"Oh, if it’s about the final answer, I’m sorry, but I can’t disclose that. After all, the problem arose from your lack of clues, so I can’t..."
"—What must I do for you to let Zhai Xing go?"
Upon hearing his voice, a slight electric glow flickered in the rabbit’s eyes.
"I think I’ve pretty much figured out this world ga," Su Ming’an said lightly, pinching his fingers: "The ga segnts are so terribly dangerous that it will inevitably lead to a situation—only a very few people dare to take the risk and venture into the ga, while the vast majority of Zhai Xing’s people, who like comfort, will hide behind the barrage and silently watch... as if watching a reality show about killing that they can deeply relate to.
The ga imposes fate on everyone; once you join the ga, everyone voluntarily becos the weak, and no one has the power or will to destroy it... They hate these rules, yet hope to benefit from them.
—A few fight desperately, battling in terror between life and death, while the vast majority enjoy the sa privileges as the Organizers with pleasure—this ga mode is very deford, not a very good ga."
Upon hearing Su Ming’an finish these words, the rabbit’s voice started to mix with chanical sounds and the tone, from cheerful, gradually beca low and frightening:
[Are you saying that our ga is not good?]
"No, not exactly," Su Ming’an said: "Your world ga is of a grand scale, and the content is quite interesting. The life-and-death struggle of billions of beings is an imnsely grand carnival—though it’s for you."
The rabbit looked at him, silent.
"But," Su Ming’an looked at it: "If such a good ga has a skewed balance, it’s a terribly frightening thing. I love gas, although I don’t like this current one, but I truly don’t hope that such a perfect ga would have a terrifying crack."
His blood-stained hand slightly lifted.
In the glow of the setting sun that filtered through the high window, the light was as thick as blood, slowly blending into the brightness emanating from his eyes.
That gaze, for a mont, was startlingly bright.
"Are you the host of the ga, or the ga’s designer? Mr. Rabbit, either way—you’re going to fill this crack, right?"
Su Ming’an lifted his head: "Or, you could admit to the imperfection of the ga, acknowledge the flaws in the chanics—"
"Our ga has no flaws," the white rabbit told him in a flat tone.
When Su Ming’an heard Mr. Rabbit’s words, his cheeks bathed in the blood light of the sunset, for a mont surged with a long-accumulated color of blood.
"That’s right, you have no flaws—thus, those who enter the ga to venture, must be able to get sothing those who do not participate will never get—only then is it a fair ga." Su Ming’an followed up imdiately, his gaze resolute, his words as decisive as a knife, leaving no room for pause: "They can get the conditions to perfectly end the ga, redemption for all losses, and even—the right to save Zhai Xing or even to dominate Zhai Xing. The final victor gets everything they deserve, right?"
"That’s right, the rule is indeed so," the rabbit nodded with so hesitation: "...unless the person can achieve perfection."
"aning every world must Perfectly Pass with a hundred percent?"
"Yes."
Su Ming’an’s face finally showed a genuine smile.
It was as if a fla had ignited from the depths of his eyes, his gaze blazing intensely for an instant.
He had finally led the other to reveal the information he wanted to know.
Now, it was ti to reap the fruits of his labor.
"—Then, the ultimate winner’s reward.
Does it include letting Zhai Xing go?"
He spoke without pause.
...
Right when the ga had started, Su Ming’an had realized that the seemingly all-out struggles of the players were just to arrange their own human rankings, to battle for their "ranking."
But in fact, even after the ga was over, Zhai Xing would still be under the control of the Organizers. Who knows if there would be a "second ga," a "third ga," where the Organizers would treat the people of Zhai Xing as playthings for endless experints.
Therefore, he had devised a plan.
...He wanted to use this inevitable death to induce an answer, to find a way to save Zhai Xing, to completely drive out the high-dinsional beings.
Even if he couldn’t, at the very least, he hoped to obtain information that would allow him to step outside the chessboard.
Therefore, he first confird the perfection of the ga’s chanics, getting the other to admit the balance of the ga, then he broached the question of "Perfect Pass" to gain relevant information.
Mr. Rabbit, with a sowhat sluggish movent, lifted its head, looking at the Zhai Xing being in front of it with a new perspective.
...The way this human had just acted, it had thought of him as just a player wanting to reach the pinnacle, fighting for selfish gains. But after such an upheaval, the end goal was this?
Forcing it to reveal the only way to save Zhai Xing, then,
...trying by any ans to redeem Zhai Xing?
While all were still engaged in mutual slaughter, thinking of the fisherman’s benefit...
The human in front still looked at it, covered in filthied blood, but what had once been an ordinary appearance now signified sothing different in its eyes.
"It includes," it said: "You are one in a billion, very special."
Su Ming’an nodded in acknowledgnt of Mr. Rabbit’s words.
"It seems the answer is affirmative," he said as he slightly turned aside, sitting beside the girl’s corpse and reaching for the silver sword tied at her waist.
"Although I confirm your guess, there’s sothing regrettable I must tell you. You have already failed in this world; the chance for a Perfect Pass is only once, and you just guessed wrong——even if you have the intention, you can’t, nor will you ever be able to beco, that sole victor," the rabbit boss hinted with a aningful look at his actions.
The rabbit boss wasn’t worried about its words being leaked, as these were the established rules, simply revealed a bit sooner than usual. It spoke now not wanting to be forced to admit the ga was unfair, so telling him in advance was harmless.
What it was worried about... was this man’s audacious wish.
Redempion for Zhai Xing?
This human truly dares to ntion it.
...With this, even if this human were to die here now, the subsequent progress of the ga must definitely never let him have an easy ti.
Its gaze turned sowhat gloomy.
"Hmm, I’m aware of that, it is indeed the case for now. But in this first loop, all I needed was your answer," Su Ming’an said with a smile.
"For now?"
Su Ming’an weighed the sword in his hand, then flipped the point around, slowly aiming it at his own temple.
...Because in the next loop, the next Ti Rewinding, he still had a chance.
Having confird this chanism without revealing his true intent to redeem Zhai Xing, his next loop’s self still had a chance.
The rabbit boss looked at him, clueless as to what he was doing.
"Just wait and see," the young man’s face broke into a radiant smile:
...
"In the next loop, I will succeed."
Reclaiming Zhai Xing with a perfect ga, an all-SSS rating, is indeed very difficult for the average Player.
But he is the only one with the Ti Rewinding Skill, the only one with this ability...perhaps even the Organizers never anticipated, a Chess Piece outside the board.
Whether it’s an unknown entity’s malevolence or Zhai Xing’s conscience trying to save itself, as an utterly ordinary human...since he’s glimpsed a sliver of daylight, however ager.
...Then such seemingly impossible tasks, such unimaginable feats to others, are best left to himself.
The golden finger of Ti Rewinding didn’t co without reason, nor is it a prideful asset, not a Prop on which to complacently tread over others to ascend.
...But rather a burdenso responsibility.
He has beco the "Chosen One".
Just a regular student, he possesses Ti Rewinding, he can do it, so he must do it.
"’The greatest luck in one’s life is to discover one’s mission at the pri of life,’" he murmured to himself, as if savoring the aning behind the words.
Even if it’s nothing more than his humble human conjecture, a re fantasy, it’s enough for him to seek a definitive goal, to keep moving in such a hopeless situation.
The despair of the masses brings about even greater Despair. Even now, at the beginning of the ga, a pervasive sense of panic has already set in.
Humans can’t see the sky when they look up; they can’t see the future.
And in a disordered large group, everyone is like a lost ship at sea. They submit to the "Fate" established by the ga, always acting by so fixed Rules, unable to step off the board, unable to escape their shackles, adrift in a script written by High Dinsional beings.
So, I, with the Skill of Ti Rewinding, might be the one nearing High Dinsional existence.
Due to Ti Rewinding, he hopes to beco their guiding beacon, an ever-standing figure, the spotlight’s center—like a steadfast Lighthouse.
Even if it ans running corpses on world lines invisible to all.
He is the Number One Player.
He refuses to be a Chess Piece unable to get off the board of the world ga.
Perfectly completing a Perfect Pass with an SSS rating in every world, find the perfect Strategy path, and then——redeem Zhai Xing.
——Ga start.
...
The next mont, blood splattered.
The rabbit boss looked on, stupefied and confused, as the person before it fell to the ground, still not understanding the aning of his words.
The blood-red light of the setting sun outside the high window slowly sunk in,
...casting a dramatic and moving halo over the quiet corpse.
The gears of Ti gradually began to reverse.
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