Su Ming'an's eyes lit up.

...Kasadia, you're truly a good man.

He didn't expect Kasadia to include such a service, very thoughtful.

Wei Bai, Wei Bi, Wei Mo, Pudding, Xi Li, Wu Yi, Qianqin... Names flashed through Su Ming'an's mind, and he suddenly asked, "Can it be Sique?"

Kasadia's mask froze for a moment, and the smile seemed to stiffen.

A moment later, a somewhat lowered laughter came forth:

"...Only Sique won't work."

"Even I can't find him."

Su Ming'an's pupils slightly shrank... Even a Second-level God can't find which corner of Luowasha Sique is in?

Either Sique has surpassed the Second-level God, or a presence higher than Second-level God is shielding him.

Looking at the colorful paintball which had dimmed slightly, Su Ming'an coughed, "Alright, I choose..."

Kasadia listened quietly.

Su Ming'an curled his lips:

"2021 version... Su Ming'an."

...

"——What the hell! That's the Number One Player, it's so obvious, with such a big sign over his head!"

"——I touched him! I'll never wash my hand again!"

"——Su Ming'an, I will forever follow you ah ah ah!"

By the fountain of the Boss Rabbit statue, water splashed.

The black-haired boy stood in the fountain pool, summoned a clone, and had the clone hold a bloodstained fire axe. He faced the zealous people, lowering his voice, threatening with killing intent:

"——Come closer, and I'll kill you."

He was originally just out shopping in casual clothes, but he didn't expect such a glaring "Number One Player" glowing title above his head, exposing his identity and getting surrounded by fanatical players.

The people were relentless, like a pack of hungry piranhas, rushing towards him longingly, crazily photographing and filming, even trying to snatch a piece of his shirt or pants leg.

"Number One Player! You're so cool!"

"Though I don't know where the first-ranked Su Liujin and second-ranked Xiao Bai came from, they're all NPCs, the Number One Player is the real first in the board!"

"Kitty, let me kiss kiss kiss kiss——!"

Under the people's frenzy, the black-haired boy gradually found no way to retreat.

"Bang!"

Just then, a cloaked figure suddenly descended from the sky, standing on the Boss Rabbit statue, the cloak slightly lifting in the wind, revealing strands of white hair and golden eyes.

Their eyes met, the black-haired boy looked up, stunned—Which player is this, emerging from the sky?

"Little Su, come with me." Su Ming'an lowered the cloak and grabbed the black-haired boy's hand.

Su Ming'an guessed that if the players from the 2021 version were products simulated by the Disciple Game, then the Main God World of the 2021 version should also exist. So, he had a spark of Inspiration and let himself teleport next to the 2021 version Su Ming'an—thus, he would directly enter the Main God World of the 2021 version.

In one move, transcend dimensions.

However, the Fun Demon said he could only stay here for a while and would soon return to Luowasha.

"...You?" Little Su recognized Su Ming'an; he initially thought Su Ming'an's white hair suggested he was Dragon Country's Lv Shu. But after passing the levels, he realized Su Ming'an was probably an NPC, otherwise, he wouldn't be so powerful, yet this NPC could enter the Main God World!?

"Who is this?" Players looked bewilderedly at the descending Su Ming'an.

"I'll take you away," Su Ming'an said to Little Su.

Little Su glanced outside the plaza, seeing the crowded throng, he shook his head, "We won't be able to get out, too many people want a close look at the Number One Player and more are continuously coming."

"Don't worry." Su Ming'an grabbed Little Su and summoned the mechanical wheel.

The mechanical wheel, shimmering with circular blue light, was a high-tech product from the Ninth World; players had never seen something so advanced.

"Damn, a flying prop?" Players showed shocked expressions.

"How could there be something so powerful at this stage?"

"That's cheating, this is impossible..."

"Could it be that the person descending from the sky is really the true Organizer? Is the host rabbit his pet?"

"The Number One Player is indeed the Organizer's lackey!"

"Such a cool mechanical wheel..."

"Don't leave! Don't leave ah! Let me touch you again!!"

Su Ming'an took Little Su and rose with the wind, leaving the fanatic players behind. Little Su was somewhat unaccustomed to such high flight, his complexion pale, but he still held on, forcing calm.

It seems the Disciple Game's simulation is quite accurate, this period's Su Ming'an indeed has a bit of fear of heights and the fears of an ordinary student. But having died many times later, he couldn't even bother with what fear was.

"If afraid, don't look down, I'll quickly place you somewhere vacant." Su Ming'an piloted the mechanical wheel, glancing at the crouched Little Su next to him. Little Su clung tightly to the edge of the wheel, the wind blowing his short black hair, his gaze quivering as he stared at the wheel's surface.

Clearly afraid inside, yet still appearing composed outside.

Su Ming'an couldn't help but begin reminiscing... Was he like this at first too?

Now, he seems to no longer feel fear. Or perhaps, traveling this path, having lost so much, there's no longer anything left to lose.

Even crying gradually lost its purpose, fear began to blur.

"...There's nothing to be afraid of, it's just like a pirate ship. The pendulum swing and jump scare, I'm not afraid of those, why fear this." Little Su maintained his facade of calm.

"You've never been to an amusement park, don't pretend." Su Ming'an straightforwardly corrected Little Su's bravado.

Little Su's expression slightly cracked, he hadn't been to an amusement park, how did this white-haired person know?

"Who exactly are you?" Little Su looked at the Perfect Pass Pattern Mark on his hand, suspicious, "I obtained the Perfect Pass, you also obtained the Perfect Pass, though I don't know why, it indicates there's no conflict in our identities. You're not a player, so why can you enter the Main God World?"

"NPCs have many ways to enter the Main God World, sometimes just needing a Red Rose." Su Ming'an said casually. He found it amusing—that from his own perspective, he is the player, and Little Su is the NPC simulated by the Disciple Game. But from Little Su's perspective, Little Su is the player, and Su Ming'an is excessively strong NPC within the instance.

Their roles swap under each other's perspectives, each believing their own view is correct.

"Red Rose? What do you mean?" Little Su was puzzled.

"Can't say." Su Ming'an adopted the role of a riddle master. If the Disciple Game subverts conventions, it's best not to establish a fixed mindset.

Little Su stared at Su Ming'an, and Su Ming'an read Little Su's thoughts—Little Su was hating the riddler.

Questioning, understanding, becoming.

"I felt strange before, clearly this is an apocalypse instance, yet the Dragon Emperor, Elf King, Lord of the Undead appeared... these people don't fit the style at all." Little Su said seriously, "I am willing to believe you are the Lighthouse, and it was a pleasure talking with you. But I still want to ask—are you a bug in the World Game?"

...bug?

Su Ming'an thought for a moment: "You could understand it that way. We are much stronger than you."

Little Su nodded: "In that case, I want to become allies with you."

Su Ming'an: "...Okay."

He realized now... although there was only half a year between them, it seemed like several lifetimes had passed. He could clearly understand every move Little Su made, even predict what Little Su was thinking every moment. Yet, when Little Su looked at him, it was as if he was looking at a complete stranger.

A person whose name was not "Su Ming'an."

What exactly had someone gone through to become so drastically different from their self of six months ago, to the point where even meeting themselves felt completely unfamiliar?

Clearly, Little Su was also him, so why could he show such vivid expressions? Why was Little Su's smile so unfamiliar? Why were they both evidently whole and vibrant on the outside, yet why did he feel like his mind was nearly empty?

When Little Su closed his eyes, he could see a bright future, and the wish of returning home together.

When Su Ming'an closed his eyes, he saw countless... graves.

It was black and white, not colorful.

It was silent and solemn, not youthful and bright.

"No matter why you NPCs appear in the instance, my wish is only for a perfect pass. Since our perfect passes do not conflict, I hope to achieve a win-win with you." Little Su said, patting his chest.

"...Okay." Su Ming'an shook Little Su's hand. Even though their palm sizes were roughly the same, he felt like he was holding a small shadow.

It was then he realized, that actually, from the very beginning, he had been quite powerful. In such a game where the average combat power was four or five thousand, Little Su, who only had a combat power of one to two hundred, had managed to acquire 7 pages of the book.

Luck, emotional intelligence, intelligence, all were indispensable.

Su Ming'an instructed Little Su on some precautions. After sending Little Su to a deserted place, Su Ming'an left.

...

Upon returning to Samantri University, the Fun Demon, very kindly, teleported him directly to a single dormitory room.

A strong sense of fatigue hit him, as he had not slept since entering the instance.

He collapsed onto the bed, and Su Ming'an quickly fell asleep.

...

In front of him was an exquisite dessert table.

Su Ming'an didn't expect that falling asleep would lead him to dream of eating desserts.

The caramel pudding glistened with a tempting brown-yellow hue, coffee emanated a faint milky aroma, and three cubes of sugar settled in a cup. A purple-gold round dish engraved with the double joy magpie welcomed the spring, presented a banana mille-feuille cake, while rainbow-colored macarons were lined up beside, brightly colored.

Extremely delicate arrangement, yet not lacking wit, showing the host of the tea party had excellent taste.

Su Ming'an sensed someone sitting opposite him at the table.

The person leaned lazily on the chair, legs resting on a small stool, propped by one hand against their cheek on the table, with the other hand holding a book, seemingly reading with lowered eyes. Flowing like a star sea, purple hair cascaded down their back, the slightly long eyelashes quivering, eyelids gently drooping, the eyelid skin showing a layer of white sheen.

The wisteria along the window sill draped onto their shoulder, as if adorning their hair with blossoms.

"...Hmm?" Upon seeing Su Ming'an appear, the young man closed the book, dropping his eyelids, lazily looked over, with a faint curl of a magpie wing at his temple, hidden among his thick purple hair. His features were slightly flamboyant, yet didn't lack angularity, with a slight blue-gray under his eyes, lips extremely pale, seeming bloodless:

"You finally went to sleep, Mr. Lighthouse."

"...?" Su Ming'an could feel he was dreaming, but his consciousness was very clear.

"I originally thought we'd have a chat on the first night, didn't expect you'd sleep only on the third day..." The young man yawned, his eyes bent, with the corners of his eyes lifting subtly red: "Inviting you into my dream, is to play a game with you."

Su Ming'an looked at the dazzling purple-haired young man in front of him. This young man was one of those with top-tier appearances Su Ming'an had seen, his brows and eyes painted as if by ink, with several touches of bright red and blue-gray at the corners, like the color of a magpie, yet always drooping his eyelids, lips very pale, which slightly dulled the sharpness of his golden pupils.

The young man glanced at people with half-opened eyes, unclear if it's laziness or arrogance. For this grand artist of Luowasha, the most spiritually talented Creator of a millennium, perhaps he did have the capital to be so.

"...Sique Olivius." Su Ming'an stated, using a declarative sentence.

"Yes. You are very smart, didn't even ask who I am." The purple-haired young man reopened the book, propping his chin with his hand, lazily saying:

"I know you have many questions now, I will answer them one by one... but, we'll use an interesting way."

"I'll ask you a question, then you ask me a question. Both sides can only answer with 'yes', 'no', or 'I don't know', continuing until I lose interest. Throughout, you must tell the truth."

"So, if you want to get more information, you need to maintain my interest in questioning."

"So, want to play? Mr. Lighthouse."

"Hello, yandere." Su Ming'an however said.

The young man's eyebrows twitched, as if not understanding the meaning behind Su Ming'an's term.

"I see you laughing out loud in the future, you will lose to Outer Realm civilization." Su Ming'an said.

Sique cast a side glance at him, suddenly smiled, like ice particles clashing:

"You are very clever. Indeed, declarative sentences do not count as questions, I cannot see a question mark in your words, so I cannot initiate a counter-question. However, don't play smart, please ask questions."

...seeing a question mark? What does that mean?

Su Ming'an's eyes shifted slightly.

"Want some sugar? This is my dream, you can drink anything you want." Sique disregarded his prestige, putting down the hand supporting his chin, fingers together, gesturing slightly at the exquisite dishes on the table. Even so, his gaze remained fixed on the book in his hand.

...this person even reads in dreams.

Su Ming'an felt the passion of this great artist. Only with enthusiasm can one write spiritually rich texts.

"Anything?" Su Ming'an asked.

"Anything." Sique's red-tinged eyes lifted.

"Cilantro ginseng, strawberry banana cabbage meat soup." Su Ming'an said.

Sique tapped his fingers, and a strange drink like that appeared in the cup before Su Ming'an.

...it seems, this is indeed Sique's dream, such a bizarre drink could not have been prepared in advance.

After a brief trial, Su Ming'an put his hands together on the table.

Sique seemed to sense something, glanced sideways at Su Ming'an, the gaze exchanged, with a hint of vitality coming alive within the laziness of his golden eyes.

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