At midnight, clouds and mist passed through the night sky. The ringing of the clock ended, but the fireworks were still flashing in the sky.
Su Mingan glanced at the system time: [0:00], and his heart sank.
And at this moment,
Everyone suddenly felt an extremely strong pressure.
The shoulders were suddenly pressed down by an invisible force, and the backs seemed to be carrying a mountain. A heavy pressure fell from the sky, and the words in people's mouths stopped instantly, and beads of sweat crawled on their backs.
A smell like burning paper money spread everywhere. Under the heavy pressure, some people could not bear it and sat down on the ground. Some brides even had their veils blown off and the flowers in their hands fell to the ground.
"…What's going on?"
"What happened? What's that smell?"
"I, I can't move!"
People's faces were pale, young lovers stared at each other but could not take another step, as if everything was frozen. The air around them was frozen.
At this moment, only Su Mingan and Noel were still able to move. Su Mingan was not immobilized, perhaps because of the preferential treatment given by his status as a person in power.
A ray of light shone down from the sky. It was a bright white light, but it also revealed danger and depth.
Noel kept his original posture and slowly raised his head. The white pigeons around him had been stilled, all kept flying, and even the fluttering feathers were fixed on the side of his face.
“Hula——!”
At this moment, a fluffy rabbit jumped out from the air.
It was taller and more bloated than before, with a blood-red scale flickering on its abdomen. As it appeared, the smell of burning paper money became stronger.
Boss Rabbit fixed his gaze on Su Mingan for a moment, and gave him a meaningful smile. Then he shifted his gaze and looked at Noel.
"Let's go. The owner of power, Noel Akinni, the time has come." Boss Rabbit looked at Noel, his bright red eyes flashing with metallic light.
Noel stood in the light, stretched out his hand, slowly put on the top hat in his arms, and leaned on the rose cane.
People were looking at this scene in shock, many of them with their mouths open, unable to make a sound. They never expected that the cosplayers who had been walking with them were actually the real thing.
Only the real thing can face the organizers. They have been traveling with the real thing for so long without knowing it.
Su Mingan raised his head and looked at Boss Rabbit for a moment. The depth in Boss Rabbit's eyes startled him.
"Can I refuse?" Noel said.
"No, we're just giving you face so we invite you like this. If you don't go, they will drag you away, and that will be embarrassing." Boss Rabbit said shyly.
"Okay, okay." Noel adjusted his cuffs and smiled.
He started walking out from the flock of pigeons surrounding him, pairs of white wings brushing against his cheeks.
A floating area appeared under his feet, taking him up little by little. Su Mingan raised his head. It seemed that the organizer's observation angle was indeed a bird's-eye view, so Noel would go up.
At this time, Noel suddenly said, "Wait a minute."
Boss Rabbit tilted his head.
"I apply to use my watcher authority to foresee information about the next world." Noel said.
"Your player privileges have been frozen, dear." Boss Rabbit twisted his body.
"No." Noel suddenly said, "You didn't reject me directly by saying 'no', but just said 'your player privileges are frozen'. This proves that my request should be feasible. The special identity and the player identity are separate. Boss Rabbit, can you say 'no' to my request just now? As long as you say 'no', then forget it."
Everyone was frozen in place, listening to all the bargaining between Noel and Boss Rabbit, their eyes filled with shock - it turns out that players can really negotiate with the organizers and even find loopholes?
Boss Rabbit's face fell, and his hands and feet twisted wildly like a cat-shaped octopus: "Okay, okay, it's just a message, I'll give it to you."
A transparent panel appeared in front of Noel. After a moment, Noel lowered his eyes and looked at Su Mingan on the lawn.
Su Mingan was also raising his head, looking at Noel past countless other people's gazes filled with shock, jealousy, fanaticism, love, and faith.
At this moment, Noel curled the corners of his lips and smiled slightly.
"Listen carefully - Su Mingan."
The boy's voice was clear and loud, coming from a long distance:
"The Tenth World: The Old World."
"World type, specific development copy."
"The key item, the order."
"The key to passing the level is to use the name of Juling to make all the martial arts become one."
"The elements of the world, swords, talismans, warmth, healing, annihilation, madness, fate, death, and the end."
"Lies and concealment are like air, existing among all things."
"If anyone grows eyes, they will be pierced. If anyone opens his lips, they will be unable to make any sound. No need to see, no need to hear. Be a foolishly wise man."
“Not because of where you come from, not because of where you are going, not because of your personality.”
"You are Jesus and his millions of followers."
"You are a doctor, and also one of his millions of patients."
"You are life, but you are also millions of corpses underground."
"——Please pile up your bones and end up where all things return."
Noel's voice became farther and farther away, until Noel finished speaking the information about the tenth world, and only a small young boy's shadow remained in the sky.
"I heard you. I'll wait for you to come back." Su Mingan shouted.
The boy's voice was vague:
"The rules of the game won't let me miss the tenth world. I'll be back soon."
"Thank you for bringing me such an unforgettable night. Goodbye."
…
High in the sky, the smell of burning paper money dissipated and the boy's voice died away.
The last brilliant firework disappeared from the sky, and under the velvety night sky, thousands of white doves spread their wings and flew high.
White feathers fell from the sky, and people around him began to approach, and someone began to shout his name.
"Su Ming'an! This is Su Ming'an!!!"
"Wife! Wife!!!"
They rushed towards this side like a group of fanatics.
Su Mingan clasped his five fingers together, his palms feeling hot.
…
It was late at night, and the staff in charge of collecting the flower sticks hung them on the branches one by one.
"Huh." When hanging a flower stick, the staff looked at the words on it and said, "Usually, you write your own name on a flower stick so that you can be happy. But someone actually wrote someone else's name... How weird."
He hung up the flower stick, turned around and left with the box in his arms.
A gust of wind moved.
In the fragrance of roses, the flower sticks sound like thousands of pear blossoms, tinkling in the wind.
At the very end, a flower sign swayed in the wind, with ink mist on the sign, and nine neat large characters of the Dragon Kingdom were blurred out.
…
[My best friend, Su Mingan]
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