Welcome to Rewind World Game-Chapter 1570: Final - · Seafaring Arc [42] · "I Miss You, Lao An.
In the corner, Su Ming’an is helping Hui Zi with her bandages.
She scratched without thinking, couldn’t even pick up a weapon, and ended up scratching her hand open.
"...Thank you." Qianqin approached, glanced at Shi Ying standing with crossed arms in the distance, and whispered to Su Ming’an, "Stay away from that person, she’s killed many people. If you need help, you can walk beside me next."
"Doraemon, are you nice to everyone?" Su Ming’an said as he bandaged.
"Dora...what?" Qianqin was puzzled.
Before she could speak, a sudden sound of footsteps came from the flat ground.
A blue-haired man walked into the hall, looked around, and coldly threatened, "Be quiet, I’ve got some questions for you."
"Who are you, why should we listen to you?" a girl named Song Ziyi retorted.
The blue-haired man remained silent, and in the next moment, a bullet hit the wall, exploding in a cloud of dust, frightening Song Ziyi pale.
"I know someone here knows the answer, tell me where the file on the champion Su Liujin from the zeroth Disciple Game is located. I’ll count to ten, if no one answers, I’ll shoot randomly." The blue-haired man raised his gun and began counting down, "Ten, nine..."
This sight terrified everyone present.
But Su Ming’an recognized that the blue-haired man was - Lu Likalpos.
Was Lu always like this? Or had he stood too high, only seeing a gentle and harmonious side of his teammates?
He remembered some forum highlights from top players of the Fourth Catastrophe, where many of their pass methods were violent. During the seventh instance, Noel didn’t care about the locals, using them for experiments. But subsequent cooperation made teammates form filters, gradually forgetting the bloody scene, only remembering the hills full of sunflowers.
Just like now, asking nicely one by one wastes too much time, Lu chose the quickest method.
"Five, four..."
"Does anyone know?"
"Come on, don’t keep it hidden!"
"That Knight, she must know!"
As people became anxious, Su Ming’an spoke up, "I know, it’s underground."
In the next moment, the drifting blue hair came close, a cold muzzle pressed against his temple, those blue eyes that always showed gentleness now coldly stared at him, "Promise with your life?"
"Promise with my life."
"You’ll come with me." Lu smiled, "If we don’t find it, I’ll blow your head off and throw it in the pool."
In the next moment, Lu tilted his head back, and a knife tip slid down his chest.
A red-haired girl suddenly appeared in front of him, the blade flashing, eyes like a wolf, delivering a flying kick that disarmed Lu’s gun.
"Who allowed you near Little Lemon, he’s my prey." Tian Ying unabashedly uttered a rather crude remark.
Watching this scene, Su Ming’an realized that this should be a form Lu conjured up, Lu’s true form was still outside, and this form’s strength was only comparable to Tian Ying.
"Shi Ying?" Lu squinted.
"...?" Tian Ying also squinted, "How do you know my real name?"
"Amazing how much a person can change. A money-loving girl can transform into this form." Lu turned, "I don’t have much time, won’t get tangled up with you all."
His figure quickly disappeared.
"MD, people who always act superior are the worst!" Tian Ying spat, "Follow him! I want to skin him!"
She pulled Su Ming’an without hesitation and rushed up. The remaining people panicked and regarded Su Ming’an as their lifeline, following him up.
People collectively charged to the basement level, where the staircase ended in a heavy iron door.
Lu kicked it with one foot, with great force, causing bricks to fly as the iron door was sent flying.
This greatly opened Su Ming’an’s eyes, he hadn’t expected Lu to be capable of such simple violence, seeing his teammates’ dual nature.
In sight was a hall containing a circular spinning disc accommodating twelve people.
On the opposite side of the hall was another iron door, and Lu kicked it again, only receiving the system prompt: "Explore further after passing the front area."
"Ding dong ding dong~"
A broadcast voice came through:
"—New game mode [Story Relay] is open, countdown 30 minutes, among you has mixed in a ’demon’, he/she will have certain logical errors when telling a story, please eliminate the ’demon’ promptly. After passing, you can enter the second basement level."
Su Ming’an glanced around, there were twelve people present, just enough to sit in twelve circular spinning discs.
...Supreme Lord, can you not play your Werewolf Killing Game?
Luckily this game is simple, it can be completed quickly.
"Click" Lu tried to fire his gun but it misfired, looks like they can’t leave unless the game is completed.
"Quick and decisive, I’m on a schedule." Lu put on gloves, tapping his fingers on the table, "Tell your stories one by one, no nonsense."
People gradually sat down, Qi Mon’s team recounted their experiences, they were people struggling at the bottom, doing whatever it took for money, making listeners frown.
An unremarkable life, couldn’t discern any logical errors, Lu impatiently rotated his gun, "Next."
Next was Zhou Sheng, drenched in sweat; Qianqin treated him, sparing his life, but even so, his chest was still bleeding, he wiped his cold sweat off his forehead:
"I...my name is Zhou Sheng."
"Ah! It’s that Zhou Sheng!" A girl whispered in surprise nearby, it seemed this big star was quite famous.
"I am a well-known star in Luowasha, I’ve starred in...’World Tree’s Tyrannical Love for Me’, ’Three Lin Brothers Spoiled Me’, ’Lighthouse Jellyfish Cooking Records’ and many other famous plays and won three Golden Magpie Awards, even... even in some of Olivius’s fairy tales, I played a part..." Zhou Sheng coughed.
"Is that all?" Lu smiled indifferently, "Don’t hide anything, clearly explain the background of why you came here."
Though he smiled, it made one shiver.
Zhou Sheng was terrified and flustered, "I...my star path recently hasn’t been smooth due to the approaching world crisis, nobody cares about celebrities anymore, instead, many of my resources have been seized by high-class races."
"I’m just a member of the Ragdoll Cat Clan, no matter how famous, I’m just a money-making tool for the high-class races...cough, cough, cough! I can’t resist them, they can crush me with a finger..."
"The star-chasing craze in Luowasha is too abnormal...cough, cough! In order to become famous... I have to do all sorts of ridiculous things...crossdressing, eat extremely spicy peppers, with high-class nobles...end up in bed...so painful..."
As he spoke tears began to flow, "Nobody ever asked me if I wanted to be a star...it’s just that I’m from the Ragdoll Cat Clan, liked by others, I was forced to participate in all kinds of activities. My true dream is to be an engineer... I don’t like being scrutinized by so many people..."
He spoke tearily, seemingly genuine.
"A weak man." Tian Ying remarked indifferently, speaking to Su Ming’an, "A friend of mine shares their daily life with me, they are also watched by many but they’ve never cried, they keep thinking of how to embark on a new life path. Unlike this person, he’s completely rotten."
...Hmm?
Su Ming’an glanced sideways at her...but according to last week’s information, this Zhou Sheng is Tian Ying’s friend?
During the hardest times, they communicated across the network, comforting each other, licking their wounds. Tian Ying thought the person on the other end was strong and resilient, not realizing it was just Zhou Sheng’s comforting lie to her. Now, even with the internet friend right in front of her, Tian Ying hasn’t connected the dots.
"Next." Lu said indifferently, looking at the three rescued girls.
"I...my name is Fu Wenwen." A black-haired girl spoke softly, shoulders slumped, "My brother passed away, I’m here to replace him in the game...in the third round I met a good person who helped me a lot...I...I’ve always been lucky, I don’t know anything but have always been rescued by many good people. Maybe...maybe it’s my brother’s spirit watching over me..."
"So wishy-washy, how annoying." Another girl said coldly, "I’m Song Ziyi, a daughter from a branch of the Celestial Clan, if it weren’t for the innate weakness in my wings, none of you would be my match. Anyone willing to be my bodyguard? When I return, I’ll reward you with enough Rol Currency to make you dizzy."
"Heh, if my bodyguards hadn’t lost contact with me, I wouldn’t even be sitting with these poor folks; it’s so dirty."
She brushed off her shoulder, looking disgustedly at Fu Wenwen, "Without this game, you of such low-race status would never sit next to me in a lifetime."
Fu Wenwen sank lower, nearly burying herself into the table.
The last girl’s life was even more ordinary, a typical student, no notable features.
Then it was Qianqin’s turn.
She placed her hand on her chest, her voice hoarse, "I am Dawn Knight Qianqin, disciple of Yijulai’er, junior sister to Olivius."
The name was too daunting, everyone turned their gaze to her in surprise. Even the proud Song Ziyi looked over in shock.
"I never intended to intimidate others with my title, but this is a life-and-death game. If I don’t use a sufficiently daunting title, I’m afraid I can’t make you believe." Qianqin said, "I hope everyone follows me, and I will protect you. Throughout my life, I’ve saved over ten thousand people, wishing for your safety as well."
Her words were steady, and people calmed down.
Su Ming’an also trusted her; Qianqin was a classic knight, adhering to her creed, slashing evil and saving the world. From the first round, he saw her saving people.
At this moment, a husky voice coldly chimed in:
"- Saved over ten thousand people? What about the killings? Why not mention them?"
A silent man raised his eyelids, a scar ran across his face, and he gave a cold smile: "Knight, you crusaded under the name of glory, during the War of Eden, you slew countless enemies, slaughtered soldiers, hailed as ’Saintess Qianqin,’ does this event not exist?"
Qianqin’s face turned slightly pale: "You are..."
"I am an old soldier from the War of Eden. I witnessed you sever my brother’s head in one strike... Haha, isn’t the War of Eden still ongoing intermittently? Human conflicts never cease, and you’re still waging battle as the Dawn Knight." The man touched the scar on his face, speaking grimly: "A few days ago, you led a great victory, confronted the World Master’s Heir, castigated Hui Chi Pope, killed over a thousand Dark Side soldiers, praised by the Church... Do you think no one knows about it?"
The crowd fell silent.
If this were true... then Qianqin’s kill count might be the highest among them. Even evil Tian Ying and Qi Mon couldn’t compare.
Song Ziyi instantly stepped back, feeling covered in blood, incredibly disgusted.
"The so-called righteous knight is actually such an executioner..." she shivered.
... World Master’s Heir? Su Ming’an was puzzled, when did Su Wenjun have a child?
He’s been chasing the gods for the past few days, unaware of what’s happening internally in Luowasha; apparently, it’s quite bustling.
Qianqin fiddled with a pendant, and after a moment said:
"I won’t defend my killings."
"I am a knight, I am a soldier, I believe in glory. On the battlefield, one must fight for faith and the kingdom."
"Perhaps in my kingdom’s eyes, I am a warring saintess, a hero. But to the enemy, I am an executioner. If I claim my actions are to end the war and bring peace, you would surely snort in disdain, but truly, my heart thinks so."
She hammered her chest with her fist:
"I killed the enemy’s poison gas researchers to prevent gas bombs from falling and devastating life."
"I killed the enemy’s messengers to prevent them from deploying high-class races, to prevent thousands of civilians from becoming displaced under a single dragon breath."
"Killing to protect life — I adhere to this saying, yet I’m deeply aware of my heavy sins."
"I... am not a hero, nor are my actions righteous; I acknowledge this."
"I’m done talking; next one, please."
Next, it was Hui Zi’s turn.
However, people were still immersed in complex feelings about Qianqin.
Su Ming’an was curious about Hui Zi’s story, wishing to complete her [Twelve Stories·If I Hadn’t Seen the Light].
"...The story I want to tell is about a girl living in the countryside." However, Hui Zi did not speak about her story, instead narrating the tale of a girl possessed by an awakener: "I have a sister named Tao’er, she believes in the only god on the mountain, townsfolk say it’s an Evil God, but Tao’er insists it’s a beautiful and powerful ocean deity named Najasha."
"Tao’er often told me she disliked the rain; it’s sticky. Najasha then made her a pouch that absorbed moisture. When she carried it, no longer fearing the wet weather."
"Tao’er envied fancy dresses, and Najasha wove her an ice-blue dress like a beautiful witch. When Tao’er wore it, even the naughtiest children gathered around her."
"Najasha only needs to eat humans to heal and leave the mountain. Yet, to protect the town Tao’er loves, it refuses to eat humans, preferring to wait over sixty years to restore its divine power, solely relying on her faith for survival."
"The kindness between the god and the girl is mutual fulfillment."
"Days passed one by one, townsfolk started disappearing, and they claimed the Evil God was eating people, only Tao’er insisted it wasn’t Najasha."
"Until one day, a girl named ’Little Fortune Star’ held an assembly, gathering all townsfolk. She claimed pressing a red button would send a signal to the universe, bringing happiness and well-being. But in fact, she was an extraterrestrial visitor, transmitting a signal to pinpoint for invaders."
"Naive townsfolk believed her, stepped forward, ready to press the button."
"At this moment, kind Tao’er rushed up, blocking the button with her body, telling them: ’Don’t press it! It’s a trap!’"
"The townsfolk ignored her warning, instead, her ice-blue dress seemed like a witch’s guise. Thinking of the recent disappearances and their hatred for the mountain’s Evil God, intensified by Little Fortune Star’s embellishment... Townsfolk raised hoes and sickles, slashing towards the innocent girl..."
Su Ming’an slowly nodded, this story is exactly the same as the situation he experienced. Next, Tao’er exploded with the witch’s power, blocking the townfolk. Najasha arrived in time to save Tao’er and sent her to the Capital City for Li Mingyue to take care of.
However, Hui Zi’s next words were no longer the same:
"...How can a weak maiden resist a scythe? When Najasha arrived, the girl was already dead in a pool of blood, her flesh and bones mutilated, with only the lone purse remaining intact, only the ice-blue dress was torn to recognize her unrecognizable face as Tao’er."
"She feared rain the most, yet she fell in the rainwater, nowhere clean. Her hands, legs, and neck were all broken. She was the kindest person, even the deities of the Divine Mountain pitied her, yet no one believed her."
"The scythe fell, again and again, severing her kindness."
"Amidst the torrential rain, Najasha recovered the corpse, losing Tao’er as the only source of faith. To survive, He was forced to break his ’no eating humans’ vow, descending from a Good God to an Evil God, killing the joyful townfolk and taking the corpses back to the ocean."
"He finally, as the townfolk said, became a bloodthirsty Evil God."
"After returning to the ocean, He looked at Tao’er’s disfigured corpse, always thinking: I used to insist on not eating humans, only depending on your weak faith to live, yet playing the good role was so difficult. Wait for me, once I become the antagonist, I will stop all the rain for you, send you to a place where it’s sunny every day, and give you a dress that can’t be pierced by any blade or spear..."
Hui Zi finished speaking, and silence fell around.
Everyone was telling ordinary stories; no one expected to hear such a story.
"So this... is this the reason why Najasha fell to become an Evil God?" Lu murmured. He had fused with Najasha but didn’t know His past.
"So later Tao’er was a replica made by Najasha, the real Tao’er was already dead..." Su Ming’an did not expect the real history to be different from his experience.
What he experienced was akin to a fairy tale ending. Because Bei Wang controlled Najasha, Najasha rescued Tao’er in time, the townfolk were saved, and the Little Fortune Star received the deserved punishment. However, the reality was so realistic.
Next up, it was Su Ming’an’s turn.
He was supposed to tell the story of Li Ziqi. However, he knew nothing about this ordinary maiden.
Suddenly, a familiar voice rang in his ears—
...
"Hey! Finally found you!"
"Why did you come here, my little emperor, is this the Shadow Clone Technique you mentioned about Hokage?"
...When did I mention this, no, this voice is... Su Ming’an was shocked.
"Great Emperor!?"
"It’s me, seeing you so weak, the Great Emperor specially came to deliver a cheat for you!" The voice came with a distinct youthful spirit.
...The Great Emperor’s actually quite nice. Li Ziqi’s ability is only ’fruit creation’, luckily the cheat is here.
"Shouldn’t you be on Wang Xingkong now?" Su Ming’an asked.
"Ha, he’s got one, you’ve got to have one too! After all, you’re both ’you’, one is the past, one is the present." The Great Emperor said: "Quickly finish up here, go back to the past to meet me, I miss you, Lao An."
Su Ming’an: "..."
Indeed, the Great Emperor is... naturally sociable.
"Come on, here’s the cheat!" after an enthusiastic voice, the system prompt sounded:
...
[Please roll the dice.]
[Required Points: 3 points (Points > 10 points, replication successful. Points
[The points you rolled: 11 points.]
...
The next moment, Su Ming’an saw a phantom.
The masked executioner Hui Bei stood on the bloody array, holding a bloody piece of flesh, staring at him, with a gaze both affectionate and cold.
...Is this, Li Ziqi’s former perspective?
