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Chapter 189 - 187: "Leeway

Chapter 189: Chapter 187: "Leeway

Su Ming’an used to be concerned that someone might target him again because of his actions, but fortunately, it seemed that his path had been very successful. He had saved many who were supposed to die on the tenth day, or perhaps these people had been scared off by setbacks, so there were very few criticisms. Even if there were, they would be drowned out by the audience in the live stream.

Unconsciously, the combat power of his fans in the live streaming room had grown stronger and stronger.

"Don’t you need to rest anymore?"

Hui Shuhang didn’t lead him away immediately but instead observed his expression.

"These ten days ... you probably haven’t had a good night’s sleep." She said, "Although everything has ended now, I still hope you can rest a bit longer. After all ... you no longer need to worry about not waking up."

"Hui Shuhang, I am not Qin Wang," Su Ming’an said.

She looked at him, her gaze as calm as ever.

"Mm," she nodded, "I know—but does this have to do with you needing to rest?"

"..."

"You seem to think too lowly of yourself." She touched her chest, saying in a very serious manner, "His Highness had already informed me before falling asleep, about the fact that he might never see me again. And you, as his successor, also lived up to expectations and fought hard until the last moment."

"Still, many people died."

"Not every story needs to be perfect." Hui Shuhang said, "I could see from the beginning that you and His Highness are similar. The passion in your eyes for everything is almost the same as that of His Highness Qin Wang ..."

Su Ming’an sighed.

Through the barrage, he had also learned that the characters inhabited by players were extremely similar to the players themselves. For example, Mizushima Kawa Sora, who inhabited an excellent female researcher of the Regular Army, was clever and smart. And Lv Shu, who inhabited a revolutionary army captain, originally reticent and quiet, bore the task of reviving his family and avenging his enemies.

Thus, Su Ming’an also didn’t quite understand how he resembled Qin Wang to the extent that he inhabited Qin Wang’s body and walked a world line of hellish difficulty.

Other top-ranked players had clear paths and strategies in the Fifth World, which were not too difficult as long as they were devoted. Only he was almost at a dead end, exhausting a great deal of effort to reach the end.

Qin Wang lived a short and dazzling life, leaving behind a famous name. He admired him but did not hope his own end would be the same.

"Take me to see those people who were captured," Su Ming’an said. "There are too many people, delays could lead to problems, and the army also needs to participate in the reconstruction activities, they can’t always be surrounding that place."

Hui Shuhang stopped persuading him, her attitude remained the same as ever, unchanged even though he was not Qin Wang.

She respectfully saluted and then led him outside.

The sound of the closing door followed behind them, Su Ming’an raised his head.

The splendid sunlight outside the window was like a cascade of light, properly draped over him, making his body feel warm all over, as if all the negative fears, unknowns, and confusions had been expelled.

The long corridor resembled a golden sky island, the pathway stretching ahead seemingly without end. A closer look revealed its illusory nature, as it was merely a conjuration.

The actual room had already been destroyed by an energy wave the day before.

A few steps forward, the building behind him indeed flickered away, and he looked down at the ground, which was a stretch of dry earth, the once-reflective surface now gone.

At the same time, he also saw specks of greenery sprouting anew from the soil.

He had originally thought, in line with this broken game’s usual pattern, that the perfect pass route would have involved him joining the Revolutionary Army, annihilating the Regular Army, and then having Qin Wang rise to be the next leader of the Regular Army, only to be vanquished by the next generation of the Revolutionary Army.

Given the instance’s taste for irony, the organizers had a fondness for such plots, making players like jesters—fully engaged yet ultimately only able to watch as the narrative entered an inescapable cycle of reincarnation.

Yet unexpectedly, this world had evolved in such a way.

...It was quite fascinating.

The commoners at the bottom struggled in agony, while not all the elites were entirely selfish; everyone was striving for this world in their own way.

He remembered the duke’s daughter who was killed by Hui Shuhang simply for offending him, the child from Kriliri Town who drew his sword out of desperation, the soldiers in the Revolutionary Army’s deep hatred for the nobles, and the girl with the red hair ribbon silently shedding tears toward the distant Glazed Tower on that night.

The common soldiers spilled their blood in camp disputes, while the nobles discreetly died maintaining the barrier. People once detested these ruling nobles, only to realize that while many enjoyed luxury, they also bore responsibilities.

However, fortunately, all things were reviving.

After the top leaders who had changed a continent had passed away, Dan Shuang became the last generation’s Evil Dragon; after her death, class divisions might still exist due to different abilities, but everyone now had the chance to change their own destiny.

Although the Revolutionary Army did indeed take down the Regular Army’s stronghold, the Regular Army had not been idle over the years. Holy Initiation had long arranged for them to be stationed in batches in other cities, and thus the Revolutionary Army gained a most central stronghold. After the truth was revealed, the two factions surprisingly began to merge slowly... This truly surprised Su Ming’an, given the profound enmity of many years that seemed dismissed so easily once tranquility was restored.

Perhaps the lower-ranking soldiers felt dissatisfied, but originally... the division of camps was no simple matter. They were just passionate individuals, marionettes wielded by those above on the battlefield, wandering aimlessly like Dan Shuang upon learning the truth, utterly unclear about their future.

In such times, just a single rallying call could easily sway the masses with emotion, following the greater current. Holy Initiation must have had contingencies, possibly many small leaders of the Revolutionary Army were already his people; after everything ended, the mess wasn’t as dreadful as one might expect, and the two factions had already begun a smooth transition.

...This Holy Initiation, once he made a decision, he would arrange everything perfectly. He had ensured that Qin Wang would survive to take over, paving all roads for him, allowing Qin Wang to lead the gradually merging factions toward the continent’s future once everything was settled.

Even though Holy Initiation himself was left forever in the dark before dawn.

Su Ming’an couldn’t save Holy Initiation. If he didn’t kill Holy Initiation, the malevolence within him would persist, and like Qin Wang, he was already nearly losing control. If that malevolence were to be transferred to Su Ming’an, the situation wouldn’t change, and someone like Dan Shuang would still be needed to stand up.

And proud as he was, Holy Initiation would never allow a leader of the Revolutionary Army like Dan Shuang to replace him in death.

Moreover, even if he could save him, Su Ming’an wouldn’t rewind to do so.

He always remembered what his goal was, and wouldn’t lose sight of it over some other world’s story.

...This is an instance world.

Even if it was real, it was someone else’s world, unrelated to him.

Holy Initiation dropped a total of 15,000 Experience Points and Purple Grade Equipment, which was a significant boost for himself and also added to his chances of standing till the end. If he were to abandon these achievements for a happy ending for everyone, he couldn’t do it. In his eyes, only the strength that continually increased on his body was real; everything else was just paving the way for ultimate victory.

Not to mention Holy Initiation, even Hui Shuhang, who had always taken care of him and treated him well, as long as his mission was to kill her, he would do it without hesitation, even if he would be criticized by viewers as heartless or as a puppet controlled by the mission. Because he had no leeway to forsake some things just to act out of kindness.

He pondered when suddenly he heard the sound of a speech and looked toward it, a small patrol squad was urging on top of the wasteland. It seemed that some were slacking off, and the tall female captain was scolding a few soldiers like quails.

Apparently noticing the activity on his side, the expressions of those soldiers, who had been bowing their heads, suddenly became excited. They seemed eager to come over but were restrained by the squad leader and did not move.

"...It’s the Sage Master."

"I really didn’t expect the truth to be this... I really regret how I used to view them, should I go up..."

"Let’s not, we just watch, the Sage Master and their group must have something important, we should not meddle..."

"I remember little Ke asked me to talk about their story, the nearby bards are also very interested..."

Su Ming’an heard their quiet mutters nearby and saw their eyes filled with admiration.

The truth and Talent Awakening Formation had already been passed down, and the nearby Yu Village cities were conducting Awakening Ceremonies in batches. Although the Array was not yet perfected and still required the Researchers to improve it further, it had already shown effects.

Yesterday, he was busy dealing with malice and had rejected all bonfire celebrations and any blessings.

But he knew that the title of ’Qin Wang,’ as well as everything they had done for the Continent, was spreading like the wind.

...Sooner or later, it would spread to every corner of the Continent.

He suddenly recalled the declaration Dan Shuang made on top of the city walls before the Revolutionary Army was dispatched:

"We, are no longer the powerless us — our blades have found direction, and the hands that grip the handles have found strength."

"Our bodies are no longer frail, our strength has traces to follow, we can fight for everything for ourselves — "

She had been so imposing then.

Yesterday was a significant day in taking down the Regular Army’s station, though the world’s truth left most people in disbelief, the changes in the Continent were still worth celebrating.

Those bandit-like Revolutionary Army, full of vigor, would set up bonfire feasts and dance with joy in such occasions, and today too, they were busily organizing resources to distribute to others.

But as the leader of the Revolutionary Army, yesterday she could only sit alone on the rooftop at night drinking, watching the lively scene and beautiful fireworks below, making herself lonely amidst the excitement.

He didn’t know where she had gone now, but her name was also being remembered by people.

As he stepped forward, he heard the sound of iron armor touching the ground from behind, followed by the loud shout of the soldiers, which seemed to be some kind of poetry.

Out of fear of interfering with his work, they knelt down and expressed their gratitude through their actions.

Poetry representing gratitude came with the wind, mingling with it, Su Ming’an did not turn back but walked forward.

Along the way, he recalled the past ten days and remembered many people.

He remembered the two confusing sentences carved on the Prophetic Gemstone.

He suddenly understood why on the ninth day, before the ceremony began, Xu Anna had come to find him so resolutely, had never attacked him from start to finish, and died in his arms like a bird finding its home.

She died completely, her expression having not a trace of regret, and then silently merged into the wind and snow.

"I can see many futures and also saw my own destined outcome."

"—If the future is destined to be utterly still, I hope the last person I see before I eternally sleep is you."

...

The time in the Main God World gradually turned into the afternoon, and water flowed around the fountain surrounding the aging rabbit statue with a ’whoosh’.

Unlike the extensive squares set up after the completion of the First World, the Main God Worlds of different servers have now been planned completely, with many occupational Player shops settled in.

Besides the ordinary servers, with several major updates to the Main God Space, some large servers have also appeared. These server worlds are not monotonously arranged like squares but are like independent cities. Wrapped by a deep blue light barrier at the city fringes, shaped like a spherical ground, people cannot cross this boundary.

These independent cities, just like the CBDs (Central Business District) or designated trade cities within a city. Many office buildings are located in the city center, including a specialized Player trade area. This kind of place does not sell low-value life necessity items like fairy tale books about cabbage, but rather it is a heaven for battle-oriented Players to purchase items.

However, since battle-oriented Players are pressed for time, resting time in the Main God Space typically only lasts for three days. Hence, the trade area not only lists items for trading but also synchronizes them online on the World Forum’s trading module to save Players’ time from going to the spot physically.

In such a CBD, a young boy with dyed blond hair, looking rather mischievous, leisurely moved through the crowd, listening to the voices of people by the streets.

Ordinarily, many Casual Players shuttle here, who may not be good at secondary occupations or have money for early career training investments, but some of them had skills back on Zhai Xing, and they found ways to support themselves in the game World. For example, by joining some organizations for planning or designing for some local company, etc. Some engaged in the journalism industry are even more in their element, earning a handsome amount of Points by editing posts on forums.

However, compared to Adventurer Players, these Points-earning post-publishing people have a pyramid-shaped income distribution, where only a small handful earn high income while the majority just scrap by.

And these Casual Players, who haven’t found their niche and dare not enter competitions, like to shuttle through the streets and alleys, admiring various novel Props and buildings, or gather to watch live broadcasts.

Therefore, there are also many screens hung outside shops along the streets, displaying live broadcasts of top Players when Qin Ze passed by the street, there are always various sounds of live broadcasts and people discussing.

"...I really didn’t expect the ending to turn out like this."