Welcome to Rewind World Game-Chapter 1598 - 57: The Sunfish Will Not Come (2)

What greeted the eyes was a blood-stained laboratory, the walls bearing scorch marks.

"It seems Kritchens has already attacked here, Hui Bai and Xiao Bai fought tirelessly to lead the newborn Rin Clan away..." Su Ming’an raised a lantern and entered.

Suddenly, he sensed something amiss, and with a palm, he broke open a more concealed barrier, heading deeper inside, and unexpectedly saw a wall.

On the wall were photographs of a young man with white hair and golden eyes, in various postures — smiling, laughing, softly smiling...

"That is..." murmured the white stone in his arms softly.

"Is that Su Liujin?" Qi Zhou raised an eyebrow: "The legendary Lighthouse Jellyfish."

Su Ming’an stepped closer, touched the photo wall, and suddenly felt a tremendous increase in surrounding suction!

He felt the world spinning around him, as if caught in a temporal vortex, frenzied white light crazily spreading!

"Swish——!"

"Hey, you!" Qi Zhou reached out immediately but failed to pull Su Ming’an.

When Su Ming’an opened his eyes again, he saw a vibrant world, a sky flowing with candy liquid, a sequence of houses covered with honey and cake, a little king with a crown, draped in red cloth, with a pouting countenance and white hair with golden eyes.

"...!"

Beneath Su Ming’an’s feet was a scarlet array.

... What is this all about for him?

With Su Ming’an’s appearance, the array burst forth with dazzling golden light, as if welcoming his arrival.

"Welcome Holy Envoy!" The surrounding people immediately bowed in reverence, encircling Su Ming’an, with extreme respect, some even with tears streaming down.

"Holy Envoy, please help our king, Your Majesty, to win the war!"

"It’s the Holy Envoy of the Golden Legend, bless our Red Tower! Surely, Our Majesty the King will win the ’Great Emperor’s War,’ defeat other nations! Become the ’Luowasha Ultimate Emperor!’ Invincible Red Tower Kingdom!"

"Although Holy Envoy is not of the four great classes: ’Warrior Position,’ ’Archer Position,’ ’Mage Position,’ ’Knight Position,’ but a ’Chanter,’ yet this dazzling golden light speaks for itself!"

Su Ming’an blinked a few times.

Earlier, he sensed temporal fluctuation... Could it be that the counterfeit product of "Time" Authority has gone wrong, transporting him to some point in time? Sique’s stuff is so unreliable.

He immediately opened the "World Book" to have a look and found that he inexplicably moved from "[Chapter Twelve: Dream Weaving Elegy]" to "[Chapter Five: Lighthouse Jellyfish and Sunfish (Available for opening)]," from over one thousand four hundred pages to over four hundred pages.

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"Ding Dong!"

[This page number is special, opens and closes at scheduled times. After closing, you will return to the original page number. Closing countdown: 2 hours.]

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"Ding Dong!"

[You’ve triggered the perfect pass task · Eighth Ring · "Millennium Later, Like God Returning."]

[Task Requirement: Win the war together with the Great Emperor.]

[Task Reward: Awakener Ability*1]

[Task Note: "They all taught me how to become good, become great, become a saint, only you taught me how to be a villain."]

...

Su Ming’an suddenly understood, if his reverse travel equates to completing the "latter half of the book" story, this serves as "extras."

Ninth Story · "The Struggle of the Nameless Ones" corresponds to the Seventh Ring perfect pass task "Borges’ Library," requiring him to return to the Third Level of the Disciple Game.

Tenth Story · "Sunfish Will Not Come" corresponds to the Eighth Ring perfect pass task "Millennium Later, Like God Returning," is the current time point.

"Two tasks simultaneously, it’s better this way. Completing these two tasks, it’s almost time to confront the Lord of Dreams directly." Su Ming’an mused: "Here it’s like the Night Meeting of the Ninth World, I can freely come and go... the white stone acts as a sort of key."

"You—Tell me—"

The little king pointed his scepter at Su Ming’an, his golden eyes akin to the shining sun:

"Holy Envoy, are you my Servant?"

Su Ming’an paused, seeing the people kneeling all around.

It seems he’s been swept into a war called "Great Emperor’s War," akin to Qiongdi, where locals summon cards to assist in battle, cards known as "Holy Envoy." The little king before him is the participant from the Red Tower Kingdom.

Unexpectedly, he has become a card in others’ eyes.

Facing the little king’s question, Su Ming’an stayed true to his principles: "I am the Lighthouse God, Old God Asasto, Old Leader, Torch of Wasteland, Lord of Dawn a hundred and two years ago, Cloud City God of Pulaya thousands of years later..."

The little king was stunned, flipping through the textbook in his hand: "Strange, I haven’t summoned so many people..."

Su Ming’an stepped out of the array, meeting the reverent gazes of the people.

Suddenly, he noticed an abnormality in his height. He looked down and saw he was wearing an oil paint shirt, with several gold coins in his pocket.

... This isn’t his body.

He suddenly felt familiar, rummaging through the clothes — Isn’t this the shirt young man from the Awakener’s dream who possesses the "Godly Rich System"? He’s possessed this guy.

"Let’s go Holy Envoy... No, Lighthouse God, I’ll introduce you to my country!" The little king grabbed Su Ming’an’s hand.

"Great Emperor..." Su Ming’an murmured.

"I’m not the Great Emperor yet. To win this war, I’ll be the real Great Emperor!"

"What era is this?"

"I know you cards come from different ages, we’re in the Second Epoch."

"What are the conditions for victory in the campaign?"

"Luowasha has nine nations participating, each nation will summon a card, whoever survives until the end can make a wish to Mother Goddess Kritchens!"

Su Ming’an lowered his eyes in thought.

Everything before his eyes was absurdly surreal, the battle seemed child-like, but again entangled with the Radiant Mother God...

Su Liujin introduced the streets and alleys of the Red Tower, as they walked through, flowers and fruits were tossed towards them, young women waved embroidered scarves, young men cheered and clapped, seemingly the Great Emperor is a highly popular king.

The sky seemed to flow with honey, houses adorned with cream and cake.

"Under my governance, the Red Tower Kingdom thrives!" Su Liujin boasted.

People cheered:

"Emperor Liu Jin! Emperor Liu Jin! Emperor Liu Jin!"

"Holy Envoy! Holy Envoy! Holy Envoy!"

Su Ming’an frowned as he walked past.

They arrived at the palace, a splendidly dressed young man with blond hair and blue eyes looked over.

"This is the current Prime Minister, Hui Bai." Su Liujin introduced.

"Greetings, Holy Envoy, His Majesty entrusts this campaign to you." Hui Bai smiled and bowed.

Su Ming’an: "...Hello."

In the corridor, a person with a stern countenance passed by, Su Liujin immediately waved: "Teacher! Teacher!"

A young man with golden hair and turquoise eyes turned back, dressed in a plain white robe, holding a scroll, with a scholarly demeanor.

"This is the Imperial Master, Mr. Hui Bei." Su Liujin introduced.

"Holy Envoy." Hui Bei gave a slight bow.

Su Ming’an: "...Hello."

Beside the court was the chapel, its spired architecture seemed to reach the sky. At the chapel entrance, a young man with golden hair and red eyes smiled gently, distributing bread to children by the fountain.

"This is Bishop Hui Chi," Su Liujin said.

"Hello, Holy Envoy... You are a ’Chanter’ by class, are you? It seems you are also listening to the Father God’s voice," Hui Chi said with a smile, drawing a cross on his chest.

"Whom do you serve...?" Su Ming’an asked.

"The creator of endless radiance and light, the great Mother Goddess— Lady Kritchens," Hui Chi replied warmly.

Su Ming’an’s frown deepened.

"Look, that’s the Castle Knight Commander!" Su Liujin waved high: "Hui Cheng! Sister Hui Cheng!"

Hearing this, a valiant female knight turned around. Her chest armor carved with sun patterns, a long golden ponytail, her eyes as brilliant as the sun’s yellow, strikingly vivid.

"Did Your Majesty summon the Holy Envoy today?" Hui Cheng approached, her armor clanging, clapping her hands in relief: "That’s great, even though it’s not one of the four major classes, the Holy Envoy looks strong, I’m confident Red Tower will win this time."

...Hui Cheng? Su Ming’an nodded: "Hello, I am the Lighthouse God."

"Hello." Hui Cheng said: "By the way, Your Majesty, Sister Hui Zi is about to visit the neighboring country. What gift do you want?"

"Her Excellency Hui Zi is the Foreign Minister of the Red Tower," Su Liujin explained quickly: "I want a Sunfish plush! I heard Kela Country’s plushies are particularly nice!"

"Okay." Hui Cheng smiled and nodded.

Su Liujin also took Su Ming’an to the residential area, entering a pitch-black building.

He knocked on the door, and a young man with golden hair and black eyes wearing a long black robe with a silver cross opened it.

"This is Hui Mo, in charge of intelligence, assassination, and inspection," Su Liujin proudly said.

Su Ming’an finally spoke: "...Does your country rely solely on the Hui Family? I’ve seen no other ministers, mostly minor officials and soldiers."

"Your Majesty doesn’t need other sly individuals," Hui Mo smiled: "With me in the shadows, Hui Bei as the teacher, Hui Chi managing divine power, Hui Bai overseeing politics, Hui Cheng in charge of the military, Hui Zi managing diplomacy... it’s enough."

...Isn’t this absurd? How can a nation run on just a few people?

But this is Luowasha, a world constructed by words, where even the most magical things can exist if written down.

"What does the Great Emperor handle?" Su Ming’an asked.

"We bear all burdens. The Great Emperor needs only to be an emperor and enjoy a happy life," Hui Mo calmly replied. "The World Tree loves him, the gods favor him, and we accompany him. Throughout his life, he shall be healthy and joyful, with many delights."

"If he’s bored, he’ll listen to songs, and Hui Bai will take him for strolls. If he’s lonely, Hui Zi and Hui Cheng will lighten his spirits. He also has two distant relatives, Sique and Si Hua, living in the Royal City. Whenever the people see Your Majesty, they’re extraordinarily delighted, tossing fruits into the carriage is common. When Your Majesty goes out, he returns covered in flowers."

"Moreover, he possesses a divinely granted undying and immortal body, requiring only ease of mind. The Holy Fruit will manifest blessings for us. We will always protect his joy, health, and make him the eternal Great Emperor of Luowasha."

"He only needs happiness."

Su Ming’an glanced at Su Liujin’s serene golden eyes.

"You’re curious about the Holy Fruit, right? Don’t worry, there’s no pain. Just with a thought from me—" Su Liujin extended his hand, a golden candy suddenly appearing in his palm, offered to Su Ming’an: "Eat this and you’ll grow stronger!"

"No loss?" Su Ming’an distinctly remembered that during the Disciple Game of the Fourth Epoch, Su Liujin needed to bleed to create Holy Water, becoming extremely weak.

"None needed," Hui Mo smiled. "As long as Your Majesty is happy, that’s what matters."

Because the Great Emperor is the Great Emperor, if not even this can be done, how can he be the Great Emperor?

...

Two hours sped by without any significant events.

Su Ming’an had to depart.

"Great Emperor, I will return," Su Ming’an said. He had already sensed the oddities here, suspecting it was a trap with Hui Zi and Qi Zhou unable to be summoned.

But the mission required him to help the Great Emperor win the war; the path seemed correct.

"When will you return?" Su Liujin looked at him.

Su Ming’an wasn’t sure when this "epilogue" would unfold: "Maybe soon, maybe after a while."

"When you leave, if another card attacks me..." Su Liujin looked at him.

"—Haha, so this is the Chanter class card?" Suddenly, as if responding, a male voice sounded from the glistening eaves of the court.

The newcomer had flowing golden hair, bright blue eyes, bearing wings, radiant as the sun.

Su Liujin immediately held Su Ming’an tighter, looking at the person: "I heard that a commoner from the neighboring Bihai Kingdom summoned a ’Mage’ class card, with golden wings, is it you?"

"Oh? You can even recognize my class; let me tell you then, I am the Undying Phoenix!" The golden-haired youth laughed.

"What! It’s actually the Undying Phoenix!!!" Su Liujin looked shocked.

"You know it?" Su Ming’an asked.

"Never heard of it." Su Liujin snapped out of his shocked expression.

Phoenix was infuriated, pointing at Su Liujin: "Fine! Fine! Red Tower King, it seems my master only wanted me to test intelligence. Looks like today it’s necessary to teach you a lesson!"

Su Ming’an sighed.

...Can we stop this nonsense already... What are we doing here...

He raised his hand, pointing at Phoenix.

Although he was in an Awakener’s body, the moment Su Ming’an possessed it, he realized he had a particular skill—throwing money at people.

"Clatter—"

In an instant, countless gold coins fell from the sky, burying Phoenix in a flash.

The next moment, the two hours concluded.

Su Ming’an opened his eyes, finding himself still standing in front of a wall.

A densely packed collection of Su Liujin’s photos covered the wall, smiling, laughing... every ancient and yellowed photo was smiling, as if he could only smile.

"What happened, just now?" Qi Zhou still maintained the stance of holding Su Ming’an.

"Only a moment passed..." Su Ming’an realized, even though two hours went by in the Great Emperor’s world, it was just an instant here.

Suddenly, he noticed his Creator level had turned to A.

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"Ding Dong!"

You have gained someone who believes in you wholeheartedly, granting an ability evolution.

...

No matter how he tried to convince Hui Zi, Xiber, and Qi Zhou, they never completely believed, his Creator level remained at B. Yet, just mentioning it to the Great Emperor confirmed his identity...

Su Ming’an closed his eyes, recalling that solitary smile in the sea.

Upon reopening his eyes, his gaze burned intently.

"Let’s move forward."

"Onward."

To meet that old friend—Shen Xue.

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