Ren Suo's legs buckled, and he collapsed like a deflated balloon, devoid of strength and nearly kneeling.
The terrifying truth drenched the tiles under his feet and the adjacent walls. It perated the mirror opposite him. Even the toilet seed to possess the power to capture souls, and the urinal looked as though it could spray acid at any mont. The dripping sound from the tap seed like the final toll of a bell before the apocalypse.
No, no... That's impossible!
Retreating, Ren Suo shook his head, trying to banish the absurd thought from his mind.
My life is not a ga!
As he reached the bathroom door, Ren Suo suddenly realized—he had nowhere to run!
"Impossible," Ren Suo murmured weakly, like a castrated old dog, shaking his head in a futile attempt to deny the cruel reality. "If it's true, then I must be in danger!"
BANG!
His heart pounded violently. He shivered and looked up at the ceiling.
The bathroom ceiling was covered with decorative panels, white with black lines that mingled and intertwined. They reminded him of the sensation of numbness one's legs develop after squatting on the toilet for too long—countless black lines chaotically vibrating within the calves.
Yet, Ren Suo's gaze seed to penetrate the ceiling, looking toward so supre, grand existence.
Because at that mont, Ren Suo felt as though his body was trying to escape his control!
It was a bizarre experience. If he had to describe it, Ren Suo felt the sensation was similar to the disordered pattern on the ceiling—a tingling, weakening numbness was invading his entire body, his limbs, his tongue, and his neck.
Anyone who has experienced limb numbness knows it's incredibly difficult to move, as biological nerve feedback compels one to obey the 'body's' commands, allowing the 'body' to recover before moving again.
But normally, limb numbness is just due to poor blood circulation and resolves after a short while.
Ren Suo tried to raise his hand—it was excruciating, as if ten thousand ants were burrowing through his arm, causing an aching, numbing, and very heavy sensation. He was sure this wasn't a circulation issue, but rather the result of so mysterious force from the East acting upon him!
The absurd hypothesis in his mind seed to be the cruel reality!
The protagonist of "My Life is Not Your Ga," that weak, disobedient ga character with its own thoughts, the Rebel, was none other than himself, Ren Suo!
Wait a minute. Ren Suo's thoughts raced: Is there a possibility of negotiating? Hmm...
Stay calm. If I'm indeed in a ga, then I should be able to communicate with myself as the Player, right?
After all, it's still . By appealing to my own emotions and reason, offering enticents, and making threats, I'm confident I can convince my past self to put down the controller, delete this damned ga, and restore my freedom...
However, Ren Suo soon rembered sothing, and his face turned pale.
Ah!
Ahhh!
Everything is beyond redemption!
Ren Suo scread inwardly—He had already uploaded the ga!
Turning a ga into reality involved two steps: first, clearing the ga; second, the ga unfolding.
The first step was to be completed by Ren Suo, the Player. The second step, however, had nothing to do with him. This was because the ga unfolded in reality, powered by the Mini-World Ga Console's mysterious, potent, and omnipotent force of Destiny, along with the various ga characters who pushed the story forward.
Simply put, Ren Suo was like a Scriptwriter, rely providing beautiful yet cruel scripts. But the director who brought actors and stages together to present these stories realistically to the audience was the Mini-World Ga Console!
Before, Ren Suo was just an ordinary Scriptwriter, watching play after play unfold without being able to participate.
But now, Ren Suo had beco an actor in this play, and he too could only watch as the performance continued, unable to escape.
The idea of "threatening his past self" was also pointless because the ga had been uploaded. The one mastering the ga's progress was no longer Player Ren Suo, but the mysterious force of the Mini-World Ga Console!
Wait. Ren Suo suddenly thought of a question.
Undoubtedly, the "My Life is Not Your Ga" I played was my own future.
So, why hadn't the future in the ga sent a warning?
Was he stupid?
If he had sent a warning, I would definitely have treated him well. I would even have been willing to give up the ga rather than let myself beco an actor on stage!
Could it be that the Mini-World Ga Console, to keep playing without realizing it was my future, deliberately blocked the Rebel's warning alerts?
Ren Suo turned slightly and looked at himself in the mirror: handso, charming, captivating, dressed in a suit that perfectly accentuated his well-built figure...
A suit?
Ren Suo was suddenly jolted. Right, this is reality, a modern era with running water and electricity.
But the scenes in the ga depicted a fantasy world!
And the main character, the Rebel, acted like an old man suffering from second adolescence, never speaking coherently.
Never speaking coherently... Not speaking coherently... Coherently...
"I shall rebel against the handso and majestic Supre Overlord. Supre Overlord, rember this: for every pleasure that Destiny bestows, corresponding pain has already been prepared."
Suddenly, Ren Suo recalled the first words spoken by the character after he was officially renad the Rebel at the start of the ga, when the ga screen had abruptly changed to a fantasy style.
So, what cos next should be... Ren Suo's eyes widened as he murmured softly, "There's no ti—"
BANG!
His heart pounded fiercely again. This ti, a tingling numbness filled his entire body before quickly receding. Just when Ren Suo thought the Mini-World Ga Console was showing him rcy by sparing his life, his body suddenly moved on its own, pacing around in the bathroom.
Ren Suo was startled and naturally hurried to regain control of his body. But if he controlled it himself, that extrely uncomfortable tingling sensation would reappear, making his body difficult to move, as if it were rusted.
But Ren Suo was not completely immobile. If he wished, he could stand firmly in place, though he had to endure an indescribable, bizarre soreness—just like the feeling after squatting on the toilet for hours.
"I..." Ren Suo gritted his teeth, forcing out a single word before he froze.
At this mont, he finally understood the Rebel's thoughts.
The main reason the Rebel didn't speak coherently was primarily because the Mini-World Ga Console didn't want Ren Suo to discover this was his future. To prevent this, the Console not only transford the entire world into a fantasy setting but also likely blocked or modified so of the Rebel's statents, trying as much as possible to keep Ren Suo from discovering the fact that the Rebel was himself.
On the other hand, when the Rebel knew his persuasion was futile, he naturally couldn't be bothered to persuade anymore.
Just like Ren Suo at this mont. He was now on stage, playing the leading role, unable to escape the Mini-World Ga Console's control. What am I thinking about now?
Cursing, of course!
However, the words hadn't reached his throat when Ren Suo swallowed his curses.
Who could I curse?
At that mont, many images flickered through his mind. There was the prompt from when he chose to rge gas: "Reunion (Free Section Exclusive Effect): All alternate gas will rge (including ga chanics, tasks, protagonists, and rewards), and after the rger, the ga will have at least a Four-star level, with the protagonist randomly designated." The key part echoed: The protagonist will be randomly designated. He recalled the in-ga option to start, nad "Let us start the joy before the pain." That phrase resonated: The joy before the pain. And after clearing the ga, the system's friendly tip: "Moderate gaming benefits life, addiction harms both body and heart; reluctance brings no happiness, giving up is the easiest." The crucial advice replayed: Giving up is the easiest.
A few days ago, Zhao Huo had told him, "You'll regret it when the ti cos."
Although he wasn't talking about the sa thing, Zhao Huo's jinx was certainly potent.
Lastly, Ren Suo naturally recalled the phrase repeated endlessly by the Rebel in the ga:
"Please rember, for every joy bestowed by Destiny, corresponding pain has already been prepared in its wake."
Back then, Ren Suo was young and didn't understand the sheer malice the Rebel harbored behind these words. Now, he finally understood.
Back then, Ren Suo thought the Rebel's 'rebellion' ant an unwillingness to be controlled by him. Now, he finally understood.
Ren Suo didn't know whether the Rebel in the ga was 'a future version of him' or 'a fictional version of him,' but if the Rebel shared the sa thought process as Ren Suo, then the Rebel's actions were easy to understand—
Since I can't escape myself, of course, I have to drag Ren Suo, the original, down with !
Not repaying a kindness isn't so bad, but not avenging a wrong makes one a true scumbag!
This was the Rebel's true 'rebellion'!
That phrase, seemingly advice, was actually more like a venomous prophecy—just wait, it's soon your turn to enjoy all this!
Although there were many obscure hints both inside and outside the ga, they were too subtle for Ren Suo to notice.
The most obscure hint was "The protagonist will be randomly designated." Ren Suo never imagined he would be the protagonist, but on second thought, it seed only natural.
Because I myself am in the Equipnt Interface!
By the Mini-World Ga Console's standards, I am also considered a ga character!
Ren Suo had felt proud of this. This judgnt by the Mini-World Ga Console allowed him to equip Abilities and props. But he never thought that he himself would be chosen as a ga character!
Always enjoying privileges, Ren Suo had never considered that he also had to fulfill obligations.
So-called windfalls also ca with risks.
Ultimately, Ren Suo had maneuvered himself onto this stage step by step!
It could be said that Ren Suo had obtained this opportunity entirely through his own sleepless nights of brainstorming and exhaustive Effort—his capital beyond his own Abilities was zero!
After figuring everything out, who could Ren Suo still curse?
Curse the Rebel? The Rebel is ! I can only berate the Rebel for being so brilliant, intelligent, diligent, and hardworking...
Curse the Mini-World Ga Console? I enjoyed so many benefits from the console, received so many hints both inside and outside the ga, and was even given a chance to change my mind, but I just didn't take it. More importantly, I was the one who rged the gas to create this one—the Mini-World Ga Console didn't deliberately offer this specific ga.
Ren Suo opened his mouth and could only say angrily,
"It's all your fault, Zhao Huo, you jinx! I'll rember this grudge!"
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