Su Ming’an opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Chao Yan lying on the beach.
...The tiline has reverted.
It has reverted to such a recent point in ti, almost brushing against the line of death.
Su Ming’an turned his head and saw Su Wensheng close by. Su Wensheng’s right hand was clenched into a fist supporting his chin, seemingly in thought, with his thick eyelashes slightly downcast, and his pupils appearing sowhat dim.
"Why are you looking at ?" Su Wensheng t Su Ming’an’s gaze, "Chao Yan just defeated the tentacle monster, aren’t you crossing the world’s edge?"
Su Ming’an said, "What are you thinking?"
While speaking, his fingers pressed into his palm.
Su Wensheng lowered his gaze, seemingly penetrating Su Ming’an’s instant death rule, remaining silent. He continuously looked down at the sea, as if contemplating sothing.
Su Ming’an turned his wheelchair, knowing from the last cycle that Su Wensheng intended to kill him. Therefore, in this cycle, he planned to take Chao Yan back for healing, call over Xiao Jingsan, and cross the world’s edge fully prepared to prevent a backstab from Su Wensheng.
Just as Su Ming’an turned, an icy voice from Su Wensheng sounded:
"—You really aren’t worried about retaining mory during the tiline reset, huh."
A sharp wind swept from behind.
Su Ming’an, unsurprised, instantly activated the Ring of Ti’s skill.
...
[Ring of Ti (Purple Grade, lv.8):
Special Skill (Ti Loop): Consus Mana Points to select a certain space around you, reverting all things within this space to their state three hours ago. (This skill cannot be used on living beings)]
Current recorders of the Ring of Ti: Tretiya, Bi, Yao Wen, Noah, Sen Kylstia, Beili Sier, Lin Guang T-0321]
...
This was the first ti Su Ming’an had activated this skill in battle. In an instant, he felt a deep blue color fill his vision, and he found himself subrged in the sea, with the surrounding golden sand covered by seawater.
—The location he was in, three hours ago, was during high tide.
Everything around him was reverted by ti; the dry sand beca wet, and the seawater engulfed everything by the shore, instantly swallowing Su Ming’an and Su Wensheng. A black cat and a white cat suddenly dashed out like rescuers, carrying Chao Yan away.
The Crescent Arc unleashed by Su Wensheng was tilted by the water waves, skimming past Su Ming’an. In that instant, Su Ming’an activated the wheelchair’s full-speed mode, white steam burst out, diving headlong in the direction of the world’s edge along the waves.
Su Ming’an anticipated triggering Little Su’s tiline reset, aware that both deities and Xiao Jingsan could retain mories during Little Su’s reset, so it’s not surprising that Su Wensheng could too. As long as the situation wasn’t irrecoverable, triggering Little Su’s reset was advantageous for him, as he wouldn’t need to explain how he knew the previous cycle’s information.
Little Su’s reset was the key tool given by the instance to clear the tenth world’s imnse difficulty; otherwise, it would be too challenging to clear.
He raised the wheelchair’s shield, shouting to Su Wensheng who pursued relentlessly, "Why do you want to kill ? If you wish for to beco stronger, you shouldn’t hinder ."
Su Wensheng’s voice pierced through the deep sea, "It seems you misunderstood."
"I want you to beco strong to kill the Exotic Species King. If you don’t listen to and insist on rejecting the power given by the deity, then I’ll kill you to force you to comply."
With a fixed distance between them, one chasing and one fleeing, under the wheelchair’s full-speed sprint, Su Ming’an watched the endless waves retreat behind him, shattered by Su Wensheng’s fierce Crescent Arc.
"If you insist on acting independently, then give the Eye of the Old Days from your body and all the white tendrils on you. I’ll complete the subsequent actions for you." Su Wensheng said coldly, "I have no favorability towards you; don’t flatter yourself."
Su Wensheng’s words were crystal clear; in his eyes, Su Ming’an was rely a tool to kill the Exotic Species King. If Su Ming’an didn’t obey, Su Wensheng intended to kill him.
"Such words, I’ve heard from an Original in Yun Shang City." Su Ming’an struggled to raise his hand, targeting Su Wensheng, and activated the Ruler’s Skill.
...
"Ding!"
[Ruler’s Skill failed to activate.]
...
Su Ming’an frowned—full favorability, not human, not having favorability. Which of these three conditions causing the Ruler’s Skill’s failure did Su Wensheng et?
The sharp Crescent Arc struck, Su Ming’an raised the wheelchair’s shield, and quickly raised his hand to construct the Lamb Barrier. Layer upon layer of transparent defenses erected behind him, accompanied by the sound of stones shattering glass, the shield was decimated layer upon layer.
Just as the Crescent Arc sliced the wheelchair, Su Ming’an dashed through the world’s edge, enveloped by white light.
...
After a brief blur of vision, Su Ming’an, along with the wheelchair, tumbled to the ground. The glaring sunlight pierced his eyes, causing him to montarily lose sight of his surroundings.
According to Chao Yan, crossing the world’s edge would bring him to a new world. So, this place was...
He felt his stiff limbs gradually regain flexibility, the control mark planted by the deity finally dissipated.
Slowly supporting his body, like a frozen person thawing.
"...Young man, young man?" A call sounded in his ears, soone seed to be helping him stand up.
Su Ming’an rubbed his eyes, his senses gradually returning, he slowly made out the scene before him—a grandpa wearing a brown-black felt hat, holding a pipe, dressed in a light gray wool coat, and wielding a tal staff about a ter long. His brows and eyes were deep-set, pupils dark brown, age around sixty.
Behind the old man was a golden wheat field, as the wind blew through, the wheat ears clashed under the sun like dispersing golden tides.
Su Ming’an was speechless for a brief mont, and a na blurted out: "—Morgan Maxey?"
"Eh? You youngsters know ?" The old man exclaid in surprise, "You suddenly appeared in my wheat field, and could call out my na. Are you a knight from Burg Castle seeking aid? But I heard it’s already fallen due to war..."
Su Ming’an’s heart almost leaped out of his chest.
"Excuse !" Su Ming’an imdiately got into the wheelchair, rushing towards the direction familiar to his mory.
"Hey, young man, with wars breaking out everywhere now, don’t run around..." Morgan called several tis.
Su Ming’an soon reached Burg Castle.
However, this city, once peaceful, now looked desolate and ravaged. Thick smoke floated above, turning the blue into ash-gray. Flas and ruins were scattered in various corners, making it hard for him to recognize the city.
Relying on the images in his mory, Su Ming’an barely identified the lake he once visited with Alice, now filled with vermilion; he couldn’t tell if it was full of blood or poison. He followed the streets, encountering bodies everywhere dead from plague and war.
So survivors huddled in dark alleys, watching him warily.
On the lower-right corner of Su Ming’an’s vision, small words appeared continuously.
...
[Wilder: Who is that young man? A new soldier, perhaps?]
[Daina: He’s riding a very peculiar contraption, probably another one coming to plunder civilian hos. The fight over relics never seems to end, it’s like Pandora’s box...]
[Klunway: Mom, when can we eat bread?]
[Tony: I’m so cold, so cold... (sound of fabric rubbing)]
[Nora: Many people died again yesterday, maybe there’s still so moldy bread among their bodies...]
...
Following the familiar routes from mory, after winding through several areas, Su Ming’an finally reached the most morable street corner he knew.
The ceramic bird still perched on the signpost, a wind chi’s crisp sound ca from the window, climbing ivy covered the wall, casting faint green vines. Several paintings were affixed to the door, all drawn by Alice in the past.
——She truly exists.
——In this world, everything truly exists.
Su Ming’an moved forward and accidentally kicked a corpse. This corpse lay by the roadside, with an iron spear pierced through its chest.
When he looked down, he saw small words erge:
...
[Matthew (Age: 36) (Deceased)
Occupation: Vegetable Vendor
Personality: Simple and hard-working
Combat Power: Half a star
Intelligence Value: Half a star
Skills: Interdiate planting, vegetable selling skills
Overall Evaluation: E
Favorability: 40 (Friendly)
Note: An unremarkable vegetable vendor who liked strong liquor and planting. Killed by enemy soldiers while protecting children.]
...
Su Ming’an closed Matthew’s eyes and pushed open the door to Alice’s house.
The door wasn’t locked but was covered in dust, looking as though it hadn’t been cleaned in a long ti. Su Ming’an opened the wardrobe, and Alice’s green lotus dress was still hanging there. The accessories, clothes, and shoes he once bought with her were neatly arranged in the wardrobe.
The small dolls, decorations, and stickers were all in their original places. The way he had decorated them in the ga was exactly replicated here, without any changes.
A foul odor ca from the kitchen. When Su Ming’an looked into the kitchen, there was a pile of rotten Spring Heart Cookies on the table.
"..."
Su Ming’an stood silently at the kitchen door.
He had known yesterday that when he returned to this ga, the war would destroy this town. But he hadn’t expected to co here not through the Dream Patrol Helt but by truly stepping into this world. Everything was exactly like in the ga, not a single detail altered.
It turned out that in another world, there really was a girl nad "Alice" who grew up with him from afar until she gradually matured.
"...Hand over the Eye of the Old Days, Su Ming’an."
A cold voice ca from the door.
Su Ming’an turned around, and Su Wensheng stood at the door, blocking the sunlight from outside. The shadow cast on Su Ming’an’s face, and his gaze fell slightly.
[Su Ming’an: Clearly, you paid a great price to bring here, asking to save the world. Now you want to accept the power given by the deity.]
[Su Wensheng: It’s simple; I’ve recently found the deity to be trustworthy, so it’s best for you to cooperate with the deity. Otherwise, your probability of defeating the Exotic Species King is very low.]
[Su Ming’an: The success rate is low, but not zero, as long as the success rate isn’t 0%.]
He raised a finger:
[Su Ming’an: For , a success rate of 1% is 100%.]
[Su Wensheng (sneers): Sorry, you can’t convince . From my perspective, working with the deity offers the greatest chance of success. If you can’t do it, then give your Eye of the Old Days, and I’ll take over.]
[Su Ming’an: You can’t convince either. Because I’m a player, and from a player’s perspective, I absolutely can’t entrust my hopes to the deity, nor can one easily clear the ga by rely obeying the deity. So no matter how much you emphasize the deity’s trustworthiness, I won’t do as you say. I’ll follow my own pace.]
[Su Wensheng: So neither of us can convince the other. Even if we share the sa goal of killing the Exotic Species King, I can’t persuade you, and you won’t trust .]
[Su Ming’an: Of course, that’s the kind of people we are.]
[Su Wensheng: Then I’ll kill you.]
[Su Ming’an: I have a save point, and you know it.]
[Su Wensheng: —I know, that’s why I’ll kill you until you submit!]
...
It was only at this mont that Su Ming’an realized that this Su Wensheng was indeed sowhat similar to him.
Neither of them would entrust their hopes to the other.
——But how could Su Ming’an obey the deity.
Previously, getting close to the deity once resulted in being marked with a control brand, almost causing a downfall. No matter how much Su Wensheng persuades this ti, Su Ming’an wouldn’t take the shortcut with the deity. In the World Ga, if you covet small gains, it will culminate in an irreparable mistake in the end.
"Don’t fight here!" Su Ming’an realized this.
However, Su Wensheng wouldn’t care about Alice’s house, and suddenly a powerful cold wind burst from him.
"Boom——!"
A violent explosion sounded as the energy released from Su Wensheng’s body lifted the roof off. In an instant, the lighthouse statue on the table, the doll on the bed, the detective’s ancient books, and newspapers were all swept into the sky by the turbulence.
...
[Girl: Detective, I bought this lighthouse statue for you. Can I place it here?]
...
Tables and chairs turned into splinters of wood, and the green lotus leaf dress was blown out of the wardrobe, torn into pieces of ragged cloth.
...
[Girl: Detective, you don’t have to buy such a nice dress for . You even sold your cigarettes...]
...
The pictures on the wall were torn apart, and the flour and red tea leaves in the kitchen turned to dust.
...
[Girl: Detective, I bought flour and red tea leaves today. I want to try making Spring Heart Cookies for you. How do you feel about red tea? Would you like it...]
...
Everything familiar from the ga, torn apart by the violent wind, this warm ho filled with countless mories, was instantly turned into ruins.
Su Ming’an erected the Lamb Barrier around him, staring at Su Wensheng with an extrely cold gaze.
"Do you know why Mizushima Kawa Sora is willing to cooperate with the deity?" Su Wensheng’s hair fluttered with the violent wind, as if deep blue ocean waves surged around him.
Amid the swirling debris of stones and bricks, his shadow was elongated by the sunlight.
"Because she wants a golden ring?" Su Ming’an said coldly.
"Because the deity promised her that she’d have a ’little sister’ again." Su Wensheng said.
"What an unsurprising answer." Su Ming’an pinched the Spatial Vibration with his right hand, took a few steps back, and skirted around Alice’s photo on the floor.
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