"Ten rabbits submitted, obeying the eyes and the sky, the carrot pen turned into a mouth-mouth pen, and nails turned into clay!"
"In the vast nest and high walls, there’s no place for a carrot pen. If it doesn’t align with the eyes’ will, the world will transform into ’***’!"
...
The awakeners implented a harsh "detection system," strictly prohibiting all noncompliant stories.
The Fifth Rabbit stood up and shouted loudly: "If you want to block the mouthpiece a hundred ways, if you want to bind the nest a thousand tis, if you want the pen’s sharpness criticized by thousands, if you want the world affairs turned into eight-part essays, where is the mouthpiece and the rifle?"
He felt despair — could Utopia truly not exist in this world?
At that ti, the Disciple Ga was already more than halfway built. He lured the awakeners, had the Sixth Rabbit push him downstairs, "gurgling" and "gurgling," his head cracked open and bled, dying instantly, and the awakener possessing him also died accordingly.
This heroic act by the Fifth Rabbit awakened the rabbits who had submitted. They suddenly realized that awakeners could also die.
The Big Rabbit watched all of this calmly.
He instructed the rabbits to outwardly conform to the awakeners, helping them build the Disciple Ga to take down the original World Ga while secretly accumulating the strength for rebellion.
"The interference of the awakeners is limited, they can’t watch our project every mont." The Big Rabbit pondered, "Just like a story has its highlights and dull monts, as long as the cara stays on the protagonist, the supporting roles can do their own things in the shadows."
Ti flew like a shuttle, and in the blink of an eye, the Disciple Ga was nearly complete.
Investors arrived one after another, altering the rabbits’ stories beyond recognition. The rabbits were outwardly furious, but secretly they were taking action.
Firstly, they tested the boundaries of the "detection system" with their bodies, thus touching the world rules.
Secondly, they created various clichéd and engrossing storylines, such as "Overbearing Shen Xue Falls in Love with ," "War God Wang Xingkong Dominates Mingxi," "Golden Finger System of the Top Student," and "I am the principal of Bai Sha Heaven," to attract awakeners to observe, thus learning more information about the awakeners.
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"The rabbits smile on the surface, but secretly disobey, to avoid the big eyes, they jump down the carrot holes one by one."
"The rules, oh rules, blossom, clichéd routes are written, inducing the eyes to co and observe."
...
Su Ming’an ran to the end of the corridor, but Xia Luoyang’s figure disappeared.
The next mont, a voice ca from upstairs.
Su Ming’an looked up to see a black-haired girl standing with a smile, her eyes tender like water, murmuring as she gazed at him:
"Intentionally doing the wrong problems was to attract your attention."
"Pretending to forget my workbook was to make your eyes look at ."
"Slowing down a step after school was to have a longer journey with you."
"Pretending to make extra love-filled lunch boxes during the autumn excursion was to present them for you to taste."
Her heart-filled eyes looked at Su Ming’an, the red heart embroidered on her skirt seed like a confession, she gently bowed her head, her voice soft:
"—Do you like ?"
"—Don’t you like ?"
...
Not every rabbit was great, the Sixth Rabbit always had soone in mind.
The Sixth Rabbit did not resist the awakeners and decided to beco one of them.
She wanted to plant an opportunity for the one she loved. If one day, that person ca to her, she would take him away from these disputes.
The rabbits’ secret struggle lasted a very long ti... They slowly probed the boundaries of the world rules, continuously adding barriers to the Disciple Ga, making its defensive power stronger and stronger, gradually reducing the number of awakeners coming to explore. It seed the rabbits had truly succeeded in creating a paradise without prying eyes.
Until the frail Seventh Rabbit’s days ran out.
As he was dying, the Seventh Rabbit tightly held the Big Rabbit’s hand, lying in the woods.
"Maybe we’re not that special at all." The Seventh Rabbit gasped, eyes full of shadows: "When we first started, we gathered together thinking that as long as everyone worked hard, we could change the entire world. Youthful ambition grand and imposing, as if there was nothing impossible in this world."
"But with the death of the Second Rabbit, we were abruptly pulled back to reality."
"Not everything can be achieved just by uniting efforts. Not every path can be run to the end just by working hard enough."
"We... spent our whole lives walking only a short distance... We tried our best to probe those from beyond, but we only learned they ca from a dream. As for who the leader is and the faction divisions... we still know nothing."
"Even if we knew, we are just weak beings, unable to step out the sky, if we breathe one less breath we will suffocate, if we eat one less bite we will starve."
"Like dust in the wind, fallen leaves in the rain, we fell from the branches, drifting down, decaying, dying, crushed into mud."
"I lived my whole life as a dog, still confused before dying, what exactly did we build, what did we strive for."
"We are just a group of... the naless."
"No one rembers us, no one knows our nas, those great ones like Sique, the Dragon Emperor... have never t us even once."
"Hehe... The so-called [Nest], is nothing but a na mimicked on a whim by that girl Eighth Rabbit. She thought that by naming us the sa, we would beco as great as Sique..."
The Big Rabbit listened, wiping away the tears on the Seventh Rabbit’s face, softly said:
"Yes, we aren’t that special. If anyone looks back in history and thinks we must be so great figures, they are likely to be disappointed."
"Luowasha is too big, far more than just those nas, far more than just those dozen people."
"Seventh Rabbit, has anyone ever told you, you look a lot like the famous Lü God of Luowasha?"
Seventh Rabbit paused, smiling: "White hair, frail and sickly, does it have to be him?"
"Yes, so, we really aren’t that special." The Big Rabbit said: "There are countless people with similar traits in this world... but there are no two identical leaves. We aren’t that special, yet we are unique, just like you, despite the many similarities, your eyes, nose, and mouth are ultimately different."
"Even without a na, even if no one rembers us, at least, you are a ’Seventh Rabbit,’ and Seventh Rabbit is the only one."
The Seventh Rabbit’s mouth opened, blood flowed out, his vacant eyes looked at the sky:
"Yes... I am ’Seventh Rabbit,’ this is only mine..."
He coughed up so blood, his aged hand reaching for the sky, as if it could catch the sun.
That false sun, the Disciple Ga was nearly perfect, this was Mingxi campus, the place where rabbits worked together, the instance world furthest from the awakeners.
They often gathered here, discussing scripts, perfecting the Disciple Ga, eating together, singing and laughing together, reminiscing about departed companions.
There were so tombstones in the forest, but none had nas on them. They were afraid that if anyone pursued their history, it would implicate their relatives and friends.
So, they were "the rabbits," that was enough.
After these decades, the Disciple Ga was nearly complete, perhaps in the future, no awaker could coerce them anymore.
"But Big Rabbit, is this really... the ideal we had at the beginning?" The Seventh Rabbit gasped, confused: "At the start, we clearly wanted to change the entire world, to establish a perfect literary Republic."
"But in the end, we only created a bloody, brutal, and airtight cage. This Disciple Ga, we can’t get out, and the Awakened can’t get in. We’ve trapped ourselves in this ideal prison..."
"No, you’re wrong." Big Rabbit shook his head:
"Indeed, we can no longer leave here, and we’ve beco one with this Disciple Ga."
"But, precisely because of this, it is the safest. The Awakened can’t co in, so we can recklessly explore the World Rules, find the laws constructing the real world. Soday... geniuses like the Olivius can use the experiences we summarize to create a real Ivory Tower, Neverland, Eden."
"This here is fake, a pirated edition, unpresentable, unable to withstand a world crisis, collapsing as soon as the Red Sun burns."
"But with the experiences here, those brilliantly vivid people, those future ’new rabbits,’ can step on our bones to create a truly perfect world."
"’New rabbits’..." Seventh Rabbit murmured.
Big Rabbit took his hand and pressed it against his own chest:
"I’ve occasionally heard the Awakened ntion that they admire and fear an otherworldly person nad ’Su Ming’an.’ It’s said that he and many otherworldly people will co to our world."
"’Rabbits’ are an ever-burning wildfire, a spark that can ignite a prairie fire."
"Even if our generation of ’rabbits’ is gone, a new generation of ’rabbits’ will erge. They are like the morning sun; there will always be a Red Sun that rises without scorching heat."
Seventh Rabbit coughed, unable to hold back: "Are you sure the new rabbits will kindly accept those otherworldly people? Aren’t the otherworldly people possessing the Luowasha people just like the actions of the Awakened?"
"Perhaps they will, perhaps not." Big Rabbit was silent for a mont, then began: "Just like among us, there are good rabbits and bad rabbits. I believe the Olivius will guide the good otherworldly people until the real Eden is completed."
"What we cannot accomplish, let them do it..."
"You think too kindly." Seventh Rabbit retorted: "Who knows if they will do so? Perhaps after we die here, no one will know our sacrifices, and maybe we will just be like a group of monsters, a group of ghosts, a group of unconscious kaidan, wandering in this campus."
But Big Rabbit laughed, his eyes shining brightly, as if holding a Morning Star:
"Our sacrifices have never been a necessary part of this world. With our experiences, they can more smoothly build Eden; without our experiences, they can still succeed. Because this world is vast, it’s not necessary for certain people to do specific things for it to be saved."
"However, Seventh Rabbit, I will remain awake until the end. Even if you all die of old age... I will guard this place, waiting for the new rabbits to arrive."
"What will I beco after I die?" Seventh Rabbit’s voice grew weaker, as if he were about to close his eyes.
"Though I’d like to answer that you’ll beco a beautiful star." Big Rabbit continued to tease: "But the real answer is, you’ll beco one of the campus kaidan."
"Is that so? Not bad." Seventh Rabbit whispered intermittently: "My death... won’t beco a aningless puddle of mud... but will be an important part... of enhancing this world’s logic..."
"So... even if the new rabbits arrive... maybe they can deduce our past circumstances through the characteristics of these kaidan... helping them... trace history..."
"Haha, when I was very young, I thought... if I die, I could beco an NPC in the ga... that would be good..."
"Now..."
He slowly raised his hand, touching Big Rabbit’s beautiful, soft eyes:
"Finally, realized it."
You’ve worked hard, Big Rabbit.
Well done... "new rabbits."
The hand fell to the ground.
The comforted smile instantly vanished from Big Rabbit’s face, as he slowly bowed his head, sinking into Seventh Rabbit’s arms, covering his cheeks.
A mont later, he rose, taking out a pen, the tip tracing the outline of Seventh Rabbit’s body.
The deceased white-haired youth emitted a light, gradually transforming into a red butterfly.
It acquired a new na, a new identity, becoming a part of this world’s logic, making the Disciple Ga more complete.
It wouldn’t be long before the Disciple Ga opened, welcoming new people.
Big Rabbit understood well that to create this safe haven of the Disciple Ga isolated from the Awakened’s prying eyes, the rabbits were forced to bring in investors, and the Disciple Ga was altered into sothing bloody and cruel. The rabbits knew their sins were unforgivable.
In the future, after the Disciple Ga opens, surely participants will die within it.
However, the rabbits can no longer change the entire frawork. They can only, as much as possible, add "safe houses," "resource points," striving to reduce the cruelty, helping future participants survive and waiting for them to find the Awakened information left by the rabbits.
Bound by the story’s logic, the rabbits cannot directly pass on their resistance experiences to the Awakened as rewards to the participants. Thus, they’ve decided—
To turn themselves, after death, into kaidan—becoming a mystery itself.
The kaidan contain this piece of history; as long as the participants solve the mystery, they can obtain the lifelong resistance experience of the rabbits against the Awakened.
Compared to other more terrifying, more cruel levels, they themselves are the BOSS here, and even if the participants can’t solve the puzzles, they might give a little leeway.
So, they’ve turned themselves into "level challenges," to lower the difficulty, to help those who co after.
So, they beca the ghosts of this campus.
"Rabbits" have no nas; they are just a group of "rabbits."
...
"Seventh Rabbit walks to the red woods, ti and years take their toll, falling ill and dying under the trees, butterflies and insects gnaw at it ♪~"
...
Shen Xue humd a song, standing on the stairs, propping her chin as she gazed at Su Ming’an.
"...Sixth Rabbit." Su Ming’an looked up at her.
"Oh dear, I’m not such a great rabbit." Shen Xue descended, her breath brushing by his ear: "I’m just here waiting for you... waiting in this place."
She chuckled softly: "Still want to know the fate of the remaining rabbits? Want to get the experiences they’ve summarized?"
Su Ming’an already understood that it seed he had hung up all twelve rabbit cards correctly, except one was wrong.
He made a mistake, and should have faced punishnt, but a Pocket Watch Rabbit leaped out, snatched the plaque from around his neck. Thus, since the answers haven’t been tallied, he now has another chance to hang it again properly.
That Pocket Watch Rabbit appeared to help him. It was probably the assistance chanism the rabbits left behind before their deaths.
And the reason he saw these stories of the rabbits was because the Thirteenth Rabbit opened the book, giving him a chance to find the correct answer, not knowing what the Thirteenth Rabbit had to sacrifice.
He must catch that Pocket Watch Rabbit, figure out where he went wrong, to solve the instance. However, Shen Xue would not let him achieve a Perfect Pass, only wanting to keep him here.
This female ghost... who knows how long she has been waiting here.
The sound of silk threads ca, and before he knew it, several silk threads were wrapped around Su Ming’an’s neck, Shen Xue raising her fingers, delicate and translucent.
"Stay, accompany ..." she whispered, warm breath grazing his ear, her voice soft and sweet:
"Be my Cheshire Cat, I am your Alice."
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