In Lin Yin’s eyes, Su Ming’an was always calm and reliable, always following the right path.
It seed he would never break down, never face a dead end, always able to turn danger into safety.
Seeing him made her feel at ease, made her believe they still had a future, made her believe... he would steadily carry the progress of all humanity forward, never stopping.
The Eighth World was so terrifying, yet he had never broken down from start to finish. Upon reaching the Ninth World, he still acted calmly, as if heading towards a predestined successful conclusion.
He would never go astray.
He would never lose at any ti.
He... was always right, just like a "Deity Who Foresees the Future."
"No problem," Lin Yin beca even more certain of this thought, "Su Ming’an definitely has no issues, his ntal state is very stable. It’s just Noel..."
She recalled Noel walking to the edge of the World, his eyes turning blood red, and felt a bit worried.
She continued reading this "Ninth World" analysis post.
...
[We will conduct an analysis from the perspective of Su Ming’an’s live broadcast room—because he is the only one who has received the identity of Yasa Acto, and has the most comprehensive information.]
[First is the tiline of the Ninth World:
Century Catastrophe (where people had their mories erased)
years after the Catastrophe (the dawn of the Dawn War, Caius Tower tipoint)
years after the Catastrophe (end of the Dawn War)
years after the Catastrophe (present ti)]
...
[It is speculated that the details of the Century Catastrophe have been deeply concealed. People only know that this catastrophe occurred, but do not know what exactly happened. After the catastrophe, ten cities were born, followed by the rise of Doomsday City, igniting the Dawn War.]
...
[Currently, the important NPCs include:
1. Dawn System and Xike.
2. Central City NPCs (life assistant Treya, high-level persona assistant Qin Shaoli, biochemistry doctor old lady la, twins Dong Xu and Xu Dong, bionic mother Fayse, high combat power Cheng Luohe, Acto’s student Cheng)
3. Ordinary residents (Dong An’an, Xiaoi)
4. War group faction (Che Kylstia, Luo Kylstia)
5. Night eting—(No.2 to No.9, among whom, No.2 is known as a woman nad "Tretiya," living during the era of the Dawn War)]
...
"Lin Yin, Lin Yin." Another girl leaned closer, "Are you very close to Su Ming’an?"
"No, not close," Lin Yin imdiately shook her head.
"I heard you celebrated his birthday together; you’ve already been accepted into his small team!" The black-haired girl said, "Here, have so mini cake, I just made it."
Lin Yin was already about to burst from being fed.
She sat there for a while as various beautiful young won ca up to offer her food. Most players of the Nanny Guild were female, skillfully using various beauty products from the God Market Store, each stunningly beautiful.
"Can you invite him over as a guest?" the black-haired girl asked with stars sparklings in her eyes, "We will definitely ’warmly’ host him, super—warm."
Lin Yin reasonably suspected this group would strip him to his pants.
She imdiately chased the black-haired girl away.
"Go, go, go." She muttered, "I would definitely not let Su Ming’an walk into a trap..."
She continued reading the post.
...
[Among them, we believe there are two NPCs with the most mysteries.]
[First is Dong An’an.]
[She is a timid mute during the day, only communicating through sign language. At night, however, she becos intelligent and ruthless, harboring an inexplicable intense desire to kill Acto.]
[Dong An’an is an amnesiac; she doesn’t rember her past.]
[She accidentally stumbled into a place and obtained a secret that could threaten the Dawn Code. Moreover, she seems to be one of the few who rember the "Century Catastrophe".]
[This is what was said when she was possessed by Ta Wei——"I rember, before the Century Catastrophe a hundred years ago, everything was beautiful. People didn’t need to deliberately suppress their emotions, they had lives untouched by the judgnt of the Dawn System. Unfortunately, this history of freedom was buried, and people willingly beca slaves to data..."]
[In any case, she must be important.]
...
[Next is Treya.]
[This Central City life assistant seems ordinary at a glance.]
[However, during a night eting, there was another woman resembling her in appearance and na, nad Tretiya. There might be a special connection between them.]
...
[Finally, so important clues.]
[1. Su Ming’an found a brass pocket watch in the ruins of a building in Central City, engraved with "Ti will tell you, don’t be afraid of the dark, I love you." He also found so banners that read "Kill the Yasa Executor" and "Everyone wants him dead."]
[2. People discovered a silver six-pointed star handgun among the relics, engraved with "...s, if you can rember... ."]
[Although people think these are relics from the residents during the Dawn War era, the model is clearly modern, a self-defense handgun Su Ming’an gave to i.]
[3. City-State advertisent: Agnini Refrigerator.]
[We found an advertisent nad "Agnini Refrigerator." Agnini is the surna of the world’s second ranked player, Noel Agnini.
We are puzzled as to why it appears in the advertisent—unless it’s the organizers’ bad taste, or Noel has a special connection with the world constructed by the organizers.]
[Our understanding of this mysterious second-ranked player in the world is still unclear.]
...
The post ends here.
It was just a simple sorting post and did not delve into any analysis. In the responses, many strange viewpoints were brought up.
On whether "Dawn and Xike are lying", and whether the Dawn System truly needs to be shut down, people were arguing vigorously.
Regarding what the "Source of Civilization" is exactly, a heated discussion unfolded.
About "Noel being invaded by Ta Wei, his eyes blood-red", people were filled with hidden worries.
They were concerned—if even Noel could be invaded, what could they do?
Lin Yin closed the post.
She sighed.
"This is tough..."
...
As soon as Su Ming’an said this, several faces showed disbelief.
"Are you saying you know everything?" soone asked.
In today’s domains, technology is controlled by the God factions; what people mastered were re scraps. Su Ming’an looked too young and was from thirty years ago.
No one believed he could possess such advanced skills.
A few n with authoritative looks approached; they were chiefs in the fields of beacon chanics and biochemistry, naturally arrogant.
Ten minutes later, their arrogance was gone.
In the quiet room, people watched Su Ming’an casually assembling a human-sized robot.
With a crisp "click" sound, the robot, which had been discarded, suddenly lit up in its eyes and instantly raised its gun.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
Three gunshots rang out, hitting the red heart of a target not far away precisely.
Monts later, the target burst open, and the fire naturally went out.
The room fell silent.
"The firing speed, firearm power, mobility, and intelligence level... all have been increased by more than a notch, almost like they’re from a different era..." a black-haired woman muttered to herself.
What was rely a pile of junk had beco a powerful treasure that outclassed them by several levels once it passed through Su Ming’an’s hands.
"Pa pa pa pa—"
In the midst of silence, Sen began to clap.
Under his lead, the startled crowd quickly ca to their senses and clapped vigorously.
"Welco to Beacon, Lewis," Sen said.
"No."
Su Ming’an refused, "I’m not here to join Beacon. I want to form an alliance with you."
Hearing Su Ming’an’s words, no one dared to get angry. He indeed had the capital to look down on them.
Sen listened and wasn’t angry.
"Then, can I hire you as the military advisor for Beacon, Lewis?" Sen asked with a smile, "or should I say, Guest Elder?"
In the past, in the battle group, Che had also invited Su Ming’an to be a military advisor.
Su Ming’an agreed.
He and Sen reached an agreent, with Sen providing him a place to stay at night, a legal identity, and Su Ming’an creating several powerful weapons for Beacon and offering help when necessary.
The mont the agreent was reached, Su Ming’an heard a system notification.
...
"Ding dong!"
[You have gained the support of Beacon, Faction Contribution Points 300.]
...
Su Ming’an noticed that many people in the room were very cautious around him—he knew why; he had previously said that he lost his mory, which people saw as a precursor to the "Loss" disease.
Sen took him to the third floor, where there was a neat single room.
"Lewis, I want to ask you..." Sen began.
"Do you want to ask if I am from the Deity camp?" Su Ming’an said. His high-end technology was too suspicious, easily making people think of technology bestowed by deities.
"I initially wanted to ask, but now it seems not," Sen smiled and said, "I just took a careful look; there’s no ’Source’ on you, you definitely haven’t heard the voice of the Deity. I thought too much."
Sen said "good night" and closed the door as he left. Even at night, the leader was still very busy.
The room was very quiet, a clean bed, a narrow wooden table and chair, and the windows were sealed tight with tape, leaving no gaps.
Su Ming’an pushed open the tightly sealed window, and a blast of cold air suddenly hit him.
The streets were already covered with ice, the street was empty, in stark contrast to the hustle and bustle of the dayti.
He leaped down from the third floor.
The biting wind slamd against his face, yet it felt like a spring breeze, as if all the coldness took a detour around him.
This night cold enough to turn soone into an ice sculpture, had almost no effect on him.
He ran towards the coordinates of Dong An’an. The road surface was a bit slippery, and the ice probably couldn’t lt for drinking; otherwise, Sen wouldn’t have a water shortage.
He reached the coordinates of Dong An’an’s location.
The room was pitch black, and the light of his wristwatch automatically turned on.
"...Dong An’an?" he softly called.
Following the direction of the light, he saw a pair... a pair of jade-like beautiful green eyes, a girl with disheveled black hair sitting on the edge of a bed.
She hadn’t slept yet.
Those green, wolf-like eyes, conveyed danger and wildness.
Su Ming’an then noticed—Dong An’an’s wrist was bound by an iron ring, the chain was securely fastened into the wall, locking her in place.
"Don’t, co close to ," Dong An’an said.
With a "ding", the chain moved slightly, making a crisp clashing sound.
"Whoosh!"
A flash of white light.
Su Ming’an stepped back half a step, deftly dodging the suddenly drawn dagger of Dong An’an.
...
["I just want to kill you. I don’t know why, but it seems like it’s my longstanding desire. If I don’t do it, I always feel it’s wrong..."]
These were words once spoken by Dong An’an.
Although she didn’t rember her past, there was always a brainwashing-like suggestion in her mind—she must kill Yasa Acto.
Now, this suggestive feeling seed to be getting stronger.
Dong An’an’s speed was unbelievably fast, not at all like what would be expected from the body of a little girl; the dagger flashed past his face like a blinding white line.
...Dong An’an was not weak at all, with a combat power of at least two thousand. The last ti she wanted to kill him, his defensive barrier didn’t work.
"Dingling—!"
A clear sound rang out.
Dong An’an wanted to spring forward, but her body couldn’t advance another half step, held back by a chain.
"Dingling—!"
Her wrists—her ankles—were securely chained to the wall, restraining her movents.
Her agony spilled over, tears stread from her eyes, which gradually turned bloodshot.
This chain was clasped by herself when she was conscious, intended to prevent her from recklessly attempting to kill.
Su Ming’an chopped a palm on her nape, and her eyelids flicked before she fainted.
Her agitation seed to be worsening; previously, she could sit down and talk calmly, but now, she could only be subdued by knocking her out.
Su Ming’an stared at the 70% completion of TE2.
Could he really reach a 100% conclusion with Dong An’an?
Who was it that brainwashed her before her amnesia and made her uncontrollably want to kill him upon seeing him?
On the floor, Dong An’an’s hair was ssy and damp with sweat, the wrists showed clear red marks where the rough chains had chafed her skin raw. Her eyes were closed, and her long lashes cast shadows.
He picked her up with one hand and flung her onto the bed; the girl rolled into the covers.
"Dong An’an, pull yourself together, I’ll co back tomorrow morning."
He turned to leave, but suddenly, he was pulled back forcefully.
The girl had woken up again, her gaze blurry, seemingly disoriented.
"Yasa Acto..." she sobbed softly, "just die, please... I beg you..."
"Everyone wants you dead, for the world... Acto, please just die, only you can save us now..."
"Please..."
She had entered a semi-conscious state, and it seed like she was speaking subconsciously.
As if by instinct.
Her hand slackened, and she fainted.
Su Ming’an took a deep breath, pushed the door open.
Frozen frost condensed at his feet, the surface of the shoe accreted so crystals, he lifted his head, gazing at the sky.
The nightti sky was gray and silent, so quiet that one could only hear the sound of crushing thin ice.
This was an experience unique to night wanderers, as if the world was left with oneself alone.
The persona of Yasa Acto still lit up, as if it were the sole source of light in the night.
The young Doctor smiled gently, seemingly able to scatter his intellect and wisdom into this dim world of mortals.
Su Ming’an and the image of Acto gazed at each other for a long ti, as if two travelers were exchanging glances.
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