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Welcome to Rewind World Game

"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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Sixty-fourth Chapter·BE4·Rescue

Perhaps unprepared for Su Ming'an's sudden aggression, Bai Xiong's smile was still on his face when he was kicked away and heavily fell beside the wall.

"I've wanted to do this for a long time, thankfully all the clues have already been gathered."

Su Ming'an patted the dust off his legs, his eyes cold and fierce, "Whoever resembles you, my hope... would never be so twisted."

Bai Xiong lowered his head into his palms, and suddenly, a low chuckle escaped from between them.

"You just fail to notice," Bai Xiong lifted his head, his face wet with tears, gleaming under the light. In an instant, his gentle smile appeared somewhat tragic under his pallor: