"Are you the human traitor from the First Epoch, Kasadia?" Sique calmly said, "It seems after betraying humanity, you gained benefits from the World Tree and beca a god.
"Child, don’t say that. I just wanted a vibrant world!" Kasadia twisted around, blushing coquettishly, "Didn’t you find the previous world too dull? Endless mortgage and car loans to repay! Faced with the dilemmas of advancing to school, advancing in jobs, being urged to marry, having children, and retirent! At school, you have to flatter professors like a grandson, and at work, you have to smile flatteringly to your superiors, spending your life staring at the Otherworld on a screen for self-fantasies—do you really want that life?"
Sique pondered, "You’re right in so things, but I believe all beautiful pursuits must be built on the foundation of survival. Your actions back then led to the deaths of over half of humanity."
Kasadia narrowed her eyes, her laughter growing more subdued, "...But it also granted happiness to half of humanity."
Behind her, portraits appeared, and she pointed at them randomly.
"This old man is nad Lailuo. He devoted his life to researching mathematics, reaching his nineties without solving any world math problems—this was his life’s regret. But near his death, he relocated to Luowasha, becoming a Longevity Species, and to this day, he lives on, having solved three world mathematics problems." The portrait showed a feeble old man, smiling benevolently.
"This one, nad Mary, was a housewife. Her husband used to abuse her recklessly. The physical power between them was unbalanced, and she couldn’t resist. Now, she’s a powerful half-demon, nobody can bully her, and she has helped many who suffered from dostic violence." The portrait showed a woman with a sad countenance.
"Here’s Lin Wanhe, who was subjected to cold violence by colleagues and PUA by his boss. He worked a lifeti without affording a restroom, everyone called him trash. Yet now, he’s an alchemist wealthy enough to rival nations. It proves that it wasn’t ability restricting him, but the environnt." The portrait showed a man with sparse hair and a frail face.
"Lastly, there’s Su Wensheng, of the sa age as you. He was full of passions yet couldn’t save even his female classmates. If he hadn’t moved to Luowasha and learned magic, becoming a decent mage—with his physique, he probably would’ve been killed by the city’s bandits by now..."
Su Ming’an jumped off the bench.
...Wait a second.
What was this last one’s na?
He quickly leaned close to the screen; the portrait of the black-haired youth was evidently the familiar Su Wensheng.
His pupils shook dramatically.
All the words ford into one thought in his mind—
Huh?
"In short! I believe what I did wasn’t wrong!" Kasadia clapped her hands.
"...Even if you think so, I can’t do anything about it." Sique shrugged, as such matters are hard to discern right or wrong.
"By the way, I’m really interested in you. From now on, I’ll keep my eye on you! Observe you!" Kasadia said cheerfully.
Under Sique’s shocked gaze, Kasadia’s form moved, rging into the "Kasadia" character, blending inseparably.
From now on, even Sique couldn’t differentiate between whether it was Kasadia herself or the character by his side, but that hardly mattered.
The screen turned black, and the recording ended there.
Su Ming’an stood and paced around, feeling he’d vaguely touched the truth beneath Luowasha’s surface, just waiting for a catalyst to connect it all.
"Let sort this out..." He kneaded his temples.
He recalled Ruan Chun’s words before her execution:
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[Ruan Chun shrieked: "Your appearance... You’re the son of Su Lixian and Liu Chongping! Didn’t you disappear when you were nineteen? You’re still alive..."]
...
In the Tenth World, Su Wensheng’s mother was nad Su Lixian, and his father Liu Chongping. Su Ming’an was sure he didn’t rember wrongly.
...
[Liu Chongping was silent for a while, shook his head at Ruan Chun: "I’m sorry, I understand your pain, but that’s not a reason for murder."]
[Ruan Chun laughed wildly: "I know you, surnad Liu. Your son was my classmate back then, it’s a pity. If you cared more about family, he wouldn’t have disappeared on his school route!"]
...
This conversation matched Su Wensheng’s experience.
Combining with the end of The World of Old Days:
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[———"Su Wensheng" · Epilogue——
HE (Positive Ending) [Youngest Union Governnt Councilman]:
Crying of famished children during warti, sobbing of girls in classrooms, the principal’s vile laughter, fabricated news on television, dead Grandma, the dark abuse in research labs...
My heart is still fervent, blood still warm...
Possibility of realization: 11.08%
Years of birth and death: 810 year-? Year]
...
In the Tenth World’s system endga, everyone had birth and death years listed, including Xia Jiawen, Su Luoluo, and Xiao Ying, but only Su Wensheng’s death year was a question mark.
A question mark on the death year ans...
Su Wensheng isn’t dead yet?
Su Ming’an suddenly thought of a possibility:
"Could Luowasha’s ’Card Drawing’ system be a cross-instance space-ti summoning chanism?"
He always found the "Card Drawing" chanism strange, as if it lacked a purpose. But if it was a chanism connecting different worlds, then it would make sense.
Luowasha is a hodgepodge world with high positional rank. If it could achieve similarities to the World Ga—like bringing in people from different instances—it wouldn’t be impossible.
Moreover, when Su Ming’an placed Little Su’s frozen treat in the lab, he had seen a segnt of Sique’s research log:
...
[Record of the 34211st attempt. "Narrative Pen" achieved a historic breakthrough by tracing back approximately 0.1 microseconds in ti; though insignificant, it at least proves the experint’s direction is correct.]
...
This log suggested Sique was trying to create Ti Authority.
From the Second Epoch to the Fourth Epoch, so much ti had passed; perhaps Sique was already successful. Even if Sique didn’t produce high Ti Authority, not like Su Ming’an’s ability to cover the Organizers, applying it within instances should be feasible.
If the "Card Drawing" chanism employed this Ti Authority—wouldn’t it summon so people who had already passed away? Let those who died... appear before Su Ming’an again?
"...Can it be done?" Su Ming’an hesitated, rationality told him it seed impossible, but emotionally, he desperately hoped for success.
He rembered he still had a summoning ticket; he glanced at the card pool.
The original card pool was ["Sea Emperor Descending" limited card pool (contains [SSR·Sea Emperor·Lu], [SR·Sea rmaid Mage·Posa] and other limited cards)] and ["Olivius Seeker" limited card pool (contains [SSR·Luowasha’s Despicable·Sique], [SR·Elf King Phantom·Huan Jiala] and other limited cards)], opened from April 3rd to April 5th.
Today is April 7th, the card pool had renewed:
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["Red Sun Descending" limited card pool: (Opening ti: April 7th 00:00- April 9th 00:00)]
[This card pool contains [SSR·Prisoner of the Black Water·Sique], [SR·Observer of Doom·Yijulai’er], [SR·Star of Research·Ran Bo], [SR·Order Guardian·Xiao Bai] and other limited cards.]
...
["Looking Back at Qiongdi" Limited-ti Card Pool: (Open Ti: April 7, 00:00 - April 9, 00:00)]
[This card pool contains limited cards such as[SSR·Daughter Forsaken by God·?], [SR·God’s Favored Son·Fengchang], [SR·Black Crow·Chang Sheng],[SR·Hand of Space·Kael Nashe].]
...
The mont he saw the card pool, Su Ming’an’s vision was hazy, as if shrouded in a misty white haze.
A buzzing sound filled his ears, and the air was exceedingly quiet.
He blinked slowly and only after a long ti did he confirm the reality in front of him. He reached out, gently touching these nas, disbelief and yearning flashing through his eyes, his breathing gradually becoming moist.
He knew he had long lost it and couldn’t regain it. Yet he greedily hoped... maybe what he thought was true.
Tightly clutching this mont of joy, fearing it might slip away.
The instances in the World Ga always like to use seemingly playful and humorous gas to reveal the harsh reality—such as Pulaya’s "Demon King and Hero Ga," Qiongdi’s "Collecting Silver Star Ga," The World of Old Days’ "Dream Tour Ga"... and now, "Card Drawing."
In seemingly absurd ways, truth can always be reached.
He suddenly recalled that, as early as in the Main God World, the Boss Rabbit had players start collecting fixed trajectory props for card drawing, such as the Ferris Wheel Fragnt of Dieying, or Su Ming’an’s blood-stained piano score... this already had a sign.
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[Mr. Nuo’s Ferris Wheel Fragnt (Red Level): "Why are you auctioning this thing too? You’re also asking for it?"]
[Type: Prop]
[Introduction: A fragnt on Mr. Nuo’s long road of trash, which the rabbit thinks is very collectible.]
[Note: Put into the card pool to increase "Dieying up rate."]
[Starting Bid: 50 Points]
[Buyout Price: 300 Points]
...
At the ti, many thought it was laughable that a prop could increase the probability of drawing Dieying. How could Dieying be drawn? It’s not like the Eleventh World could bring multidinsional beings from the universe here?
However, Su Ming’an now realized that it seed... truly feasible.
If the essence of "Card Drawing" is summoning across instances, it’s not strange to draw anyone, even a zombie from the First World could be drawn.
Let’s give it a try.
"Click."
He inserted the Summoning Ticket into the [Looking Back at Qiongdi] card pool, and the World Tree on the interface shook slightly, a golden light burst forth——
For a mont, he caught a light fragrance.
Tulip, rose, lavender... the scent of blooming flowers welled up at the tip of his nose, like a sea of flowers blossoming before him. Accompanied by a hint of the ocean, it was as if the sunlight was falling on the waves plainly, and yet as resolute as water splashing across the beach.
The light swayed, casting a round, warm glow.
His black hair was lifted by the wind, his eyes staring straight ahead——
Amidst the brilliant glow,
A white silhouette gradually appeared, pure white hair fluttering like flying snow.
...
Under the wisteria, Sique opened his eyes.
"... Recently, I’ve been able to sleep more." He yawned, "By the way, let’s see what Su Ming’an is doing now."
He looked at three screens, each showing a different Su Ming’an.
It was the sixth morning of the instance, and outside the Disciple Ga, Su Ming’an had just been kidnapped by a Black Robed Man reminiscent of Lv Shu, and had yet to et the World Tree. anwhile, inside the Disciple Ga, one Su Ming’an was heading to the cafeteria for a al, and another was drawing cards in the auditorium basent.
Sique tilted his head: "Huh? How did Su Ming’an turn into three? Each one seems real enough... His positional rank is terrifyingly high, no one should be able to slice him, it must be him doing it to himself again in the future... amusing."
Judging from this situation, there shouldn’t be any major issues.
Sique went to the table, intending to brew a cup of tea, read a book, and enjoy so leisurely ti.
Just then, at the end of the black water, a figure approached.
"Shh—shh—shh—"
Footsteps were steady and resolute.
A red robe fluttered like a gallant flag, billowing behind her.
Her white hair flowed like liquid crystal, dancing wildly in the darkness.
Her eyes resembled the clarity of the heavenly sea, with an expansive and free aura akin to the wilderness.
Beneath the black, thick darkness, the girl’s slender figure was like a crimson sharp sword, an ever-burning vivid fla. As if slowly overlaying with old mories.
She approached, step by step, her red robe whirling, as if the entire expanse of fiery flas in the wilderness was advancing.
"Hmm? You’re here? Perfect, let’s have tea together." Sique spotted the girl, unsurprised.
This girl had been assisting him since the Second Epoch, reportedly coming from beyond, she beca a god and left her holand, arriving in Luowasha, seemingly searching for soone.
She claid to be a traveler who wanted to witness various marvelous sceneries, and Luowasha, being a lting pot of worlds with all sorts of landscapes, fulfilled her travel desires, so she stayed there long-term.
Sique first encountered her in spring, she was standing alone by the sea, her gaze silent and distant, while her red robe vividly billowed, like flowing fire over the sea.
A fiery red flower adorned her white hair, beautiful.
At the ti, Sique asked her, "Hello, what is this flower? I don’t think I’ve seen it in Luowasha."
She softly replied, saying the flower was called "Cursed Fire."
Cursed Fire, truly a magical flower, blooming so fervently like eternal flas in the night, brilliant and dazzling.
Later, Sique shared many beautiful flowers from Luowasha with her. Since then, they beca acquainted. Knowing about Luowasha’s crisis, she expressed her willingness to help Sique and would occasionally co to find him.
She had beco a god, but most of her divine power remained in her holand, controlling only a small portion of authority, even her body was reforged, her original body already sacrificed in divine rites.
She had a mighty divine title and a very beautiful na.
"You really haven’t co to find for a long ti, ’Reincarnation God’ from the Outer Realm..." Sique looked at her.
The white-haired girl also gazed at him, her eyes sharp and silent, as if fierce flas were burning in her pupils.
Those eyes, as vivid as the ocean, as fiery as a fla.
...
"——Xiber."
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