[Of course, without hesitation—]
…
But.
But.
But.
From the first to the eleventh, Su Ming'an wavered countless times, struggled to the point of shedding tears countless times in the abandoned circles, was broken into pieces and bled countless times, and hesitated and wavered.
If he had wavered at this moment, everything would have changed.
——But he just didn't waver at this moment.
Fate is a huge joke.
…
then.
The Supreme Lord heard the answer from the 19-year-old young life.
A distant echo sounded at the other end of the space-time recorder - at the end of the universe - in the endless increase of entropy - in the gradually perfected suicide note, the clear voice of the young man.
"Of course I..." said the young life:
"I will continue to choose this path of salvation and redemption from which there is no turning back."
"Because I am Su Mingan."
"Because I don't want human civilization to stagnate forever in this year - I don't want to see another child like Elisa die in the tragedy of the world, I don't want to see another person like Xiaohan die before dawn, and I don't want to see that bowl of cold chopped green onion noodles again."
“I don’t want to see pioneers abandon their creeds, pursuers forget to run, and idealists denounce ideals as immaturity and regard numbness as the criterion.”
“Because I can do it.”
…
——You can’t do it.
The Supreme Lord wants to say this.
But after reading it for so long and resonating with it for so long, He clearly knew,
Given the youth's perseverance, this outcome is possible.
…
Protagonist.
The protagonist.
...a pitiful yet respectable protagonist.
The "readers" outside the space-time recorder are eager to replace the "protagonist", eager to turn the protagonist's space-time recorder into the most perfect entropy reduction prop, and eager to gain authority in the story.
But on the other side, after hearing the tempting words of the "reader", the protagonist of the story just kissed the black card in his hand.
At this moment, it seemed as if sunlight was shining on his head, like a halo.
The sun kissed his black hair,
He strode forward, stepping on his own bones and flesh.
"despair."
A slight sound,
—It was as if I had taken a step into the light.
…
He looked as if he were praying sadly.
But he smiled.
…
But.
But.
Fate is such a huge joke.
…
One day, this gradually complete "space-time recorder" will continue to wander, flow in the universe, and be discovered and read by other life forms.
For example, being read and witnessed by humans on some peaceful and orderly planet, such as Earth, or others.
For example, in the first chapter, he accidentally drifted to Luowasha and was discovered by the gods An and Su Ming'an.
In this world of Rovasha where time and space are recorded in a visualized way, Su Mingan, who has always been the "protagonist", finally sees his own story as a "reader".
But he just glanced and looked away.
The Supreme Lord was just a background to him. This recording body was not important to him either.
He only cared about the reality, everything that was happening before his eyes, and why the god An, who was right in front of him, wanted to guide the red sun to come and kill everyone.
Facing Shen Ming'an's question, Su Ming'an replied coldly:
“I don’t like any of them.”
“I don’t want anyone to define my END, whether it’s happy, sad, moderate, or real.”
"I hate your questions - God."
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