Su Ming’an silently watched the shadow.
The shadow silently watched back.
"And who are you?" Su Ming’an said.
Now, even if ten thousand acquaintances appeared before him, one by one with whispers from Lv soone, Rin soone, and Yue soone, he wouldn’t be surprised.
The black mist receded a little, revealing a pair of moon-white pupils, indicating this figure seed human with very clear features.
Su Ming’an did not know this Fifth Rank, but he looked very handso.
"Good luck," he began.
"...Huh?" Su Ming’an blinked, not expecting the first thing the other said would be to wish him good luck.
"I will be, waiting for you," he said again.
"Do I know you?" Su Ming’an was puzzled.
The Fifth Rank shook his head, showing a gentle smile, his eyes full of softness.
"My na is Starfire," he said, "You might et in Luowasha."
Su Ming’an felt the goodwill in his words. This Starfire seed to be in the friendly camp, exuding a thriving vitality.
"Don’t lose to the organizers, don’t bow to bad people," Starfire said, "You’re a good person, and good people shouldn’t end up as sacrifices. If you see in Luowasha, I’ll help you."
"Why are you willing to help ?" Su Ming’an asked.
"...Not out of [interest], nor out of [brethren]. I help out of emotion," he said, "Because I’ve seen good people sacrificed. Reality is a trash ga, and no matter how skilled the player, they’re trapped by Destiny’s mold. The children who long to touch the sky have traversed countless mountains but are still mountains. I don’t want that; I want to change sothing."
Su Ming’an understood. Since he beca a god from a human, he must have gone through a lot before ascending. The details of his past could only be explored in the Luowasha Plane.
"Can we have a chat?" Su Ming’an pressed on. These beings from high dinsions either spew nonsense or play guessing gas. It was rare to catch one who spoke clearly.
"Yes."
"How did you beco a god?" Su Ming’an asked.
"...My path to godhood wasn’t special; I didn’t play the world ga or compete with anyone, nor did I wander through the vast universe. My hotown is a high magic world, the world rank was already very high, and I had the strongest bloodline potential in the world, so once my lineage fully unlocked, I beca a god. Then... a lot of things happened that couldn’t pass review, and I ascended to high dinsions, eventually getting swept into the world ga as you see now," Starfire said.
"Things that couldn’t pass review?" Su Ming’an perked up.
"Yes, the world ga would block certain statents of mine, so I can’t tell you, hence unable to pass review," Starfire said.
"...Oh." Su Ming’an said.
"What were you just thinking?" Starfire asked.
"Nothing much." Su Ming’an changed the topic, "High magic world...is it like Luowasha?"
It seems that becoming a god ≠ becoming high dinsion. Starfire first beca a god in his hotown, experienced many things before becoming high dinsion, and was eventually swept into the world ga as an organizer.
"Luowasha is more advanced," Starfire said.
"What level is Zhai Xing’s world?" Su Ming’an asked.
"Zhai Xing is a low technology, low magic world," Starfire said, "Zhai Xing is still very immature but has great potential; it needs ti to evolve into a more powerful civilization. My hotown is almost set in stone, with no more potential, lacking developnt space, just a stagnant high magic world."
"The Ruined World is mid technology, low magic world; because it experienced the world ga, technology evolved from low to mid-level."
"And the world of old days, a thousand years later, is mid technology, mid magic world, as its developnt in a thousand years extended to elents like talismans and witchcraft spells, hence evolving from low magic to mid magic."
"After another ten thousand years, in Pulaya’s era, the world regressed again to mid technology, low magic world, because a fracture occurred, and people of the world of old days went to the celestial sphere; Earth only evolved into a new civilization in ten thousand years, hence civilization regressed."
"In summary, civilization’s level is not unchanging."
Su Ming’an didn’t expect his casual question would elicit such a detailed spiel from Starfire, covering everything from a thousand years past to ten thousand years later, from Zhai Xing to Pulaya. There was no concealed information, no riddles.
It was...too moving!
Clear and articulate words—how long has it been since he encountered soone who talked so openly? Little Qian, Little Rin, Little Li, Little Die... every single one struggled to utter a single sentence.
"Are you helping because I remind you of your past friends?" Su Ming’an said.
Starfire was silent for a mont, then nodded, "Yes, I don’t want you to struggle to the end only to be trapped by destiny."
Su Ming’an had already realized the essence of the world ga was sothing vast, and it indeed seed so, given that both the original theory and possibility theory are right here.
"I’m leaving," Starfire suddenly halted.
In the dark corridor, he curved his moon-colored eyes:
"Even though I’d like to chat with you, others are coming, so let’s end here. Bound by [rules], I can’t say much; this is already the limit."
"You’re a good person," Su Ming’an said.
"Yes." Starfire smiled, his shown features exceedingly beautiful, skin as white as porcelain, making one feel a gentle warmth: "You’re a good person too, good people should help good people."
Soon, those moon-white eyes disappeared, and the constant thriving vitality vanished as well.
In the profound dark corridor, Su Ming’an put his hands in his pockets, waiting for the next one.
Co on, let’s welco the next high dinsion being.
"—Su Ming’an."
A voice ca from behind.
Su Ming’an looked at the newcor—black mist completely covered him, not revealing anything.
"I am the Eleventh Rank," the shadow approached.
"So, this number is their order to line up and see ," Su Ming’an realized.
"..." He seed speechless for a few seconds.
"How should I address you?" Su Ming’an adeptly hosted.
"Just call ’the Eleventh Rank unwilling to show his face’," he said.
"Unwilling to show face. When I couldn’t stand firm monts ago, why did you want to rush to ?" Su Ming’an said.
"You saw that?"
"Your movent was so big..." Su Ming’an said.
For so reason, upon seeing this Eleventh Rank, Su Ming’an felt a strong sense of familiarity, as if they’d interacted countless tis, making his tone subconsciously familiar.
Despite not knowing where his face was, Su Ming’an could sense that he was staring at him.
"Su Ming’an. The organizers hope you lose the bet, wish you beco their food, but I am the exception." He said.
"...That." Su Ming’an said, "Dieying ntioned that."
"Dieying is ultimately an outsider, even if Dieying said such words, if facing the choice, he’ll still preserve the New World over you, his words are just worth a listen." He said.
"Then, are you from the inner world?" Su Ming’an listened to this flattery and indirectly asked.
The Eleventh Rank concealed its face thoroughly, wrapped in black from head to toe, not even willing to reveal a pair of eyes.
It nodded and emphasized:
"I’m always on the sa side as you, Su Ming’an."
"Please rember—our interests are always aligned, our goals are always united, and our camp is always the sa."
"If among the Twelve Forces, you can only trust one, it’s not the Rabbit, not Shadow, not Aria, nor Starfire, but ."
...These words carried an imnse weight. Su Ming’an was stunned for a mont.
There was a strong sense of affinity flowing between them, as if connecting two hearts.
"I ca to confirm sothing with you." the one not willing to show their face said:
"[Zhai Xing shouldn’t hold back Su Ming’an.]"
"[You should have let go of it early on.]"
"But you’ve held onto it tightly. Are you sure your will shall remain unchanged, unwavering by any interest, persisting to the end?"
Su Ming’an said, "I’m just an ordinary person. What sustains are ideals and obsessions, ordinary things in an ordinary person’s brain. I will obviously waver, but I will try to fulfill my promises."
The one not willing to show their face nodded, seemingly smiling.
Before leaving, It said:
"There’s sothing I must tell you, listen carefully:"
"—The Eleventh World is a world where all of humanity participates, unlike before."
Su Ming’an’s eyes widened abruptly.
...What?
"The Eleventh World is special in nature and of extrely high positional rank, so it won’t be divided into tens of thousands of parallel worlds proceeding together, but only one." It continued:
"Hundreds of millions of players will gather in one world, no longer in previous instances that accommodated only ten thousand players."
"So, in this last day, quickly find your teammates. Although hundreds of millions of adventurer players will gather in the Luowasha Plane, Luowasha is indeed too large, even with millions, it’s hard to et together."
"In the past, the team formation limit was 5 people; this ti, it’s 15."
"—Go form a 15-mber ultimate team, Su Ming’an. Civilization’s destiny, whether the world ga will be destroyed, where the organizers will head, and whether you can win in this match... largely depends on this battle."
"Don’t worry about the rule [only one person can obtain the World Origin for perfect passing in each parallel instance]. Because Luowasha’s World Origin is not just one, you can rest assured."
"If you’re able to gather all World Origins, it’s equivalent to you blocking all full perfect clear players’ perfect clear, and finally you’re the one making the wish alone."
"If you choose to share the World Origin with others, such as Bei Wang, Yi Song, Lunxue, who are full perfect clear players, and maintain the number of wishes, that’s also your freedom."
"In short, try to collect as many as possible... It concerns the effectiveness of your final wish, the growth degree of your small world, and how many full perfect clear players can surround you."
"I paid a significant price to tell you this, hoping you win."
"No matter what, I favor you and am always on the sa side as you, Su Ming’an."
"Farewell."
The Eleventh Rank left, and the corridor finally reached its end; ahead was bright light, like dawn breaking through the darkness.
Su Ming’an did not hastily leave the corridor but turned back to look.
The deep long corridor, behind was already empty, and the few High Dinsions that accompanied him along the way were gone, as if each could only accompany him a short distance.
"...A world where all players gather." Su Ming’an muttered.
The information here was overwhelming.
In the past, it was divided into tens of thousands of parallel instances, each involving 10,000 players, but in the Eleventh World, all players are grouped together.
Even Qiongdi only has 100 top players on the leaderboard, while Luowasha World gathers all the players!
—This will be the grandest scene.
Whether it’s the defeated Mizushima Kawa Sora, Sea King brother Yi Song, the full perfect clearing Bei Wang, the self-proclaid future-seeing Prophet Alan, the Ti Controller Li Xiaoen, the mysterious silver-haired red-eyed healer Qin Si, the unknown Peak Alliance mber Alger and Shiyi, the lucky player Sherry, the mad king Anger and Boris, the storyteller Laine, or even Lin Wang’an... they will all gather together.
The Lighthouse Church, the Black Card Assassins Organization, the martial artists of Ancient Martial Families, the mages of the Holt Wizard Alliance, the mafia behind Lu, the child players of Noel New World Guild... these organizations will also gather, no longer in scattered states.
"What a vast world would it be? Suddenly investing millions of people, yet they can’t encounter each other..." Su Ming’an took a deep breath.
Since there’s no conflict in perfect clear, then, gather all trustworthy full perfect clear players. Believe they are willing to respond to the call of Number One Player.
Wisdom, luck, force, charm, emotional intelligence... the peak combined abilities of human players—
Full perfect clear players, it’s ti to gather.
...
...
[April 1st, 2:00 AM]
[22 hours remaining until the Eleventh World begins.]
...
Returning to his personal villa, Su Ming’an took out paper and pen.
As for Xiao Ming, he’s been gone with a swoosh for a long ti, not sure where he’s playing.
"Su Ming’an! We’re playing Duck Goose Kill, want to join?" Yamada Machiichi and others sat in the hall, they’ve already taken this place as their ho, gathering here every day.
"No need." Su Ming’an went straight upstairs.
"Su Ming’an, what did that woman at the auction just call you over for?" Fire Mystery raised his head.
"Talking."
"Su Ming’an, want so tea?" Lv Shu uncovered the teapot that’s been heated for a long ti.
"No need."
The door closed, and the mont Su Ming’an entered the room, they collectively shifted their gaze from the computer screen.
"I knew that rabbit definitely said sothing! Su Ming’an’s state is completely different before and after!" Lin Yin whispered clandestinely.
"Surely the organizers threatened him with sothing, this group just can’t stand players doing well!" Yamada Machiichi said resentfully.
"...I think the organizers might be good people." Qin Si laughed beside.
"Still want to play the ga?" Mo Yan asked.
"Of course! We ca to the villa to create a joyful atmosphere, so he wouldn’t see a cold and silent villa when he returns. As long as we’re having fun here, he should feel a bit happier seeing us." Lin Yin said with a smile.
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