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[Flower Gathering Conference takes the lead]
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[Third Round Disciple Ga] (Can be traversed. Possible possession target: Unknown.) (You can bring one companion and two cards) (Page 1307)
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[Black Robed Man seizes New Rin Clan]
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[197 Seconds and the Death of Butterfly]
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[The World Burns to My Color]
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[The Great Reset Chapter]
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Mingxi campus, night.
Lü Shu wore a dark brown striped long shirt, light-colored pants, and silver-frad glasses.
He stood by the sink, holding his breath while staring at a bloody man inside the cubicle.
"WARNING-007." Lü Shu knew this was a kaidan: "According to the rules, you need to splash the blood from the faucet onto it and keep staring until you leave..."
"Brother Lü Shu~" A delicate girl tugged at his sleeve, whining: "Brother Lü Shu is so great, Brother Lü Shu must defeat it~ We’re counting on you, brother~" Her coquettish voice was so soft that anyone else would have been deeply stirred, eager to protect her.
But Lü Shu kicked her away: "Don’t block from drawing the blade."
He had no intention of taking these contestants with him, yet when they discovered his strength, they shalessly followed him, exploring Mingxi campus at night.
Contestants like Qi Mon and Qian Lexin hid behind Lü Shu, wanting to cling to his legs. WARNING-007 had just killed a contestant before their eyes, terrifying beyond asure.
Lü Shu held the Black Blade, his mind racing, as the kaidan before him was deadly upon contact; he must be cautious.
Just as everyone was on high alert, soone suddenly stepped out of the shadows and touched WARNING-007. Instantly, WARNING-007 collapsed before them, becoming a pool of blood.
"Which contestant is so powerful? To have subdued the kaidan?" Qian Lexin looked at the person in astonishnt.
In that mont he looked, his limbs went numb, his whole body shivering.
From the shadows erged a Black Robed Man wearing a bird-beak mask. The long beak-like structure fit perfectly to the face, overshadowed by an extrely wide black brim hat, the brim drooping deep, slanting forward, hands hidden in leather gloves, and knuckles outlined beneath the taut leather.
"Tap, tap, tap."
As he approached, the scent of herbs wafted over, like a moving monunt of darkness, exuding an aura of death.
"This is... this is..." Qian Lexin trembled, wanting to flee but seemingly glued by sight.
The bird-beak person approached, hands gentle like a lover’s, softly caressing Qian Lexin’s cheeks.
The rough texture of leather brushed against his cheeks, bringing a fresh herbal scent; Qian Lexin swayed, then collapse suddenly, bleeding from all seven orifices.
"Soone’s dead—ahhhhh——! Just one touch and dead!" Contestant number eleven, Geng Lan, scread, only to find herself unable to move, as if pinned in place.
"If I guessed right..." Contestant number five Anthony wiped sweat off his brow: "This is the ultimate... WARNING-001... the most terrifying existence at this school."
Everyone stared in horror at the bird-beak person, waiting for death to descend.
"WARNING-007." The bird-beak person looked at the pool of blood on the ground, his voice hoarse, seemingly altered through the mask: "His na was Wen Yan, who once resented the school’s system and advocated for students, but the security guard kicked him down the stairs from the fifth floor, leaving a trail of blood."
"So, from then on, this school no longer has a fifth floor. If you see stairs, close your eyes imdiately and feel your way back along the wall."
He looked at the horrified few, then at Lü Shu.
Just when everyone thought death was imminent, he made a gesture over his chest, as if in greeting, then slowly retreated back into the shadows, disappearing without a trace.
The few finally breathed in relief, feeling like they had narrowly escaped death.
"He’s WARNING-001, so if we kill him, do we clear the level?" Contestant number six Hua De asked.
"You think you can kill him?" Anthony slapped Hua De’s shoulder hard: "Touch him and you die! Even WARNING-007 turned to blood and mud. If it hadn’t let us go, we’d have been wiped out. In this instance, we can only hide, hiding until we solve the puzzle!" He rubbed his chin: "Strange, why did it let us go?"
Lü Shu pursed his lips: "Let’s keep exploring." Sohow, despite WARNING-001’s imnse terror, when he saw it, he had an illusion of goodwill.
They exited the bathroom, only to be horrified by the sudden change in appearance of Mingxi campus!
The stone corridors had beco wooden ones, creaking underfoot.
The desks and chairs in the classrooms were stained with blood, and even the armrests had iron rings with electrical devices on the chairs.
The banner hanging on the door was no longer "Mingxi campus," but several rusty letters—
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[White Sand Paradise].
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At the sa ti, an orange bar appeared at the top left of their vision, alongside [Health Points].
"Damn it!" Anthony cursed: "Did we trigger so bird thing! This feels like we stepped into the backrooms!"
"Luowasha is a mirror..." Hua De pondered, eyes lighting up suddenly:
"So the dark side of [Mingxi Campus] is..."
"[White Sand Paradise]!?" Hua De and Anthony said in unison.
Both are campuses, one bright, one dark.
"It seems this chanism is related to WARNING-001. When it sleeps, this is [Mingxi Campus]; when it awakens, this is [White Sand Paradise]!" Anthony said.
"Let’s keep moving, carefully." Lü Shu said softly.
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anwhile, the bird-beak person slipped into the shadows, opening its eyes in a room.
"...Patient, you’re back." A gentle male voice called from outside the room.
"Long ti no see." The bird-beak person replied.
"Yes... long ti no see, it has indeed been... a very long ti." The male voice responded.
"The disease here should have been cured, who is it that constructs a world with disease?" the Plague Doctor said.
"Her disease was cured, but there are still countless others whose diseases are yet to be cured. The only way to cure everyone is to build an eternal utopia." A male voice said: "Here, there will be no discrimination, no social bias, no radical public opinion..."
"Young child, you will not grow up, nor will you age. You will not be tornted by the burdens of society, family, or those adult things."
"You will forever belong to fantasy, belong to childhood, belong to utopia."
The Plague Doctor looked towards the entrance.
He saw a man wearing glasses standing at the entrance, fiddling with the gun at his waist.
"...Disciple Ga Seventh Thrones, Xia Luoyang." the Plague Doctor said.
"Su Ming’an." The man raised a corner of his mouth:
"Yang Xia, long ti no see."
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[The diseases of the world cannot be completely cured.]
[They are like shadows, always present.]
[The diseases of countless people converge here, they return to this correction school, yearning to be cured...]
[The teenager subjected to human experintation, the girl bullied in school, the mother who lost her son, the teacher pushed down the stairs by security, the white-haired boy who died in the woods, the bitter sound of the piano in the music room...]
[Their diseases form this world.]
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This ti, my identity is—
Su Ming’an took off the Plague Doctor costu, revealing a pair of cat ears, a pair of eyes as dark as ink.
[Cat Boss]/[WARNING-001].
Unlike Boss Tu, who was exploited by capitalists, Cat Boss beca part of the Disciple Ga kaidan, always researching sothing.
Su Ming’an pressed a secret compartnt and entered Cat Boss’s laboratory, where the space suddenly opened up, revealing rows of bottles and jars on the experint table, with labels like "World I", "World II", "World III" bearing unfamiliar nas.
He looked up towards the center—
A humanoid figure floated in a glass jar.
The person had silver-white hair and was curled up, face buried in the knees, indistinguishable in appearance, resembling a silver-white oval, floating in the jar.
What is Cat Boss researching?
Su Ming’an wanted to get closer for a look.
Suddenly, two voices surged at his ears—
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"...During the experint that year, besides the World Book, Sage Master’s effort, and Divine Energy, there was also a part of my soul. Now, I have finally found you... a perfectly unsealed, perfectly divine version of you... to rge with , beco the deity of this world, and overlook this world together... would you?"
"Stop dreaming."
"You see, despite not admitting it, you are ultimately the sa as . You once said the world does not need a dictator, does not need to beco a deity, then fought desperately to stop ... but in the end, you will inevitably beco the sole dictator, the sole deity of the world. Your principles, your faith, are nothing but montary passion. You will beco what you hate the most..."
"A Dragon Slayer will never beco an Evil Dragon. I am entirely different from you."
"No, you... will inevitably live eternally like . Since the first ti I saw you, I knew you were exactly like ... Haha, hahahaha... ultimately, you beca my best creation."
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The feeling of bewildernt faded away, leaving Su Ming’an in complete silence.
He recognized one of the voices as Holy Initiation, though the tone was noticeably different; Holy Initiation was always cold and indifferent, never laughing crazily like that. The other voice was completely unfamiliar.
"Did Holy Initiation ever participate in Rin Clan research by the Luowasha?" Su Ming’an speculated as he looked at the glass jar before him: "This Holy Initiation sounds insane, likely a fragnt of high-dinsional Holy Initiation. The other voice might be the newly created Rin Clan."
"So Holy Initiation’s experint failed back then, and he left, with Cat Boss continuing the experint, hoping to create a perfect Rin Clan."
"Who is Cat Boss, then?"
Su Ming’an shook his head; it couldn’t be Hui Shuhang.
He approached and flipped through Cat Boss’s experint records; it seed the Disciple Ga was also part of the research, deceased participants having their flesh harvested to be placed into the glass jar to create the Rin Clan.
He suddenly recalled a mory from [Twelve Stories - If I Had Never Seen Light], where a few staff complained about mountains of flesh, a premonition that had already existed there.
"Disciple Ga... also serves the purpose of creating the Rin Clan?" Su Ming’an sighed.
Indeed, with so many people dying every day, human experintation never runs out.
People die one by one in this cruel ga, hoping to draw summoning tickets and stand out, yet it’s all for the sake of stacking flesh to create the world’s hope—Rin Clan.
But such sinful hope... is it truly hope?
The Rin Clan, pure and flawless, even has Ran Bo’s "Red Line" to ensure justice, kindness, and selflessness, yet it is composed of countless sins. The despair and pain, the dying grievances of countless people... ford the Rin Clan.
"A middle-aged truck driver with cirrhosis due to alcoholism received a liver transplant. After recovery, he began to have recurring lucid dreams: burying an oiled bag in the corner of an abandoned factory. Uneasy, he reported the location to the police. After digging in the factory, the police indeed found a bundle, containing several gold bars—the lost loot from a famous bank robbery years ago."
"Through checking donor records, the police found that the liver donor was indeed a robber in that case. It turned out the robber was seriously injured while fleeing, signed an organ donation before dying, and his hiding place for the loot was a mystery until his ’liver’ drew the map in a dream for the new owner." A cold, calm, inorganic voice sounded from behind.
A pink-haired girl, wearing a plain dress, walked up indifferently:
"Novelist Maurice Renard’s ’Mad Replacent’ tells a story of a pianist who received a murderer’s hand transplant, thus triggering murderous impulses."
"Professor Candice Pet, a pharmacologist from Washington Georgetown University, believes that consciousness is like a web spread throughout the body, not just in the brain. Consciousness exists in peptides, where the brain provides mory for other main organs through peptides."
Tap, tap, tap.
She approached Su Ming’an, without any sense of boundary, as if unaware of the appropriate social distance between individuals, her lashes nearly touching his cheek.
"And before, there was a captain, heavily injured, for whom the crew committed multiple murders to save, lded the blood and flesh of the deceased into the captain’s body. After the captain ca back to life, every night, he would have different nightmares, dreaming of turning into a princess, a mage, a knight, a boatman... Upon waking, he instinctively learned spells, swordsmanship, iron crafting, court etiquette..."
"When he fell asleep, to extend his life, the crew continued to plunder innocents, lding more people, more flesh into the captain’s body, the skills the captain mastered grew increasingly nurous..."
"The captain beca the strongest person in the world, and when the world faced a crisis, he was hailed as the world’s hope, celebrated as the Brave, Hero, and Savior."
"Later, the captain only rembered his duty as the savior, hypnotizing himself to save everyone, not knowing that his re existence had hard countless people..."
Xiao Bai’s palm pressed against Su Ming’an’s cheek, gently exhaling:
"And the original sin of the Rin Clan is that it is the strongest fused from all races."
She placed her hand on the glass jar:
"It is a body—stitched together from Luowasha people, the Ship of Theseus."
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