"So, this time, even this time with the best ending," she tilted her head, her smile a little tired.
Her face looked extremely pale, like a ball of snow wrapped in a fiery red robe.
“…same thing,” she said.
She breathed out a breath to warm her slightly cold hands, and her pale eyes trembled slightly in her slender eye sockets.
"I can't remember how many reincarnations this time." After a moment, she said, "My memory is getting more and more blurred, and the things in my mind are getting more and more fragmented. Sometimes, I forget some things, and sometimes, I remember something new... Tell me, Su Mingan, do you think this is the first time we meet?"
"This is definitely the first time you and I have met each other." Su Ming'an said, "But I don't know if this is the first time you and the character I possess have met each other."
He is not from this world and will leave when the time comes.
But the person he possessed was Siberia's imaginary creation, a real life formed by her long-term longing and her faith. He was the person who suddenly appeared in her endless reincarnation and the only variable in her reincarnation.
"If... I mean if." Siber said, "If... I mean if - if in the previous reincarnations, my imaginary creation and I had reached the fifteenth day, he successfully became a god and overthrew the black wall. But in the end, we failed to solve the curse, and the reincarnation restarted again.
And I forgot all this and just thought he had never appeared..."
Su Mingan understood what she was worried about.
What she was worried about was essentially very similar to what she was worried about - what should I do if I found out at the end that the ending could not be changed at all.
At that time, the pillars that support them and keep them alive will collapse.
"There's no point in worrying." Su Ming'an said, "Because we have done our best, and you have also tried your best to achieve the best outcome. At least there will be no regrets or remorse."
Siberia laughed.
"Okay," she said.
She closed her eyes, walked to the bed, lifted the quilt and lay down.
Lying in bed, she suddenly remembered the first time she met Su Mingan. That night, she was also lying on the bed, and he was leaning in the corner. At that time, she was full of suspicion and wariness of him, fearing that he would abandon her and leave.
But now, it seems that there is nothing to worry about.
All the confusion, failure, and danger... have disappeared in these fourteen days.
Tomorrow is the final journey home.
Snow was flying outside the window, and she seemed to hear the barking of dogs in the distance. Under the protection of the barrier, the black fog could not penetrate. She could clearly smell the light freshness in the cold air, which was the smell of snow.
She felt a little cold, so she pulled up the quilt and wrapped herself from head to toe. The sound coming out was very muffled and deep:
"...Su Mingan."
"Um."
"Tomorrow, everything will be over."
"Um."
"I know you are not from this world. If you leave, can I... still see you?"
Su Mingan opened his eyes and stared at the dark shadow on the bed.
He knew the answer was "no".
The one in power has a skill that allows him to return to the world where he once cleared the game perfectly, but he cannot return to the world of peak competition.
If this copy ends, he will never see her again, and from then on, it will be a farewell forever.
After waiting for a long time and hearing no response, Siberia knew the answer.
She huddled in the quilt, her voice was very soft, like a wisp of smoke that was about to dissipate.
"I have forgotten a lot of things, and my mind is in a mess," she said, "but I will definitely, definitely, definitely remember you. Everything you have given me is more important than any previous reincarnation."
"Um."
"Okay," she said. "Good night."
She closed her eyes.
Under the thick night sky, the flying snow dyed the scene outside the window gray and black. The candle on the table burned quietly, scattering a circle of warm orange light.
This snowy night seemed to have become a rare warm color in her memory, warming up the rest of her long and lonely life. All the confusion and sadness were buried in this cold snowy night.
From now on, she no longer had to sing lullabies to herself to sleep.
She slept very soundly that night.
…
[The eighth world instance is opened. Day 15]
“Ding Dong!”
[Congratulations, you have successfully survived to the fifteenth day and collected all twelve silver stars! ]
[Please go to the coordinates (298, 870), the final altar has been opened! ]
[The number of people remaining in the current war: 2. ]
…
Early in the morning, Su Mingan received such a system prompt.
"Let's go," he said to Siberia.
Su Lin will eventually show up at the final battle site.
I don't know where this person went. He never showed up from beginning to end.
They headed all the way to the coordinates, and during the journey, Lu Shu brought a big gift.
What Lu Shu brought was [Energy], one of the three elements for becoming a god.
Before, Lu Shu raised a group of cursed black beasts at the cost of his own life. After becoming a follower, his body was reshaped and he was able to escape the fate of death, but these cursed black beasts are still there.
After Lu Shu killed them, they turned into [energy].
The energy that Siber had previously possessed was absorbed by Ying during the eighth day of the succession ceremony, and was used to revive her when she died of exhaustion. Now the energy that Lu Shu brought was like timely help.
"I still only lack [faith]." Siber sighed: "I have [authority], and now I have [energy], the only thing I lack is [faith]... Unfortunately, I can't get this [faith] no matter what."
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