Su Mingan stared at the black shadow in silence.
The shadow stared back at him in silence.
"Who are you?" Su Mingan said.
Now, even if ten thousand acquaintances appeared in front of him, and Lu, Lin, and Yue took turns to whisper to him, he would not be surprised.
The black fog dissipated a little, revealing a pair of moon-white pupils. He should be of human origin, and his facial features were very clear.
Su Mingan didn't know this Fifth Seat, but he looked very handsome.
"Come on." He said.
"...Huh?" Su Mingan blinked. He didn't expect the other party's first sentence to be to cheer him on.
"I will wait for you." He said again.
"Do I know you?" Su Mingan asked doubtfully.
The fifth seat shook his head, revealing a gentle smile, his eyes filled with tenderness.
"My name is Spark," He said, "Perhaps you will see me in Rovatha."
Su Mingan felt the kindness in his words. This spark should be friendly, and there is a vigorous vitality in him.
"Don't lose to the organizers, don't bow to the bad guys." Starfire said: "You are a good person, and good people should not end up being sacrificed. If you see me in Rovasha, I will help you."
"Why are you willing to help me?" Su Mingan asked.
“…Not out of [interests], nor out of [fellow citizens]. I am just doing it out of emotion.” He said, “Because I have seen good people sacrifice themselves. Reality is a rubbish game. No matter how good a player is, he cannot escape the fate. The child who longed to touch the sky walked through thousands of mountains and rivers, but after climbing over the mountains, there were still mountains. I don’t want to be like that. I want to change something.”
Su Mingan understood. Since He became a god from a human, He must have experienced a lot before becoming a god. It seems that He can only find out about His past in the Rovasha plane.
"Can you chat with me?" Su Mingan pressed on. These high-level people either talked nonsense or guessed riddles. It was hard to find someone who was easy to talk to.
"Um."
"How did you become a god?" Su Mingan asked.
"…There is nothing special about my path to becoming a god. I didn't play world games, I didn't compete with anyone, and I didn't wander around the vast universe. My hometown is a high-magic world. The world's status itself is very high, and I have the most powerful bloodline potential in the world. So after my bloodline was completely unlocked, I became a god. Then…many things that could not be reviewed happened, I ascended to a higher dimension, and finally was involved in the world game, which is what you see." Xinghuo said.
"Something that cannot pass the review?" Su Mingan pricked up his ears.
"Well, the world game will block some of my remarks, so I can't tell you, so it won't pass the review." Xinghuo said.
"...Oh." Su Mingan said.
"What were you thinking about?" Starfire asked.
"I haven't thought about it." Su Mingan changed the subject: "The high magic world... refers to the one like Luo Vasha?"
It seems that becoming a god ≠ becoming a higher dimension. Xinghuo first became a god in his hometown, and then went through a lot before becoming a higher dimension. Finally, he was drawn into the world game and became the organizer.
"Rovatha is more advanced," said Starfire.
"What level of world is Zhai Xing in?" Su Mingan asked.
"Zhaixing is a low-tech, low-magic world." Xinghuo said, "Zhaixing is still immature, but has great potential. It will take time to grow into a more powerful civilization. My hometown has already taken shape. It has no more potential. It is just a stagnant high-magic world."
"The ruins world is a medium-tech, low-magic world. Because it has gone through the World Game, its technology has evolved from low to medium levels."
"And the Old World a thousand years later is a world of medium technology and medium magic. Because it has extended magical factors such as talismans during its thousand years of development, it has changed from low magic to medium magic."
"Ten thousand years later, in Praya's era, the world degenerated into a medium-tech, low-magic world. After all, there was a fault in the middle. The people of the old world all fled to the celestial sphere. The Earth was just a new civilization that evolved over ten thousand years, so civilization degenerated."
"In short, the level of civilization is not static."
Su Mingan didn't expect that he just asked casually, and Xinghuo told a lot of things like pouring beans, from a thousand years ago to ten thousand years later, from Zhai Xing to Praya. There was no information concealed, no riddle.
It’s really... so touching!
Clearly and distinctly, the words were clear - how long had it been since he met someone who spoke with such a long mouth? Xiao Qian, Xiao Lin, Xiao Li, Xiao Die... none of them could utter a word for a long time.
"Are you helping me so much because I remind you of your past friends?" Su Mingan said.
Xinghuo was silent for a while, then nodded: "Yes. I don't want you to be like him, struggling to the end but still trapped by fate."
Su Mingan has long been aware that the essence of the world game is something huge, and now it seems to be true. After all, the original theory and the possibility theory are here.
"I'm leaving." Xinghuo suddenly stopped.
In the dark corridor, He raised his eyes filled with moonlight:
"Although I really want to chat with you, there are others coming, so let's stop here. Due to the [rules], I can't say much. This is the limit."
"You are a good person." Su Mingan said.
"Yeah." Xinghuo smiled. His face was very beautiful, and his skin was as white as porcelain, making people feel warm and gentle: "You are also a good person. Good people should help good people."
Soon, the pair of moon-white eyes disappeared, and the endless vitality also disappeared.
In the deep dark corridor, Su Mingan put his hands in his pockets, waiting for the next person.
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