Welcome to Rewind World Game-Chapter 1560 - 37: Lessons from the Past

The cooking smoke still lingers, with fine rain falling.

The eaves resemble collapsed stacked stone tablets, and the townfolk are on the brink of exhaustion.

Bei Wang’s white robe billows, looking towards the culprit, Little Fortune Star Hui Zi. Suddenly, Hui Zi’s amethyst eyes changed from indifferent and fierce into a pair of calm eyes like a lake.

...Could it be a new Dream Patrol Family? Bei Wang raised his palm warily towards the girl.

"Bei Wang, I’ll be brief, I’m Su Ming’an." Hui Zi said, "I have something to ask you."

"...?" Bei Wang was stunned, his palm froze in mid-air.

"You’re a genius, Bei Wang."

"...?" Bei Wang tilted his head with a visible question mark appearing above it.

"No matter the situation, you can fall asleep safely, even experiencing sleep within sleep, which is not something ordinary people can do."

"...Hmm." Though uncertain of the situation, Bei Wang nodded in acceptance of the compliment. Suddenly, Bei Wang asked, "What’s your Immortal’s Talisman called?"

Su Ming’an reacted quickly, "Transfer Object, New Creation."

"Hmm." Bei Wang nodded, seemingly temporarily acknowledging Su Ming’an’s identity.

"Logically, a place based on ’dreams’ would greatly resonate with you. You’ve dreamt for so long; have you ever encountered a strange dream?" Su Ming’an posed the question.

"A strange dream?" Bei Wang pondered, "Cotton candy walking on the ground. Witches competing in cat’s cradle. Cars flying in the sky. I even dreamt that we were in a classroom, and you were the cooking class teacher..."

"Not that kind." Su Ming’an didn’t expect Bei Wang’s dreams to be so vivid, and described: "It’s a deep purple dreamscape, with flying whales, flowing streams, and many people walking inside..."

Previously, he didn’t know how crucial the Lord of Dreams was, but upon reflection, since it’s called "Lord of Dreams" and not something else, it should be related to dreams. To say Bei Wang is the most capable of sleeping would be arrogant, but with occupational enhancement, he’s definitely among the top. Besides Bei Wang, Yuanyuan also fits, though she hasn’t encountered the Lord of Dreams, possibly due to high-dimensional interactions.

"I’ve had over tens of thousands of dreams. I’ve dreamt of that kind more than ten times." Bei Wang said, "However, I barely remember what happened in the dreams."

Su Ming’an widened his eyes.

...Tens of thousands of dreams, all remembered?

Suddenly, he understood why in the "World Book" display, only the dialogue with Bei Wang was "unobservable," because here is directly connected with the Lord of Dreams.

"Having the same dream multiple times, don’t you find it strange?"

Bei Wang looked back at him as if saying, what’s strange about that.

He dreamt about witches, dreamt of dancers, dreamt about mechanical workers, even if these dreams are only experienced once, he would record their forms upon awakening.

"Life is merely a journey between dreams and reality." Bei Wang said, "Sleeping is going, waking is returning."

Su Ming’an gazed at his eyes covered in mist, suddenly inspired: "Can you take me there? To that dream."

Logically, this is fantastical, two people can’t share the same dream. Bei Wang, however, didn’t hesitate to extend his hand, like a child believing in miracles and fairy tales, uttering words:

"Let’s try."

Su Ming’an grasped Bei Wang’s hand, the icy eyes quickly dimming, then slowly closing, entering sleep with remarkable speed. Su Ming’an, feeling exhausted, soon closed his own eyes.

At this moment, a female villager stood up and looked around, "Su Ming’an! Su Ming’an?"

It was Xiber who had shuttled together, looking at the fallen duo and sighing, "Why did they fall asleep... Oh well, luckily I came along."

With that, she drew a large knife, resembling a long red spear, and guarded them.

...

Su Ming’an opened his eyes.

Under the blue and pink sky, the dream realm was vast, full of flowing whimsical sights, with jellyfish dragging long tails, fish linked head to tail, and flying birds sleeping amidst soft sand.

Standing in the flowing stream, the white-haired young man stood beside him, shoulders adorned with starlight.

...Really entered.

Su Ming’an immediately became cautious; surely it wasn’t this simple.

He noticed Bei Wang’s expression becoming momentarily hazy, as if dreaming, with a slow response to calls.

No wonder Bei Wang said he doesn’t remember what happened in the dream; it turns out it’s truly a dreaming state, but Su Ming’an is fully awake.

Their movement didn’t attract much attention, the place was less populated, quite spacious.

Su Ming’an purposely walked past some people, listening to these Awakeners converse.

"...Just great, as long as I recall a few more memories, I can exchange for that ’Dragon King Godly Rich System’." A young man in an oily shirt said excitedly.

"...That’s an entropy increase item developed by Kosona Civilization, allowing people to spend money while earning multiple times that amount. I feel it’s unreliable, better to create money directly using spells." Said a mage robed young man with three eyes, waving dismissively.

"...White robe, I’m from a scientific world, can’t use spells, this scientific system barely edges over." The shirted young man shrugged helplessly, "Unlike you, who summons spells with a wave."

"...Alas." A girl in plain clothes sighed, "Not as miserable as I am, my ’Civil Representative Koi System’ is severely restricted, still stuck at slapping village elders, occasionally creating a few eggs, yet to meet a general in distress who suits my heart."

"...With such abilities, why expect a handsome general? Self-reliance isn’t bad, being a major protagonist isn’t bad either." Another urban woman with horns said, resembling a transformed animal.

"...Alas, times are harsh, I’m not a mighty man, nor do I have a powerful ’Eavesdropping Heart System’, currently only able to create eggs, relying where I must. If any of you come from high-level civilizations, send me a Star Destroyer Cannon and I’ll be invincible." The plain girl spread her hands, eyes fixed on other beings.

"...Cough, if I really did, your world would be in chaos, entropy increase would spike, the Lord of Dreams wouldn’t spare me." Replied an iron-gray mechanic, "We can only exchange with limitations here."

"...Thus, mine at least is more active than the ’Good Pregnancy System,’ where someone named Beef Sauce gained status by having ten children, it’s her choice, but I can’t use it." The plain girl said.

"...The ’Check-in System’ developed by Fro Civilization is also simple, just arrive at a location to check in and receive props." A colorful hexagonal entity spoke, its mouth like intricate gears.

"...That’s not very safe, randomly sharing one’s civilization coordinates for check-in rewards. It seems more like Fro Civilization’s conspiracy, merely releasing daily items to access check-in worlds." Another moon-white jelly-like object twisted, emitting a sticky sound.

Su Ming’an’s gaze fleetingly swept past these strange, uncommon lives.

A life is a civilization, an era.

Luowasha’s "Golden Finger" is indeed distributed by the World Tree, but the source turns out to be here. Hui Zi’s Blessed Star Koi System clearly resembles that of the plain girl.

Golden Fingers, seemingly a gift from the heavens, can be traced back to their origins. They are props created by other civilizations using information disparity, appearing in lower-level civilizations through this transit hub, becoming things akin to "miracles."

"Hey, have you heard?" At this moment, the young man in the shirt lowered his voice and said, "The Lord of Dreams has been particularly concerned about a civilization lately."

"You mean Luowasha?" The horned woman obviously had heard of this world: "Renowned and impressive, this civilization ranks high, very unique, and the World Game is currently stationed here."

"You mean that Universe Organ World Game!" The plain girl covered her mouth in surprise: "I heard it’s especially dangerous. Will it come to my world?"

"You were born too late, the World Game has already been there." The age-worn three-eyed mage said lightly: "Your civilization is called Terra Star, right? The Eastern Civilization World has been perfectly saved already, so the Universe Organ responsible for entropy reduction won’t go there a second time."

"Where is it perfect? There’s still a whole bunch of problems. Isn’t it only perfect if there’s no destructive crisis? There are still many people living in dire straits, the conflict between the underground army and the regular army is unresolved, people get shot holding newspapers, people spend a lifetime hauling and selling chariots, people die clutching smoke guns on the streets." The plain girl lamented.

Her earlier words sounded innocent and naive, but now her speech faintly showed some perspective.

"Who knows how they judge what’s perfect? Maybe it’s because the dramatic ups and downs of your civilization have ended, and it’s about to enter monotonous normal development." The young man in the shirt coughed once.

Suddenly, he glanced around, leaned over, and lowered his voice: "...You know what? Among us Awakeners, there are players of the World Game. And within the civilization the Lord of Dreams is always concerned about, there is a person from the World Game who is the most powerful. By the way, Little Cai Yi, your civilization was saved by him initially. He is your historical ’Commander Su Mosheng.’

"Ah, it was him..." The plain girl covered her mouth. This name was thunderously familiar in her civilization, the most glorious page in the history books.

During the chaotic warlord era, this person suddenly arrived with the extraordinary beings, reorganized governance, developed arms, resisted invasions, vigorously banned opium, returned to that smoggy era a clear and bright future.

The unfortunate thing is, after saving everything, this person soon disappeared, taking with him a group of visionaries, and that golden era gradually faded away. To this day, people in tea houses and alleys still talk enthusiastically about the splendor of that time. People say the government crossed the river and destroyed the bridge by assassinating him.

"His real name is Su Ming’an, right? Many of us know him." The jelly said stickily.

"It’s a shame he’s not an Awakener. How strange, he’s so powerful, yet not an Awakener?" The mechanical screen flickered, as if its eyes were moving.

"Actually, I faintly feel the Lord of Dreams seems to randomly select among different civilizations, but there still should be certain conditions to be met. Do you think, the Lord of Dreams gathered us here truly to escape the pursuit and obliteration by the Doom of All Things?" The three-eyed youth touched his chin.

"Cough." The young man in the shirt said seriously: "Don’t say strange things, the Lord will hear."

The few of them closed their mouths, silently.

Su Ming’an pretended to stroll, but was actually eavesdropping.

Their conversation was only at the level of ordinary people. Even so, they were chosen as Awakeners by the Lord of Dreams, had the opportunity to exchange for Golden Fingers, and became the protagonists of their civilization.

And I seem to be quite famous among the Awakeners. Upon reflection, it seems Awakeners and the Dream Patrol Family are intersecting entities, the former belonging to the Lord of Dreams, the latter to the Supreme Lord. Like this girl possessing Hui Zi, she’s both an Awakener and a Dream Patrol Family member.

At this moment, a figure stepped through the stream and stood before Su Ming’an.

It was a white-haired youth, with dark green eyes and slightly long sideburns. He held a tea pot and looked at Su Ming’an: "Little Fortune Star?"

Su Ming’an’s eyes moved.

——Lü God!

Lü God, who once flamboyantly wrote "Death of Butterfly" in the first stage of the Disciple Game, vanished after Lü Shu completely took control of his body, yet appeared in the dream realm.

Those green eyes leaned in, asking beside Su Ming’an’s ear: "...How is it? Little Fortune Star, did you successfully strategize Su Ming’an?"

Su Ming’an’s eyes shifted.

Seeing Su Ming’an’s reaction, Lü God lightly furrowed his brow: "Not yet? Is the Blessed Star Koi System that hard to use?" He turned his head: "It’s a pity the Affection Strategy System is with Shi Ying, clearly set with Su Ming’an as a seven-star level strategy target, yet she’s turned away knowing the difficulty, should’ve given that Golden Finger to you."

Shi Ying, huh?

Su Ming’an recalled this girl.

Her actions were very cautious, with eyes only for money, seemingly not like an Awakened person. In other words, although the Lord of Dreams gave her a Golden Finger, they couldn’t interfere with the distribution of World Tree’s Golden Fingers.

"Once strategy succeeds, do you really need to do that to Su Ming’an?" Su Ming’an asked in a probing manner.

"It’s not about killing or roughing him up, just making him an Awakener." Lü God said, "Him not being an Awakener is a hidden danger."

...It seems becoming an Awakener isn’t necessarily a good thing.

Su Ming’an nodded, half-believing, half-doubting. Who knows if Lü God’s words were deliberately said for him to hear?

Moreover, Hui Zi seems very rebellious, never approaching Su Ming’an, showing no intention of completing her task. Yet even if she tries, she’d be repelled by his obnoxiously stubborn nature. To truly gain Su Ming’an’s trust, it isn’t about a comely appearance or ingratiating demeanor, but about a clean soul and sincere love.

"You ask me to strategize, why don’t you strategize yourself?" Su Ming’an mimicked the tone.

"..." Lü God opened his eyes wide.

"Also, doesn’t Tian Yu have a Golden Finger? Doesn’t Mizushima Kawa and Bairan also have Golden Fingers." Su Ming’an pointed out the others, trying to learn if they were involved.

"Mizushima Kawa Sora, huh... The Lord said he plans to bring her in soon, after all she has desires, she has weaknesses." Lü God said.

...Currently, Mizushima Kawa Sora is not yet an Awakener.

Su Ming’an’s mind spun around, continuing to probe: "She probably won’t follow your arrangements."

Lü God shook his head: "She will, her sister is here."

...What?

Su Ming’an was just about to ask, when suddenly lifted his head, sensing an attraction emanating nearby, the sky faintly becoming more colorful, more magnificent, like the colors of the rainbow were about to emerge.

"...!"

Some who were still talking suddenly fell silent, covered their mouths, and looked towards the distance.

At the deep purple end, a figure appeared.

Like a towering mountain, like a deep abyss, shapeless, like fluid.

Millions of eyes, emerging one by one like stars from afar, collectively focused on Su Ming’an, like a spotlight suddenly shining in this place.