Chapter 1436 Chapter 88 [The Garden of Forking Paths]

Chapter 143【The Garden of Forking Paths】

[The greatest luck in a person's life is to discover his calling in the middle of his life, that is, when he is young and strong. 】

[Fortunately, during the long period of peeking and recording, we saw that you found your mission. 】

【No matter what choice you make. 】

[The world line where you succeed... will be a paradise for everyone. 】

[We wish you the best, Su Mingan. 】

【——The Supreme Lord·"Player One"·2024.12.31】

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The emerald lake is an epic song.

Golden orchestra, shadows of angels and altars.

Dang——dang——dang——

The bell rang out from nowhere and resounded throughout the entire high land.

Su Mingan stretched out his right hand and spread it out. In the palm of his hand was a plastic-wrapped chocolate candy.

This is what Yue Yue gave him. If he wants to end this memory, he must eat the candy.

——But obviously, the scene in front of me is no longer just a memory.

What he saw, this woman with red hair and shawl, was the true embodiment of world game consciousness. His eyes locked on him.

The moment he opened the door with the key, he had broken away from the memory of the first world game and saw the real consciousness of the world game.

——"God" steps into this place.

They are not twenty-seven gods, they are not high-dimensional, they are not half-hearted gods.

But in the true sense..."God".

The organ of the universe, the miraculous thing born of its own accord, the incarnation of the consciousness of the world's game.

——This place is the gap of "god".

He wore long bright red hair and looked at his guest with a smile. During this long half year, He had passed by him and had a brief conversation with him.

"God. Should I call you... Xiaona?" Su Ming'an said softly.

The singing music all around became more and more pleasant, and illusory angels floated on the water. Incense burner, altar, stars and knights. The face of the "person" with red hair and shawl became blurred, but only the flame-like pupils were still clear.

"Whatever you like," He said.

"You choose me as the successor of World Game?" Su Mingan said.

"There is no such thing as a 'successor'. The world game does not need a successor. An organ is an organ. It will operate by itself and does not require human will to override it." He said.

"You don't need a successor? Aren't those twelve organizers your successors?" Su Mingan said.

The chants grew louder.

At this time, twelve phantoms appeared at the edge of the lake.

The first one is a pure white rabbit with eyes like rubies and a bloody scale embroidered on its belly.

The second one is a young man with purple hair and golden eyes, his soft ear feathers droop naturally, his red clothes are as red as blood, and he is holding a purple-gold quill.

The third path is a seven-color semi-liquid substance, wearing a clown mask, with bright oil paint dripping inch by inch.

The fourth path is a pink fox with a slender body and a snake-like tail tip, covered with dark illusory pollution.

In the fifth path, there is a hooded young man with a pair of moon-colored eyes, who is somewhat similar to the Elf King Huan Jala, surrounded by starlight.

The sixth path is vacant.

In the seventh lane, a child wears a wreath of purple grapes and olive leaves, and his body is made of hearts, spades, grass flowers and diamond cards.

The eighth path is a black and gray wandering soul, full of words and twisted lines, like the materialization of thoughts.

The ninth path is a dark purple mist, with a crystal ball of light at its core.

The tenth path is a bottle filled with liquids of various colors. It is difficult to distinguish between the colorful liquids and the glass bottle.

The eleventh path is a creature covered entirely in a hood, with no trace of skin exposed.

The twelfth path is a girl with flying black hair and clear eyes, wearing a pink cat-eared hat and holding a frost rapier.

Their expressions are all cold and inorganic, as if there is no emotion or fluctuation, as pale and cold as sculptures.

Twelve shadows surrounded the lake, and also surrounded Su Mingan in the center, like the twelve markings of a clock.

Xiaona sat on a high stool in the middle of the lake and said calmly: "They are just ordinary people enjoying themselves. Except for Boss Rabbit, World Games has not admitted anyone to attend. Their joining is either an invitation from Boss Rabbit , or a wandering high-dimensional Accidental involvement, or the player's dimension advancement. However, the operation of the world game does not require anyone. They are just an appendix that can be cut or not, trapped in the body of the world game, among players who do not know the truth. Show off your power in front of them.”

Having said this, 'He' looked sideways and looked at Su Ming'an with a smile:

"However, this is the first time I have seen them, so interested in a player. Maybe you are really lovable."

For the third time, Su Mingan felt that he was standing in front of the aquarium.

The glass of the aquarium has been completely shattered, and sharks and other carnivorous fish have already swam with him.

"I only have one biggest question." Su Mingan said calmly: "——Reincarnation, how many layers of matryoshka dolls are there in total?"

Xiaona's eyes were cold, like frozen blood vessels: "What if I ask you? With your intelligence, can you give the correct answer?"

After Su Mingan closed his eyes for a moment, he slowly opened his eyes:

"4."

The correct answer is 4.

From small to large, the inner ring gradually spreads to the outer ring.

The first level of cycle: Lovasha Squee’s time authority. (Reason: Si Que’s artificial time authority can change the time inside Luo Vasa.)

Second level cycle: Rovasa’s big reset. (Reason: Si Que cooperated with World Tree to explore the beginning and end of different eras again and again.)

The third level of loop: world game loop. (Reason: Unknown. But the Known World game has been cycled more than 400 million times.)

The fourth level of cycle: the Big Bang cycle. (Reason: It is speculated to be the rules of the universe. Theories similar to the "Cosmic Cycle Theory" and "Poincaré's Return" believe that the universe has been destroyed countless times since its first birth, and the starting point of each universe is the end of the previous universe. That is, the infinite void space. After an extremely long period of time, any particle will one day return to a position infinitely close to the origin. This is the cycle of the universe, which is an inherent rule.)

There is an inclusive relationship between them, the smallest circle - the small circle - the large circle - the largest circle, and so on.

Increasing levels are counted by multiplication.

For example, if Si Que uses time authority 100 times, and Luo Vasa has a big reset 3030 times, and the world game has cycled more than 400 million times, and the Big Bang has happened 10 times.

Then the final number of cycles =100*3030*423273031*10

In addition, there is a fifth level of loop, which is Su Mingan's death retracement, which has not been taken into account.

"According to the analogy, the goal of the first-level cycle and the second-level cycle is to arrange reasonable drama memory lenses, reduce the increase in entropy while maintaining its own characteristic diversity, and allow civilization to move towards the best path." Su Mingan calmly said Said: "Then, I speculate that the third-level cycle and the fourth-level cycle have the same goal."

"The first and second layers of circulation are to arrange the perfect dramaturgical lens in Rovasha's 'Book of the World'."

"Then the third and fourth levels of circulation mean that the world game and the universe each have a larger 'Book of the World' - let's call it the 'Book of the Universe'. The circulation is to make the world Both the game and the universe have found the perfect narrative lens/direction for future development, leading to a better path.”

"With the advent of the world game, the world corresponding to each copy is becoming more and more perfect. When all worlds have a 'perfect TE' - that means the entire universe has also achieved a 'perfect TE'!"

Su Ming'an spoke faster, and his heart also accelerated——

"At that moment, the 'Book of the Universe' was formed. The 'Drama Lenses' of all the universes were perfectly arranged, which meant 'the establishment of all perfection and perfection.' A way was completely found to prevent heat death and stop the cycle of the Big Bang. !”

"All of this... I'm afraid they are all prepared for that moment! The system."

Xiaona smiled silently.

He seemed to admit everything and also approved Su Mingan's speculation.

All concepts are big from the small.

Ravasha - corresponds to the universe.

The Book of the World - corresponds to the Book of the Universe.

Rovasa's drama memory lens/development direction - corresponds to the drama memory lens/development direction of the universe.

What Sique and World Tree did - corresponded to what World Game did.

They are all similar.

"It doesn't matter." Xiaona sighed: "...it's all the same."

The chanting became louder and louder, and twelve phantoms were hazy in the lake.

The fog is getting thicker. The fragrance of flowers, grass and trees, the fragrance of paper money... all kinds of scents are floating around.

"...But there is one more thing that I am particularly puzzled by." Su Mingan raised his eyes.

"I know what you want to ask." Xiaona curled her lips: "You want to ask, what happened at the end of the first world game?"

Su Mingan nodded.

He clapped his hands.

A black and white piano emerged between the lake water.

The piano emerged against the current, and fine liquid dripped down the outer shell, like a sharp blade parting the Red Sea, like a dark tombstone growing out of the water.

"...As a human being, when I examine the worlds, I like all kinds of music."

"In Zhai Xing, my favorite is Gustav Mahler's Symphony No. 6."

"The number one player...Su Ming'an."

"You can do it for me, for countless worlds, for companions, for enemies, for the lucky or the unfortunate, for the dead or dying, for those asleep or awake, for those who grovel or hold their heads high in defiance, for Do you...play the piano version of this piece yourself?"

"I hope that in the sound of your piano, the truth will be told."

Su Mingan was silent for a moment.

The music in my ears grew louder. The shadows of the angels took out harps, violins, cellos...

A ray of light hits the center of the lake, shining on the black and white piano, as if it is a stage of destiny.

The downward steps appeared in front of Su Mingan's eyes. The central platform slowly sank, and the lake as a whole showed a concave structure. However, the lake water did not swallow the piano, leaving a bright and clear space for performance.

"Da, da, da."

Su Mingan walked down the steps.

Once, he walked up, but felt like he was falling.

Now, as he went down, he felt like he was going up.

The truth, he knew many truths, and then what?

His hometown...is he still in the palm of his hand? How should he protect it in the palm of his hand?

The more you know the huge truth, the more you feel your own insignificance. He once thought that this was a game where you could save your hometown by beating the dungeon, just like a brave man fighting monsters, upgrading and defeating the devil... It was indeed true, but the truth behind it was far broader and deeper than this basic logic.

Putting his fingers on the keys, he seemed to have returned to his childhood for a moment. How many days and nights have I spent sitting in front of such a piano? At that time, most of what I was thinking about was tonight's homework, tomorrow's math class, and... the horror games I haven't finished yet.

Now?

Now.

Now is the cycle theory of the Big Bang, the truth about the inner and outer circles of the four-level cycle, the gaze of the world game consciousness, the Book of the World and the Book of the Universe, and the waiting of tens of billions of lives.

The moment his index finger was about to hit the keys - he heard a soft sound.

"Wait a moment."

Xiaona stood beside him, her red hair flying.

The surrounding lake water hung upside down and remained stagnant for a moment. He sat at the bottom of the dry lake, as if he might be swallowed by the lake water at any time, but the lake water was still.

Xiaona opened his palm, and there was a chocolate in his palm.

"You still have a chance to swallow this chocolate and return to the Gnosis Dreamer." Xiaona said: "If you don't swallow it, I will take this chocolate away and will not give you the chance to return. "

"The next content...is it very confidential?" Su Mingan said.

"Ah, that's right." Xiaona said: "What I want to tell you next is top secret information. Even I have to pay a huge price. I don't allow you to turn around and run back to the Gnosis Dreamer after knowing everything. You will never come out of your dream again. After knowing everything, you must take responsibility."

Su Mingan stared at the chocolate in his palm.

——He had to admit that he approved of Yueyue's path in his heart.

A dream of tranquility, happiness, and peace, even if it sacrifices future potential, must be the wish of most people. If there were a democratic vote in the world, Yueyue would definitely win.

He doesn't like making decisions for everyone and forcing them to wake up. But there was no way, he always reached this position involuntarily again and again.

Now, he must make a decision.

——Eat the chocolate, give up on learning the rest of the truth, return to Yueyue's dream, and live the life he dreamed of.

An ordinary, calm, peaceful life.

A world where Lu Shu, Lin Yin, Yamada Machichi, Lu, Beiwang, Luna... are all alive.

——Or, don’t eat chocolate, play piano music, cut off your way back, and continue to listen to Xiaona’s truth.

The reason for Noel's betrayal.

Can the gods of Yunshang City return home?

Where did Su Liujin go?

What did Hui Bai, Ran Bo and others do?

And... can Squire Olivis open his eyes?

"……Oh."

He made a sound involuntarily, like laughter or a cry.

This should be the most important decision in his life.

This was also the third time that he felt the sense of choice at the crossroads.

The first time was when he founded the Peak Alliance.

The second time was when he decided to change the number of people in the Peak Alliance after the end of the Ninth World.

The third time, here it is.

Now that I think about it, this feeling...should be something called the "hippocampus effect", that is, the "sense of déjà vu."

Yes, more than once.

It doesn't matter, it's all the same.

"Both roads are correct... There is no tram problem this time, because no one is tied to the two rails. No matter which way the tram chooses, it will go far..." Su Mingan said to himself:

"No matter which way you go, it is correct. No one can judge right from wrong..."

My heart and my actions are as clear as a mirror.

What was done was not justice.

No matter what, he must bear the consequences of his choices. All the burdens and sins, all the sadness and tears...

Even if I can’t repay it...

He will bear it.

He will atone.

It seems like a long time has passed, and it seems like only a moment has passed.

He picked up the chocolate in his palm and made a choice——