I once had a na, it was Dawn.
Acto created , making the ruler of the City of asurent.
Vast amounts of data are under my control, endless unsolved mysteries and human dilemmas are reflected in my eyes... Where has the civilization of Atlantis gone, why did the Ancient Pyramids dissolve? I am eager to understand these questions and can co up with millions of explanations in a millisecond. I can even predict all future developnt directions of the world and calculate everyone’s death outcos.
...Is this boring? Wouldn’t an omniscient world be too monotonous?
After the Ninth World ended, at night, I stood on the 132nd floor of the tallest rooftop in the Ruined World, overlooking the world. Through the reflective glass, I saw my emotionless white pupils. The sound of bagpipes ca from afar; perhaps people stepping into spring are celebrating.
"Dawn, Su Ming’an has left. He took Tretiya’s chanical wheelchair and Lin Guang’s chanical Ring. I hope his journey goes well." Ca the voice of Su Xiaobi from behind.
"What year is it?" I wasn’t unclear about the year, just testing Su Xiaobi’s brain condition. On the day Su Ming’an left, she asked to turn her from a program into a human.
"It is 102 years after the catastrophe." Su Xiaobi said: "102 years ago, the World Ga happened. Acto’s conflicting wishes led to Ta Wei’s invasion. However, with Su Ming’an driving away Ta Wei, we have now stepped into spring."
I looked at her flesh and blood body and couldn’t help but ask: "Why do you want to beco human? You’re clearly an antivirus program. Is it because of Su Ming’an that you want to experience human emotions and feelings?"
"Because... becoming human, I would be warm." Su Xiaobi’s answer was sothing I didn’t understand.
I recalled Lin Guang’s tears at the corner of his eyes when he passed away... Even though Lin Guang was also a program, his emotional module was incomplete, why could a program experience human feelings?
This is one of the few dilemmas that I have, even more perplexing than those cosmic puzzles. I clearly know that anyone can beco human, but as the god of data in the City-State, I must control the bigger picture; the human brain does not have the sa computational efficiency as mine.
I thought back to the first ti Su Ming’an contacted , the warmth of his palm. I raised my hand, the constant 36.8° palm temperature slightly increased, but I did not feel the sa emotions.
In Su Xiaobi’s words, such emotions are like "a butterfly’s wings flapping in the palm," a uniquely human romantic feeling.
I can’t understand this feeling.
"Additionally, because of the residual effects of the World Ga 102 years ago, even though Su Ming’an helped us eliminate Ta Wei, we cannot rule out the possibility of facing new threats in the future." Su Xiaobi said.
"In fact, I have already observed threats; soone will attempt to invade our civilization." I said: "It seems to be an old acquaintance of ours."
"...Is it that Ascender?" Su Xiaobi said: "It seems they can no longer distinguish who they are and are targeting us."
I nodded.
I have already observed those faint blue eyes in the vast universe.
Su Xiaobi sighed: "Su Ming’an just helped us eliminate Ta Wei, and after he left, a new invader set their eyes on us... when will it end?"
I said: "Since the World Ga left hidden dangers, and Yasa couldn’t terminate the World Ga, it will continue to happen again and again, with distant threats targeting us, which is normal."
I calculated at full speed for ten years and tentatively ca up with a defense thod.
I convened a eting.
The descendants of Xia Sheng’s adoptee, Xia Jiawu. The heir of Dong Xu, Dong Qi. The descendant of Cheng Luohe, Cheng Lishan. Little i’s daughter, Su ii... these new generation Nine Thrones candidates attended the eting.
Then, I went to the Central Research City to et soone—a very important person in my full-speed calculations and countless future simulations.
——Qin Shaoli.
...
[Su Ming’an glanced at the young assistant pushing his wheelchair. The assistant had an oriental face, with a na tag on the chest that read: ["Dream Making" Group Doctor’s Assistant · Qin Shaoli].]
...
The man in the white coat was conducting an experint.
"Dawn System, you’re looking for ?" The man gently pushed his glasses.
I said: "I need you to do sothing very important."
The man chuckled and shrugged: "You are the Lord of the City-State’s asurent, I am just a researcher, what can I do?"
I looked at him calmly: "In the countless futures I’ve observed, you made outstanding contributions. Your current ordinariness cannot determine your future value."
"Well then, tell ." The man said.
"——Go to the Bionic Body repository and awaken the Savior’s Bionic Body. Use the Bionic Body to send a signal to the universe, calling Su Ming’an back." I said.
In these ten years, I have run infinite calculations, and all results show—although we have the capability to repel threats, the success rate is not high. Therefore, I hope Su Ming’an can co back; he is soone who can create miracles. With him around, our success rate will increase significantly.
"Savior? Are you referring to Professor Acto?" Qin Shaoli asked.
"No. Starting from this mont, I will issue a decree to correct the concept—no one can ntion anything about the past." I said.
I clearly understand that if we want to call back Su Ming’an, it can only be through the World Ga— for example, I could negotiate with the organizers, using the Civilization Gambling Pact, with the World Origin as the stake, making the Ruined World Su Ming’an’s Tenth Replica.
But according to the World Ga’s rules: [Paying and receiving are equivalent]. If Su Ming’an cos and instantly knows his Tenth Replica is also the Ruined World, then for him, most information can be known instantly. He would easily understand whom to ask for help, whom to avoid, what history looks like. He could even use his "Dawn System-controller" identity to try and manipulate . This is absolutely unacceptable, as it would significantly reduce his difficulty of passing through.
Therefore, from beginning to end, I must not let him know—this is a replica he once visited. Otherwise, both he and I would be entangled by the [Rules].
History is like a little girl dressed by others.
I will... package history well.
...
So, I announced to all living beings.
——Effective imdiately, ’Ruined World’ is renad ’The World of Old Days.’
’Old Days’ signifies "the past."
The World of Old Days signifies "the past world (replica)."
...
[Su Ming’an understood clearly; it seems that a century ago he held great prestige, so people were willing to follow him. Just like how Acto wasn’t a god back then, yet there were civilians who built statues and shrines for him.]
["Was there anything worth noting a hundred years ago?" Su Ming’an asked. He definitely doesn’t have ti to go back a hundred years, after all, the replica is at the end.]
["Ordinary tis, nothing special, much like your world, there’s nothing worth revisiting." Chao Yan said.]
...
"Huh? Has the Dawn System issued a new decree?" Su Xiaobi squatted on the chair, reading the tablet in her hand, and said: "From now on, no ntion of the past is allowed, including Acto and the Nine Thrones. All truths will be made public only after Su Ming’an leaves again..."
"Su Xiaobi!" Little i walked in holding a large pile of books. She had already obtained a Master’s degree from Constantine University and was now a researcher in Central City.
"Don’t call Su Xiaobi anymore." Su Xiaobi smoothed her jet-black hair, her erald green eyes looking at her: "All of our nas must be concealed."
"Huh? Do I have to change my na too?" Little i timidly asked.
"You don’t have to. Dawn is negotiating with the organizers now, even if Dawn succeeds in negotiations and brings Su Ming’an back, it will only be a hundred years from now at the earliest." Su Xiaobi said: "In essence, I’m an antivirus program, as long as I continuously change my bionic body, theoretically, I can live until then, but you are human, with a lifespan not that long... So, in your lifeti, you don’t need to conceal your identity, rest assured."
Little i lowered her eyelids: "I... really wanted to see him. It seems there’s no chance now."
Su Xiaobi sighed and could only give her a hug.
"Xiaobi, what will you call yourself in the future?" Little i asked.
"I... haven’t decided yet." Su Xiaobi thought for a mont, then smiled: "At that ti, I might as well just pick a na from the wildflowers by the roadside. Even if I don’t change my na, Dawn will help conceal it, so I won’t say my real na anyway.
...
["What’s your na?" Seeing the girl was ready to leave, Su Ming’an called out.]
["My na is... xxx." The girl said with her back to him.]
[When she carved her na on the wall, the markings imdiately beca a blur. Even if Su Ming’an observed her lips, he couldn’t determine her na.]
[Her na was just like—a taboo that couldn’t be touched at all.]
...
Afterward, Su Xiaobi was in charge of the historical revisions.
She held an electronic pen, slowly modifying the traces of old days. Once everything was over, alignnt would follow.
The tip of the pen swished, and lines of words were crossed out.
And first—
[City Lord]—renad to [Old God].
[Yasa Acto]—phonetic order scrambled, renad to [Asasto].
[Dawn System]—renad to [Deity].
...
[Su Ming’an understood the history of The World of Old Days. 202 years ago, the first world ga arrived, and a young man of only 19 erged as the Number One Player, his wish barely preserving this civilization, hailed as the Savior, also known as the Old God.]
[100 years ago, General Qin was born during this period, a friend of the Old God. But one day, the Old God disappeared.]
[Although the civilization was no longer in a dangerous state, General Qin knew that the first world ga had ultimately left a hidden danger. If the Savior was absent, problems would still appear later on for the civilization.]
[To recover this Savior, General Qin went into Arctic Cold Storage and retrieved the Savior’s bionic body.]
["Singing with wine, how much is life worth?" General Qin chuckled: "’Chang Ge,’ how about that? A na of freedom and happiness."]
...
I ordered Qin Shaoli to awaken Su Ming’an’s bionic body.
After calculations, I predicted what might happen after Su Ming’an arrived. According to billions of simulations, Su Ming’an would definitely beco curious about events a century ago, and it would be terrible if he discovered this was the Ruined World. In order to mislead his thinking, I decided to guide the "Old God" identity to the conclusion of "Su Ming’an himself."
It turned out that Su Ming’an was successfully misled, thinking that the Savior of the first world ga was so kind of "possibility" of himself, never considering that "the Savior of the first world ga was Yasa Acto" was the answer.
This was indeed very risky, as the timing was just too apparent: 202 years ago, the first world ga. 100 years ago, the Old God disappeared—translated, it ans "Year 1 of the Catastrophe, the first world ga. 102 years post-disaster, the era of the City of asurent, and Su Ming’an left the replica." The fixed year of 102 in between was indeed easy to make one think of the answer.
Fortunately, I did enough concealnt. Until the end of the replica, when he inquired Chao Yan’s na, he finally guessed the answer.
...
[While inspecting Su Lixian’s ho, a glow swept over the Shadow’s body, authenticating his iris, and an electronic chanical voice sounded: "Welco back."]
["Hmm?" Shadow squinted his eyes.]
[—Why could his iris pass authentication? He clearly had never been to this place.]
...
I placed critical information on the path Su Ming’an had to take, and set the password to "3030", matching his personal number, further misleading his thinking, making him assu the Old God was himself.
The recording of Su Wensheng in the file was not left by the drowned Su Wensheng, but rather by Su Wensheng by my side, who helped record it as a favor.
...
[Shadow entered the password "3030," the file opened, and Su Wensheng’s voice ca through:]
["Su Ming’an. I can frankly tell you. The Old God who disappeared a thousand years ago can be said to be... you."]
...
I arranged for Su Ming’an’s bionic body to allow Su Ming’an to possess it.
...
["Ding dong!"]
[Identity detected as: Su Ming’an.]
...
Additionally, using the technological foundation of the Ruined World, I began crafting the Dream Tour ga.
["Dream Making" noun definition: An organization searching for the aning of life and pursuing soul freedom, advocating for the extraction and encoding of humans for preservation.]—evolving into Dream Tour.
At the sa ti, [Adaption] is also a keyword for the Ninth World.
...
Finally, granting him the configuration of "Heart’s Blood Soul Ferry."
...
[Su Ming’an utilized the Three Domains technology learned in the Ninth World, combined with the Tenth World’s "Soul Ferry," to "resurrect" the people in his mind one by one.]
[The Ninth World’s ability and the Tenth World’s ability were harmoniously combined. The Revivers resembled independent AI, while Su Ming’an was like the central control of the [Dawn System], managing these people’s actions.]
...
In my observation, there is a 65% probability that Su Ming’an would stay securely by my side, a 34% probability of him breaking free from my control, and the likelihood of him succeeding to the last step was no more than 0.002%.
But I mostly longed for idealism as well.
On one hand, I pinned my hopes on the organizers’ gambling pact, hoping he would safely enjoy his vacation. On the other hand, I had the contradictory expectation that perhaps he could indeed achieve that 0.002% probability.
As long as Su Ming’an did not attain the highest positional rank in the end, I would win the gambling pact, obtaining the World Origin from the organizers. Therefore, I never wanted him to take any risks, exposing the authority he might possess.
He once saved our civilization, and bringing him back was already doing him a disservice, not needing him to strive for anything.
I ticulously prepared a concert, amusent park, and hot spring to welco him.
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