Welcome to Rewind World Game-Chapter 839 - 837: "Handing Out Candy.

Su Ming’an looked at the white-haired youth before him.

The youth was dressed in a robe similar to a mage’s, embroidered with a blue rose on the chest, threads exuding a silky texture like ice. The attire primarily featured icy blue and snow white tones, making it quite pleasant to look at.

Most striking were the youth’s ice-blue pupils, which did not resemble a naturally human eye color. This icy blue was different from Noel’s pure natural azure, allowing one to see a faint mist in the youth’s eyes. Even when staring closely at them, no reflection could be seen.

Like a white-robed mage stepped out of a Western fantasy tale.

"You are..." Su Ming’an spoke the other’s name: "Bei Wang?"

—A member of the Peak Alliance, a member among full perfect clearance players, the counterpart of Beili Sier from the Ruined World, ranked among the top ten peak players.

Su Ming’an hadn’t deeply understood Bei Wang; his only relatively deep impression of Bei Wang was of him enjoying chicken wings in the Qiongdi Ancient Castle instance. Apart from that, they had hardly communicated.

"Hmm." Bei Wang tilted his head, looking at Su Ming’an intently, as if there was a flower on Su Ming’an’s face.

Su Ming’an also stared at Bei Wang, and for a moment, it felt as if they were both waiting for the other to speak, creating an eerily quiet atmosphere.

"Does this guy look like Beili Sier?" Lin Yin secretly whispered to Lv Shu.

Lv Shu glanced at the sleepy-eyed Bei Wang, then thought of the little Bei in the valley who sleepwalked every day, nodding: "Like."

"Where does he look like him!" Lin Yin said, "This guy’s speech is so disjointed, whereas Beili Sier is annoyingly cute every day, two different people altogether. So obviously different."

Lv Shu replied, "Oh."

Su Ming’an was about to speak when Bei Wang suddenly turned his head towards the nearby computer screen, moved his mouse decisively, and struck down the Yamada Machiichi character that was quietly approaching him on the screen.

Only then did Bei Wang turn back, continuing his tilted posture, looking at Su Ming’an.

The two stared at each other for a while, and apart from Yamada Machiichi’s cries, the entire living room became very quiet. One wouldn’t speak, and the other wouldn’t reply, until Lu reached out to pick Bei Wang up.

"He probably didn’t sleep well last night, hence asking strange questions." Lu said, "Apologies, Bei Wang’s occupational traits make it impossible for him to have a good sleep."

Su Ming’an looked, indeed finding heavy dark circles under Bei Wang’s eyes, his complexion as pale as his own.

Lu was about to lead Bei Wang away when Su Ming’an suddenly spoke: "I think ’make three more wishes’ kind of wish should be unwise."

Bei Wang swiftly turned his head, stared at Su Ming’an closely.

"The efficacy of a wish does not exceed specifications, not only ’make three more wishes’, similar to ’I want all high-dimensional beings dead’, ’I want to be stronger than the organizers’, such wishes are also impossible. The upper limit of this wish might be unknown to us." Su Ming’an said, "Otherwise, with Yasa Acto’s wisdom, he would surely realize this. The wish Acto made ’redeem Zhai Xing’ should be the ’best wish’ he could devise after careful thought."

"Hey, isn’t today New Year’s? Why talk about such topics again..." Noel, sensing the odd atmosphere, quickly stood up to interrupt.

Bei Wang said with affirmation. His ice-blue eyes gazed steadily at Su Ming’an, each word spoken with extreme seriousness: "Then I, can put my mind at ease."

Bei Wang’s words were disjointed. Before the world game started, he was always mute, finding it difficult to speak even after being cured.

Su Ming’an raised an eyebrow, hearing the implicit meaning in Bei Wang’s words. Bei Wang seemed to remind him of the point that "Acto’s wish was already his best wish".

He lowered his gaze slightly, looking at the back of Bei Wang’s hand, where there was a complete perfect clearance pattern mark just like his own, resembling a white flower.

Su Ming’an had seen recordings of other full perfect clearance player videos; due to his ruler’s identity and original traits, he was always matched with the most crucial roles, and his difficulty level was entirely different from others.

For instance, in the Fifth World Ming Hui, those players matched with Revolutionary Army identities were able to achieve perfect clears as long as they secured victory in the war, without needing to ascend the altar or explore the true essence of Holy Initiation and Hui Shuhang’s intents. Similarly, in the Seventh World Pulaya, players could achieve perfect clears by winning the Maritime Banquet, without having to face the Sea Monsters siege or complete the "Brave and Demon King" nighttime levels, they didn’t even need to know who Su Rin was let alone explore the fundamental theory of the City of Gods.

In the Ninth World, this trend was even more evident. Like Mizushima Kawa Sora, she was possessed by a councilman from the City of Measurement, didn’t have a Nine Thrones identity task, and didn’t need to alter the city-state’s destiny. Her assigned task was simply to assassinate Yasa Acto. Once she found the chance to secretly infiltrate and successfully killed Acto’s bionic body, her perfect clearance was complete. The Dawn System informed her of some secrets about the Ruined World and rebooted the brain in a tank, sending out players from the same instance as Mizushima Kawa Sora. But what the Ruined World would face then, and when it might fall into Eternal Night until extinction, no one knew.

Su Ming’an also saw Bei Wang’s perfect clearance recordings. In the Seventh World, Bei Wang was possessed by a Soul Hunt, who could clear as long as they won the Maritime Banquet victory. In the Ninth World, Bei Wang was possessed by Beili Sier, who could clear as long as they assisted Acto’s bionic body to descend into Zero-Dimensions.

The difficulty was completely not on the same level, the extent of change wrought on the world, and the degree of excavating world secrets were not on the same level.

People often said: "Watching Su Ming’an’s perfect clears and watching others’ perfect clears feel like entirely different games," everything they faced and everything they experienced was entirely different.

But the cost and reward were equivalent.

Other players who had not deeply explored the instance’s secrets, their strength was also not on the same level as Su Ming’an.

"Sorry, I clearly informed Bei Wang beforehand, telling him not to talk about such topics today..." Lu apologized to Su Ming’an. They had come over to share a meal, not to question Su Ming’an about wishes.

"It’s alright."

Su Ming’an smiled: "I actually really like Bei Wang."

At this very moment, several gazes instantly fixed on this spot, Lv Shu, Noel, Lin Yin, Yamada Machiichi, Luna all directed their gazes here in sync, even Su Rin in the kitchen discreetly lifted her head for a glance.

Through the swirling tea mist, Su Ming’an’s gaze was fixated on the pattern mark on Bei Wang’s hand, his gaze remained unmoved. His gentle focus on the perfect clearance pattern mark made Yamada Machiichi and the others shiver.

Considering Acto’s last wish conflict, everyone’s mood sank bit by bit.

"Ah ah ah I died again!! Ah ah ah!!"

Amidst a stretch of silence, Noel suddenly shouted out loud. He seemed unaware of the heavy atmosphere, still shouting crazily at the screen, "I said don’t knife me, don’t knife me!" After shouting, he looked up and asked, "Why aren’t you playing?"

Seeing a few people unresponsive, Noel closed his computer and stood up: "What happened? Why is everyone standing?"

Noel’s few shouts instantly softened the scene considerably.

Lu immediately loosened his grip and released Bei Wang. Lv Shu withdrew his gaze, lowered his head to grind the tea leaf cover. The rest showed smiles. Only Eni’s gaze briefly shifted, sensing that these people seemed not as harmonious as they appeared.

Even as fellow full perfect clearance players, a significant rift existed between Su Ming’an and Bei Wang, let alone among those unacquainted full perfect clearance players—could they truly reach a consensus when making wishes? Or does it have to be...

"Alright, alright!" Lin Yin smiled and rubbed her hands, diffusing the earlier tense atmosphere: "Since Su Ming’an’s here, let’s get started."

"Start what?" Su Ming’an withdrew his gaze.

Lin Yin walked up to him in a few steps, her white, big bow bobbing.

"—Two for kneading dough, three for cooking, two for paper cutting, two for decorating the room!" Lin Yin extended a finger and said solemnly, "We have ten people in total, so we need to allocate our tasks properly."

Lv Shu counted on his fingers for a while and found one was still available: "What about the last person?"

Lin Yin crossed her arms and said, "Of course, that person will provide support! In case any of you explode the dough or set the kitchen on fire, at least that person can help clean up. Now it’s sign-up time, tell me what you want to do! By the way, I’ll knead the dough, I’m good at it."

Noel thought for a moment, "I’ll do dough too, I learned it at home before."

Yamada said, "Then I’ll... try paper cutting?"

After deliberation, Lin Yin and Noel would make dough, Lu and Luna would decorate the room, and Yamada and Bei Wang were in charge of paper cutting.

"Then I’ll be responsible for roaming support, in case you burn the kitchen, my Fire Mystery can be useful," said Eni upon seeing this.

Most of the tasks were assigned, except for the three-person cooking task. Due to its complexity, none of the remaining people were willing to volunteer.

The remaining people were precisely Su Rin, Lv Shu, and Su Ming’an.

Among them, Su Rin was still in the kitchen, showing no signs of coming out. A strange smell seeped through the kitchen door, like the tentacles of an Evil God roaming the hall, lingering without dispersing.

People were momentarily silent.

Lin Yin blinked for a moment, silently looked at the remaining candidates, and then raised her head, saying with difficulty, "Maybe we should rearrange..."

She realized that if this lineup continued, the consequences could be serious, even leading to a disaster.

"I think it’s fine, let’s stick to this," Lv Shu immediately said.

"I have no objections," Su Ming’an said. In fact, cooking was the only task he was somewhat proficient at; he’d never tried making dough or paper cutting.

Eni smacked his lips, suddenly recalling the old castle soup Su Ming’an once made. His expression pained momentarily, but he showed no objection on the surface. In reality, he began to open the World Forum’s delivery order section to start ordering takeout.

The Main God World was becoming more and more perfect, to the extent that even the occupation of delivery was gradually emerging. It was like a recreated Zhai Xing.

"If Su Ming’an wants to choose, then let him; I have no objections," Noel said.

"I look forward to tasting the dishes made personally by the three of you," Lu said, still forcing a smile.

"Then let’s try it," Lin Yin said, seeming resigned to the inevitable disaster.

With no objections, this New Year’s Eve dinner embarked on a one-way trip.

After starting, Luna stepped forward and turned on the TV in the living room, intending to watch programs like the Spring Festival Gala.

Nowadays, TV had dozens of legitimate channels that usually broadcast programs like "Adventurer Player Broadcast Commentary Platform," "Top Player Personal Interviews," "Main God World Frontline News," and some inexplicable series self-recorded by people, such as "Lighthouse Lover, Beautiful as a Flower," "Pulaya Girl Clings to the Cloud City God: Baby, Don’t Run," and "After Going to Ming Hui, He and Miss Hui Shuhang Had a Happy Ending."

As Luna turned on the TV, she unwittingly stumbled onto a top player personal interview program right away.

On screen, the host and player Boris were sitting at an interview desk.

"It is said that you call yourself the Godfather of the Number One Player, leading the Number One Player into adulthood. How did you guide his growth?" the host asked enthusiastically.

Boris, with a head of golden hair, clad in a lavish European-style papal outfit, and crowned with gemstones, carried an air of slight melancholy between his brows and eyes, exuding a sort of pathetic con artist aura.

Upon hearing this, Luna knew Boris was full of nonsense again and tried to change the channel, only to be stopped by Lin Yin, who revels in chaos.

"Listen," Lin Yin softly said.

...

Su Ming’an walked into the kitchen.

The kitchen was large, with dozens of knives hanging on the wall, each extremely sharp.

On the nearby table were over twenty packs of pre-processed vegetables and meats, likely the product of Lin Yin and the others in the afternoon, requiring only to be put in the pot to cook, very convenient.

Perhaps she also realized that if complete chickens or ducks were placed there, Su Ming’an and the others wouldn’t handle the innards and might just throw them into the pot to boil, resulting in a nine-turn intestine soup scenario.

Su Ming’an walked around the large kitchen for a while before reaching Su Rin’s side. Su Rin stood in front of the stove, hands moving slightly, golden light guiding a clump of sticky mashed potatoes into the soup, its color earthy yellow and consistency thick, stirring the imagination.

Even while cooking, Su Rin maintained immaculately clean fingers, elegantly behaving as if performing a ritual.

Su Ming’an watched for a while, noticing Su Rin’s surprisingly orderly movements. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

Though the look, aroma, and taste were quite improper... at least the actions were proper.

Lv Shu sidled up behind Su Ming’an.

The two quietly watched Su Rin cook potato soup, with a smell reminiscent of muddy water stepped on in the rain brewing gradually, and the yellow soup in the pot exuding a matcha-like hue, emitting an ominous odor.

"Why the sudden interest in cooking? There was the bubble tea before too. I thought you only cared about jungling," Su Ming’an asked.

Su Rin looked up, glancing at the calendar hanging on the wall.

February 7th.

He stared at this date for a few seconds before lowering his head again.

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