Su Mingan frowned slightly, looked directly at the spirit, and said coldly:
"——Don't be ridiculous."
"——Don't be ridiculous."
The voices of both parties sounded at the same time, almost to the same second.
The god smiled and Su Mingan bit his lips.
He could hear the piercing sound of the rain and wind. It was as if a terrifying hole had opened up in his chest, and endless coldness had poured in, causing his entire body to tremble.
"Look, they are exactly the same." The spirit seemed to smile.
Su Mingan clenched his fists and slowly opened them, breathing in the sticky, damp and cold air. He felt his whole body cold and a sharp pain spread in his heart.
...How is he going to win?
...How can he defeat such a terrifying enemy?
Once the situation deviates from the control of the gods, the gods will lead him to the prophecy stone wall and start a big rollback, and he can only start from the beginning. The gods can easily control all situations between each round, eliminate all uncontrollable accidents, and make the whole world follow the path they want from beginning to end.
"This is... the enemy who has the power to roll back." Su Mingan suddenly laughed. He suddenly felt mocked.
…So this is it,
So this is——
——How Mizushima Kawaharu felt when she faced him.
No matter how many schemes you have made, even if you are about to win, your memory will be wiped out and you will be back to the beginning. The enemy can use the information from the previous round to block the path you want to take in advance.
As the number of rounds increases, his path is blocked again and again, and the routes left for him become fewer and fewer and more and more difficult, until there is no way out at all.
——Mizushima Kawaharu was so desperate at that time because she felt that she was just one move short of winning and accidentally lost to Su Mingan.
However, Su Mingan knew in her heart that Mizushima Kawaharu had no chance of winning from the beginning. What she thought was "one move away from winning" was actually a dead end that Su Mingan had already blocked. Long before "the current round started" - she had already lost.
Now, he has been blocked eight times, and he will still forget the next time. After how many rounds, he will be at a dead end right at the beginning?
"Let me guess what you are thinking now..." The spirit put his finger on his chin, "You are thinking that it is too difficult to be my enemy. This level is not something that a normal person can pass. You can hardly see any hope of defeating me."
"..."Su Mingan didn't say anything.
"So, you can stand by my side and always do what I say." The spirit said, "See... I have always been doing this for your own good. I said from the beginning that it is easiest to stay by my side. Because the path you are taking now is not the path a normal player should take. Those who always listen to me can easily pass the level."
Su Mingan stretched out his hand and stared at the lines on his palm. Raindrops fell on the lines, blurring his vision quickly. He then stared at the lines on his palm that seemed to flow in the raindrops.
"...I just want to ask, today is... the day the dungeon is opened?"
"The first week lasted two days, the second week lasted four days, the third week lasted five days, the fourth week lasted four days, the fifth week lasted three days, the sixth week lasted two days, the seventh week lasted three days, the eighth week lasted more than a day..." The spirit thought for a moment and said, "Today should be... the 30th day."
Su Mingan's heels swayed slightly and he almost fell backwards.
The late train whizzed past on the winding track, and the window panes blocked people's sight. No one would notice that two people who could change the world were facing each other in the dark high-rise building.
"The train has arrived... Xindu Station. Passengers who wish to get off please take your belongings with you and get off in an orderly manner..."
Su Mingan turned his head and looked at the city. People were bustling like ants, scattered among the lights at night. He saw lovers kissing, fluttering scarves, chestnuts and white mist rising from hot porridge. He also saw white pigeons, night lights and crows.
A girl selling flowers walks among the neighbors, a family strolls in the park, and the lights of the library illuminate the students who study hard late at night - it looks no different from Zhai Xing.
No one can see the darkness it hides, and no one can see what is at the end of the black fog.
Suddenly, there was silence above his head. A bright red umbrella was held up over his head, blocking the heavy raindrops.
The god stood very close to him, almost standing on the edge of the rooftop with him. His snow-white hair had an almost transparent texture, like a white flame burning in the rain.
Su Mingan should have raised his sword, but he did nothing. Even if he killed the god, what would happen? He still had so many bionic bodies.
So they both were very quiet and just stared at the city.
For a moment, they seemed not to be standing in the rain, but to be gazing at an endless wasteland. Distant rivers rolled in from the horizon, and clear blue stars hung high in the sky, then disappeared in the thick rain.
In the distance an old bell sounded, ding-ding-ding-ding-
At this time, the voice of the god sounded: "...Although I am very satisfied with this ending, I feel...it is still a little short. Therefore, I will still take you to the prophecy stone wall to start the next round."
Su Mingan understood the mentality of the gods.
The god knows that he will forget everything, so he has the confidence to guide him to a more satisfactory direction. Even if the god makes a mistake, he can try again. The god is like a player who longs for a perfect ending.
Going back again and again, just for the most satisfactory ending.
——His mentality is almost the same as his.
However, his replay had to be activated by a painful and devastating death, but He didn't. So he didn't seem that lucky.
"I think you are not satisfied with the ending of this week. Let's go together." said the god.
Su Mingan shouldn't have refused. He should have started the next round.
but.
He suddenly turned around, raised his foot, and with a "bang" sound!
The shoe prints left a heavy mark on the god's back, and the god was kicked out with an expressionless face. Since this was the edge of the rooftop, his figure fell straight down towards the direction of the light rail.
"..." The spirit said nothing. He looked at Su Mingan who was getting farther and farther away. In his opinion, Su Mingan's resistance was just venting his anger and was useless. He still had to start the next round.
Su Mingan's face was also expressionless, with only the rain pouring down. Even at this moment, he remained calm. He was not angry, but just trying... for the last time.
He wiped the rain off his face and took a deep breath. The moist air went straight into his lungs and he exhaled tremblingly.
This is already the situation.
This is already life.
He raised his hand and pressed his fingers to his temple.
Then, he slowly revealed an expression that looked like crying, but also like laughing——
At least...keep a little...the courage to never give up.
Even if there is little hope, at least... try to go back once.
Asagao...
…
"cluster."
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