s expressions changed slightly. They had been supporters of Edward’s faction, with Edron as their leader. Now that the tables had turned, with Edward gone, they were like timid quails, not daring to speak.

Aishikel’s expression remained unchanged, showing no cracks, as he responded smoothly: "Edward is still alive, receiving the best mental healing, which is why he has been unable to make an appearance."

"Really?" Adventurer Player Representative Agnes brushed her hair from her ear, laughing charmingly, "Then, Chief of Staff, you must ensure he receives proper treatment. I await his reappearance. Such a handsome young man, I truly hope he lives on."

"Of course," Aishikel replied firmly: "We respect everyone’s life."

As he shifted his gaze, ready to move on to the next topic, a voice suddenly rang out:

"—And what about Su Ming’an? Don’t you respect his life?"

Everyone was taken aback, turning to look at Adventurer Player Aiden in the back. His dark pupils were filled with hostility, his expression already a mix of anger.

Aiden was a top-ranked player without a particularly notable personality, a mild, normal person. As a guest elder of the United Group, he usually remained silent and unobtrusive. No one expected him to be suddenly so angry.

"Aiden, you..." Aishikel was stunned.

"In the Ruined World, Edward continuously targeted Su Ming’an with lethal intent, disregarding the greater picture, targeting Su Ming’an even without regard for the storyline, and he even tried to harm the Observer Yuanyuan. I cannot accept it," Aiden stated coldly. "I have no doubt that if given the chance, Edward would choose to become a dog’s pawn for the organizers, turning against humanity itself. His death is only logical. Yet, I see no human representational value in this person. You simply backed the wrong person, only to self-righteously talk about respecting his life. If one day I stand in his way, will you also favor him over me?"

Those nearby hurriedly calmed him, saying no, we respect everyone equally. We are healing Edward simply because we refuse to abandon anyone’s life.

"The situation in the Ruined World has already made it clear—Su Ming’an is our hope!" Aiden’s sudden attitude change was due to everything revealed in the Ruined World. He rose, speaking coldly: "I came to this meeting today to tell you all. Yasa Acto’s experience has already proven that we don’t need additional Full Perfect Pass players! Su Ming’an, being the ’Primordial’ of Yasa Acto, is the sole savior of humanity. Distinguished leaders with compassion for all, if you continue focusing on ’everyone,’ you will eventually lose ’everyone.’" freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

Aiden left after he finished speaking, leaving the conference room in silence.

The silence in the conference room persisted for a long time as everyone pondered Aiden’s words.

The information explosion exposed by the Ruined World thoroughly transformed their perspectives, and they hadn’t recovered from the massive information load.

"The primordial theory of the Ruined World... we’ll discuss it later," Aishikel finally said.

His expression was somewhat bitter.

The United Group was founded on the principle of "for the survival of the majority." They could never place hopes in a single individual; it was their responsibility to the entire human species.

They had no return function, no mind-reading, only a sense of duty and mission. They gathered here without compensation, only to sustain the humanity of billions.

No one knew whether the information about the Ruined World was a trap set by the organizers. As leaders, they were more inclined to progress methodically, neither advancing rashly nor acting impulsively.

The meeting continued.

Dong Jiangpeng, from the Changbai Department of the Yangtze System, proposed that the United Group should, under the banner of "humanity’s future," summon all Full Perfect Pass players for a meeting to hear their thoughts.

Dong Jiangpeng’s proposal received widespread support. Now, as the world changed dramatically, public opinion whipped up like a storm. Though not all Full Perfect Pass players were successful, at the very least, they were all candidates who might one day seize control of the planet.

Quickly, an invitation post titled "Full Perfect Pass Players, This World Needs You" was published on the global forum under the official United Group account. The content invited all Full Perfect Pass players to attend a meeting in Zone 12 before 8:00 p.m. on February 10 to discuss humanity’s future together.

The post went viral upon release, its attention instantly skyrocketing, becoming the hottest topic on the forum. The post especially named, "The Number One Player must attend," "The Authority Holder, Noel, must attend," clearly placing both in the most important positions.

...

"Beep, beep, beep—"

The call went through, but no one answered.

Su Ming’an stood staring at Noel’s strawberry-themed avatar in his hand, yet there was still no reply from Noel.

"Have a rest first," Su Rin approached with a jug of milk tea: "Drink some tea, get some sleep. If anything happens, I’ll keep an eye on it."

Rubbing his temples, Su Ming’an noticed Lv Shu reaching out a hand, seemingly to calm him down, but he immediately stopped Lv Shu, avoiding a potential disaster.

"I’m going to find Noel." Seeing that the call still couldn’t connect, Su Ming’an got up.

Just as he stood, his body wavered for a moment, shifting under the weight, and Su Rin and Lv Shu braced him on either side.

"If he was taken by the organizers, there’s no point in you going," Su Rin said.

"I’ll keep watch while you rest," Lv Shu said.

Su Ming’an shrugged his shoulders, and the two immediately let go.

"I’m just going to the New World Guild to see if they’re there, at least to confirm that they’ve been taken away." Su Ming’an began to walk.

He walked straight out, quickly passing the villa. Lv Shu jogged behind him, while Su Rin did not catch up.

Su Ming’an walked briskly through the park, noting that not only the park but also taverns, tea houses, the streets and alleys... Everywhere was filled with the sound of people discussing topics related to the Ruined World.

Although the discussions about instances were usually intense, there had never been a time like this about the Ruined World, where almost everyone was discussing it, with empathy and reflection, as if they were talking about their own fates.

He arrived at the square and used the teleportation formation to reach the New World Guild. The dazzling glass roof greeted him; the New World Guild still maintained its fairytale decor, giving the impression of stepping into a storybook.

He first went to the welfare institute, confirming Noel wasn’t there. Then he went to the office Noel often stayed in, but no one was there. All the while, he was shrouded in a privacy black mist. Since Noel had previously given him authorization to enter, he walked unimpeded, almost searching like a carpet sweep.

The longer it took, the heavier his heart felt.

Lv Shu followed silently behind him until he stopped completely.

Su Ming’an gazed at the azure sky, snow falling on his shoulder. He stared blankly at the falling snow in the sky, with the snowflakes melting on his cheeks.

Noel was not found.

Nowhere.

"...Let’s go back." Su Ming’an said.

It can now be confirmed that Noel has been taken away.

He turned around, enveloped in the black mist, walking through empty rooms, past people laughing and chatting, through long corridors, and across the square...

Lv Shu silently followed him like a quiet guard.

Throughout the journey, neither of them made a sound, and the sense of heaviness increased gradually.

"Su Ming’an." Finally, Lv Shu couldn’t resist speaking up: "I’ll roast you a sweet potato or corn. You... don’t be sad."

He didn’t know any comforting methods, only trying to use his limited abilities to comfort Su Ming’an—even if just to amuse him.

"It’s okay." Su Ming’an curled his lips without saying much.

"Shall I brew you some tea?" Lv Shu followed up.

"I don’t drink tea anymore." Su Ming’an said.

"Is it because of ’him’?"

"...Yes."

They walked through the long snowy landscape, Su Ming’an stepping on the snow, walking back step by step, in silence.

Until he returned to his own villa, Su Ming’an was startled.

He saw a small figure.

At the villa’s entrance, a blond-haired youth sat in front of the rose bush, back facing him. The water from a fountain shimmered on the youth’s floating blonde hair, reflecting an ice crystal-like brilliance.

The blood-red robe lay across intertwined leaves, the rose cane beside it, looking like a bundle of lively roses.

The youth sat amidst the wind and snow, as if merging into it, his hair fluttering in the cold wind, like bird feathers dancing in the breeze.

Upon hearing the commotion, the blond-haired youth turned his head, glancing at Su Ming’an.

"You... weren’t taken away?" Su Ming’an was surprised that Noel not only wasn’t taken away but had come here to wait for him.

Then why hadn’t Noel returned his message?

Noel raised his eyes, stood up, and walked closer step by step.

Tap, tap, tap.

The high-top shoes tapped on the ground, sounding as clear and pleasant as musical instruments.

Finally, Noel stood in front of him, opened his arms, and gently embraced him.

This hug carried a refreshing floral scent and the fragrance of earth, the embrace was light, unlike the heavy embrace that fused into the bone on the thirty-third cycle, more like a gentle goodbye.

"I won’t be taken away within three days. Only after three days." Noel whispered: "All my player functions are temporarily frozen, so I’m not receiving your private messages."

...Frozen?

Su Ming’an’s pupils contracted slightly.

Isn’t this... Unable to use Puppet Threads, unable to use weapons, and unable to see the World Forum?

Like a normal person who lost all privileges in this game world, losing the gaming system. Even the crow was frozen, any dependable abilities were unusable, even unable to send messages...

Su Ming’an looked at Noel, but Noel didn’t seem sad; instead, he was smiling lightly.

"It’s okay." Noel pointed to his own head: "Here, is my greatest weapon."

Su Ming’an stared at him for a long time before nodding: "I believe."

Humanity’s supreme wisdom, the explorer-like powerful will, no matter the circumstances, Noel wouldn’t fear, not even in the face of death.

"Go back and sleep, everyone will be alright." Noel always wore a smile, making it hard for anyone to see his sadness.

Despite facing an unknown fate three days later, facing the Judgment of "God".

He leaned close to Su Ming’an’s ear, speaking as if reassuring.

"When you wake up, let’s play for three days and celebrate New Year’s Eve together. I’ve prepared many fun activities, wanting to share with all of you... We’ll wrap dumplings, make New Year’s dinner, play board games, and watch the wedding. Bring along Lin Yin, Yamada, Luna, all together."

Noel held Su Ming’an’s hand, pressed it against his own heart.

It was still beating.

He was still smiling.

"I won’t die."

"I promise."

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