[Please fully experience the second life.]
[Teleportation will be initiated shortly—]
White light enveloped Su Ming’an and Noel.
Su Ming’an didn’t know whose life he would observe.
In the first life, Li Mingyue, although he learned the process of forming Nine Serenities and The Republic, he was entirely detached from the millennium plan. He hoped to see the lives of Chao Yan or General Qin, who should be the first and second Principals, knowing the entire millennium plan.
...
The white light of the teleportation faded, and Su Ming’an opened his eyes.
Surrounded by towering skyscrapers, the sky tinted with the fiery glow of sunset. Su Ming’an imdiately opened the system mirror... but he found, to his surprise, that he wasn’t possessing anyone this ti.
In the mirror was his true appearance.
"...Hmm?" Su Ming’an was surprised. How could it be his own appearance? At the very least, it should be soone from a millennium ago.
He looked up and suddenly realized many people were standing around. About a hundred people, all staring at him.
...Who are these people, and why are they all looking at him?
He looked down and saw he was standing in a magic array. This group of people looked at him, faces lighting up with joy. Then, cheers erupted.
"It worked—We succeeded in summoning the Old God back from a millennium later!" a soldier shouted with joy.
"The Old God has returned! Wonderful!" a young man exclaid, flailing his arms excitedly.
"The Old God has awakened!"
Su Ming’an looked around, seeing faces filled with delight and reverence.
... What are these people talking about?
A hand grasped his arm, a girl with dark purple eyes. She gazed at him fondly: "Little Cloud, you finally woke up. I almost thought you’d stay imrsed in the future forever."
"Su Luoluo, why are you here?" Su Ming’an asked with hesitation. He hadn’t seen Su Luoluo in a long ti. She was in military uniform now, and he almost didn’t recognize her.
"Look behind you," Su Luoluo instructed, turning him around.
Su Ming’an saw screens erected behind him, displaying scenes from a millennium later, paused at the mont he and Noel stood in front of the mirror.
"This is..." Su Ming’an felt confused; he vaguely sensed he had stumbled upon sothing terrifying.
Dozens of pipelines were connected to Su Ming’an’s back. Su Luoluo supported him, helping to disconnect them like pulling out vibrant veins.
"Little Cloud, it’s the 0th year of the Heavenly Era now. To prepare for the millennium plan, you actively linked to the simulator, imrsing yourself in simulations of the future, experiencing scenarios a thousand years later, feeling various variables. Look, that simulator behind you is what I’m unplugging you from right now," Su Luoluo said. "The Third Tower is your ’awakening’ point. Whenever you reach the Third Tower in the simulation, you wake up from it. So, do you rember now? In this simulation, is the millennium plan feasible?"
She rubbed his arms with both hands, gradually warming his stiff body.
...What?
Su Ming’an only felt absurd, hearing nonsense from her mouth.
At this mont, a red-haired man approached, clad in ultramodern silvery-white uniform, earnestly looking at Su Ming’an: "Old God, I’m glad you’re awake. You can rest for a while, no need to urgently start another future simulation. I can see you’re still longing for that fabricated future shown by the simulator."
Su Ming’an furrowed his brows.
Just like when Acto downgraded dinsions to maintain consistency between two and three dinsions, Acto would personally imrse in the two-dinsional simulator, adjusting variables ti and again, spending years there, making it difficult to distinguish between real and virtual when returning to three dinsions.
These people said everything he saw a thousand years later was a simulation and that a millennium ago was reality.
...Really? He didn’t believe it. He still thought a thousand years later was real. These people were just part of the daylight scenario simulated by the Third Tower, an illusion created by Dieying.
"You’re the ones who are fake," Su Ming’an said in a low voice.
Su Luoluo was taken aback. She was different from that ordinary girl Su Luoluo a thousand years later; now she was a General with considerable strength, hearing Su Ming’an’s whisper.
"...Why would you think that?" Su Luoluo shook her head. "Wake up! Little Cloud. We haven’t reached a thousand years later; it’s the 1st year of the Heavenly Era, not the 832nd year of The World of Old Days! Everything you’ve seen so far is a simulation of the future! You’re only just waking up now!"
"I didn’t expect Dieying’s role-playing skill to be comparable to a Deity," Su Ming’an contemplated. "Your tone is quite like the real Su Luoluo; how long have you practiced?"
Su Luoluo looked at him confusedly: "...The Su Luoluo you always saw was the reincarnation of the simulated Su Luoluo a thousand years later. The real Su Luoluo stands here, and you say I’m a simulation..."
Others saw Su Ming’an so "stubbornly persistent" and ca to persuade him, asserting their authenticity.
At this point, a green-eyed girl approached: "Su Ming’an."
As she stepped forward, all the soldiers quieted down.
Su Ming’an locked eyes with her.
Chao Yan calmly looked at him, her eyes like still water: "The impression we left on you from a thousand years later made you think they were real. Because the situations shown by the simulator are essentially events that will truly occur in the future, you feel a strong sense of imrsion. But I assure you, you’re truly awake now, and the real tiline is now—the 0th year of the Heavenly Era."
"...Stop joking. You all are just simulations of the Third Tower," Su Ming’an said.
He wouldn’t believe it.
Chao Yan said: "Currently, all the players have awakened in this era, including Agnes and Eli, who were eliminated from the Third Tower in your impression; they have also awakened in this era—this fact can prove everything you saw a thousand years later was a simulation, and the Third Tower actually doesn’t exist."
Su Ming’an calmly looked back at her, unwavering in his belief, knowing he couldn’t let himself be swayed by a few words.
Others also added:
"Yes, Old God, please wake up quickly."
"Is it that this simulation’s realism was too strong, making the Old God always think a thousand years later is real."
"We are not the ones simulated; it is those a thousand years later who are simulations!"
Su Ming’an’s expression remained unchanged, he just said, "Wait for the night phase."
If the night phase still appears, it ans everything he sees now is rely a simulation by the Third Tower, and these people are fake.
"The night phase will definitely appear," Chao Yan said, "In our era, Shadow is still the greatest enemy. He has long set his sights on you, the Old God, and during your simulation of the future, he invaded the simulation, trying to seize your consciousness. We barely managed to rescue your consciousness from the simulation, allowing you to awaken at this mont. But if you still believe ’a thousand years later’ is real, your perception will remain subrged in the simulation, and you will certainly see the night phase again."
"Tell more in detail," Su Ming’an said.
"Alright. We have been trying to awaken your consciousness for a long ti, but you were always imrsed in the simulation of a thousand years later, unable to wake up. It wasn’t until then that we discovered Shadow had blocked your awakening ’perception,’ making you believe that a thousand years later was real," Chao Yan said, "Now that you’ve finally awakened, if you still don’t believe in our authenticity, your consciousness will still be pulled back into the simulation by Shadow, and you might never wake up again... Our real era will lose you. Even if you go back, it would just be a false future within the simulator, utterly aningless."
"..."
Su Ming’an covered his face and sighed silently, at an angle where no one could see.
...Shadow, you went to such great lengths to fabricate such absurd words to keep my consciousness subrged in the day phase. Truly painstaking work.
Though logically it makes sense, he doesn’t believe it.
"Old God, if you don’t believe in our authenticity, your consciousness will completely subrge in the simulation of the future. You cannot let Shadow succeed!" Li Yuxuan advised.
Su Ming’an listened faintly.
...If I believe in your authenticity, then my consciousness would subrge in this simulation of the past, letting Shadow succeed.
He felt his hands being tightly held, the warmth transferring over. Chao Yan didn’t force him to accept it, just quietly held his hands.
"It’s okay, whether you believe it or not," Chao Yan said, "...I can wait. You have a long ti to slowly accept this truth."
Su Ming’an allowed her to hold on, without letting go. Although he thought this was the dayti phase of the Third Tower, he wouldn’t completely rule out all possibilities. Let’s treat them as people from a thousand years ago, and consider both sides as real.
"Alright then, as you say. Everything a thousand years later is a simulation, and now is what’s real," Su Ming’an said calmly, "Then, let’s start the millennium plan."
He followed their tone, pretending to be "awake." After all, he did not believe that everything a thousand years later was fake. The instance is already on its thirteenth day, counting real ti, it’s been over thirty days. If he assus everything prior was "a simulation of the future," it would an overthrowing much of the logic. And the efforts of the Fire Transmitters, the death of Hei Que, the struggle of Su Wensheng... wouldn’t they suddenly beco aningless?
"aningful," Chao Yan suddenly said.
Su Ming’an looked at her sideways.
"...If we don’t create significant changes, those futures are bound to happen, as the simulation is almost a hundred percent accurate," Chao Yan said, "You can be grateful that you’ve awakened at this mont. Because... now that you know their future, you have the opportunity to rewrite it."
"You can rewrite Hei Que’s tragic life, abolish the Nine Serenities’ cultivation plan, and let him beco a free person after a thousand years."
"You can rewrite the fact of Su Wensheng’s death because you already know the words ’General Qin, I ca back,’ so he doesn’t have to be eliminated."
"You know everything, understand everything. Just like an old player who has already collected all the endings. All the clues are already lying in your mory stick — that is the significance of our simulation of the future."
"Su Ming’an. You used to regret countless tis why you couldn’t stop their deaths, why you couldn’t be born a thousand years ago to know everything. Now, you have achieved that."
"From the beginning — you are positioned at the beginning of the tiline. You have ample ti to rewrite everything. Because you were originally standing at the start."
Chao Yan finished stating this long segnt.
Su Ming’an fiddled with the Ring of Ti around his finger, saying lightly, "Then how co you can simulate everything a thousand years later with such certainty, when the variables are so vast?"
Chao Yan said, "I’ll tell you why."
She raised her hand. On the back of her hand was a white star.
"— This year is the year 0 of the Heavenly Era, do you know why we started the new calendar?" Chao Yan said, "Because sothing happened last year."
Su Ming’an had already guessed.
...
[The Deity’s fingers slid over the books on the bookshelf, over each title: "Selected Illustrations of Plants and Flowers," "How to Manufacture a chanical Little Dog," "The Impact After the World Ga Battle," "The History of Mr. Qin and the Passage of the Life Hard Drive," "War God Dragon King Rebirth: I Am the Authority Holder," "I Really Don’t Want to Save The World of Old Days," "Infinity: The Infinite Evolution From Birth"...]
[The Deity’s eyebrows were lowered, gazing at these dust-covered books. These are books from decades or even more than a hundred years ago, preserved in the Deity’s dwelling as they were erased from history.]
...
"...The World Ga."
They almost spoke in unison.
Su Ming’an had long suspected that The World of Old Days wasn’t like an ordinary science-tech oriented world; it involved emotions and souls, a very mixed bag, likely deriving from the World Ga. There’s no trace of the World Ga a thousand years later, but it might have existed a thousand years ago.
Staring at the white star on Chao Yan’s hand, Su Ming’an’s eyes softened montarily: "...Is this the Perfect Pass Pattern Mark?"
Chao Yan said, "Yes. My authority is called ’Life.’ I possess life far longer than ordinary people, and my life can also serve as fuel. After the World Ga ended, many people acquired powerful authorities, ’Observation’ being one of them, allowing people to simulate future scenarios."
Su Ming’an murmured to himself, "Observation..."
...
["Everything in the world can be observed, their trajectory of actions will not escape my sight, massive data allows my observation to reach extre precision, I can predict most people’s outcos, seldom resulting in deviations," said the Deity, "You could even call a ’Laplace Monster.’"]
["Deity. Can you simulate the outco of anyone?" Su Ming’an said.]
["Yes," the Deity nodded.]
["What kind of power is this? Can I use it?" Su Ming’an said.]
["By constant ’Observation,’ analyzing billions of possibilities, and ultimately deducing the most likely outco," the Deity said.]
...
Su Ming’an rembered, the Deity’s authority seems to be... ’Observation’?
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