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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. · Jogos
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Chapter Ninety-One: "Belief

The afternoon classes went smoothly; he didn't feel that sudden drowsiness, and there were far less of Shen Xue's penetrating glances. Only occasionally the figure of the homeroom teacher would drift past the window, those gloomy eyes seemingly nailed on him.

Although the bullet comments all joked that this was the malice of a "father-in-law," Su Ming'an didn't find it funny at all.

He found the jokes in bullet comments at odd times quite disagreeable.

"Ding ding ding ding——"

The grating sound of the bell rang out, and instantly the previously tense students burst out like dumplings being boiled—some packed up their bags while others remained on their chairs, chatting and gossiping; the classroom was noisy. Shen Yue was still the first to go up and copy down the homework requirements for the evening.

…And just then, the homeroom teacher with a gloomy face walked in.