Welcome to Rewind World Game-Chapter 1473 - 122: "You Just Be the Mother.
"True friend?" The white gelatinous creature glanced disdainfully at the black-robed man, seemingly scoffing at the term.
"After becoming true friends, I can teach you common knowledge, you see." The black-robed man took out several alphabet cards, each depicting a bat, an octopus, a magpie, and a jellyfish. He curved his ink-black eyes, smiling: "Come, identify, which of these four can be eaten?"
The white gelatinous creature gave a look as if seeing an idiot, remaining silent.
"The answer is—they all can." The black-robed man spread his arms self-importantly and pulled out a small red flower, handing it to the white gelatinous creature: "Reward you with a small red flower~"
The white gelatinous creature squirmed, moving away from the black-robed man by a few inches.
The black-robed man didn’t mind, pulling out another alphabet card, and encouraging: "Next question, if you encounter a suspicious person covered in colors and wearing a smiling mask, what should you do?"
The white gelatinous creature let out a "heh heh", seemingly annoyed, and conjured a thick white arm out of thin air, punching toward the black-robed man.
The black-robed man dodged swiftly, laughing: "Alright, alright, no need to be so fierce." He spread his smooth hands, helplessly: "You were born into this world, lacking common knowledge, brute force alone is not enough. But I can teach you a lot of knowledge, help you become a great dominator, defeat all the villains!"
The white gelatinous creature paused for a second, arrogantly saying: "You can teach me common knowledge, but you’re not my true friend, you’re my servant."
Several veins popped on the black-robed man’s forehead, his smile twitching slightly, he took out a bag of cookies from his arms: "Then, to celebrate our friendly relationship, I’ll treat you to some dessert."
Upon hearing this, the white gelatinous creature hesitated for a moment, pounced on the cookies like a slime, devouring them, moving a bit, and said after a moment: "Alright, then you’re my servant."
"It’s true friend." The black-robed man corrected.
"Servant." The white gelatinous creature shook its white finger.
"True friend."
"Servant."
Ran Bo lay on the ground, watching this childish argument scene, his face turning red, shouting desperately: "——Don’t trust this guy, I’m your father!"
Upon hearing, the black-robed man squatted down, reached out a hand, touching Ran Bo’s forehead, softly said: "You’re tired, rest now..."
His hypnotic voice was soft and gentle, Ran Bo’s eyelids couldn’t resist, closing his eyes.
Beside them, Xiao Bai clenched his fists, coldly said: "Noel Agnini. You possess two major High Dimensions, enough to destroy this world. Why do you seek the trust of the newly born Rin Clan? Why do you actively postpone the arrival of High Dimensions?"
The black-robed man smiled, spreading his hands: "I’ve successfully destroyed once, under the snow of world-end, everyone died. But there’s still Su Ming’an, as long as he’s alive, I’ll never truly succeed."
As long as Su Ming’an is alive, time is eternally frozen, unable to proceed forward. Unless Su Ming’an is truly restricted.
Xiao Bai’s gaze cooled slightly, it seems Noel is eyeing the Rin Clan’s [Protagonist] identity.
——Noel knew that he couldn’t snatch Su Ming’an’s [Protagonist] identity in Zhai Xing, so he chose to seize the newly born Rin Clan’s [Protagonist] identity in Luowasha?
In the end, Noel might possess the Rin Clan, aiming for control over Eden, completely severing Luowasha’s future.
The black-robed man waved his hand, feigning grievance: "Can’t I genuinely care for the newly born Rin Clan, want it to grow up healthy and happy?"
Xiao Bai was full of disbelief.
"Let me think..." The black-robed man fiddled with his fingers: "A healthy child needs a father and a mother. I can be the father, you’ll be responsible for being the mother."
"What if I don’t cooperate?" Xiao Bai didn’t want to be an accomplice.
"Then I’ll set it loose, wreak havoc on the world." The black-robed man smiled, spreading his hands: "Looking forward to it, what kind of destruction will a newly born Rin Clan, knowing nothing, cause..."
"...Alright." Xiao Bai lowered his brows: "I’ll cooperate with you."
This was the coverage area of the time authority, even if months passed, outside would be just a few minutes. She had plenty of time to cooperate with this act; if Noel wanted to lead the Rin Clan astray, at least she, as the mother, could reverse it to some extent.
Now, perhaps only she could protect this newly born Rin Clan.
The black-robed man was full of kindness, smilingly pointing to himself: "Come, call me dad."
The white gelatinous creature: "Servant."
The black-robed man still kind, smilingly pointed at Xiao Bai: "Come, call me mom."
The white gelatinous creature: "Servant No. 2."
The black-robed man still kind, smilingly pointed at the unconscious Ran Bo: "Come, call the former dad."
The white gelatinous creature: "Servant No. 3."
The black-robed man let out an "oh" sound, somewhat happy: "Good thing you called me servant, no random numbers, it seems you’re closest to me."
The white gelatinous creature: "..."
Xiao Bai widened his eyes, is this the big BOSS attempting to destroy the world? How is it not quite as imagined, more like a lively teenager...
...
Upon learning Noel’s location in No.1 Experimental City, Su Ming’an didn’t rush over immediately.
He knew that if he went now, he might not be able to subdue Noel, instead forcing Noel to speed up the arrival of the two major High Dimensions.
Currently, both sides are in a stalemate; the Master of the End of All Things wants to completely sever Luowasha’s path and seize control of Eden, to prevent another world destruction reversal. Su Ming’an hopes to delay, accelerate both worlds’ escape.
"Noel Agnini, let’s see who achieves their goal first..." Su Ming’an tightly grasped the compass.
Qi Zhou left a sentence: [I am a mirror, he is a shadow, outside the mirror, there are others.] Reminded him.
——Luowasha is named "Mirror of Creation·Luowasha."
When the front is in a stagnant state, can he approach it from the opposite side of the mirror?
"Since the Three Su Ming’an combined, we’ve always been in the [Dark Side], everything happening in the [Dark Side]." Su Ming’an pondered: "Since the [Dark Side] is in a stalemate, can I approach it from the [Light Side]?"
Previously he knew, everyone was split into two halves, one in the [Light Side], one in the [Dark Side], this is Luowasha’s World Rules as the "Creation Era."
Everyone including players exists as both a [Light Side] and [Dark Side] person. Only when Luowasha is completely cleared, and players escape Luowasha’s World Rules, will both halves become one.
After the demon line and angel line ended, Su Ming’an’s three parts combined, obtaining all memories of the Light and Dark Sides. But others have not, still split into two halves.
"This perspective indeed offers an approach..." Su Ming’an pondered.
He activated the "perspective switch" mechanism, now [Main Perspective: Sique Perspective] has dimmed with Sique’s sleep, leaving [Second Perspective: Wang Xingkong Perspective].
Su Ming’an himself cannot directly go to the [Light Side], because all destruction by the Master of the End of All Things is aimed at the [Dark Side], and he cannot leave the [Dark Side] unchecked. However, he can use the "perspective switch" mechanism, since the Wang Xingkong Perspective is on the [Light Side], he can thus repeatedly jump back and forth.
Due to Luowasha’s [Narrative Anchor Point] following the protagonist, when Su Ming’an arrives at the [Dark Side], all major events occur on the [Dark Side]. Ideally, the [Dark Side] is in deep trouble, while the [Light Side] should remain peaceful. Nonetheless, if the [Dark Side] is destroyed, the [Light Side] will perish along with it.
Su Ming’an switched his perspective and saw a head explode before his eyes.
"Boom——!"
Blood splattered across his face.
...What’s going on?
Warm blood trickled down his cheeks, and Su Ming’an’s mind froze.
He was in a room styled like Ancient Europe, before his eyes lay a blood-red carpet, intricate brocade, and dimly burning candlelight.
The full-length mirror reflected his appearance—brown-black hair, brown-black eyes, wearing a headscarf, sporting handsome features, dressed in a dark coat. It was the look of Wang Xingkong.
In front of him knelt a woman, wearing an electronic wristband displaying the number [Survival Time: 1 minute]. She knelt down to beg for mercy, crying bitterly: "I beg you! Number 87 Participant, give me a little [Survival Time]! An hour is enough! Please, I’ll do anything!"
...Participant?
Su Ming’an gradually realized... this, is within the Disciple Game?
Beside him, he heard a somewhat familiar young voice speaking to Su Ming’an: "Our survival time is running out too, don’t be a saint, ignore her begging."
Then, a pair of hands reached over, gently covering Su Ming’an’s eyes.
In his ears was only the "beep beep beep" of the countdown, along with the woman’s increasingly loud cries, as she tugged at Su Ming’an’s trouser leg and desperately tried to pull his wristband.
"I have a daughter who’s waiting for me to return home, she’s born with heart disease and needs a lot of money, that’s why I joined this game. Please, give me some [Survival Time], I wish to live—" the woman wailed.
"Beep beep, beep beep, beep beep beep——" the electronic sound grew more intense.
Su Ming’an reached out his hand, wanting to remove the hands covering his eyes, but those hands were extremely resolute, accompanied by a gentle voice: "Don’t be soft-hearted, she is ultimately our competitor. Since joining this game, you must be prepared."
The next moment, all pleas stopped.
"Boom——!"
A piercing explosion sounded, warm blood splattered across Su Ming’an’s cheeks.
After the blast quieted, the hands covering Su Ming’an’s eyes slowly loosened.
Su Ming’an opened his eyes to see a horrifying scene—the woman’s half body lay on the ground, her head blown to pieces, her wrist’s electronic wristband showed [Survival Time: 0 minutes. Judged as dead.]
A thick smell of blood assaulted them, Wang Xingkong’s body felt nausea, a wave of bile rose.
The person beside him gently patted Su Ming’an’s back: "Do you feel better?"
Su Ming’an suppressed the discomfort in his body and turned his head.
In view was a young man with black hair down to his ear, bright apricot eyes, soft features, dressed in a long white shirt, with deep circles under his eyes. He looked like a sunny youth, but his expression concealed a coldness.
Su Ming’an slowly recognized the person: "...Xiao Su?"
After the Luowasha Reset, he hadn’t seen Xiao Su again, now unexpectedly encountering Xiao Su from the Wang Xingkong Perspective.
Su Ming’an remembered, he hadn’t continued participating in the Disciple Game, but Xiao Su should indeed continue playing.
Su Ming’an glanced around, the surrounding environment was similar to an ancient castle, probably the fourth or fifth stage. He felt slightly guilty, it seemed even without him, Xiao Su could independently pass through challenges.
Moreover, after the Luowasha Reset, Xiao Su probably doesn’t remember him, unless Xiao Su had an adventure that preserved the memory.
"Hmm? Why do you look unfamiliar?" Xiao Su smiled, patting Su Ming’an’s shoulder: "Wang Xingkong, we’re battle companions, if you feel unwell, let me know quickly."
Su Ming’an felt slightly relieved, Xiao Su somehow became friends with Wang Xingkong, which was good, as he feared taking away all Xiao Su’s friends, leaving Xiao Su lonely.
Only, he vaguely sensed, Xiao Su had grown somewhat cold after passing through alone, but it wasn’t very noticeable, still reminded him of the early naive Xiao Su always saying "friends, friends."
The time in the Wang Xingkong Perspective was nine hours slower than the main perspective, which proved to be a breaking point.
"Are you okay? Friend." Xiao Su offered a white handkerchief to him: "Wipe the blood on your face."
Su Ming’an took the handkerchief and wiped, glimpsing at the electronic wristband on his wrist: [Survival Time: 30 minutes].
It appeared the rules of this stage required snatching others’ wristbands, accumulating sufficient Survival Time, and the last to survive becomes the winner. If Survival Time is zero, then one would die explosively like the woman on the ground.
A classic battle royale game rule. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖
He checked the time, it was three AM, slower than [Dark Side] at twelve noon.
Everyone shared a facet in both [Light Side] and [Dark Side], meaning he might even meet the [Light Side] Noel nine hours ago.
According to the situation where the Angel Line Su Ming’an from [Light Side] got killed, but the Demon Line Su Ming’an from [Dark Side] survived, killing [Light Side] Noel shouldn’t affect the survival of [Dark Side] Noel. However, the Master of the End of All Things only targeted [Dark Side] while ignoring [Light Side], suggesting some chain effect existed between the light and dark sides.
Earlier, Su Ming’an passed through the screen from [Light Side] to [Dark Side], encountering a room full of fan girls. This proved mutual traversal was feasible.
Su Ming’an suddenly felt his spirit energized.
——Noel had emphasized "no hidden agenda," starting from [Dark Side] Noel, but if Noel knew the concept of Light and Dark Sides from the beginning, leaving a resort with [Light Side] Noel, simply waiting for Su Ming’an’s perspective switch...
"What am I thinking..." Su Ming’an pressed down his emotions, indeed hoping Noel would recreate a "Puppet Master" miracle, but it was merely his assumption.
Better not harbor too high expectations anymore.
Xiao Su crouched down, examined the woman’s exploded corpse.
Su Ming’an switched back to the main perspective.
Because he wondered, if he switched to Wang Xingkong Perspective, who operated the main perspective? He previously possessed Sique, thus Sique took over his main perspective. But now in his original body, where would the second Su Ming’an come from to take over the main perspective?
What he didn’t see was, at the instant he switched back, Xiao Su’s smile slipped for a moment, and his eyes gradually turned gloomy.
"Hey? What happened just now?" Wang Xingkong scratched his head.
"Nothing, nothing happened." Xiao Su calmly replied, took back the handkerchief.
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