She led them to a room and took out pen and ink.
At this time, a bell rang from the banquet hall.
"It's 'meal time', we have to go to the exile vote." Yingsu said: "Isa, we will be back in a while."
"Yeah," Isa said.
Su Mingan and Ying Su came to the banquet hall. The banquet hall, which originally accommodated sixteen people, now had only eight or nine people left.
The blue-haired boy appeared in his seat again. He yawned and waved his hand: "Hurry up, don't dawdle. I still have to take care of her. Vote quickly."
The "she" he was referring to was actually the doll-like corpse of the woman next to him.
He is indeed a necrophiliac. Isa did not give him the wrong nickname...Su Mingan looked away.
After discussion, several people exiled an ordinary player. Although Su Ming'an and Ying Su were demons, they did not commit any murderous acts.
"Why exile me? Why not exile him?" Before leaving, the player pointed at Ying Su fiercely, "This guy is full of evil aura. You can tell at a glance that he is not a good person! Sooner or later, you will all be killed by him!"
Ying Su didn't even raise his eyelids, looking like he was used to it.
"Oh, that's right." After the exile was over, Wuyi mentioned: "The game will end when there are five people alive. Come on, everyone."
He yawned and walked away.
——Su Mingan followed decisively.
"Be careful!" Ying Su immediately followed behind.
Huibai and Antetolia looked at each other and followed.
"That kind of big BOSS is very dangerous. Are you going to follow him like this?" Ying Su said from behind.
"I was very surprised just now." Su Mingan said as he walked, without turning his head: "What are you afraid of in front of the ghost story?"
"Huh?" Ying Su opened his eyes wide: "Shouldn't I be afraid?"
"Shouldn't you risk your life and try your best to find out important information? Why are you so cowardly?" Su Mingan said.
"Nonsense, that's very dangerous." Ying Su said.
As they were talking, Su Mingan suddenly turned around and found that Yingsu was gone.
He stood in a vast expanse of white fog, with nothing around him.
Was he pulled into some realm by the castle owner?
"What are you chasing after me for?" Wu Yi said while standing in front.
"Wingless." Su Mingan said, "Is this the 11th copy of the 400 millionth World Game, Luowasha, or the 14th copy of the 18th Trial of the Liar, the 1st World Game?"
"Oh." Wu Yi turned around: "I don't know what you are talking about?"
"Then let me put it another way." Su Mingan said: "Have we met before?"
Wu Yi curled the corners of his lips silently.
"Well, don't answer yet." Su Mingan said: "I have seen it, your plot is really interesting."
"Haha, I really don't understand what you are saying, guest of the castle." Wuyi smiled.
"I want to break my 'fate', what should I do?" Su Mingan said, "Can I join you?"
By this point in the story, he had roughly understood what was going on - Noel Akinni wanted to break the cycle, to have an unfettered ending, that is, to break the so-called "fate".
Noel believes that all the endings so far are confined to a framework, will be endlessly repeated, and will happen again and again. He wants an ending without any constraints.
But this concept is very strange. What kind of ending is considered unconstrained? Didn’t they also create some of the previous endings themselves?
Su Mingan didn't understand the specific meaning of the so-called "best ending", but the ending of the sea-related line and the shoreline was definitely not. Combining all the current information, it all converges on one keyword - "fate".
Then, the Wheel of Fortune, which is strongly related to "fate", is very important.
Wu Yi was a little surprised, and turned around on the spot with a smile: "You want to join our [Wheel of Fortune], you can. It will take a little bit of testing."
He opened his hand and waved it gently.
"To break your destiny, you need to break the 'settings' you were born with."
"Can you break away from your own 'settings'?"
Suddenly, the surroundings became brighter.
Wuyi's figure disappeared, and Su Mingan looked around.
——He saw a young boy with black hair and black eyes.
The young boy, carrying a schoolbag and wearing a bulky school uniform, stood under a luxurious banquet hall, on the edge of the noisy crowd.
Su Mingan's gaze paused.
——This is his memory. When he was seventeen years old, he attended the birthday party of his classmate Bolong.
If a person's past is regarded as a "setting", if the father died while saving someone and the mother was admitted to a mental hospital is called a "setting", if one's life in the eighteen years before the start of the world game is called a "setting", then, does not believing in one's past mean breaking the "setting"?
At this point, the party was at its climax and a huge multi-layered cake was brought out.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, a slightly plump boy walked out. He was surrounded in the center, his cheeks looking rosy and plump.
"Let's wish tonight's little birthday boy—" Someone raised the microphone: "Bolong, happy birthday!"
People send blessings together:
"Bolong! Happy seventeenth birthday!"
"Thank you everyone!" The slightly plump boy on the podium smiled, took a deep breath, and blew out all the flames amid the singing of the crowd.
Countless confetti firework tubes were immediately unscrewed, making a "bang bang" sound, and swirling rainbow ribbons fell from the sky, covering Bolong's hair and also sprinkling the head and face of the black-haired boy in the audience.
In the banquet hall, little Su Ming'an held his breath slightly. Some colored paper stuck to his eyelashes, and his vision suddenly shattered into blurry and dazzling blocks of color.
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