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Chapter 684: Chapter 681: "He Looks Back in the Snowstorm.

"Huh..."

The cold wind brushed past Su Ming’an’s ears, and he blinked.

He was afraid that he would rewind time to a point where it was "impossible to save" Yuanyuan, like in the early hours of the morning when he had overslept, unable to do anything, which was tantamount to declaring Yuanyuan’s death.

As his vision gradually cleared, he saw strands of beige hair fluttering in the cold wind. Light reflected off the shards of glass scattered on the ground, and Tretiya stood in the corridor, staring intently at the pulse bombs she had set up.

Seeing this scene, Su Ming’an suddenly felt relieved.

It was almost eleven o’clock at night, and Lin Guang was still lying in the rehabilitation pod; there was still a chance for everything.

At this moment, Su Ming’an’s bionic body was issuing orders within the military, which had installed information jamming devices to prevent remote leakage of war commands, thus making real-time communication impossible. The only strategy he could think of now was to have his bionic body send a portion of the local troops to support Yuanyuan’s guardian team, trying to intercept the enemy forces before her death. This order wasn’t too preemptive; mutual support within the military was normal, but... most likely, it wouldn’t be in time.

As for Cloning Ming’an, he was currently on his way to the City of Gods. Ming’an, being a combat power capable of taking on Lin Guang head-on, could not be redeployed.

Su Rin and others were on the frontline, battling with high-combat-power deity faction city lords and shattering the mechanics dispatched from the City of Gods, so they also couldn’t leave.

If he wanted to save Yuanyuan without sacrificing the victory of the war, he had to rely on himself.

He now needed to consider situations on four fronts.

First, Lin Guang, who could set off a nuclear explosion at any moment. Second, the unstable Tretiya. Third, Yamada Machiichi, who had been tamed and controlled by Lin Guang, unbeknownst to him. Fourth, Red-eyed Noel and others responsible for intercepting on the first floor.

Yuanyuan’s guardian team had been completely wiped out at 1:40 in the morning. Her death time was even earlier, possibly just after midnight. She was one of the first to die among the guardian team.

This was Hell difficulty, and more so because he was currently completely drained, even seeing double when looking at things.

What could he do to save her and also put an end to the nuclear explosion?

"Boom—!"

Just as Su Ming’an’s vision had cleared and he was preparing to stand up, in the next instant, Lin Guang woke up in the rehabilitation pod, and Tretiya set off the pulse bombs in an attempt to kill Lin Guang.

The buzzing sound resonated, flames shot into the sky, and the force of the explosion swept through most of the corridor. Tretiya burst into the room, attacking Lin Guang, who had just awakened.

Unlike the last time loop, Su Ming’an also rushed in, not waiting in the corridor.

In the previous loop, after Tretiya entered the room, she suddenly became dazed and, in the end, was pierced by a red hose, becoming a hostage for Lin Guang to threaten Su Ming’an. Su Ming’an had to follow her to ensure this link did not fail.

While moving, he could distinctly feel the multiple debuffs on his body: the lingering effects of the anesthesia, side effects of the mentality stability capsules, lack of energy in his body... various negative effects were popping up crazily. His vision was blurry with double images, as if his entire swollen body was soaking in water. He stumbled as he charged ahead. Tretiya’s bombs were electronic pulses, not direct flame burns, and could cause burn-like destruction to human skin and muscle.

"Teacher, you—" Tretiya hadn’t expected Su Ming’an to rush in despite the danger, his skin turning visibly charred at a speed detectable to the naked eye.

"Never mind me, kill Lin Guang!" Su Ming’an said coldly. The biggest trouble now was Lin Guang, this scum.

Tretiya hesitated just for a moment before continuing forward.

Several mechanical beings firmly blocked the way, but Tretiya broke through the defenses, her hands slicing through the metal like blades; with a "clack, clack" twist of her fingers, the mechanical beings were torn apart by her claw-like hands, scattering "clink clank" broken parts all around.

Her long hair was swept up by the waves of fire; with each mechanical being she tore apart, she was like a lioness ripping her prey, the firelight sweeping across her face, turning her into a war goddess amidst the flames.

——And Su Ming’an also saw the Lin Guang within the flames.

The half body of the white-haired young man was scorched, one eye almost falling out of its socket, and crimson scars like whip marks appeared on his pale face. Upon seeing Su Ming’an, Lin Guang simply smiled without surprise. He looked at Su Ming’an, whose injuries were as horrific as his own, as if looking in a mirror.

Bathed in the light of fire and moonlight, the crimson moonlight on the ground seemed like an ocean.

"Lewis, happy New Year’s Eve," Lin Guang said with a stammer, as blood trickled down the side of his face.

"Swish!" Su Ming’an lifted his wrist, and the crimson Judgment fell upon Lin Guang’s head. At that same moment, Tretiya’s finger reached Lin Guang’s neck——

Suddenly, on Lin Guang’s hand, a line of text floated quietly, like a command from a program:

[D-R-E-A-D]

Tretiya stopped her motion.

Her expression suddenly changed from anger to confusion, then disbelief, doubt, sorrow...and finally, all that remained on her face was despair. She froze in place, motionless, like a still android.

Su Ming’an took a step back.

Last loop...it seemed to have been the same situation.

At that time, Tretiya had also inexplicably frozen indoors, which allowed Lin Guang to walk out of the room and ascend to the rooftop. Now, the situation was exactly the same.

"...The command D-R-E-A-D is targeted at the Two Dimensions data world. I can make someone suddenly remember, at any moment, that he or she is merely a repeatedly simulated program," Lin Guang’s hoarse voice rose, his eyes full of gloom, his gaze like the piercing cold of needles:"Lewis, they are all programs, you cannot ’change’ anything, the ending is already written..."

"Tretiya!" Su Ming’an completely ignored Lin Guang, trying to awaken Tretiya. But she just stood there blankly, as if struck by a massive data stream, unresponsive to the outside world.

"Lewis..." Lin Guang called out softly to him.

"Boom——!" Su Ming’an flipped his wrist, and a powerful Spatial Vibration instantly exploded in the room!

Under the vibration, the ground "crackled" and caved in, and Su Ming’an himself was flung away by the sheer force of the impact, crashing heavily onto the corridor floor. He coughed up blood, the bright red blood blossoming like a flower on the icy ground, and he felt a damp sensation trickling down his spine from the back of his head.

"Hiss hiss——" He lay on the cold ground, the relentless snow pouring into the corridor through the broken glass, instantly whitening his hair with frost.

The piercing wind rushed into his nostrils and lungs, blocking his breath, his body felt as if it had plunged into a cold ice pool. In that instant, even his thoughts seemed frozen, and he was so dazed he almost forgot what he had to do.

He must have looked very wretched right now, the blood on his outerwear all frozen, condensing on his body like red frost, and he could hear the sound of his bones twisting "crack crack crack" as he struggled to get up.

If he had not chosen to rewind, he would be strolling leisurely through the streets in broad daylight with Su Rin, enjoying every bit of adulation and blessings in the warmth of a banquet hall.

He remembered the first day of the lunar New Year last year, when he was recording horror game videos at home, eating the preserved fruits sent by Yuanyuan.

No one would have imagined that a year later, he would be in the snow-drenched Ruined World, battered and bruised on the High Tower of the City of Gods, trying to save the person who had sent him the preserved fruits.

Everything had ended, yet he inexplicably chose to struggle once more in hell.

"——Su Ming’an! Catch!" The figure of Yamada Machiichi flashed at the corner of the corridor, and a wheelchair was thrown with force, with a beautiful metallic sheen to it. Just like the last loop, Yamada Machiichi brought the wheelchair.

Su Ming’an reached out a hand, barely catching it; the wheelchair "clang" smashed beside him, nearly crushing his leg.

"Yeah." Su Ming’an called out.

"I understand, Doctor. I will take you to the rooftop," the calm voice of AI Yeah replied.

The wheelchair spun half a circle on the ground, lifting him like a bed, carrying him through the gap in the floor-to-ceiling glass towards the night, deftly avoiding the mechanics rushing out from the upper floors. The azure shield flowed like water, protecting the nearly silent, black-haired youth in the wheelchair.

Su Ming’an shivered from the cold. He lifted his head, looking up somewhat stiffly—111th floor, 112th floor, 113th floor...

This first run, he was one step ahead of Lin Guang.

Dark clouds pressed down like a heavy curtain, the night thick and dense, barely revealing the aviation lights on the highest floor, like the crimson eyes of a wolf. In the distance, the battlefield blazed with fire, and the faint sound of battle pierced through the heavy wind and snow.

Everyone was struggling for survival, clashing fiercely in the ever-turning world of fate.

"—Lewis!" A hysterical shout came from below as a white-haired youth, his body covered in blood and flesh curling, stretched out his arm high, as if trying to bridge the tens of meters to pull at Su Ming’an, but he could only watch as Su Ming’an rose higher and higher...

"Do you want this man to die? Lewis! Stop!" Lin Guang caught Yamada Machiichi and lifted him high.

But Su Ming’an, disregarding everything, didn’t even look back.

The snow dyed his hair white, frost covered his burnt skin. His face was expressionless, as if he were a statue, pale and silent, solemn and austere.

The barrage crazily claimed that the Number One Player didn’t care about his teammates, heartlessly indifferent, considering how Yamada Machiichi had risked his life to rescue him.

[Previously, it was Luna who sacrificed herself for him. Now has it finally come to Yamada Machiichi? Red-eyed Noel has been invaded by Ta Wei, and Lv Shu has gone missing—anyone close to Su Ming’an is cursed.]

[Although I like Su Ming’an, Yamada Machiichi is also pitiful...]

[Why does a nice New Year’s Eve have to end up like this? Why can’t everyone just have a peaceful and beautiful New Year... Yamada Machiichi sacrificed himself willingly; we outsiders shouldn’t judge.]

[But it’s hard not to feel cold-hearted. Su Ming’an doesn’t seem human anymore. He doesn’t even turn his head. He’s just a machine designed for Perfect Pass. Yamada Machiichi’s life is worth less than his progress bar.]

[...]

Yamada Machiichi felt no sorrow.

He simply closed his eyes, accepting the destiny of being left behind. Although he felt regret, Su Ming’an had always been the calmest and most rational person, not likely to abandon Perfect Pass for one person.

Those with the least right to accuse Su Ming’an were the Casual Players eating their New Year’s Eve dinner in warm rooms, those audiences who presumed themselves high above.

"...Goodbye." Yamada Machiichi muttered to himself.

The next moment, Lin Guang stretched out his hand, and with a "crack," broke Yamada Machiichi’s right arm—

"Crack," a crisp sound simultaneously exploded in Su Ming’an’s right arm.

For a moment, Su Ming’an’s face twisted with pain, almost causing him to faint. He lifted his numb left hand and injected the last Strengthener into his neck. The lost health rapidly climbed up, leaving a status alert of "disabled right arm."

Yamada Machiichi paused for a moment.

His right arm, which should have been broken, was unharmed. A streak of gold, like a liquid substance, twined around his right arm, rising like the Milky Way, pouring into Su Ming’an’s right arm in the sky above.

...

[Noah’s Chain (Gold Level): "Death can conquer the whole world, but our love will last forever, and life will never perish."

Effect 1: You can select any Player to share any hostile damage you receive in the next 3 seconds, with a cooldown time of one hour.

Effect 2: You can select any Player to share any damage taken in the next 10 seconds, with a cooldown time of fifteen minutes.]

...

The gold-level Equipment "Noah’s Chain," besides the Damage Transfer Skill, also had a "Damage Sharing" skill that Su Ming’an had rarely used.

In the past, he didn’t use it because there was no need. Usually, his condition was much more critical than that of his teammates. And in the last run, he didn’t because the High Tower Invitation was a rule-type skill, barring all external influences, making it impossible for him to share the damage for Yamada who was hitting the High Tower Invitation shield.

But now, this skill fit perfectly.

It allowed him to rush to the sky without hesitation, and also ensured the life of Yamada Machiichi, with only himself getting hurt.

However, Lin Guang didn’t understand the miraculous nature of player equipment. He didn’t realize Su Ming’an was the one getting injured. He reached out to Yamada Machiichi again—

With tears streaming down his face, Yamada Machiichi roared out, "Madman! You’re twisting Lewis’s arm!"

"Crack," another crisp sound.

Lin Guang froze, unable to stop in time.

"You..." He instantly let go of Yamada Machiichi.

Another streak of gold burst from Yamada Machiichi’s left arm, soaring into the cloud-covered sky, drilling into Su Ming’an’s left arm. Only then did Lin Guang realize what he had done. His face turned ashen, and he immediately started to chase in the direction of Lewis—

"Thud." Su Ming’an reached the rooftop.

His arms hung down, his bones unnaturally twisted, dark blood seeping through the overcoat.

The wheelchair brought him to the nuclear blast control panel. The display showed the time as 11:02 pm.

...Plenty of time.

...Definitely enough time, he had taken the initiative.

"Beep—beep—," the central control console was just in front of him. He turned sideways, aligned his wristwatch with the interface, and invaded the central control console directly and forcefully. In an instant, red light surged.

He wanted to interrupt the possibility of the Deity faction’s assault on Yuanyuan’s side. Only then could he resolve the issue at its root.

At the same time, he had to wait until Cloning Ming’an arrived, to kill or expel the authority holder, Lin Guang. Otherwise, the nuclear blast couldn’t be stopped.

He had to take care of both battlefields.

He turned around in the snowstorm.

Fifty-eight minutes left until the New Year’s bell would toll.

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