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Chapter 703: Chapter 700: "Lv Shu, what on earth are you doing?

"Su Ming’an, if you’re in great pain, I can help you," Noel said.

"..." Su Ming’an closed his eyes, "Help me."

He knew what Noel meant.

"Swoosh!" A light sound, and in a flash, fine silken threads pierced his spine, lifting his consciousness high out of his body. Because he offered no resistance, those silken threads quickly pulled out his soul.

Viewing the earth from the perspective of his soul was quite an interesting experience. Floating high above, Su Ming’an watched as his body slowly collapsed, the light fading from his pupils, and his consciousness little by little dissolved into nothingness...

Before the rewind, he thought, Noel’s way of killing was really not bad, hooking a person’s soul out alive, letting the body exhaust its life force to death. When he died, he didn’t feel any pain, only a bit tired...

He faintly heard Noel’s voice:

"Ming’an, please don’t forget to respect life just because you’ve grown accustomed to death..."

...

The twenty-ninth cycle.

The black crow soared straight into the sky, where the coordinates for the fourth Dawn Code lay high above.

The timing to trigger this code was set for after six in the morning, and Noel was already clear that he would die in a nuclear blast. He held his head high, his slightly long blond hair brushing against his back, like a bird darting towards the sky.

Adventurers are not fearless; he, too, was afraid of death, but if death filled his journey with meaning, he could muster the courage to face it head-on.

The fierce blizzard stirred Noel’s blond hair as he squinted his eyes and smiled.

"Su Ming’an," Noel said, "I’m so happy..."

...Happy.

In the midst of the repeated struggles of reincarnation, surprisingly, Su Ming’an could empathize such emotion in the smiling young boy.

"Su Ming’an, adventuring with you, I’m really happy," Noel said.

"Is that so..." Su Ming’an said.

"Boom—!"

At six in the morning, a dazzling light arose from the earth, a mushroom cloud of orange and white grew from the parched red soil, rings of searing heat spreading high into the sky, as Noel’s figure began to fade, his skin melting like scorched wax. The wave of fire lifted Noel’s white robe and licked at his fluttering blond hair; his expression was calm, undisturbed by the agony of his flesh.

Before the unscathed Su Ming’an, shielded by the Yuan Guang, Noel just pulled a smile, his body swiftly burning to brittle bones.

The skin of Noel in Su Ming’an’s fingers scattered like grains of sand, the black crow beneath them plummeting down lifeless, descending in altitude, and quickly moving away from the position to trigger the code—

"Swoosh swoosh swoosh—"

Suddenly, he heard several sounds akin to taut strings, several transparent threads flickering in mid-air, tightly anchoring the broken body of the black crow, their other ends invisible to the naked eye, seemingly piercing into the void.

—These were the threads left by Noel before his death.

They held fast to the position of the black crow’s body, providing Su Ming’an with sufficient height. Even on the verge of death, Noel was paving the way for him.

However, the threads, lacking their manipulator, could not bear the great weight of the black crow’s body, and a crinkling sound of ruin followed.

Su Ming’an grabbed onto Noel’s bones and sat upon the flying wheelchair.

"Crack!" a crisp sound, the threads snapped, and the massive body of the black crow fell from the sky like a heavy dark cloud.

At the same time, the wheelchair soared upward, going in the opposite direction of the falling black crow.

Amidst the sky dotted with black stars, Su Ming’an, holding the scalding bones in his embrace, aimed for the precise timing to trigger the code, reaching high with his hand—

"Ding-dong!"

[You have obtained the Dynamic Code · Fourth Position · Mi.]

A bird falls from the high sky.

...

The thirtieth cycle.

Su Ming’an rose in the wind and snow, choosing to cause a huge commotion in the City of Gods with Noel and Yamada Machiichi. The fifth Dawn Code was inside the City of Gods.

While Noel and Yamada Machiichi desperately held back Lin Guang, Su Ming’an used Spatial Displacement to leave the battlefield and head down to the lower levels of the City of Gods.

However, even as he repeatedly crossed the spot that should have triggered the fifth code, there was no prompt for the password.

...What’s going on?

The timing for triggering the codes calculated by the Dawn System couldn’t possibly be wrong. It could only mean there was a problem with the location... It seemed Beili Sier lied about the position of the fifth code.

Su Ming’an furrowed his brow; it was too late to find Beili Sier now. It was three in the morning; he could only wait for the next cycle.

This cycle, he could rest.

What should he do now? Should he turn back to battle Lin Guang, or go see Su Rin on the other battlefield, or just commit suicide to end it...?

He walked along the corridor, the light flickering in front of his eyes. At that moment, he suddenly felt lost, as if he were in some floating and sinking dream.

With nothing to do, he unexpectedly felt empty, as if he needed to walk toward some goal, and any rest felt strange.

"..."

After pondering for a moment, he still decided to stroll through the central building to see if Lin Guang had hidden any secret weapons.

As he walked, he heard the voice of a deity whisper in his ear:

"Lv Shu, what exactly are you doing?"

"As a deity who knows everything, don’t you know?" Su Ming’an said.

The deity’s voice was tinged with confusion, "I cannot read minds, I can’t discern any logical connection from your actions, it’s as if you’re supported by an invisible chain of logic. What exactly are you looking for?"

A realization dawned on Su Ming’an.

—The deity didn’t know the locations of the Dawn Code.

He had thought the deity, with their cheat-like knowledge, knew everything, yet there were things even a deity did not know.

"I’m just taking a walk," Su Ming’an said.

"A walk?" the deity’s tone rose with incredulity, and after a moment, the voice returned to its usual calm and soothing timbre, "It’s alright, you have the freedom to give up on Kaius Tower, our bet is merely whether you can reboot the Dawn System."

...You seem quite surprised, deity.

"By the way, do you know what Beili Sier is most afraid of?" Su Ming’an suddenly asked.

"Hmm... he’s somewhat afraid of heights? He likes the feeling of having his feet on the ground," the deity replied.

"Good," Su Ming’an said no more.

He continued walking, and when he passed a tightly closed room, he stopped— he remembered Lin Guang being very cautious about this room, the time he approached this door, Lin Guang had shot his leg directly to break it.

He thrust the Amber Knife forward, activating his equipment skill.

...

[Active Skill (Condensation)]: In the next attack, it will carry the "Spatial Fracture" effect, causing extra slashing damage to enemies in front and enhancing the "Destructive Degree" when affecting objects.]

...

This skill could be called a divine artifact for breaking doors; even though this door had been heavily defended, it was still crushed under the terrifying spatial level of Su Ming’an, shattering like popcorn.

"Crackle and pop——"

Su Ming’an wanted to see what was in the room that made Lin Guang so nervous, a room whose highest defense couldn’t be broken even by the AI Yeah.

Stepping on the shards of glass reflecting the fragmented light, he turned on the lights of his wheelchair, illuminating the dim interior.

The moment he saw the room’s interior clearly, his pupils shrank.

"..."

He witnessed a breathtaking scene.

It was as if he had entered a crimson dream tunnel; he stepped into it and was surrounded by countless paintings and photographs, each frozen onto the wall like butterfly specimens, with frames uneven, like melted golden wax. In the room’s heavy crimson base wall color, it felt like art drowning in a sea of blood.

The dangling golden ceiling rustled as it swayed, the uneven golden reflections danced on the thin film of the paper drawings, bringing the portraits almost to life, seeming to break free from their frames, each face shining brightly amidst the fragmented reflections.

And all of these portraits and photographs—without exception—were of him.

Not Acto, all of him, Su Ming’an.

There were pictures of him in a white lab coat shuttling through Zone Eleven’s experimental area, images of him alone in the sky, stopping ten thousand exotic beasts from assaulting a city, pictures of him holding an empty glass at a return banquet, and also of him falling into hibernation in a cave amid the swirling snow... Hundreds of photographs plastered the room, with front views, side views, and silhouettes. Most seemed to be taken from a distance and then filtered and repaired. The timeline spanned 32 years of disasters since he first entered Kaius Tower, up to the present day.

Smiling, calm, contemplative, slightly angry, indifferent... Various expressions of his were reflected in the frames as if it was a personal image exhibit.

"..."

Su Ming’an did not expect Lin Guang to get his hands on these photos— that picture of the exotic beast attacking was one thing, but how did Lin Guang get that picture from the return banquet?

Could it be Lin Guang had infiltrated his circle long ago?

Were these paintings and photographs related to some sort of curse ritual? Surely they couldn’t just be ordinary paintings?

He shifted his gaze, and in the very center was an oil painting. It depicted a scene from the beginning at Kaius Tower, when he and Lin Guang were walking under the moonlight, with Lin Guang holding a bamboo-like flute and a beautifully etched golden gun at his waist. That was when Su Ming’an had just started at the Beacon assembly point.

The entire oil painting was in cool tones, leaving only the side where Su Ming’an stood wrapped in the bright light of a streetlamp, offsetting the darkness that enshrouded Lin Guang’s half. The painting was titled "Missing," and in the bottom right corner were Dragon Country characters, crooked and askew—written by Lin Guang’s own hand.

Next to it was an oil painting of a villa garden in Zone Eleven, titled "First Meeting with Friends." The dust particles in the painting flickered in the beams of sunlight that streamed through the leaves, brushed with a rich, warm palette, and a white-haired youth was approaching from a landscape filled with lilies and roses.

In this moment, as if sixteen years had overlapped, Lin Guang’s eyes in the painting were incredibly expressive, seeming to pierce through the film and glass, meeting the gaze of Su Ming’an, who was observing the painting.

"..."

Su Ming’an remembered that Lin Guang could paint.

So, this room didn’t contain any secret weapon, just some paintings and photos of no importance?

He made half a circle around the room, flipping over the backs of these frames, trying to trigger some clue, but he found nothing.

In a locked cabinet, Su Ming’an used the Amber Knife to break the lock and found a personal terminal.

...An unexpected surprise.

This was Lin Guang’s personal terminal, which likely contained the combat data for the City of Gods.

To activate the terminal a password was needed. While waiting for the AI Yeah to hack in, Su Ming’an tentatively typed in a password.

[l-u-w-e-i-s-i]

[Password correct, welcome to the terminal.]

"..."

It was actually correct.

Su Ming’an pressed the "enter" key, and the startup wallpaper that appeared before his eyes was the poem Violet once recited to Lin Guang:

[——You are the music, the firmament, the palaces, the rivers, the angels, and the profound roses that God displays before my blinded eyes, secret and eternal.]

He moved the cursor; the screen of this personal terminal was very clean, without messy programs—there was only a txt file named "Notebook"...

"Bang!"

With a crisp sound, the personal terminal in Su Ming’an’s hands suddenly shattered. Outside the door, showered in a dim yellow glow, Lin Guang was holding a gun, dragging two bodies along.

It seems the rest period for this loop has ended.

"Happy Fuyuan Festival, Lewis." Lin Guang said.

"..."

Su Ming’an put down the already damaged personal terminal, raised the Lamb Barrier to prevent Lin Guang from interrupting his suicide attempt.

Having seen everything in the room, he already understood what kind of emotion Lin Guang harbored towards him. It must be some sort of "anchoring" emotion, similar to what he felt for Yuanyuan.

Lin Guang had no companions like Yuanyuan, Lv Shu, Noel, Yamada Machiichi, or Luna by his side; all he could feel was cold looks and fear, so he treated those close to him as if they were his lifeline. Humans are social animals after all, and living too long in such a desolate, cold city, he could only save himself by attempting to find the anchor in his heart.

Unfortunately, the person Lin Guang should be looking for was Acto, as they were originally companions. If Su Ming’an were not in Acto’s possessed body, they would never have come into contact.

In the moment before his suicide, Su Ming’an lifted his eyes.

——He suddenly saw among the hundreds of photos in the room, there was one unique photo.

In the photo, he wore the clothes of an ordinary citizen, sitting in a movie theatre with Xiao Mei, her hand timidly at her side, not daring to reach for the popcorn. He, on the other hand, was taking notes on the content of the movie—this was a photo from the fifth day after the replica activation, during the time he and Xiao Mei went to see the movie "Do Electronic Hearts Dream of Things of Truth?"

The fifth day of replica activation, the Caius Tower had obviously not yet started; this was his photo from the City of Measurement.

How could Lin Guang have this...

His vision gradually dimmed, and everything around him slowly turned to void.

...

[(TE1·"Pioneer Immortality, Eternal Dawn") Perfect Completion Progress: 95%]

...

In the thirty-first loop, Su Ming’an went to that room again, but still couldn’t open that txt diary, Lin Guang, like a madman, prevented him.

He tried another loop, still failed, Lin Guang as if could pinpoint his location instantly teleported over.

In the thirty-third loop, Su Ming’an didn’t bother with the personal terminal, and went directly with Noel to the valley of Beili Sier.

As soon as they entered the valley, Beili Sier was hung up high by Su Ming’an; even Noel was startled by Su Ming’an’s "merciless" actions.

"Acto, you seem a bit unique today." Beili Sier’s legs swung on the grapevine trellis, his entire body trembling: "Why would I dream of this, I don’t have these kinds of hobbies..."

"It’s fine." Su Ming’an grasped the vine: "I just want to chat with you about life and dreams."

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