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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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Chapter 172 - 'Run

[Day Nine, Early Morning]

The girl in a long dress stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the square below, which was gradually permeated with the festive atmosphere.

The people, brainwashed by the declarations of the Regular Army, had yet to understand that the revered figure they were about to welcome would soon be sacrificed by their own hands.

The news of Qin Wang's escape hadn't spread; it was suppressed single-handedly by Hui Shuhang. The square now looked no different from a few days ago.

The solemn atmosphere, the people's dignified attitude of faith, and their ignorant joy and pride brought a surge of unease to Feya, almost suffocating her.

In the vast Holy Temple, only a few knew the cruel truth, aware of the power struggles simmering beneath this divine façade, aware of the despicable act of betraying their benefactor to a deadly fate.