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Chapter 796: Chapter 794: HE: Heart of the Nightingale

"Ding dong!"

[You have achieved the (Lin Guang T-0321) character ending: HE·Heart of the Nightingale]

[(Heart of the Nightingale):]

["Sing me one last song, please. I will be very lonely without you."]

["The nightingale flew to the rose tree and sang all night long, with its breast against the thorns. Even the cold moon like icy water bent down to listen."]

["Be happy, be blissful! You are about to have a red rose. That’s what the nightingale said."]

["So, that extraordinary rose was dyed red, and the nightingale bled to death, still with the thorn in its breast."]

["I think, the nightingale would never know that the student threw away her rose, believing that the student would find love after her death. The student also wouldn’t know that a nightingale was moved by his love, he’ll never realize that he lost a nightingale that sacrificed for him, so he won’t be too sad—they must have achieved each other’s completion and expectations in their final moments."]

["Lewis, what do you think of this interpretation? Is it a positive one? Doesn’t it sound gloomy, like me?"]

["Because I am the silt, I hope that when the story reaches your ears, it isn’t stained with my filth."]

["When I stand under the last ginkgo tree burning myself, that will be my spring."]

["In embracing you, I seem to understand this feeling of ’can’t be without.’ The world in my eyes is only black and white, and you are the sole color."]

["All my life, I never really understood what love is. But you said, everything I pursued, is love itself."]

["It took me two thousand three hundred long winters to finally touch you."]

["Although I waited for a long time, spring is beautiful, so it’s okay."]

["That’s great."]

["Meeting you, Lewis, was wonderful."]

["I won’t be lonely anymore."]

["... Someone is holding me now."]

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[Main Quest "Revival of All Things" completion progress (5/8)]

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[The Ring of Time (Purple Grade) has been upgraded to lv.8]

[Current recorders of the Ring of Time: Tretiya, Bi, Yao Wen, Noah, Sen Kylstia, Beili Sier, Lin Guang T-0321.]

...

Under the sunlight.

Noel stared blankly as Su Ming’an collapsed, with bricks and stones piling upon him one after another, swiftly burying his form.

"Su Ming’an!" Noel immediately reached out, strands of thread extending forward to catch the falling bricks and stones.

He ran forward swiftly and scooped up the unconscious Su Ming’an, seeing his face pale as a corpse.

Su Ming’an’s face lacked any hint of rosiness, even his lips were deathly white, resembling someone who had long been malnourished. It seemed he had been in this state for quite a while, collapsing into a restful sleep only after fainting.

His body was covered in wounds, not only from the battle against the Mechanical Army—gunshot wounds, cuts, burns—but also a fractured leg. Upon lifting his clothes, Noel found Su Ming’an’s wounds were all bruised.

To maintain his sanity, Su Ming’an had been keeping himself in the fragile Shadow State, enduring pain throughout his body.

Noel pressed his lips together tightly.

He suddenly felt sad; the responsibilities entrusted to Su Ming’an by others were too heavy.

What had they achieved on this rainy night? Nothing but self-preservation. Whether it was the initial infiltration, the mid-term Emotional Resonance to gather information, or the final battle in the central building, it was almost entirely handled by Su Ming’an. As for them, they were like pieces of wood pushed by a tsunami, only waiting to be saved by Su Ming’an.

Lv Shu was no longer there, aside from Yuanyuan, he was the one closest to Su Ming’an.

Why didn’t he notice Su Ming’an’s extremely tense Spirit—why didn’t he tell Su Ming’an earlier that if people were gone, how would Su Ming’an’s ideals be pursued, and how would others view Su Ming’an’s failure? Nobody would know of Su Ming’an’s inner salvation, nobody would be aware of Su Ming’an’s ideals, and if everything collapsed, Su Ming’an would just be seen as a failed psychotic, a sequela that not even death and return could save.

Was it that Su Ming’an was too silent, or was he too hesitant, unwilling to become a companion wholeheartedly like Lv Shu, keeping reservations?

"—Su Ming’an! Quick! Call the Doctor—!!" Noel yelled, holding Su Ming’an, as soldiers and Players around immediately gathered anxiously.

"Chief!!" Anjie saw Su Ming’an’s dying appearance and was scared with tears streaming down her face.

"The Doctor will be here any second!"

"I have Healing Skills, I can heal him first! Let me through!"

"Don’t panic! Don’t cause chaos! If anyone dares to take advantage of the chaos to hurt Su Ming’an, I’ll be the first to spare no mercy! From today on, Su Ming’an is my father!"

Amid the chaotic crowd, the unconscious Su Ming’an was protected and carried away by Noel, with hundreds of people gathering upon hearing the news, forming a protective brigade following their Hero.

During this time, nobody noticed a bamboo flute lying quietly in the rubble.

The sunlight engraved on the bamboo flute, the crooked Dragon Country characters reading "Gift for Lewis" reflected broken golden light.

A wilted lily lay buried among the ruins, its petals scattered all over.

...

Dawn lifted the veil of the night, casting sunlight onto the city-state like a rebirth.

Several white birds perched atop the bell tower, fluttering their wings; the shiny white feathers fluttered in the wind, like pearls reflecting the light. Green sprouts poked through the cracks in the stones, bathing in the bright light.

"Boom—!!"

The central government building finally collapsed completely. The 132-story skyscraper turned to ruins, a massive scene with dust spreading over much of the city-state.

Yellow sand filled the streets, obscuring visibility almost completely.

The crimson eye in the sky was gone, and even the world broadcast at his ear had ceased, as if suddenly flipping to a brand-new page.

People helped the injured out of the ruins, some stumbled and ran through the streets, some shouted their comrades’ names, some struggled to shake off the rain on them as if they still hadn’t come to terms with the cold night.

"Did we... win?" a soldier muttered in disbelief.

"Where are the deities? They seem to have disappeared? Has that detestable Agent Lin Guang also died?"

"Sokol! Where are you? Answer me!!" A soldier with a broken arm charged through the rubble-strewn district, calling out for his comrade-in-arms.

The sky was obscured by whirling yellow sand and dust, and through the unforgiving sunlight that filtered down through the grit, it sprinkled inch by inch into people’s pupils.

Inside Caius Tower, the remaining two thousand one hundred and fifty-six players simultaneously heard the system prompt.

...

"Ding dong!"

[Deity Faction BOSS (?) has been expelled from Caius Tower, the Freedom Faction is victorious.]

[The highest leader of the Freedom Faction (Su Ming’an) as the best war promoter, commanding the Dawn War for forty years, leading the Underground City soldiers to topple the deity regime, ending the collective emotional resonance, expelling the enemy’s biggest BOSS deity, has made outstanding contributions and is awarded the title "Dawn Watcher".]

[(Dawn Watcher): Total Combat Power +5%]

...

[The top ten players in Faction Contribution Points of the Freedom Faction, please go to the highest leader (Su Ming’an) to claim the system rewards.]

...

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Violet climbed out from the ruins, her beautiful face covered with dust, her arm having been crushed by flying rocks.

She looked around her but did not see Su Ming’an.

Is he okay?

None of them saw the battle between Su Ming’an and the deity; Su Ming’an had banished the deity by himself, but what price had he paid himself?

"Violet! Everyone’s still alive!"

"What about Su Ming’an?"

"Don’t know! He might be in another battle zone!"

Rimu Sheng, Zhang Daoxuan, and others gradually gathered around. They gathered around the ruins, staring blankly at the collapsed central building.

The whirling dust floated in the air, glimmering like little fireflies. This scene was filled with a shocking sense of a doomsday rebirth, their eyes moistened, as if seeing such resplendent sunlight for the first time.

"Su Ming’an, he..." Player Rock, who was adept at insight, muttered: "is truly amazing..."

He finally realized how big the gap was between them and the Number One Player—that night, thousands of their players didn’t even get to see the BOSS and were overwhelmed in the cold rain.

"He is worthy of being the Number One Player," said Rimu Sheng.

Everyone nodded, even the discontented Rock couldn’t argue. Su Ming’an’s performance in the war had won them over. Before Ninth World, Rock had supported Edward, but now his stance had completely shifted.

What was Edward? Worthless! Not even fit to carry Su Ming’an’s shoes!

When he returned, he would definitely report to the United Group and suggest increasing support for Su Ming’an, whether it was assistance or public opinion; humans really needed Su Ming’an.

"My friends—your comrades will not have died in vain, it is time for revenge!" Above the city-state, a azure figure shimmered with electric light— it was the projection of Su Xiaobi.

At this command, Su Xiaobi did not use emoticons but instead relayed her message clearly into the ears of every civilian and soldier in the city-state. As the central command, forum moderator for war discussions, and the antivirus program of Caius Tower, Su Xiaobi’s order set the armies in motion.

"—The Chief has driven away the deity for us, now it’s our turn to wrap things up! Everyone, as long as you can still breathe, immediately pick up your weapons, execute those mechanical armies scattered throughout the city-states, and fully win back our Doomsday City! Do not let the Chief’s efforts for us be in vain!" Su Xiaobi’s voice thundered throughout the city-states as if it were roaring thunder.

People raised their heads above the rubble, bandaging the wounded and gathering the dead, their eyes filled with unwavering determination.

Now that the deity had been driven away by Su Ming’an—since Su Ming’an had dealt with the biggest trouble for them, the rest was up to them.

"Kill—!!!"

With a war cry that transformed the air, Che Kylstia led the charge, storming at the scattered mechanical army.

"The final moment is here—brethren, follow me in the charge!!" Dong Xu shouted.

Molite followed closely behind, clutching a submachine gun, his face flushed red.

Blood and fire were intertwined at dawn, and this war that had lasted for forty years was drawing to a close. With the bell toll at twelve, people stepped into the first day of the 72nd year after the Catastrophe, the Fuyuan Festival.

In the northeast corner of the city-state, Su Xiaobi’s projection gazed upon the battlefield.

"You did it, Su Ming’an," she murmured to herself, her face showing a tranquil sense of relief.

They had forcibly assigned him the task of salvation without asking for his opinion, assuming that he would save the Ruined World; they had wronged him.

But he really did it.

To her, he was the miracle of the Ruined World.

"Kill—!!"

Beneath the city-state, fierce flames ignited.

Sparking into lines, the lines ignited into surfaces, expanding ever wider, gradually covering the entire city-state—like streams of fresh red blood in the veins, like stars of fire lighting the plains.

Those ordinary people, even without fame, had fought bloodily. The giant cage had them repeating the same destiny, trapped in the dead waters of a "simulation."

And now, this was their last simulation. People didn’t know what "simulation" meant, nor did they know they were just part of a firewall program. They only knew that without people like them pressing on, no one else would be born into this world.

They were never trapped in slices of time, unable to escape a predestined fate of repetition.

Watching the soldiers fight bloodily, Su Xiaobi’s eyes trembled.

Suddenly, she remembered something Acto said before he died. His obsession right before passing away had etched into her emotional module, becoming her undying soul.

...

"Do not mourn for me."

"If we’re destined not to have a perfect ending,"

"perhaps we can possess a perfect soul."

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