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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]

Feng Yao didn't get enough sleep. · Game
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Chapter One Hundred and Ninety-Four: Grand Four Happiness

Su Ming'an opened his eyes.

In front of him was the familiar orb, emitting a steady light within the room.

The ceiling above seemed to be just over two meters high, filling his field of vision and appearing rather oppressive; taller players might even bump their heads upon returning.

Su Ming'an knew without looking back that behind him was that soft, large bed, which quietly waited for him after each return, offering a brief respite as soon as he lay back.

...Although this was because the personal space was too small, and there was barely any room to stand.

He sat down, closed his eyes, and eased the emotional fluctuations brought on by the fifteen-day journey.

It must be said, the Fifth World felt the most real to him.

People of the Apocalypse always carried a mechanical rigidity, the NPCs of Daylight Floating City were all emotionless automata, Mingxi Middle School was the same, and Terrily Town always had an unsettling sense of disorder about it.