Welcome to Rewind World Game-Chapter 1431 - 82: "Side Story" - "Sunny Day in H City (Part 2)
[The girl once embarked on a journey to the end.]
[After the world chessboard of the First World, she traveled a very, very, very long road.]
["Little Red Riding Hood, Little Red Riding Hood." The Big White Rabbit put on Grandma’s hat and tempted her from outside the house: "As long as you become an Observer, you will become a traveler of the instances, and even have a chance for transcendence."]
[The girl took out her sword and with one strike, knocked down the Big White Rabbit.]
[She didn’t want to become any Observer, it sounded very suspicious.]
[——It was her first journey. Because the attack angered the Organizers, she lost consciousness.]
[Then, it was the second time, the third time, the fourth time.]
[Every journey, the girl would always meet a "Red Cloak Boy", they carried an oil lamp, walked through the nights of Henggang City together, fought zombies together, searched for the antidote together. Actually, the boy didn’t wear a red cloak, but since she was called "Little Red Riding Hood," it seemed fitting to call the boy who adventured with her the "Red Cloak Boy."]
[Little Red Riding Hood and the Red Cloak Boy fought side by side, reaching the end of their journey time and again—a magnificent world chessboard.]
[The Eni Team was too powerful, so Little Red Riding Hood and the Red Cloak Boy had no choice but to choose sacrifice to win the chessboard.]
["...Sacrifice me, burn me."]
["Then, let me become... the most dazzling,"]
["——dawn, as I fall from above your head at the moment of your final victory."]
[Little Red Riding Hood blessed the Red Cloak Boy. She transformed into a stream of light and flew towards the sky, sacrificing herself as a Queen.]
[Since the day when, as children, the boy reached out and pulled the girl out of the quagmire of domestic violence, he had become her light.]
[She always lost, but she loved watching him win—even now.]
[Even in a game where they gambled their lives, naturally so.]
[Yet after her death, she did not return to the Main God World; instead, she saw the Big White Rabbit smiling slyly.]
["Little Red Riding Hood, once again we’re inviting you to become an Observer." The Big White Rabbit said.]
["Again? It seems this is my first conversation with you." She said, puzzled.]
["Oh oh, oops! Sorry, I let that slip out. I forgot you all are without memories. Yes, yes, this is indeed the first invitation to you from me to become an Observer, please do agree~ I’m begging you~" The Big White Rabbit wiggled and twisted.]
["I refuse." She still refused, as Boss Rabbit was indeed too suspicious.]
[Fifth time, sixth time, seventh time...]
[The story replayed again and again.]
[Perhaps, the Red Cloak Boy successfully cleared exactly eleven instances and finally entered the wishing phase. Perhaps, the Red Cloak Boy perished midway, soul shattered. Perhaps, the Red Cloak Boy stepped into High Dimensions, divided and conquered by the Organizers...]
[——But none of this mattered to Little Red Riding Hood.]
[Most of her journeys could only stop at the sacrifice on the world chessboard of the first instance, and after rejecting Boss Rabbit’s invitation to become an Observer, she gradually moved towards normalcy. Because she hadn’t undergone the transformation over long ages, she was like a blank sheet of paper; struggling in instances, her capabilities increasingly fell behind the Red Cloak Boy, but she insisted on adventuring alongside him, unwilling to be left behind. Thus, she would always meet her death through soul fragmentation in the first ten instances, either devoured by the Soul Clan or dying from invasions by Ta Wei, unable to witness his final outcome.]
[Of course, none of this held memory. Every time the World Game restarted, all memories would be cleared. So, Little Red Riding Hood repeated the same mistakes over and over again, unaware of how many times her journey had already begun, forever experiencing the same.]
[——But there was something different on one of the journeys.]
["...Huh?" Little Red Riding Hood awoke suddenly on a bed in the Henggang Room Hospital, tightly clutching the sheets, with tears abruptly sliding down.]
[She had a dream.]
[How strange, how strange, why did she dream... dream that she and the Red Cloak Boy would die on a giant black and white chessboard? Where was that? Why did she feel such an immense and overwhelming sadness?]
[Her heart pounded, and the chocolate bar no longer tasted sweet.]
[Unfounded regret and sorrow stirred an increasing flow of tears. She wiped them desperately, but could never fully dry them. Tears slid down her face, and bitterness lingered on her lips.]
[She didn’t know why she had such a nightmare.]
[Hearing the boy’s steps approaching, she quickly dried her tears, took out a chocolate bar, and started munching on it, nibbling at the shell first, then the core, bit by bit, calming her mood.]
[Every time she ate something sweet, her mood would improve. This way, maybe it would stop her from crying without reason.]
[Don’t cry, or it will bring him a bad mood.]
[She loved seeing his smile, he should always be able to show a free smile.]
["Good morning, today we are going to Central Hospital." At this moment, the Red Cloak Boy rubbed his eyes, walking in from outside.]
...
[Yuanyuan nibbled on a chocolate bar at the table, working from top to bottom, eating the shell first, then the core, as if engaged in some sort of ritual.]
[Su Ming’an pushed open the door and saw her.]
["Good morning, today we are going to Central Hospital." Su Ming’an rubbed his eyes.]
["I had a bad dream." Yuanyuan said.]
[Since she was little, she often had strange and peculiar dreams. Like dreaming it would rain heavily the next day and it really would, dreaming the school would have a power outage and it actually did the next day.]
[She searched online, and people said it’s called a "premonition dream," some people have these kinds of dreams.]
[Last night, she had a nightmare, dreaming that she would die...]
[——The 11th Memory Clip· "Premonition Dream"]
...
[...Premonition dream.]
[The girl had premonition dreams since she was young; it wasn’t considered strange, as many people in this world had experienced such dreams.]
[It should be some people with higher innate spirituality that can perceive some elusive future directions, presented in the form of dreams. After all, though Zhai Xing belonged to a technological world, some low magic factors still existed.]
[Premonition dreams were supposed to be useless, but after the World Game arrived, people instantly stepped from a low magic world into a medium magic or high magic world. Those originally possessing high spirituality displayed their talents in a spiritual energy-rich environment.]
[——At this moment, Little Red Riding Hood, through the premonition dream from the previous night, vaguely recalled some memories of other reincarnations, and understood why Boss Rabbit invited her to become an Observer time and again.]
[Her spirituality should be extremely high, high enough that Boss Rabbit was willing to invite her in person. "Observer" should be an important position as the Organizers’ right-hand, and they wanted to elevate her.]
["I should tell Su Ming’an about all this, tell him that the World Game has happened more than once, tell him that in the future there will be a world chessboard, where I will die as a Queen sacrificed..." Little Red Riding Hood thought to herself. She knew she wasn’t smart enough to make the most correct decision and wanted to tell Su Ming’an.]
[But then, she suddenly realized: "Wait. I’m not the only one with high spirituality. If others also found out the World Game happened more than once, the World Channel couldn’t possibly remain silent. So, this must be something the Organizers are extremely cautious about; if I blurt it out, will it trigger an annihilation mechanism?"]
[She was right.]
["The World Game has happened more than once" is indeed a secret, only revealed by the last instance. Anyone who mentioned it prematurely would be suppressed or even destroyed by the Organizers.]
[Moreover, most Organizers were unaware of this secret; it seemed only Boss Rabbit knew.]
[So, to protect the Red Cloak Boy, Little Red Riding Hood remained silent, not revealing the truth.]
[She became a silent Nightingale, no longer singing loudly on the branches.]
[Continued to act as a "silly" blank sheet of paper.]
[Continued to be a "naïve" hamster-like girl.]
[Continued to pick up her sword and fight fearlessly.]
[Continued to stand in front of them, still so young and inexperienced.]
[Continued... all-knowing, completely calm, and utterly fearless to step onto the stage of the Beheaded Queen Mary Antoinette.]
[Through premonition dreams, past memories became more vivid, and Little Red Riding Hood often stared blankly at the Red Cloak Boy.]
["How far will he go this time?"]
["He’s really so naive now, just like Xiao Su..."]
["I can’t appear too mature, can’t act too smart, can’t be too keen, can’t be too predictive, I can only discreetly hint... Hmm, I remember the antidote for the zombie virus is in a small house, it’s supposed to be hard to find, but I’ll give him a little hint... Okay, found it."]
["So smooth." The Red Cloak Boy showed a relieved expression: "I found the colorless antidote so easily."]
[Little Red Riding Hood nodded happily.]
[That’s great.]
[It’s really great.]
[I really want to keep helping him like this. This way, many tragedies and hardships won’t happen.]
[However, she vaguely sensed... his state seemed a bit like hers.]
[Why does she feel like he also has a bit of foresight?]
...
[Time restarted, returning to the fifth day of the replica activation.]
["I had a ... not so good dream." Yuanyuan said softly.]
[When she looked at Su Ming’an, her eyes suddenly froze.]
[...Today’s Su Ming’an seems a bit different. An indescribable feeling makes it hard for her to look away.]
["What kind of dream did you have?" Su Ming’an asked.]
["Hmm... It’s like a beautiful fairy tale was suddenly missing a page?" Yuanyuan said.]
[—The 15th Memory Clip·"Game start"]
...
[...Does he also have a special foresight ability?]
[Little Red Riding Hood wisely remained silent.]
[On the chessboard, she still burned herself. But when the Boss Rabbit invited her, she nodded.]
["Okay." She said: "I agree to become an Observer."]
[Despite fragmented memories, Little Red Riding Hood understands—even if she can foresee many things and help him avoid many instance traps, if she doesn’t reach high dimensions in the end, she will ultimately be an ant.]
[Although it will be a bit tougher, a bit more painful, he can reach the end on his own.]
[And what she has to do—is to reach the end in advance, become an indestructible, irreplaceable, and strongest cornerstone on the other side of the long river. She is not a dodder, nor candy, cotton, cake, or anything soft. She is a cold star, a blade drawn upward toward the sky, an eagle soaring into the sky.]
[—She must use the identity of this Observer to strive upward to become the high-dimensional being who can receive her companions in the end.]
[No matter how many years or what price to pay.]
[She knows she is very clumsy, not smart, her eyes only on her sword. Without Noel’s wisdom, Isabella’s scientific talent, or Lu’s versatility.]
[Then, hard work will make up for clumsiness.]
[Once, twice, three times... three million and thirty times... ten thousand, a hundred thousand, a million, ten million... four hundred million two hundred thirty-seven thousand and thirty times.]
[Too much pain, too much bloodshed, too much despair.]
[Every time her soul is exhausted and she dies, she will return to the high-dimensional body she gradually created. Summarizing, condensing, learning, pondering—organizing gains, packing her bags, preparing for the next departure.]
["Even the dullest fool, as long as they live long enough, will become wise." She thought.]
[As long as the number of times is enough, as long as premonition dreams once again remind her of the fragmented past, then she will only become stronger, stronger still.]
[—Ultimately.]
[Finally becoming high-dimensional.]
[Four hundred million two hundred thirty-seven thousand and thirty times.]
[Standing at the end of the story, at the end of the time long river... Looking back, peering into the distance.]
[The willows by the river, the bouquet of white daisies in her arms, the smile at the corner of her eyes.]
[—In the end,]
[Little Red Riding Hood finally met the Red Cloak Boy who also reached the end. At the beginning and end of the story—they unite like flowing water, meeting, crossing paths.]
[The boy looks forward, the girl looks back.]
[Two parallel lines completely separated from the First World finally intersect at this moment, turning into the same line, heading into the distance.]
[On the scale of time, humans are always a step slower than light.]
[But if pursuing light in a ’recycled’ way, she crosses over time and years.]
["—Twelfth Thrones, Observer, Yuanyuan."]
[The girl’s black hair flies up, as if the sound of pulsating blood, like the symphony of destiny.]
["—Number One Player, Su Ming’an."]
[The boy’s eyes flicker, clutching the pink Cat-Ear Book between his fingers.]
...
[—The beginning of the story.]
[They meet.]
[—At the end of the story,]
[They own the same river.]
...
No need for regrets, no need for guilt, no need for sorrow, no need to look back again and again to save me until you are exhausted.
The Red Cloak Boy carrying the lamp.
Forward, forward, forward.
—"I" will eventually surge towards you like a river under the Lighthouse.
...
The girl once opened an ultimate journey.
However, the journey finally reached its end.
Little Red Riding Hood, Red Cloak Boy.
Today’s H City, is a very sunny day.
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