Chapter 1318 One Thousand Three Hundred and Thirteen [Give Me a Camellia. ] (End)
Chapter 1318 Chapter 1313 · [Give me a camellia. ] (End)
The wind was blowing.
After leaving Si Que's dream, Su Mingan sat on the high tower under the setting red sun.
A blank book was spread on his knees.
His fingertips stroked the off-white pages of the book. For a moment, he thought he was still sinking in the dream, but he knew that he was already in reality.
…
[Team player "Yi Song" died. ]
[Team remaining: 8/15]
…
[Team player "Eleven" died. ]
[Team remaining: 7/15]
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[Team player "Bei Wang" died. ]
[Team remaining: 6/15]
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The bright red sunlight fell on his shoulders and back, like a burning fire.
The next moment, he suddenly leaned forward, like a flying bird on fire, and jumped down from the high tower. His hair swayed in the air, like sparks.
The rough wind brushed his skin, and the hot wind boiled his blood. In the silence beside his ears, he recalled the last conversation with Si Que.
...
["Si Que, how should I record them?"]
["When you used [Soul Ferry], how did you "record" it? It's the same now."]
["--But the method at that time was clearly..."]
["This is cruel, I know. You will be regarded as an executioner, a demon, and a madman. People will say: 'Ah, the first player has finally gone crazy, and he has finally attacked his teammates', and some people will say: 'I said that the first player raised these teammates to harvest nutrients for him'--then what?" 】
【“…”】
【“Then you will still do it.”】
【“…”】
【“You will still stubbornly walk into the river.”】
【“…I.”】
【“[It’s not who will allow me, but who can stop me.]——This sentence is very suitable for you. No one can stop you, and those who can stop you are left behind or held in your hands. They don’t allow you to do this, they rush to the cliff themselves, but what about you?”】
【“…”】
【“You are one step ahead of them.”】
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He set off.
Jumped down from the tower and set off towards the future.
The method given by Si Que is very clear-record the day when the red sun descended. The appearance, description, and people’s movements of this day.
The [supporting characters] around the [protagonist], such as Luna, Yamada Machiichi, Mizushima Kawasora, Boris, and some ordinary players… They are all a kind of narrative anchor, and they are scattered all over Luowasha. As long as all these perspectives are recorded, it is equivalent to summarizing the overall picture of the arrival of the red sun.
At that time, when everything is collected, it will be converted into text and told to Si Que.
But Si Que did not say how many times it would take to complete all this, nor did he say how to tell Si Que in the end so as not to reveal that there had been "many times".
When Su Mingan wanted to communicate with Noel, Noel turned and left.
The blue rose cane knocked on the ground, making a distant and crisp sound. Noel did not look back, and his golden hair swam freely under the red sun.
...
["Si Que, after recording all the information, how should we spend the red sun?"]
["Su Mingan, you have a small world."]
["Yes, it's a very basic world with nothing."]
["Your small world is the key to our breakthrough. My idea is to merge the small world with Luo Vasha, and add the Garden of Eden I created, so that we can create a space similar to a pirated game."]
["——World fusion!? "]
["Well, it's a bold idea, isn't it? I got the inspiration when I saw Die Ying constructing a new world before. Die Ying Ying's idea is to create an independent new world, so He worked so hard that He even burned himself to maintain operation. But what if we build a small world on the basis of a mature world? Let Luowasha be the foundation of your small world, which not only maintains the independence of your small world, but also ensures that the small world will not collapse suddenly... Just like a bird's nest built on a tree trunk. When your small world matures, you can completely break away from Luowasha and become independent. "】
【"Borrowing chickens to lay eggs."】
【"Yes, Luowasha is the chicken and the small world is the egg."】
【"... In this way, can we escape the Red Sun? But since the small world and Luowasha have merged, the small world will also be affected by the Red Sun, right? "】
【"Don't worry, listen to me. I suspect that the coming of the Red Sun is a "triggered death mechanism for all" - do you still remember the fifth world Minghui?"】
【"I remember. If the talent blood awakening array is not successfully researched before the coming of age ceremony of Qinwang, the players will trigger the death mechanism for all."】
【"To summon the Red Sun to destroy Luowasha, this requires a status equal to or even superior to Luowasha, the Lord of the End of All Things It's not that powerful. Therefore, I suspect that the advent of the red sun is also a "trigger-type death mechanism for all", similar to system punishment - if the player does not complete certain tasks before a certain day, this mechanism will be triggered. "】
【"In other words, you think that the end of Luowasha is a system trigger, not a human one?"】
【"Yes."】
【"--Then what on earth created this trigger?"】
【"Preliminary judgment is that it is the world game itself... Only such a high-level existence can set this kind of death mechanism that is almost a cosmic rule. "】
[“World Game… is so high in status. So what you mean is…”]
[“Well, since the Red Sun is a ‘trigger-type death mechanism for all’, there is only one way to circumvent it – get out of the identity that will be punished by the mechanism. That is – get out of the [player] identity. It doesn’t take long, just temporarily get out of the [player] identity on the day when the Red Sun is about to be triggered.”]
[“Get out…? For example, after I became a god in the Old World, I could run away with Die Ying at any time, so that counts as me getting out of the World Game?”]
[“Yes, after researching, I think the reason is that when you became a god, the excessive energy impact and strength change made your game IP blurred, and the World Game temporarily found I can't find you, so you can run away at any time."]
["And the Disciple Game is deliberately confusing the game IP. One of the organizers behind the scenes introduced the 2021 version of Xiao Su and others, deliberately confusing your game IP that is extremely similar to Xiao Su, probably to evade the monitoring of the World Game."]
["So, I think the most important thing is that the small world needs to have the ability to temporarily block the game IP in order to avoid the Red Sun. I will go to the Disciple Game behind the scenes to learn this method, you don't have to worry. The key is that we need energy to support this method."]
["Well, everything needs energy... What a pity, if Die Ying stood on my side, I could catch Die Ying and burn him as energy.."]
[ "Regarding the energy problem, when you have collected all the texts, come back to me and I will tell you how to get energy."]
["In this way... will Luo Vasha pass the level?"]
["Well, if you can do this, you will pass the level. Then we will think of a way... how to make you completely end the world game."]
["Okay."]
["I hope this is the last battle."]
["I don't care, I just hope to succeed."]
["Then go ahead, have a good trip."]
["Wait a minute. I have one last question, Si Que."]
["You say."]
["...If you go to learn from the mastermind behind the Disciple Game, will you have to pay a high price? That is the ability to block the game IP."]
[ "..."]
["What do you need to pay? Si Que."]
["..."]
["After everything is over, can I still see you? Si Que."]
["...Mr. Lighthouse."]
["Yes."]
["This is not a problem you need to consider. You have to pay a lot. This is a route to become a demon. You must kill everything you see in order to obtain the words they turn into after returning to their origin. Similarly, your destructive behavior is reflected in the mirror, so you will not hurt them in the mirror."]
["Yes."]
["--How does it feel to change from a savior to a destroyer, from a brave man to a demon king?"]
["Not bad, after all..."]
...
Su Mingan closed his eyes and fell down.
The scorching sun burned above his head, and the dome fell down-it was a grand sunset.
As he fell, he remembered the piano sound in his childhood, Yueyue's book, Lu Shu's fallen white hair, and Noel's blood on the experimental bed...
No one is easy.
He just needs to be a demon for once.
"After all..." he murmured in the whistling wind.
...
[Si Yi smiled, her eyes curved: "Do you want to try to become the Lord of Destruction? Su Ming'an."]
...
[The white shadow of the World Tree said lightly: "In that case, Su Ming'an will stand on the opposite side of me and the new protagonist - he is the villain."]
[Si Que laughed and clapped his hands: "From the savior to the devil... ah, what a wonderful theme."]
...
[Suddenly, a voice from somewhere sounded beside Su Ming'an's ears:]
["Don't you want to see a new possibility? A possibility... that is not "step by step"? A possibility... that does not act according to the savior's script?]
["A possibility... that belongs to your own "story"? ]
["My..."]
[""Lord Savior"?"]
...
After all.
No matter what, he is just Su Ming'an.
"Beep..."
He felt his body begin to melt.
After actively removing all the protection of his body, the light of the red sun began to burn him.
The heat and pain beat in his senses, his skin was burned red, he knew that after closing his eyes this time, it would be a new journey.
At this moment, he felt like a feather, or a leaf, it didn't matter, he floated in the orange-red light, as if the boiling water disappeared in the water.
Maybe he was lucky, so he used this method of jumping off the building again-maybe he expected someone to catch him and tell him that there was an easier way, and he didn't need to work so hard.
Maybe he was still afraid of the future that he could see at a glance.
He has always been used to being the light of others, this time he was actually thinking, can he harvest a ray of light from others?
Can you help him?
Can you save him?
Under the grand doomsday, the black bird fell down.
Suddenly, in his distant vision, he saw a ray of water light breaking through the distant sea surface, as if a ray of dawn piercing into the darkness.
——That is the sea king, Lu.
A man with long flowing hair and blue eyes broke out of the water, holding a trident. The sea surface looked like boiling magma under the blood-red sunlight.
Perhaps he noticed someone falling, so he looked over at a glance, through countless screaming and fleeing people, and saw the falling black bird.
"——Su Mingan!" The voice of the Sea King broke through the air, losing its former softness.
But it was too far away, the tower was too far away, and the sea was too far away. The black bird was still falling.
Falling, falling, as tall as the tower, time was infinitely stretched.
——Then, Su Mingan heard a pulling sound.
The wrist felt touched, and the falling momentum stopped instantly.
A man with snow-white wings grabbed his arm, his eyes full of surprise:
"[...Lord, why have you fallen?]"
"[My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far away from saving me? Do you not listen to my groaning?]——(Psalm 22:1 (A Psalm of David))"
"[My God, I called to you by day, but you did not answer me; by night, I called to you, but you did not stop.]——(Psalm 22:2)"
"Lord, where are you going?"
The brilliant crown was on the man's head, and the golden-red light fell on his ancient Greek-style shoulder-length robe. The red eyes were in surprise, and his hands tightly grasped Su Mingan.
"...Boris." Su Mingan didn't expect that at this time, it was Boris who grabbed him. Boris is a celestial being, and perhaps Boris has been paying attention to Su Mingan.
In Boris's eyes, there was a look of worshiping the gods, full of awe and prayer.
The interlaced sunlight fell on their scorched palms, and the blood that flowed out due to excessive force looked like flowing rubies.
But the next moment, Boris let go of his hands.
"["Oh, how long will you forget me? Forever? How long will you hide your face from me? How long will I plan in my heart and worry all day long? How long will my enemies exalt themselves over me?" - (Psalm 13:1-2)]" He cried out, and his eyes gradually turned into pain:
"Go, go -"
"["Men of Galilee, why do you stand looking into the sky? As you have seen him go to heaven, so will he come back!"] - (Acts 1:9-11)"
- As you have seen him go to heaven, so will he come back!
Looking at the dying God, the believers took the initiative to let go of his God.
I don't know whether it is obedience or separation.
The red eyes were filled with sorrow that could not be melted like thick clouds.
The black bird fell, and its feathers gradually turned into burning flames, rising up like the first spark on the field.
At the last moment, Su Mingan was melting, and he remembered the scene when he was in elementary school, in the sun, when the jellyfish melted.
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["At that time, I always thought that the jellyfish ascended to heaven. Later I learned that it was burned by the sun." Su Mingan lowered his eyes slightly: "It turned out that it was not a dangerous creature that killed it, but just the bright sun. It just melted away, leaving no trace..."]
…
It turned out that the jellyfish did not melt away.
It may really have ascended to heaven - to the other side of the river of time.
In the sun, in the red sun.
Like the Galileans bidding farewell to Jesus who left the world and ascended to heaven.
Red feathers flying, raging fire.
When his body melted to the end, even the burning pain disappeared, and he saw a piece of white in front of him - the purest white, as if time was embracing him - welcome back.
White, pure white.
Most dying people see this white.
Under the gaze of the disciples, it seemed as if the clouds described in the Acts of the Apostles floated over, taking the suffering sons on earth away, flying in the white death, and welcoming the next arrival.
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[Theophilus, I have already written the previous book,]
[until the day when he was taken up, after he had given instructions to the apostles whom he had chosen through the Holy Spirit. ]
[——Acts 1:1-11]
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In the white—fly for ten minutes.
——Will he who has fallen repeatedly in the world obtain pure happiness?
…
Or,
When?
Please give me a camellia.
Let me listen to your ideal love.
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The pressure of reality is too great, and the sleep time is very short. I usually rest for a few days every month and sleep a little longer.