Welcome to Rewind World Game-Chapter 1457 - 106: OE: The Last Holy Meal (3)

"For the thousandth time, I’ve finally found a less gruesome method—no need to really consume flesh and organs, just find the balance between body and soul, transform oneself into a pure energy form, like jelly, which can then be eaten in small pieces."

"However, prolonged hypnosis has caused irreversible mutation—I can no longer return to my previous normal state. Pathologically pursuing physical pain, I feel joyful, delighted, and pleased from the heart."

"In the end, I realized... actually, I was wrong from the start, [’eating’ shouldn’t be a physical consumption, but a spiritual sharing]."

—not "consumption," but "sharing."

Su Ming’an silently listened.

If he hadn’t pointed out Sique’s methods, these things, Sique would probably never have said.

All these confessions flowed into his mind as words, in the blink of an eye.

"However, the creator’s hand must carry traces of the person, accompanied by my joy in the concept of ’consumption,’ in the process of writing Luowasha again and again—’consuming others’ has become a deeply ingrained subconscious in people’s minds, leading to a broader concept: ’food chain,’" Sique said:

"Knowledge, wisdom, creativity... indeed, is a process of consumption, where people enrich themselves through extensive reading and learning, evolving from a barren person into a well-learned individual, hence the term ’devouring textbooks.’"

"—If one were to say, wingless people learn to fly by devouring others’ wings, causing themselves to grow flesh, should this be seen as a bloody predation or a noble passing of the flame?"

"—If in an extreme despairing environment, a race must survive. Then, should the light be evenly divided among the minds of every ordinary person, allowing them to continue surviving in confusion, or gather all the light to create a genius that can lead everyone to survive?"

This question has no right answer.

But Luowasha’s answer is the latter.

"Moreover, I have not walked alone to this day." Sique’s right hand moved to his chest.

Golden light shimmered, clearing the fog.

At this moment, Su Ming’an saw many unfamiliar faces... not the numb, painful faces from the Eighth Thrones fusion, but faces filled with happiness, gentleness, joy.

The golden light flowed, halting the rising black mist.

"Speaking of which, my essence is somewhat similar to the Eighth Thrones." Sique gazed at those faces, revealing a truth:

"Every generation of ’Olivius’... became the new ’Olivius’ by consuming all the wisdom and inspiration left behind by previous generations of ’Olivius’."

"You were in a state of reminiscence then, not deeply feeling it. But the moment I officially became the ’Seventy-sixth Generation Olivius,’ I could clearly sense the immense wisdom and profound inspiration of the seventy-five previous people pouring into me like great rivers."

"I felt like I instantly ’consumed’ all they had, understanding why the earth arose, how many colors of birds exist, which fertilizer is most suitable for wheat, the seven hundred eighty-six languages in the world... I understood everything I knew, and everything I didn’t know. As if the world favored beneath my palm."

"The truth of all things, vast inspiration."

"—I consumed the flesh and blood of previous generations to digest all this."

"Thus, I shall transmit all this to the common people through the means of ’consumption’ as well."

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[Common People→Seventy-five Olivius Generations]

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In the darkest, most dangerous, and most arduous times, outstanding sages in the world became the ’Olivius’ by ’consuming’ many people’s inspiration and wisdom.

Consolidating the wisdom of the mundane into the brain of a genius—they consumed the strategist proficient in warfare, the scholar well-versed in history, the novelist rich in inspiration, the mage adept at magic...

Most were elderly who voluntarily let themselves be consumed by the ’Olivius.’ Of course, there were also instances of cruel survival of the fittest. In extremely challenging environments, under the envy of gods and powerful evil races, maintaining a perfectly true, good, beautiful history is impossible.

A generational inheritance, where descendants ’consume’ predecessors—flesh becomes nourishment, brains become knowledge, fingers become pens, eyes become inspiration.

By the time of the seventy-fifth generation "Xiao Bai·Olivius," when it was her turn, her body had accumulated the inspiration and wisdom of millions over the millennia.

The entire history of Luowasha is a bloody and difficult history of passing the flame.

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[Common People→Seventy-five Olivius Generations→Sique]

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Until one person.

Naming himself "Sique Olivius," after consuming the wisdom left by his predecessors, he decided to use himself to hold the world and start a cycle.

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[Common People→Seventy-five Olivius Generations→Sique→Royal]

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To make people adhere to the collective subconscious and avoid the trap laid by the Master of the End of All Things, Sique tried to transfer all wisdom and inspiration to all living beings.

Initially, he created his most satisfactory heir, Su Wenjun, hoping Su Wenjun would help him transmit the inspiration, but encountered defiance.

He realized, there was only one way left.

Just like with all previous transmission methods.

—Consumption.

Consume him.

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[Common People→Seventy-five Olivius Generations→Sique→Royal→Gods]

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The Royals gradually obtained wisdom and inspiration by "consuming" Sique.

In some cycles, the Royals would fall to the gods and be consumed by them. In this way, the gods also gained the inspiration passed by Sique.

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[Common People→Seventy-five Olivius Generations→Sique→Royal→Gods→Common People]

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The gods possess the means to grant wisdom and inspiration to believers. In certain ceremonies and festivals, they often bless all living beings, spreading inspiration widely.

In this way, the inspiration transmitted by Sique was successfully and completely transferred to humanity through two major intermediaries.

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[Common People→Cumulative Seventy-five Olivius Generations→Sique→Royal→Gods→Common People]

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—"Food chain"?

Perhaps, using... "Blood and Flesh Fire Chain" is more appropriate.

Inspiration and wisdom circled a great loop before returning to people themselves.

Ultimately, the wisdom of the collective unconscious successfully rooted in the foundation of human thought, combined with humanity’s own flashes of genius, forming the "occasional bursts of inspiration in scientists and artists’ minds"—people unknowingly consumed the experiences and wisdom of their predecessors, while also playing out their creativity, making inspiration sprout like sparks in their minds.

Making this world increasingly resplendent, making this earth vibrant, allowing wingless birds with no inspiration to grow flesh.

Listening to the voices of the world, seeking up and down, to see the weaponry.

Transcending the mundane, touching inspiration, to understand all things.

Not being troubled by worldly trivialities, not struggling with trivial matters, not being forced to stop creating.

—Doing their best to create a windless place for all the people.

Consumption? Sharing?

Bloodiness? Greatness?

Nobility? Base?

This is... the story about the "Little Greedy Cat" world system.

This is the story of Luowasha.

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"Sique, so... the ’Que’ in your name is the ’Que’ from ’Magpie Bridge’." Su Ming’an said half-jokingly, half-realizing.

Using one’s body as a magpie bridge, connecting everyone in the world. Regardless of whether they are noble or lowly, rich or poor, honorable or despicable, great or selfish.

No wonder, he once witnessed Sique deliberately being divided and conquered by the masked people in the Disciple Game, he thought Sique was acting on some strange compulsion... er, actually, that wasn’t wrong either...

Sique was a very unique Su-class Primordial he had met. It’s hard to say these actions stemmed from Sique’s nobility, as Sique’s attachment to the world was merely based on a thirst for Inspiration, not out of "love". His heart didn’t have Acto’s selflessness, or Su Rin’s empathy, or Xiber’s obsession, only curiosity and the pursuit of a great artist.

The proportion of love wasn’t much.

But even so, what the "Olivius" did far exceeded most of those who spoke of "love" with their mouths full.

Those golden eyes curved slightly:

"When I did these things, it was out of heartfelt joy, because I thought, it was a good story."

"But you’re different, Mr. Lighthouse, you don’t sincerely desire this outcome. After being divided, you won’t be reborn. So, why not take another path?"

Su Ming’an said softly, "What’s your suggestion?"

He could see the slow-motion of the Black Mist ascending to his collarbone.

He saw the anxious people outside the Lamb Barrier.

He saw the faces from the Eighth Thrones and Sique.

The world seemed to suddenly become silent, everything slowed down, he could hear the sound of his blood roaring, the sound of his heartbeat slowing down...

"—Eat me."

Sique Olivius’s voice then transmitted, swayed, and roared in Su Ming’an’s ear like a heartbeat. The deep voice mixed with bitterness was like scraping feathers.

Previously, the World Master had told Su Ming’an that if he ate all the Su-class Primordial, he would synthesize into the "Super Su" of the Universe’s beginning.

Su Ming’an had already consumed "Su Wensheng", and "Qin Wang", "Acto", and other Primordials were already dead, so he only needed to consume "Sique", "Su Liujin", "Xiao Su", "Su Rin"...

Su Ming’an let out a muffled sound from his throat, seemingly wanting to laugh twice, but didn’t: "Alright, I know you’re a masochist now. But the Jellyfish Emperor and the Cloud City God are innocent, right? Besides, Xiao Su is very well-behaved, as his friend, I can’t just suddenly go against him."

Perhaps all his life, he suffered because his moral standards were too high.

So even though he knew what to do to survive, he could never cross that hurdle.

If.

If he were just a slightly despicable person... would life be easier?

"..."

Sique Olivius was silent for a while, then lowered his head and laughed.

Su Ming’an said, "I have another question, Su Liujin... wasn’t originally my Primordial, right?"

Now, the original doubt was also resolved.

—Lighthouse Jellyfish Su Liujin was not Su Ming’an’s Primordial. Sique was Su Ming’an’s Primordial.

It was just that Sique possessed Su Liujin.

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[Sique + Su Liujin = Rin Clan (Spirit Light Overflowing Food) + Lighthouse Jellyfish (Endless) = Endless Spirit Light Overflowing Food.]

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The most troublesome thing for Sique was that he could only be eaten once each time. But it was different becoming a Lighthouse Jellyfish, he could be eaten and live, eaten and live, the efficiency of being consumed increased significantly.

Sique had previously deceived... no, negotiated with Su Liujin.

Sique secretly went to the sea, knocked Su Liujin unconscious and brought him up, proposing to borrow Su Liujin’s body. In return, Sique would contact the Shitposter Demon to send Su Liujin’s soul to other Worlds to play, like in the Players’ Main God World.

Anyway, the Lighthouse Jellyfish grows very fast, and when the body is returned to Su Liujin, it would still be complete, Su Liujin wouldn’t lose anything. Just used many times as a handover tool.

The Jellyfish, of course, couldn’t play against the Magpie, full of Wisdom, and thought it was the Red Tower Princess that brought him up, and the Magpie was his savior. Upon hearing that he could play in other Worlds, never stuck in the boring sea again, the Jellyfish was overjoyed, wrote a letter, and left it under the pillow, giving up the body.

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[Hey, you who want to possess me, listen up.]

[Don’t use my body for weird things, and don’t fall in love...]

[—1213rd Memory Clip: "I heard the distant echo."]

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This is... the beginning of everything.

This is... the initial distant echo.

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The most amusing thing is, [Don’t use my body for weird things, and don’t fall in love]. Sique did both, making one chuckle.

"So, I was supposed to possess you, because you possessed Su Liujin, that’s why I possessed Su Liujin." Su Ming’an realized.

Using Su Liujin’s body by day, and when not using the body at night, he could dream of Sique.

This must be so well aware of the mechanism of the World Game to pull off such a feat.

However, now they didn’t have time to communicate.

The Black Mist came up, a decision had to be made.

Su Ming’an shook his head, his wrist twitched, and Sique voluntarily let go of his hand.

Su Ming’an’s Feather Pen moved, and he continued writing:

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[—Condense his Devouring Authority into the palm, devour everything, digest everything. This power will grant...]

He paused his wrist, hesitated for a moment, then resolutely wrote:

[Grant Yuanyuan.]

[Wish you... success, and majestic fortune.]

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Once, in the First World, the girl smiled and gave blessings before the sacrifice.

Now, in the Final World, Su Ming’an, before sacrificing, returned her the original blessing...

Like a circle, he and she were intertwined. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

That girl, she was like a soaring goose in the sky, could go anywhere. She was no longer as thin as paper, nor as soft as cream and white sugar, solid enough to be admired.

His adventure was also a history of her growth.

Su Ming’an curved his lips, the Feather Pen fell, and wrote the last words:

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[But before ultimately granting Yuanyuan, let’s bestow the power of "Devouring" upon the masses. Especially his comrades, and Elf King Huan Jiala.]

[His Energy, his collected Faith, his acquired Perfect Clear Seal, his emotions, his soul, his will, his ideals, his love, his laughter, and tears.]

[—And devour this "Holy Meal" known as "Su Ming’an".]

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