Shadow reached out: "Leaving already? Wait a minute, let's talk about your authority..."

Su Ming'an decisively left, not wanting to stay a second longer.

After Su Ming'an's consciousness left, Shadow sighed and expanded the dance floor a bit more, allowing the splendid scene to spread even wider.

Only Chang Ge remained, silently roaring within Su Ming'an's body.

...Big brother, why did you leave so quickly? I'm still here!

Help, help please...

...

During the exile voting session, Su Ming'an and Boris, tied with Mizushima Kawa Sora and Xue Qixia. Mizushima Kawa Sora initially wanted to exile No. 12 Lu Meng, but did not succeed.

In the Word Spirit session, Su Ming'an was chosen by No. 11 Boris in the third round.

"I choose No. 1 Su Ming'an and No. 3 Lv Shu," Boris said without hesitation.

Lv Shu stared at Boris, his eyes like they were about to shoot fire.

...

[Question: Please answer, No. 1. Is there a secret language between you and Noel? How did you weave this secret language, and why is there no trace of communication in the live broadcast?]

[Question: Please answer, No. 1. Where did your Ruler's Skill come from, and what is your promised perfect pass wish to the organizers?]

[Action: No. 3 cuts off No. 1's left hand.]

[Since No. 4 Noel used a special prop during the daytime session, from now on, the questioner can choose which option to answer]

...

[Please, either No. 1 or No. 3, make a choice.]

...

In an instant, everyone quieted down.

Upon seeing these three options, Su Ming'an was filled with an indescribable sense of astonishment. These questions can no longer be described as "tricky", as each one is practically strategical.

The first question definitely cannot be answered. The code was a means of communication through cycles crossing death rebounds, and he had no way to answer.

The second question is slightly better, but also not suitable for answering. There's uncertainty if there's a trap in the question, or if it ties into any Word Spirit. Most people have their broadcasts on, and the public opinion impact would be too great.

The safest option is unexpectedly the third one.

But...

Su Ming'an looked at Lv Shu, who returned the gaze silently. His green pupils obviously shrunk for a moment, showing a disapproving glint in his eyes. Lv Shu couldn't understand the danger of the first two options; he only knew the third option was not good.

The barrage in the live broadcast room was abnormally fierce:

[Why hesitate, just pick Option 2!]

[Is Su Ming'an not picking One and Two because he's feeling guilty?]

[What is the secret language? Did I miss something? Where is there a secret language between the two?]

[None of the options are good; wounds are hard to heal, Eli's injuries haven't even healed yet, not to mention amputations. What happens afterwards?]

[Sweating all over, aren't you?]

[Absolutely grilling someone to death with questions.]

[...]

Su Ming'an looked at the candlestick on the table; everyone was staring at him, waiting for his choice.

"...I choose," Su Ming'an said, "I choose Three."

His choice surprised most people. After all, in their view, Options One and Two were certainly not as severe as amputation.

Through pupil dilation, heartbeat, breathing, one could discern if a person was lying. Just now, Agnes answered a question about personal life, although unwilling, she still told the truth.

"You really don't want to answer, huh? Did you promise the organizers a wish to dominate the world?" Agnes asked suspiciously.

"Shh, silence," Eli made a gesture.

To them, Su Ming'an's thoughts didn't matter, but they couldn't let such matters surface openly.

...

[No. 3, please take action.]

...

A knife appeared on Lv Shu's table, and Lv Shu directly chose to refuse, resulting in a penalty during the daytime session.

The Word Spirit session ended.

...

[No. 1, No. 2, No. 11, it is now the third party's discussion time, and you have ten minutes to discuss.]

...

Upon entering the little space, Su Ming'an immediately grabbed Boris by the collar.

Boris hung his head, his expression as melancholic and dejected as ever, with fine features reminiscent of fragile porcelain.

Then Su Ming'an punched this porcelain.

At that critical moment, Boris still decided to dig a pitfall for him. Su Ming'an could grasp this person's psychology—probably wanting to see if the deity in his mind could exhibit traits that would impress him. Completely baffling.

Although violence was prohibited in this space, no one stopped Su Ming'an. After beating up Boris, Su Ming'an let go of him, warning him that if it happened again, he'd go for the kill.

"Yuanyuan, your situation is relatively safe. The witch will definitely prioritize killing me, Mizushima Kawa Sora, Noel. Inform me at any time of any situation," Su Ming'an instructed Yuanyuan.

Yuanyuan thought for a moment: "You've returned a thousand years ago, then why did I enter your past? Mizushima and the others also returned a thousand years ago."

"There may be two routes, 'a thousand years ago' and 'another's past'. Fortunately, the one who saw my past was you, and not someone else."

Yuanyuan curved her eyebrows in understanding.

They would win together.

...

[Daylight·Second Day]

[Possessed Character: Li Mingyue (Fourth Principal)]

[Current Plot Direction: Deity announces eradication of history→Teleportation into Experimental City (Nine Serenities)→Agree to join the Peace Festival]

...

I opened my eyes.

The sky outside was near dusk, suggesting it was the day of the Peace Festival.

The railings were entwined with red and green lights, festive red adornments on the walls, light balls twinkling with fragmented light, and the corridors and classrooms were filled with a festive atmosphere.

...Where is Teacher Xia?

After walking for a while, I didn't see anyone at all. A sense of unease suddenly bubbled up, staring at the empty corridor, various terrifying possibilities flashed through my mind.

What happened on this day when I wasn't around? Could it be that the deities broke in? Did high-dimensional beings invade here? Why was there no one to be seen?

The tension quickened my steps, rushing from the upper floors to the lower levels, with the tall Peace Tree standing in the first-floor lobby, adorned with multicolored lights and ribbons, thousands of gift boxes of various sizes piled beside the tree.

I didn't see any bloodstains or corpses; it was as if the children evaporated from the mortal world.

Until—

I stepped into the auditorium. The auditorium, situated at the edge of the Experimental City, was usually not open. Now the doors were wide open.

I glanced casually inside; it was pitch-black, with nothing to be seen. The sense of foreboding grew stronger, could something really have happened...

I turned to leave but heard a sudden "whoosh" inside the auditorium.

"Whoosh," "Whoosh," "Whoosh"...

It was the sound of candles being lit.

I turned back.

——The sky full of fireflies entered my eyes.

It was a heart composed of thousands of candles, the flames flickering. Xia Jiawen stood on the stage, his hair neatly styled with gel, wearing a crisp suit on top, mismatched shorts below, and holding a bouquet of roses, his face full of tension.

The students' smiling faces emerged in the darkness alongside the burning candles, waving glow sticks in their hands to cheer on Xia Jiawen.

"Mr. Xia, make sure to succeed in your proposal!"

"Mr. Xia, go for it!"

... So they were all here.

I finally understood why Xia Jiawen was anxious about his suit pants last night. It turned out that on such a meaningful day as Christmas Eve, he had planned to propose.

This guy, didn't he know to borrow a pair of dress pants, yet really wore shorts to propose.

He kneeled on one knee towards a lady on the high stage, holding roses and a diamond ring.

"Yawen, I like you! Marry me!" His face turned bright red.

The female teacher covered her lips, tears shimmering in her eyes.

The union of partners is sacred and meaningful in human consciousness. He is romantic; even with the world's end imminent, facing a long wait, he wants to confirm his feelings before the Ark sets sail.

In his eyes, there remains only strong love, as if the entire world favors him. Perhaps this is his happiest moment.

I sincerely bless him, hoping that with someone by his side, his long and lonely life might become more colorful.

... But time is running out.

This thought suddenly popped up in my mind, I don't even know why I think this way.

Clearly, we still have a long time ahead, yet I... suddenly had this thought.

Watching the blissful couple, I turned away, looking at the solitary cold wind outside the door. Lv Shu stood not far away, holding a Black Blade. He looked up, staring at the sky's lonely and desolate Blue Moon, as if pondering something.

"He wants feelings before the world's end." Lv Shu said.

Feelings before the end.

I have heard the story of Noah's Ark, with the world-ending flood impending, mankind built the "Ark." And the millennial plan, also known as the "Ark Project," for most people, their lives would end in the flood, perhaps including Xia Jiawen, perhaps including me. We also don't know on which day our lives will end, maybe long-lasting, maybe quickly.

For me, "love" seems distant. For someone possibly not long for this world, it may become a wound that torments the survivor for a lifetime.

Watching Xia Jiawen's happy face, I only felt a divide; this happiness is too far from me.

Behind me, people had already started dancing, as if reveling before the end. Mr. Xia's confession succeeded, the children danced around him, and the broadcast played festival music.

I could hear laughter from far, far away—the laughter of young people in dormitories, laughter in the computer room playing games, the sound of opening gifts around the Peace Tree... so distant, so abundant, so joyful.

Then I saw the monitoring room beside the auditorium; I walked inside, and on the monitor was the scene outside the Nine Serenities.

——Ancient books burned, portraits smashed, blood, skin, flesh, and heads smeared everywhere. Chaos, filled with struggles.

So this is how chaotic the world outside the Ivory Tower has become. A war surrounding faith and history is so fierce.

Outside the Nine Serenities, tall buildings crumbled, gunfire boomed, skeletons scattered, devastation everywhere.

Inside the Nine Serenities, singing and dancing, children laughing, partners dancing together, celebrating peace.

This made me feel a kind of confusion.

Not angry at the tranquility inside the Nine Serenities, that's as it should be. Just felt a strong bewilderment… What can we overturn? What can we change?

Lv Shu stood by my side.

The sound from the monitoring screen and the auditorium sound merged, as if from heaven to earth.

I heard children's noisy laughter.

I heard children's crying.

I heard the beautiful waltz's flowing sound.

I heard the explosive sound of buildings collapsing.

I heard laughter bursting from tasting desserts.

I heard the heartbreaking screams left by burning flames.

I heard all things beautiful.

I heard all things desperate.

"Dad... Mom... Where are you... Help me——"

"Teacher, try this tiramisu, it's super delicious..."

"Don't kill me, don't kill me... I won't mention the Old God anymore, I beg you... Ah——"

"The story Mr. Xia told us yesterday isn't finished yet, can we continue today?"

"That's my masterpiece, it's the sheet music I painstakingly wrote, you can't burn it, no——"

"The musical instrument I gave you, do you like it? Yawen, I still want to write a song for you..."

...

I briefly gazed at the void future, what is the other side of the cliff?

In this shattered civilization, who bets against the High Dimensions, and who can witness the end? I have hated being human more than once, humans are too short-lived, not even a tenth of the years can they cross. Thus, I can only hope for an unknown future.

I remembered Xia Jiawen asking me last night while drunk, what is your wish. Then I said, even a deity wouldn't grant the wish of a drunken drunkard, have a good rest.

I covered him with his coat, and he stared at me with red eyes for two or three seconds, squinting, seemingly planning to sleep.

But he bundled up the coat and suddenly leaned close to my ear and said.

... My wish is for you all to be safe. Goodnight.

Under the Blue Full Moon, I looked at his tired face, maybe from years of sleepless nights, deep dark circles appeared under his eyes.

What was I thinking at that time.

... I thought, if only it really could be like that.

The waltz sound swirled around my ears, and I felt a hand suddenly brush over my forehead, a gesture meaning blessing.

"God bless you."

Lv Shu said.

"Where did you learn this phrase?" I briefly regained my will, this doesn't seem like something he would say.

He gave me a clean smile, dry, really rare on his face.

"Peace Festival, it's a blessing among friends."

"Hope you are well."

"Hope I am well."

His pronunciation was clumsy, like he was very unaccustomed to this blessing; perhaps in his past life, no one could let him do so. This clumsy blessing couplet reminded me of someone, but I quickly suppressed my thoughts.

I heard that on Peace Festival, everyone will make a wish, just now counted as Li Mingyue's thought, and what's my wish?

I was thinking.

I still hope we go home together.

Then I asked him about his wish, just like Li Mingyue asked Xia Jiawen.

His eyes lit up slightly, as if something very pure arose in his eyes.

He said,

His wish is for us all to be safe. Goodnight.

...

Goodnight.

Today is a Christmas Eve.

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