Welcome to Rewind World Game-Chapter 1529 - 6: Make Me Your Home

White door.

A black and white piano stopped in the lake.

"Splish—splash—"

A pair of boots stepped into the lake, causing ripples. Su Ming’an, covered by a red hood, steadied his mask and walked forward.

Several lambs carrying incense burners stared at him curiously, hopping along behind.

"Knock, knock, knock."

The fingers bent to knock, the white door opened.

A figure bathed in all kinds of lights emerged, its image leaping between elderly, children, men, women, and animals, finally settling as a lady with rose-colored curled long hair and eyes charming as flowers. She opened her eyes, revealing a subtle gaze:

"...Have you come to surrender? You’ve finally thought it through? Most of what you value is trivial on the scale of the universe. After integrating with the World Game, your lifespan will be limitless..."

"No, I’m here to ask a question." Su Ming’an calmly said.

—Combining his own power with that of the Cloud City God, the two First Level Gods, he came to the lake of the World Game, knocking on the white door. This action was like voluntarily surrendering; he violated the rules by actively walking into the territory of the World Game.

"Inquiry?" The lady’s eyebrows showed a smile: "I thought you came to admit defeat, yet you still want to ask me a question?"

The corner of the brilliant robe swayed as Su Ming’an removed the clown mask.

—Revealing a face covered in blood, almost unrecognizable.

Lin Yin’s healing was effective; due to continuous disintegration of flesh, this face had already decayed once and was now restored to its original appearance. Su Ming’an searched his pocket, wanting to find something to wipe away the blood but didn’t have the habit of carrying a towel.

A sheep trotted across the water to him.

It had pure white wool, its eyes showing some pity, as if suggesting he bury his face in it.

Su Ming’an didn’t stain the sheep’s wool. He tore a piece of the robe’s corner and wiped his face, reapplying the mask.

Under the bright and piercing smile of the mask, he looked at Xiao Na.

Xiao Na gently furrowed her brows.

"As you can see, I’m afraid I won’t last long. Without my teammates desperately protecting me, my very soul would be extinguished." Su Ming’an said: "Before setting off, I want to talk with you one last time."

He tightened the mask so it adhered perfectly to his chin, preventing any blood from showing:

"Every action of life is based on desire."

"World Game’s brain gave Zhai XIng ten billion chances; whether humans lose or win, you do not suffer loss, as you either gain Zhai XIng or successfully clear Luowasha, the instance which troubled you all for a long time."

"Personally, I hope for the latter and don’t need you to intervene or assist me, only need you to answer one question."

In the empty lake, Su Ming’an’s calm voice rang out:

"—How can the master of the world become completely integrated with the world?"

Xiao Na’s pupils shrank.

Her throat released a low, ambiguous, and undefined intonation.

"His soul, his authority, his energy and flesh, his faith, his everything... all thoroughly integrated with the world." Su Ming’an stared into her eyes, seating himself on the piano bench, slightly reclining his back, hands placed tightly together on his thighs:

"Is this thought achievable?"

"Could it leave space for those abandoned, bringing them along?"

The sheep tilted its head, treading over the water.

Xiao Na slowly raised her hand, wearing a black veil hat; the veil blocked her eyes: "How did you come up with this method?"

"World Tree." Su Ming’an said: "Before Hui Bai and the others arrived at Luowasha, the World Tree already existed there. So, I thought..."

His gaze suddenly turned sharp:

"—Is there a possibility that the World Tree once was Luowasha’s ’World Master’?"

"It once faced a situation similar to mine, and to protect more people, it... or he or she decided to transform from an independent life into World Consciousness, becoming a tree wholly integrated with Luowasha. It could never leave, forever rooted here."

"Thus, though it has Wisdom, it is sometimes lucid, sometimes not."

The lady with the black veil hat slightly bowed her head, revealed bright red lips, lips slightly adhering, and opened to speak: "Your guess lacks logic; couldn’t it be that the World Tree has a ’brain’?"

"Yes, I also believe the World Tree has a ’brain’, helping it make decisions when bereft of Wisdom, like granting a Golden Finger, like rating stories." Su Ming’an said: "According to Sique’s memory, that ’brain’ should be named—"

"’Captain Mu.’

...

[Sique leans on the table, smiling as he speaks to the gradually departing white figure:]

["I look forward to seeing who you choose as the ’new protagonist.’ Though, I think it’s hard for anyone to surpass Su Ming’an."]

["Goodbye, talking with you was most unpleasant."]

["Captain Mu."]

...

"What can that prove?" Xiao Na asked.

"Furthermore." Su Ming’an said: "I noticed Yijulai’er’s identity is dubbed ’Watchers’, while Noel Agnini’s special identity is also called ’Watchers.’"

"So."

He lowered his raised leg, sitting properly:

"’World Master’ World Tree’s final two companions are a brain named ’Captain Mu’ (related to Lü Shu) and a Guardian identified as ’Watchers’ (related to Noel)."

"It’s hard not to make connections."

"I don’t think this relates to The Original theory; it should be that every civilization’s leader at the end follows a setup similar to brain + Guardian. Regarding the name ’Captain Mu,’ it either comes from leftover remnants from a cycle, an inter-dimensional spectator product, or Sique’s rewriting. Whether it’s unrelated to Lü Shu or not, it doesn’t concern us."

Silence lasted for a time.

Under the black veil hat, Su Ming’an could vaguely see the lady’s gaze turning from hard to slightly soft, followed by resignation.

"...In such roundabout logic, you figured it out." Xiao Na no longer concealed.

"After all, with the Ruined World’s ’The Republic’, Su Xiaobi is Chao Yan, the Holy City is the Cloud City of ten thousand years ago, Hui Bai is the Number One Player of the first cycle... these jaw-dropping pearls before, without thinking broadly, one would end up being played around." Su Ming’an said.

"So you wish to emulate." Xiao Na said: "You want..."

Several sheep gathered, tilting their heads to watch them.

Incense lingered, emanating a Holy and ancient vibe.

Su Ming’an smiled slighting, speaking a sentence—

...

"Exactly."

"I wish,"

"—to become the ’World Tree’ of the New World."

...

[Eleventh World Ruler’s Quest: Question the World Tree, understand the World Tree, become the World Tree.]

...

The World Tree he once criticized for being "tasteless, unintelligent, only capable of consuming and consuming."

The World Tree he once despised for being "as mindless as a beast."

—In the end, in the new world, he himself wishes to become it.

Using himself to fill the gap of 600 points of energy.

As for who becomes the World Master, that’s actually the simplest answer. Whether temporarily handing it over to Su Rin, who is also a First Level God, or to the Second-level God Lu, or to the Third-level God Lü Shu... or having a group of companions shoulder the responsibility together. As long as the order established by Su Mianbao still exists, this new world might not need a deity; the elders of Zhai Xing and the intelligent people are reliable enough to return the world to human hands.

Su Ming’an only needs to ensure he gets everyone aboard the ship, and that’s enough.

After setting sail, whether his consciousness remains or not isn’t necessary.

He can transform into a "big tree" rooted in the new world.

—The World Tree from long ago, he or she, likely held the same thought.

"This way, people like the florist grandma... shouldn’t be left behind..." Su Ming’an thought of that old woman’s gaze toward the distant horizon. She actually wanted to go, take her flowers with her, but just believed young people were more suitable, so she chose to lower her head and no longer gaze at the stars.

He lifted her head so she could see the sky once more.

The sheep rubbed its hooves, Xiao Na had not spoken for a long time.

Around them, dangerous shadows began to appear — the organizers were coming after them.

"Well said." Xiao Na slowly said: "... But why should I tell you the answer?"

Su Ming’an had already thought of the answer, calmly said:

"I’m carrying a lot of bets on me now."

"First, there’s the bet I made with the organizers. Whether Zhai Xing wins or not, I will be taken by Them. Second, there’s the bet I made with you. If I fail to clear the Luowasha instance, I will be taken by the World Game. Third, there’s the original bet the Number One Player Hui Bai made with you; if humanity fails within ten billion reincarnations, Zhai Xing will be taken by the World Game."

"These three bets conflict with each other, similar to the bug with the Perfect Pass wish card. We don’t know which bet will ultimately take precedence, meaning..."

"Let’s first preset a scenario of the Luowasha pass failure."

"If the first bet is prioritized, once I fail the Luowasha pass, you not only lose the chance to complete the Luowasha instance but also lose me, you will have achieved nothing."

"If the second bet is prioritized, you lose the chance to complete the Luowasha instance, but you can take me."

"If the third bet is prioritized, reincarnation will continue, and you’ll still gain nothing, still in a lengthy wait, and Boss Rabbit will still have to keep working."

"Assuming equal probabilities of each judgment, the probability you take me is 33.33%, and the probability you gain nothing is 66.6%."

"On the other hand, we now preset a scenario of the Luowasha pass success."

"In the scenario of Luowasha pass success, whether it’s the first, second, or third bet, the result is similar — you might take me, and Luowasha successfully passes, temporarily liberating the World Game."

"You have a 100% chance to witness the liberation of the World Game, and a 0% chance of gaining nothing, with a certain probability of taking me."

"Xiao Na."

His gaze fixedly looked at her:

"—Are you a risk-taker or a risk-avoider?"

"Would you gamble once for a 33.33% chance of taking me, abandoning 100% benefit?"

The sheep walked in steps, the lake water rippled, only the sound of water in the lake.

Xiao Na was silent for a while, gradually, a smile appeared at the corner of Her lips, She slowly removed Her Black Veil hat, showing respect for Su Ming’an’s words:

"Nice probability reasoning, I was almost swayed, really should let those who think you’re ordinary see this scene."

Her finger gently tapped the white door: "But you preset the bet scenario of three choices in advance, actively ignored the possibility of bets possibly overlapping in effect. Also, in the first scenario of the third case, even if reincarnation continues, I haven’t lost anything, subsequent reincarnations might offer me better circumstances. Hence, the probability of me gaining nothing is much lower than 66.6%."

"However..." Su Ming’an immediately thought of a retort.

"Besides, I actually don’t worry about you running away for good." Xiao Na took out a parchment, densely covered in text, and handed it to Su Ming’an.

Su Ming’an hesitated to take it, glanced it over quickly, his eyebrow twitched.

... Didn’t expect Xiao Na to be so forthcoming, directly giving the answer, he was even prepared to crazily reload back, even the Cloud City God was waiting at the edge of the lake.

"Because even if you merge with the new world." Xiao Na twisted her rose-red long hair: "Even without the constraints of a bet, you might still return to me."

... Does Xiao Na still think, after everything ends, he will actively return to the World Game?

Su Ming’an put away the parchment, not believing such a thing would happen, nodded politely before turning away.

"—Have you really made a complete decision?"

This moment, Xiao Na’s voice came from behind.

Su Ming’an didn’t stop, lightly said:

"Have I... missed anything?"

"Hmm, you did miss something." Xiao Na said: "If you had chosen to move forward at that time, you might have had some other forces able to assist you."

"I see..." Su Ming’an’s eyebrow twitched, blood flowed down his brow bone. If he had moved forward back then...

"But developing in that way, you’d also lose much... You might even..." Xiao Na’s voice paused, not continuing: "From my perspective, you’re better now. But you may not feel that way yourself."

She spoke some words full of profound meaning:

"In any development, you easily regret, easily blame yourself, easily think you haven’t done enough."

"Because there’s never perfection."

"Because we aren’t a game, so a true HE (Happy Ending)... under such extreme conditions for Zhai Xing... doesn’t exist at all."

"Because reality isn’t a fairy tale."

—Reality isn’t a fairy tale.

This sentence runs through the past, through the present, through too much.

"At least, your win rate was lower than 0.02% in the Ruined World initially. And now, because of you, it’s been pushed to nearly 100%." Xiao Na said.

Su Ming’an no longer hesitated, nodded to thank Xiao Na for these words, and walked toward the Cloud City God at the edge of the lake. This waiting deity showed no impatience, nodding to Su Ming’an, his gaze had already changed.

—It seems at this moment, this once inhuman deity completely acknowledged Su Ming’an, after hearing Su Ming’an’s decision spoken aloud.

"Sometimes, for greater things, we indeed abandon some..." Cloud City God hesitantly spoke, seeming to want to comfort him.

"Abandon some..." Su Ming’an responded, elongating the tone.

"Return home."

"Yes, return home."

"Abandon some...’return home’."

They both nodded simultaneously.

He... They let out a hoarse, satisfied, piercing laugh. The clown mask’s colorful mouth corners lifted high, the smile was fervent.

This time, at least he returned home.

He became ’home’.

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