The Supre Lord’s foresight ability vaguely predicted the instances that Su Ming’an would encounter in the future, so when He noticed that Su Ming’an’s traces had reached the Second World, He tried to convey future events to Su Ming’an through resonance.
"Will you hear it?" the Supre Lord wondered.
His ans of interference were extrely limited. He was rely a "reader" interfering with a "protagonist," trying to send a thread of feedback into the protagonist’s dreams across the vast universe, through consciousness-level resonance, unsure if it would be effective.
Fortunately, He succeeded once.
...
[After the end of the Second World, Su Ming’an closed the forum, fell onto the bed, and quickly entered sleep.
Due to extre exhaustion, he had a very long, long dream.
He walked through the Apocalypse surrounded by reinforced concrete, crossed a blood-stained black and white chessboard, and a girl in a white coat handed him a candy, with blue skies and white clouds behind her.
He walked through a cold, white city, where a girl with blond hair and blue eyes tugged at his sleeve, humming a fairy tale song of a king and a witch. Suddenly, she disappeared with the sound of the piano, like extinguished flas.
He passed through a dimly lit school building where a young boy waved at him with a golden trophy, and the figure gradually faded away under the spotlight.
He walked through a dim village, where a blood-stained cross was hung high, werewolves roared, and ghosts sighed beneath coffins...
In his dream, he always saw many people. So called him "Doctor," others "Hero," so called him "Leader," and so called him "Big Brother."
He even dread of titles he had never heard before. So called him "City Lord," others "Sage Master," so called him "Your Majesty"...
Upon waking, he stared dazedly at the gray-and-white wall. His most remarkable trait was his ability to promptly manage his emotions, becoming unfazed by those scenes. ]
...
Thereafter, the Supre Lord began perfecting Su Ming’an’s "Space-ti Record Body."
In His view, all the plots and turning points recorded in this "Space-ti Record Body" would beco extrely useful mory clips to counteract entropy increase and might even help Him comprehend the essence of the World Ga. So what He needed to do was make it more perfect.
For instance, adding so introductions, embellishnts, patching and nding, making it more ordered, more organized, more immutable.
He went back to the front of the book and added so forewords:
...
[The greatest fortune in a person’s life is to discover their mission midway through life, that is, when they are at the peak of their strength and years.]
[If victory is not yet achieved, then charge forward in the next reincarnation. If the daylight is not yet perceived, then pass the torch to the next generation.]
[No one is unaware of the baseness and desires of humanity...]
[...]
[——Excerpted from the Top 3 hot posts on the Human Forum "Number One Player Su Ming’an" after the World Ga started on 2024.12.31 (future)]
...
This passage was placed right at the beginning by Him.
There were also so other forewords:
...
[In the past, humans often had such thoughts. Would there be a day when volcanoes suddenly erupted, cold waves swept in, earthquakes arrived on a large scale, tsunamis swallowed everything...]
[The world progresses, science and technology develop. People also shifted their doubts to new targets.]
[They wonder whether teors might fall from nowhere, whether the Sun might change its course, whether artificial intelligence might exceed control, whether alien civilizations might suddenly arrive...]
...
Most of them are comnts that would appear later on in the world forum, all written by humans themselves and do not require Him to formulate it, just adding so brackets or quotation marks and placing them at the forefront suffices.
Statents transford into mory clips, falling into the Supre Lord’s palm. He placed these mory clips one by one into Su Ming’an’s "Space-ti Record Body," making it more and more complete, more and more ordered.
...
Then, there was another major project.
The more He read, the more certain the Supre Lord beca of His suspicion — Su Ming’an indeed possesses authority.
Many tis, He sensed echoes akin to when "a certain thread snaps". Su Ming’an’s consciousness resonance would sever at so mont, only to reconnect swiftly thereafter.
That brief mont of severance might represent the activation of Su Ming’an’s authority.
...Is it death?
Only death could cause the resonance to sever. Although He couldn’t see what Su Ming’an experienced in those brief monts, sothing akin to death must have occurred.
Realizing this, He increasingly read Su Ming’an’s "Space-ti Record Body" seriously and even repeatedly reviewed, attempting to find commonalities at each point of consciousness severance, hoping to glimpse so understanding of the authority Himself.
——He needed to jot down the ti points of each ti Su Ming’an’s consciousness severed, marking them, convenient for repeated reviewing and comprehension.
Since every ti Su Ming’an’s consciousness severed, it signified the execution of authority, aning at least a death occurred. Therefore, the Supre Lord decided to na these severance points as "BE" for Death End or Tragic End.
During the review process, the first consciousness severance point He found was in the early stages of the First World, at the vaccine research center, where Su Ming’an faced a mutated zombie and was bitten due to an inability to dodge. Everything seed normal, but the Supre Lord noticed a subtle peculiarity, Su Ming’an’s consciousness seed to have severed for a mont.
This was the first consciousness severance point the Supre Lord discovered, to be described as "1", naly "BE1".
Thus, the Supre Lord added a note on this page:
...
[BE1·The Overturned Noah’s Ark]
...
Soon after, He gradually found a second consciousness severance point in the mid-stages of the First World, located at the tavern, where Su Ming’an had just awoken and planned to head out to find clues.
However, surprising to Him, it wasn’t only Him who noticed a slight severance sensation, Su Ming’an’s female companion also sensed a subtle severance point.
...
[They were still resting in the tavern, not having gone to the Central Hospital.]
["I had a... not-so-good dream," Yuanyuan softly said.]
[As she looked at Su Ming’an, her gaze suddenly froze.]
[...Today’s Su Ming’an seed sowhat different.]
[An indescribable feeling made it hard for her to look away.]
["What dream did you have?" Su Ming’an asked.]
["Um... perhaps a originally beautiful fairy tale story suddenly missing a page?" Yuanyuan said.]
...
Truly astonishing.
If He could sense it, so be it, after all, it was being repeatedly read, perceived, and resonated with to barely capture a trace of severance.
This girl nad Yuanyuan, despite rely being a human, could actually perceive such consciousness severance points.
He docunted the second severance point:
...
[BE2·Tomorrow]
...
In this manner, He kept docunting, chronicling approximately over twenty "BE"s. Occasionally, He perceived the consciousness severance point very faintly, uncertain of its existence, He recorded it as "NE", aning slightly better than "BE".
He also knew that the severance points He docunted were rely those He could perceive. There were many severance points He couldn’t discern at all, too minute, too perfect. He couldn’t annotate all of them, and could only let them pass.
Gradually, while Su Ming’an was in the process of experiencing the Third World, the Supre Lord grew covetous.
——He wanted to seize that authority Su Ming’an possessed.
It was truly formidable, too tempting.
However, the distance between them was too vast, they could only rely on consciousness resonance, and Su Ming’an perhaps wasn’t even aware of His existence. To seize it was nearly impossible. Even the organizers couldn’t find a chance.
The only way was to have Su Ming’an voluntarily relinquish it.
Hence, the Supre Lord pondered deeply... and crafted His rhetoric.
At the mont of Su Ming’an ending the Third World, the Supre Lord launched a painstakingly prepared, all-out consciousness resonance, transmitting His voice to Su Ming’an.
For this voice transmission spanning imnse distances, He paid a significant price, hoping it would succeed.
He was tempting him to relinquish his authority.
As long as Su Ming’an personally relinquishes, he has a chance.
...
["You made the right decision," the Organizers said. "Then, please prepare seriously and get through the probation period. This identity can give you a ladder to evolve to a higher level. We look forward to you becoming an existence like us."]
["Fourth World, we hope you can surprise us," the Organizers said, gradually fading away.]
[Su Ming’an stood in the hall, a pitch-black card appearing before him.]
[He pressed his chest, suppressing the sudden surge of a sense of loss coming from within him.]
[At this mont, it seed he once again heard the illusory voice echoing in his mind.]
["——Hereafter, you will constantly despair, constantly hope."]
["——You will lose everything, gain everything..."]
[...]
["Cannot speak, cannot confide, cannot trust."]
["Most of the world envies you, misunderstands you, does not understand you. Your love will beco an obsession, your pain will beco eternal. Only death will bring you warmth and rest."]
["Once you step on this path, you can never turn back. Even if you do, you will be crushed by the burden of the world and your own guilt..."]
[...]
["——Hereafter, you will endure the long years of solitude to the bone, bearing the burden of millions of graves."]
["——Your life should have many futures, each one beautifully happy, blooming with flowers, countless friends by your side, far better than choosing to bear the burden of human civilization."]
["Even so——" the voice, heavy with emotion, seed to knock on the door to Su Ming’an’s heart:]
["——Do you still choose this irreversible path of salvation and redemption?"]
...
The Supre Lord is confident.
He speaks only the truth. Just making the result sound more terrifying, more frightening.
This is also His final opportunity given to Su Ming’an as a "reader from the distant end of the universe." If Su Ming’an is willing to give up, He could take away all his pain and responsibility. Because He can almost envision Su Ming’an’s future... it is indeed terrifying to the extre, hard to escape, and fearful.
If Su Ming’an had the slightest hesitation, he would be free, to be a happy college student.
The Supre Lord awaits a response.
...
[Su Ming’an closed his eyes.]
[He slowly, slowly smiled.]
[He must be so exhausted, even the illusory voices can sound so passionate.]
[Su Ming’an opened his eyes, as if seeing more worlds, more unfamiliar faces.]
[But this answer,]
[Of course, without hesitation——]
...
However.
Yet.
Yet.
From the first to the eleventh, Su Ming’an had wavered countless tis, struggling through countless abandoned cycles to the point of tears, shattered countless tis to the point of bleeding, he did waver slightly.
If at this mont, he hesitated for even a mont, everything would have changed.
——Yet at this mont, he did not waver.
Destiny is a gigantic joke.
...
Thus.
The Supre Lord heard the answer of the 19-year-old life.
A distant echo arose from the other end of the Space-ti Record Body—at the end of the universe—in the interminable entropy increase—resonating in the gradually completing will, the clear voice of the youth.
"Of course I will..." said the young life:
"Continue to choose this irreversible path of salvation and redemption."
"Because I am Su Ming’an."
"Because I do not want human civilization to stagnate forever in this year—I do not want to see children like Elisa die from the world’s tragedies, do not want to see people like Xiao Han die before dawn, do not want to see that bowl of cold scallion noodles again."
"I do not want to—see pioneers abandon their creeds, pursuers forget how to run, idealists denounce ideals as childish, and take apathy as a model."
"Because I can do it."
...
——You cannot do it.
The Supre Lord wanted to say.
But having read for so long and resonated for so long, He also clearly knows,
Given the youth’s perseverance, this outco is possible.
...
Outside the Space-ti Record Body, the "reader" looks forward to replacing the protagonist, eager to forge the protagonist’s Space-ti Record Body into the perfect entropy reduction tool, eager to seize the authority in the story.
But on the distant other side, the protagonist of the story quietly kissed the black card in his hand; at that mont, it seed sunlight fell on his head, like a halo.
Sunlight kissed his black hair,
He stepped forward with large strides over his bones and flesh.
"Tap."
A light sound,
——as if stepping into the light.
...
His expression seed to be praying sorrowfully,
Yet he was clearly smiling.
...
Yet.
Yet.
Destiny truly is a gigantic joke.
...
One day, this gradually completed "Space-ti Record Body" will continue to wander, flowing through the universe, discovered and read by lifeforms other than the Supre Lord.
For instance, accidentally drifting into Luowasha, to be discovered by Deity Ming’an and Su Ming’an, who has reached the Eleventh World, finding the first Chapter.
In this Space-ti Record Body visualized world of Luowasha—the one who has always been the "protagonist," Su Ming’an, finally becos the "reader" and saw his own story.
But he only glanced at it before looking away.
To him, the Supre Lord was just the backdrop. This Record Body ant nothing to him.
He only cares about reality, only about what is happening at this mont, only about—why the Deity Ming’an wants to guide the Red Sun Descending and kill everyone.
Facing the question from Deity Ming’an, Su Ming’an coldly replied:
"I don’t like any of it."
"I don’t want anyone to define my END, be it happy, sad, or diocre, and real."
"I hate your questions—God."
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