[The greatest luck in a person's life is to discover his mission in the middle of his life, that is, when he is young and strong. ]
[Fortunately, during our long observation and recording, we saw that you found your mission. ]
[No matter what choice you make. ]
[The world line where you succeed...will be a paradise for everyone. 】
【We wish you the best, Su Mingan. 】
[——Supreme Lord·《Ready Player One》·2024.12.31]
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Emerald lake water, an epic poem.
Golden orchestra, shadows of angels and altars.
Ding-ding-ding-ding
The sound of a bell came from nowhere, echoing throughout the entire Highest Land.
Su Mingan stretched out his right hand and opened it, revealing a plastic-wrapped chocolate candy in his palm.
This was given to him by Yueyue. If he wanted to end this memory, he could eat the candy.
——But obviously, the scene before his eyes is no longer just a memory.
The woman with red hair and a shawl that he saw was the true embodiment of the World Game Consciousness. Her eyes were fixed on him.
The moment he took the key and opened the door, he had already broken away from the memories of the first World Game and saw the real World Game consciousness.
——“God” stepped into this place.
Not the twenty-seven gods, not a higher dimension, not a half-baked god.
But in the true sense... "God".
The organ of the universe, a magical thing that was born autonomously, and the embodiment of the world game consciousness.
——This place is the crack of "God".
He had long bright red hair and looked at his guest with a smile. During these long six months, he had passed by him and had a brief conversation with him.
"God. Should I call you...Xiao Na?" Su Mingan said softly.
The music around me became more and more pleasant, and illusory angels floated on the water. Incense burners, altars, stars, and knights. The face of the "person" with red hair and shawl became blurred, but the pair of flaming eyes remained clear.
"It's fine, whatever you like," He said.
"Do you choose me as the successor of World Game?" Su Mingan said.
"There is no such thing as a 'successor'. The World Game does not need a successor. An organ is an organ. It will function on its own and does not require human will to override it," He said.
"You don't need a successor? Aren't those twelve organizers your successors?" Su Ming'an said.
The chanting grew louder.
At this time, twelve phantoms appeared at the edge of the lake.
The first one is a pure white rabbit with ruby-red pupils and a blood-red scale embroidered on its belly.
The second one is a young man with purple hair and golden eyes, with soft ear feathers drooping naturally, wearing blood-red clothes, and holding a purple-gold feather pen.
The third one is a colorful semi-fluid substance with a clown mask and bright oil paint dripping inch by inch.
The fourth one is a pink fox with a slender body and a tail tip like a snake’s, covered with dark illusory pollution.
The fifth one is a hooded young man with a pair of moon-colored eyes, who is somewhat similar to the Elf King Huangala, and is surrounded by starlight.
The sixth track is empty.
The seventh is a child wearing a wreath of purple grapes and olive leaves, with a body made up of hearts, spades, clover and diamond cards.
The eighth one is a dark grey wandering soul, full of words and twisted lines, like the materialization of thoughts.
The ninth one is a ball of dark purple mist with a crystal ball of light at its core.
The tenth question: A bottle filled with colorful liquids. It is difficult to distinguish the colorful liquid and the glass bottle.
The eleventh one is a creature completely covered in a hood, with no skin exposed.
The twelfth one is a girl with flowing black hair and clear eyes, wearing a pink cat-ear hat and holding a frost rapier.
Their expressions were all cold and inorganic, as if they had no emotions or fluctuations, and were as pale and cold as sculptures.
Twelve phantoms surrounded the lake and also surrounded Su Mingan in the center, like the twelve marks of a clock.
Xiaona sat on a high stool in the middle of the lake and said calmly, "They are just some mortals who are entertaining themselves. Apart from Boss Rabbit, the World Game has never admitted anyone to attend. Their joining is either due to Boss Rabbit's invitation, or the accidental involvement of wandering high-dimensional beings, or the upgrading of players. However, the operation of the World Game does not require anyone. They are just a piece of appendix that can be cut or not, trapped in the body of the World Game, showing off in front of the players who do not know the truth."
At this point, 'He' glanced sideways and smiled at Su Mingan:
"However, this is the first time I've seen them be so interested in a player. Maybe you're really likable."
For the third time, Su Mingan felt himself standing in front of the aquarium.
The glass of the aquarium had been completely shattered, and sharks and other carnivorous fish had already been swimming with him.
"I only have one big question." Su Ming'an said calmly: "——Reincarnation, how many layers of nesting dolls are there?"
Xiaona's eyes were as cold as frozen blood vessels: "What if I ask you? With your intelligence, can you give the correct answer?"
Su Mingan closed his eyes for a moment, then slowly opened them:
“4.”
The correct answer is 4.
From small to large, the inner circle gradually spreads to the outer circle.
The first cycle: Luowasha Si Que's time authority. (Reason: Si Que's artificial time authority can change Luowasha's internal time.)
Second cycle: Luowasha reset. (Reason: Si Que cooperated with the World Tree to explore the beginning and end of different eras again and again.)
The third cycle: World game cycle. (Reason: unknown. But it is known that the world game cycle has been more than 400 million times.)
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