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"When you see this line of text, the World Game has already begun." "This is 'True Person Competitive Global Live Stream Game' for Zhai Xing. " "Here, all Players become travelers, shuttling through worlds together. You can become a beacon of hope in an Apocalypse fraught with peril, witness Reincarnation in a future controlled by androids, or fight for your faction in a village where Werewolves clash with divine beings..." "I am Su Ming'an, possessing the unique Skill of Death Rewind." "Players who are eliminated become spectators. In a live stream with millions of views, they call me the strongest 'Number One Player', the eternal existent." "Others say I am a traitor sent by the Organizers, an unfit leader." "...But that doesn't matter." "For those who sacrifice themselves to help others, we should not let them freeze to death in the snowstorm. For those who pave the way for freedom, we should not let them bog down in thorns." "— I will bring a 'Bright Future' to everyone who has ever watched me." ... "...Whether they hold good intentions or Evil." ... Tags: Original World, Myriad Realms, Infinite Flow, Human Nature Flow, Long-term Foreshadowing, Plot Twists, No Female Lead, Multiple Endings including HE, BE, TE. World Progress (Original World): X City Apocalypse → Android Sci-fi → Senior High School Campus → Werewolf Killing Game World → Magical Ritual ... [The False Game begins: Prologue, The Real Game begins: Chapter 14]

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Chapter One Hundred Fifty-One: "Did I Help You This Time?

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Seated in the starting room, Su Ming'an had temporarily turned off the live broadcast, opposite him sat Miss Feya, savoring her black tea.

Her movements were graceful, and as she lifted her teacup, he glimpsed the shimmering light in her eyes.

"I have seen many verses about stars in this world," said Feya, her eyelids lowered, "The wandering poets say, 'See that canopy of heaven above? The stars were once there.'"

Su Ming'an drank the tea she brewed.

Her skill was exceptional, almost on par with Lv Shu. Although he wasn't well-versed in such matters, he thought it indeed tasted much better than any tea he had before.

In this world, it seemed she had learned a great deal more.

"So sometimes, I wonder…" Feya spoke, slowly lifting her eyelids, her dark eyes looking at him:

"—In this journey that belongs to you alone, over and over again, could I be your star?"

"How many years has it been this time?" Su Ming'an set down the teacup.

"Nineteen years."