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Chapter 1210: One Thousand Two Hundred and Seven: "All Perfect Clearers Gathered."

Su Mingan stared at the black shadow in silence.

The shadow stared back at him in silence.

"Who are you?" Su Mingan said.

Now, even if ten thousand acquaintances appeared in front of him, and Lu, Lin, and Yue took turns to whisper to him, he would not be surprised.

The black fog dissipated a little, revealing a pair of moon-white pupils. He should be of human origin, and his facial features were very clear.

Su Mingan didn't know this Fifth Seat, but he looked very handsome.

"Come on." He said.

"...Huh?" Su Mingan blinked. He didn't expect the other party's first sentence to be to cheer him on.

"I will wait for you." He said again.

"Do I know you?" Su Mingan asked doubtfully.

The fifth seat shook his head, revealing a gentle smile, his eyes filled with tenderness.

"My name is Spark," He said, "Perhaps you will see me in Rovatha."

Su Mingan felt the kindness in his words. This spark should be friendly, and there is a vigorous vitality in him.

"Don't lose to the organizers, don't bow to the bad guys." Xinghuo said: "You are a good person, and good people should not end up being sacrificed. If you see me in Luowasha, I will help you."

"Why are you willing to help me?" Su Mingan asked.

“…Not out of [interests], nor out of [fellow citizens]. I am just doing it out of emotion.” He said, “Because I have seen good people sacrifice themselves. Reality is a rubbish game. No matter how good a player is, he cannot escape the fate. The child who longed to touch the sky walked through thousands of mountains and rivers, but after climbing over the mountains, there were still mountains. I don’t want to be like that. I want to change something.”

Su Mingan understood. Since He became a god from a human, He must have experienced a lot before becoming a god. It seems that He can only find out about His past in the Rovasha plane.

"Can you chat with me?" Su Mingan pressed on. These high-level people either talked nonsense or guessed riddles. It was hard to find someone who was easy to talk to.

"Ah."

"How did you become a god?" Su Mingan asked.

"…There is nothing special about my path to becoming a god. I didn't play world games, I didn't compete with anyone, and I didn't wander around the vast universe. My hometown is a high-magic world. The world's status itself is very high, and I have the most powerful bloodline potential in the world. So after my bloodline was completely unlocked, I became a god. Then…many things that could not be reviewed happened, I ascended to a higher dimension, and finally was involved in the world game, which is what you see." Xinghuo said.

"Something that cannot pass the review?" Su Mingan pricked up his ears.

"Well, the world game will block some of my remarks, so I can't tell you, so it won't pass the review." Xinghuo said.

"...Oh." Su Mingan said.

"What were you thinking about?" Starfire asked.

"I haven't thought about it." Su Mingan changed the subject: "The high magic world... refers to the one like Luo Vasha?"

It seems that becoming a god ≠ becoming a higher dimension. Xinghuo first became a god in his hometown, and then went through a lot before becoming a higher dimension. Finally, he was drawn into the world game and became the organizer.

"Rovatha is more advanced," said Starfire.

"What level of world is Zhai Xing in?" Su Mingan asked.

"Zhaixing is a low-tech, low-magic world." Xinghuo said, "Zhaixing is still immature, but has great potential. It will take time to grow into a more powerful civilization. My hometown has already taken shape. It has no more potential. It is just a stagnant high-magic world."

"The ruins world is a medium-tech, low-magic world. Because it has gone through the World Game, its technology has evolved from low to medium levels."

"And the Old World a thousand years later is a world of medium technology and medium magic. Because it has extended magical factors such as talismans during its thousand years of development, it has changed from low magic to medium magic."

"Ten thousand years later, in Praya's era, the world degenerated into a medium-tech, low-magic world. After all, there was a fault in the middle. The people of the old world all fled to the celestial sphere. The Earth was just a new civilization that evolved over ten thousand years, so civilization degenerated."

"In short, the level of civilization is not static."

Su Mingan didn't expect that he just asked casually, and Xinghuo told a lot of things like pouring beans, from a thousand years ago to ten thousand years later, from Zhai Xing to Praya. There was no information concealed, no riddle.

It's... so touching!
Clearly and distinctly, the words were clear - how long had it been since he met someone who spoke with such a long mouth? Xiao Qian, Xiao Lin, Xiao Li, Xiao Die... none of them could utter a word for a long time.

"Are you helping me so much because I remind you of your past friends?" Su Mingan said.

Xinghuo was silent for a while, then nodded: "Yes. I don't want you to be like him, struggling to the end but still trapped by fate."

Su Mingan has long been aware that the essence of the world game is something huge, and now it seems to be true. After all, the original theory and the possibility theory are here.

"I'm leaving." Xinghuo suddenly stopped.

In the dark corridor, He raised his eyes filled with moonlight:
"Although I really want to chat with you, there are others coming, so let's stop here. Due to the [rules], I can't say much. This is the limit."

"You are a good person." Su Mingan said.

"Yeah." Xinghuo smiled. His face was very beautiful, and his skin was as white as porcelain, making people feel warm and gentle: "You are also a good person. Good people should help good people."

Soon, the pair of moon-white eyes disappeared, and the endless vitality also disappeared.

In the deep dark corridor, Su Mingan put his hands in his pockets, waiting for the next person.

Come on, let’s welcome the next guest, Gao Wei.

"——Su Mingan."

A voice came from behind.

Su Mingan looked at this person - he was completely covered by the black fog, not a single bit was exposed.

"I am the eleventh seat." A black shadow came over.

"So this number is the order in which you queue up to see me." Su Mingan suddenly realized.

"..." He seemed speechless for a few seconds.

"What's your name?" Su Mingan received him skillfully.

"Just call me 'The Eleventh Seat Who Does Not Want to Show Up,'" He said.

"You don't want to show up. Why did you want to pounce on me when I couldn't stand just now?" Su Mingan said.

"Did you see it?"

"You're moving so big..." Su Ming'an said.

For some reason, the moment he saw this Eleventh Seat, Su Mingan felt a strong sense of familiarity, as if they had met countless times before, so that his tone subconsciously became familiar.

"Su Ming'an. The organizers all hope that you lose the bet and become their food, but I am the only exception." He said.

"...That." Su Ming'an said, "Dieying said this."

"Dieying is just an outsider after all. Even if Dieying said this, if he really faces a choice, he will still protect the new world instead of you. Just listen to his words." He said.

"Then you are from the inner world?" Su Ming'an asked indirectly after hearing this.

The eleventh person had his face tightly covered, wrapped in black from head to toe, not even revealing his eyes.

He nodded and emphasized:
"You and I will always be on the same front, Su Mingan."

"Please remember - my interests, goals, and alignment will always be the same as yours."

"If you can only trust one person among these twelve parties, that person is not Rabbit, not Shadow, not Ailya, and not Spark, but me."

...The force of these words was too strong. Su Mingan was stunned for a moment.

A strong sense of affinity flowed between them, as if connecting two hearts.

"I came here to confirm with you." He said unwillingly:

"[Zhai Xing should not hold Su Mingan back.]"

"【You should have let it go long ago.】"

"But you are still holding on to it. Are you sure that your will will never change, will not be shaken by any interests, and will persist to the end?"

Su Mingan said: "I am just an ordinary person. What sustains me is my ideals and obsession. Of course I will waver, but I will try my best to fulfill my promise."

Unwilling to show his face, he nodded and seemed to smile.

Before leaving, He said:
"There is something I must tell you, listen carefully:"

"——The eleventh world is a world where all mankind participates together, which is different from the past."

Su Mingan's eyes suddenly widened.

……what?
"The eleventh world is special in nature and extremely high in status, so it will not be divided into tens of thousands of parallel worlds, but only one." He continued:
"Hundreds of millions of players will gather in one world. It is no longer a copy that can only accommodate 10,000 players."

"So, on this last day, hurry up and find your teammates. Although hundreds of millions of adventurers will gather in Luowasha, Luowasha is too big, and even hundreds of millions of people will hardly meet each other."

"The previous limit for team formation was 5 people, but this time, it's 15."

"——Go and form an ultimate team of 15 people, Su Mingan. What will be the fate of civilization, will the World Game be destroyed, where will the organizer go, and whether you can win the game... a lot depends on this battle."

"Don't worry about the rule that [only one person can obtain the Origin of the World after a perfect clearance of each parallel instance]. Because there is more than one Origin of the World in Luowasha, you can rest assured."

"If you can get all the origins of the world, it is equivalent to cutting off the perfect clearance of all those who have completed the game perfectly, and in the end you will be the only one who can make a wish."

"If you are willing to share the source of the world with others, such as Bei Wang, Yi Song, and Lun Xue, who have completed all levels perfectly, to maintain the number of people who have made wishes, then that is your freedom."

"In any case, take as many as you can... Go get them. This is related to the effectiveness of your final wish, the growth of your small world, and how many perfect players you can have around you."

"I paid a heavy price to say this. I hope you can win."

"No matter what, I favor you and will always be on the same side with you, Su Mingan."

"Goodbye."

The eleventh seat left, and the corridor finally came to an end. There was a bright light in front, like the dawn in the darkness.

Su Mingan did not rush to leave the corridor, but turned around and looked back.

The deep corridor had nothing behind it. The several high-dimensional beings who had accompanied him all the way were nowhere to be seen, as if it meant that each of them could only accompany him for a short distance.

"...a world where all players gather together." Su Mingan murmured.

This is too much information.

In the past, it was divided into tens of thousands of parallel copies, with 10000 players in each parallel copy, but in the eleventh world, all the players were put together.

Even the Dome Land only has 100 top players, but the Rovasha World is gathering all the players!
——This will be the grandest scene.

Whether it is the failed Mizushima Kawai, the Sea King Yi Song, Bei Wang who completed all the levels perfectly, the prophet Aland who claims to see the future, the time controller Li Xiaoen, the mysterious silver-haired and red-eyed nanny Qins, the unfamiliar Peak Alliance members Alger and Eleven, the lucky player Shirley, the crazy king Angel and Boris, the storyteller Ryan, and even Lin Wangan... they will all gather together.

The Lighthouse Church, the Black Card Killer Organization, the martial artists of the ancient martial arts family, the mages of the Hott Wizard Union, the mafia behind the road, the child players of the Noel New World Guild... these organizations will also gather together and will no longer be scattered.

"How big is the world? Hundreds of millions of people are suddenly thrown into it, and yet they can't even touch each other..." Su Ming'an took a deep breath.

Since there is no conflict of perfect clearance, then bring in all the trustworthy perfect clearance players. I believe they are willing to respond to the call of the first player.

Wisdom, luck, force, charm, emotional intelligence... the peak comprehensive ability of human players——

……

All the perfect players, it's time to assemble.

……

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[April 4, 1:2]

[There are 22 hours left until the eleventh world begins. ]

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After returning to his personal villa, Su Mingan took out paper and pen.

As for Xiao Ming, he had disappeared long ago and no one knew where he went.

"Su Ming'an! We are playing Duck and Goose Killing, do you want to come?" Yamada Town and others were sitting in the hall. They had already regarded this place as their residence and reunited here every day.

"No need." Su Mingan went straight upstairs.

"Su Mingan, what did that woman at the auction house ask you to do just now?" The Mystery of Fire looked up.

"chat."

“Su Mingan, would you like some tea?” Lu Shu opened the teapot that had been kept hot for a long time.

"no need."

The moment the door closed and Su Mingan entered the room, they all turned their eyes away from the computer screen.

"I knew that the rabbit must have said something! Su Mingan's state is completely different before and after!" Lin Yin said secretly.

"The organizer must have threatened him. These people just can't stand to see the players doing well!" Yamada Machi said bitterly.

"...I think the organizer might be a good person." Qin Si laughed beside him.

"Are you still playing games?" Mo Yan asked.

"Let's have fun! Didn't we come to the villa just to create a happy atmosphere? Otherwise he'll see the villa deserted when he goes home. As long as we have fun here, he should be happier when he sees us." Lin Yin said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)