"You an to say, I’m the Alliance Hierarch of the Human Self-Rescue Alliance?" Su Ming’an said.
A few hours ago, soldiers from the Human Self-Rescue Alliance attacked students, and he could not have imagined that he himself was the hierarch.
Under the moonlight, the red-haired girl was very close to him.
"Yes." Xin Yue’s voice was cheerful: "Your mory seems to be withering faster and faster. I just talked with you a few days ago, and today you’ve forgotten, you don’t even rember ."
"Then why did I co to such an abandoned city?" Su Ming’an asked.
He had a ho and family in this city, and even made a friend, Su Luoluo, for at least a year. He seed like an ordinary student.
"Huh?" Xin Yue tilted her head: "You said earlier that you ca here to retire. Who knows if that’s the real reason? Oh dear, you don’t even rember your own reasons for doing things, isn’t that quite scary? Think again, do you have any counterasures for your mory loss?"
According to her, Su Wensheng often had mory loss, so Su Wensheng should have ways to recover mory, but Su Ming’an didn’t know.
The red-haired girl smiled warmly, Su Ming’an took half a step back: "Then I need to return to the headquarters of the Human Self-Rescue Alliance. Can you take back?"
He guessed that Su Wensheng might have hidden "mory Fragnts" at the Alliance headquarters. As long as he ca into contact with those mory fragnts, he could restore his mory.
"Sure. It’s not far from headquarters here, I have a Space Talisman, I can take you back tonight." Xin Yue nodded: "Would you need to wear a mask?"
"A mask?"
"The Hierarch’s face isn’t revealed to the public, you usually wear a mask." Xin Yue said: "Moreover, in recent years, since your physical body has been in a deep sleep at headquarters, you haven’t shown up. So I would suggest you wear a normal mask to go to the Alliance base as an ordinary person."
"There’s still a physical body of mine at the Alliance headquarters?" Su Ming’an exclaid.
"Yes, it’s placed there in a deep slumber." Xin Yue said: "Years back, when factions within the Alliance were in conflict, you announced that your spirit had detached from your body and went to the Land of Utter Darkness for exploration to quell the chaos. After you announced your slumber, the chaos in the Alliance subsided. Everyone now thinks you are still asleep. If you return tonight as the Hierarch, it ans you’re announcing to everyone that you’re awake."
"Then I’ll go back tonight as an ordinary person." Su Ming’an replied: "There’s no need to announce my awakening yet."
This was quite fascinating.
It seed the situation within the Human Self-Rescue Alliance wasn’t peaceful; inevitably, there were factional struggles and infighting everywhere. As the Hierarch, he even had to pretend to sleep to avoid chaos.
However, because he was supposedly asleep, he was able to enjoy such a secluded life as a student. Su Ming’an didn’t want to hastily proclaim his status as an awakened Hierarch when the situation was still unclear.
"What color do you like?" Xin Yue suddenly asked.
"...White." Su Ming’an hesitated for a mont, then answered.
Xin Yue smiled slightly, reached out with a pinch of Yellow Paper.
"Matrix Orders—Mold!"
A pure white mask slowly shaped itself in her hand. She reached out, intending to gently press it onto Su Ming’an’s face.
Su Ming’an imdiately reached out: "I’ll do it myself."
Xin Yue paused, released her hand, letting Su Ming’an put on the mask himself.
Her gaze swept up and down his figure, from his pupils to his student uniform, and then, like a hook, her gaze swooped back to his face.
"...You’ve beco sowhat distant after this mory loss." Xin Yue softly remarked.
Looking at her smile, Su Ming’an’s nerves tensed, and he beca very cautious: "Xin Yue, before my mory loss, I didn’t have a girlfriend or any romantic entanglent, right?"
"Hmm... As far as I know, you didn’t have a girlfriend." Xin Yue continued to smile.
Su Ming’an sighed with relief. Fortunately, he didn’t have to deal with any romantic ss.
He sent Su Luoluo back ho first; there was a key in her pocket. She lay in bed, sleeping soundly, likely needing a few more hours to wake up.
Su Luoluo’s ho was even more rundown than his. It wasn’t that she was poor, but her place was a ss of shattered wine bottles, dicine boxes, instant noodle bowls, and food bags, as if it hadn’t been cleaned in a long ti.
Beside Su Luoluo’s bed was a Dream Patrol Helt, with a "The Cat and Her" ga disc beside it. The cartoon on the surface of the disc depicted a blonde-haired, blue-eyed little girl standing with a Siase cat, both gazing at a Western-style church.
—Is this the first ga humans have cleared, "The Cat and Her"?
Su Ming’an stared at the disc. He now knew that the Louyue Nation was a kind of RPG-style choice-driven ancient ga. What kind of ga was "The Cat and Her"?
"Speaking of which, this ’The Cat and Her’ ga was actually cleared by Yi Zhongyu of Dragon City. He really is a young man with great potential." Xin Yue smirked.
...
[Speaking of which, these instances were actually cleared by the Number One Player. He really is a young man with great potential.]
...
Su Ming’an froze.
He looked around but saw nothing.
"Hierarch? What’s the matter?" Xin Yue watched as Su Ming’an suddenly began to look around, confused.
"Xin Yue, did you hear anything?" Su Ming’an asked. Just as Xin Yue finished speaking, he had heard an indistinct voice.
It was extrely faint. Like the tiny voice one might experience in an illusion, Su Ming’an wasn’t sure if it actually existed.
"No." Xin Yue looked around and chuckled: "What’s wrong with you? You’ve lost your mory, and now your hearing is going too? You better be careful, hallucinations and auditory illusions are signs of mutation. I don’t want you to die suddenly."
"..." Su Ming’an shook his head: "Never mind, let’s just say it didn’t happen."
Such a sound was indeed very faint, likely an illusion from the stress he was under.
In a world with San values, having auditory illusions was normal, normal, very normal.
He put down the disc: "Xin Yue, what do you think these gas truly represent?"
"I’m not sure." Xin Yue laughed, leaning against the wall and smiling like a blooming rose: "Is it the grace of a deity? The blessing of destiny? The only salvation to dispel the Black Mist of the Land of Utter Darkness? Or Pandora’s box? Whatever you feel it represents might be what your heart perceives it as. But in the eyes of humanity right now, the ga is a divine artifact that grants mankind dream patrol Spirit Points, allowing mankind to beco stronger continuously."
"Hmm..." Su Ming’an nodded.
He suddenly shivered.
...
[What do you think the World Ga truly represents?]
[I don’t know. Is it the grace of the Organizers? The blessing of destiny? The only thod to allow mankind Dinsional Ascension? Or Pandora’s box? But as of now, the World Ga truly is a law that lets humanity glimpse the mysteries of the universe, and continually grow stronger.]
...
A chill crept up his spine.
"Who!" This ti Su Ming’an was certain, this was not an illusion. Such a long paragraph resonated in his ear, and even if the decibels were subtle, he thoroughly morized the indistinguishable male or female voice:
"Who’s speaking! Show yourself!"
He stepped back several paces, alertly surveying his surroundings. The san value in his field of vision had already dropped to 70 points.
"How are you..." Xin Yue hurriedly caught up.
"Show yourself! Show yourself! Show yourself!" Su Ming’an moved the table, confirming there was nothing underneath it. He used the clue insight skill to search for any red circles in the vicinity. He used the judgnt skill for confirmation, discovering that there was no one else within view.
He pushed open the door, letting every room in the building remain in an open state.
He must find this thing—just listening to two passages had already dropped his san value to 70 points, he couldn’t keep listening. Is it a player targeting him, or so skill that drops san value?
He moved the table, opened the wooden door, pushed aside the sofa, tore open the curtains, and the ethereal green moonlight instantly poured in. The twisted tendrils in the sky flickered like a star river, still a normal night’s scene.
Even after checking every corner of the room, Su Ming’an did not stop his search, gripping Spatial Vibration tightly.
"Alliance Hierarch..." Xin Yue helplessly followed behind him: "There’s truly no voice, what are you looking for?"
"No, I definitely heard it." Su Ming’an shook his head.
Xin Yue frowned, thinking that the Alliance Hierarch might be under excessive psychological stress this ti, even experiencing auditory illusions. This won’t do, if the Alliance Hierarch’s spirit falters, who will lead them to resist the deities?
"There’s truly nothing..." Xin Yue held his hand, softly comforting him like a child: "Listen to , be good, don’t be too agitated, co, how about taking a deep breath with ?"
Su Ming’an slightly paused.
She held his icy hand, whispering softly and gently:
"Alliance Hierarch, I know humanity’s completion progress has stalled for a whole year, maybe the pressure has been too much for you lately, it’s okay, even if the Dream Patrol progress slows, the Black Mist hasn’t covered us, co, one, two..."
Su Ming’an blinked.
... Is he under too much pressure lately?
Although he had a good year in the Main God World, he did consu so much Roseblood, and can’t rule out lingering ntal consequences. Perhaps he should listen to Xin Yue and relax with deep-breathing?
Perhaps this way, the voice in his ear will vanish.
He grasped Xin Yue’s hand, following her rhythm for a deep breath—
...
[Number One Player, I know you might be under too much pressure lately, it’s okay, even if the perfect completion progress slows a bit, a year is far away isn’t it? Co, one, two...]
...
A surge of fear shot straight to his tailbone, spreading up along the spine.
"Pa!" Su Ming’an suddenly let go of Xin Yue’s hand.
He retreated several steps, attempting to pinpoint the source of the sound, eyes vigilant like a cat: "Sorry, I let go of your hand. But there really is a voice."
Xin Yue paused: "It’s okay, Alliance Hierarch. But I really haven’t heard any sound. Have you been Dream Patrolling in ’Louyue Nation’ ga for too long, and got so ntal damage?"
Su Ming’an watched her warily.
His chest felt compressed like by oppressive seawater, his mind seed to crack with tiny fissures, disbelief of her words, unable to trust the reality of the sounds by his ear.
The variegated blue-green radiance flooded in from outside the window, tinting her rose-red hair with deep hues, like flowing sea fish. She looked at Su Ming’an, bewildered, not knowing how to comfort him.
"There’s truly no sound, Alliance Hierarch." Even her voice wavered.
"Such a sudden sound couldn’t be just to echo for , must be so chanism’s prompt..." Su Ming’an didn’t respond to her, murmuring to himself: "Definitely an issue, cannot overlook this issue, ignoring it will leave traps in my future, I must resolve this issue, can’t let the san value drop further, 60 points is the danger line..."
Cannot ignore problems. Problems in the initial phase not resolved, later will dig deep pits for him. This applies to every instance, likewise in the Ruined World.
Must achieve perfect clearance, must achieve highest difficulty perfect clearance, must complete the Ruler’s Quest... This ti there is no Yasa Acto to assist him.
Every step must be perfect. No mistake permitted... Otherwise humanity risks missing final breakthrough information.
The ruler is only him, only him, only he remains.
He retreated while murmuring to himself. Clutching Spatial Vibration tightly, his pupils revealed variegated hues, like flowing fish.
He felt a sudden tension in his body, Xin Yue hugged him.
Her rose-red hair settled on his shoulder, like swirling flas.
"...Alliance Hierarch, you can’t go mad." She hugged him tightly, her voice choked:
"Please calm down, alright? There’s truly no sound. The world calls us the Human Self-Rescue Alliance heretics, but we are the true Awakeners, refusing to yield to the fate arranged by the deities. In the future, I believe you’ll discover a way to slay the deities—if even you go mad, who will still believe in our awakening?"
"Alliance Hierarch, you can’t go mad. You are the least able to go mad. Behind you is the entire human race."
"Only you, only you, only you."
Su Ming’an was gently held by her, his pupils gradually returning to calm from trembling.
Breathing slowly stabilized.
He gently pushed her away.
"..."
He temporarily didn’t hear the strange voice again.
He looked up, surveying the chaotic scene around.
"Sorry for the trouble, let’s tidy up here first." Su Ming’an pressed his fingertips to his temple, saying softly: "I’ll go with you to headquarters."
...
[san value: 60 points]
...
The Land of Independence, Uthers City, Human Self-Rescue Alliance Headquarters.
Through Xin Yue’s talisman’s spatial teleportation, Su Ming’an arrived at the alliance headquarters.
Looking up, he saw the tracks and trains spanning the night sky. The Finance Building pierced the clouds, the iron-tower styled TV signal building stood tall in the darkness. Drones with flashing red indicators passed by, carrying takeout boxes and express packages, crossing the urban landscape like gray iron birds.
Zebra crossings automatically aligned with the traffic lights, pedestrians with umbrellas and briefcases gazed at their personal terminals.
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