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Chapter 1242: One Thousand Two Hundred and Thirty-Nine [Daisies swaying gently in the spring breeze. ]

Su Mingan looked at the two of them.

According to Pudding, Hui Bai and Hui Bi are brothers, but they don't get along very well. One is a scoundrel in Hongta Country, and the other is a doctoral supervisor at Shaman Terry University.

"Liu Jin, you go first." Hui Bi pointed at Hui Bai and said, "This guy has excellent acting skills and has read a lot of tea art novels. He must want to be a supporting role with a lot of scenes, so he deliberately tries to please you."

Hui Bai smiled gently, as if he would never get angry: "I thought I was the eldest brother and I have improved over the years... but in the end I am still not presentable and can only say things that slander others."

At this moment, the page of the book trembled, and another figure appeared on this page.

The man wore a top hat, had swaying blond hair, blue eyes, and held a scepter. He walked over and whistled, "Wow? This page is so lively?"

Hui Bi and Hui Bai looked at this person with a similar appearance, with expressions of surprise on their faces.

Su Mingan picked up the dice: "You guys chat, I'm leaving first."

He didn't care why these three golden-haired creatures looked so similar, whether they were disguised or original, it had nothing to do with his main quest. He needed to complete the Disciple Game and had no time to deal with the debt left by Si Que.

"Are you in such a hurry to leave? We finally meet." The blond young man leaned on his cane and smiled, "I'm Noel..."

"Little Aba, I'll go first." Su Mingan rolled the dice and left the three golden retrievers to play by themselves.

"Huh? Is it so obvious? I clearly controlled my height and tone..." Little Aba's voice with a hint of regret came from behind.

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【The points are: 1. 】

[Your page number: (page 12) - (page 13). ]

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A white light flashed, and Su Mingan stepped onto Page 13, clutching the drama memory lenses he had just received.

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[You obtain the Drama Memory Lens: "Si Que's Millions of Paper Planes."]

【Excitingness: C】

[Thrilling level: D]

[Depth: A-]

[Elements: Return of the strong, imagination, time and space, IQ online]

[Comprehensive score: 11]

……

Su Mingan has not been included in the book yet. This plot has little relevance to the previous ones, so he can only be inserted at the right time.

He held on to the space and reached page 13. There were actually three people on this page.

A white-haired boy in red clothes with bare shoulders, he was Bo Ran from the Death Alliance. A red-haired woman in a long dress with a half-face mask on her head, she was Eva from the Anti-Fate Alliance. There was also a young man with flowing white hair, wearing a noble robe, with rubies inlaid on his snow-white thousand-layer collar... It was Lu Shu.

Su Mingan was surprised by Lu Shu's appearance. Lu Shu's strength was not high in this game and he was in an extremely dangerous situation.

Looking at the current situation... Lu Shu is facing danger.

Bo Ran and Eva attacked Lu Shu together, apparently intending to eliminate their competitor. Just as Su Mingan was about to attack, he saw Lu Shu move, and a black knife flashed an arc of light -

"Shh!"

Bai Ran screamed, and a deep scar appeared on his chest, and he was kicked to the ground by Lu Shu. Eva was shocked when she saw this, and just as she was about to retreat, Lu Shu shook his wrist and threw the black knife away.

In an instant, the sharp blade pierced through her shoulder, leaving a large area of ​​bright red, and nailed her to the ground like a butterfly specimen.

“Ahhhh——!!” She let out a shrill scream and gasped on the ground, but was unable to break free.

Lu Shu fell to the ground, and with a flick of his right hand, the black knife automatically pulled out from the ground and returned to his palm.

"Shh."

The bloodstain was thrown out, leaving a half-moon arc, and the blade was shining coldly, without any dust or dirt.

The next moment, the black knife was against Bo Ran's chin. Lu Shu's white hair was flowing and his eyes were cold and fierce: "...Say what you just said again."

Bo Ran coughed up blood and showed a happy expression, as if the pain made him happy: "I said a lot of things, which one are you referring to?"

Lu Shu tilted his wrist and stabbed Eva in the stomach, causing her to howl in pain as she tried to resist. He then turned his gaze back to Bo Ran and asked, "What do you mean by [Demon Crisis]?"

Bai Ran spread his hands and said, "Mr. Lu really doesn't care about worldly affairs. He only knows that the world is in crisis, but he doesn't know what the specific content of the world crisis is... It is the [Demonization Crisis]."

Su Mingan pricked up his ears. Although he was surprised at Lu Shu's sudden increase in strength, the information at the moment was more important. He had been wondering what kind of outsider civilization had invaded Luowasha. Luowasha was already so powerful, and there was actually another civilization that could invade Luowasha.

Bo Ran said: "[Magic Crisis] means that the outside civilization intends to awaken the ancient god who has been sleeping underground for ten thousand years - [God of the End of All Things Kelinster] and his angels [Twelve Mirror People], intending to stir up chaos from the hearts of the gods of Rovasha."

Lu Shu raised his eyebrows slightly, and quickly understood what Bo Ran said: "You mean... the outside civilization wants to use the devil to infect the divinity of the twenty-seven gods of Luowasha. So where does the devil come from?"

“It doesn’t matter where it comes from.” Bo Ran stretched out his bloody finger and tapped Lu Shu’s chest with a smile:

"Everyone's demonic nature... is within their own heart."

“No matter how upright a person is, he/she cannot be free of selfish desires and darkness in his/her heart. What the extraterrestrial civilization needs to do is to use the devilish nature emanating from the God of the End of All Things to awaken the darkness in everyone’s heart in their dreams... It’s that simple.”

“A person’s greatest enemy is not an enemy, but himself.”

Lu Shu said calmly: "It's nothing more than [invading other people's minds and awakening their desires and darkness]. It's just mental pollution, a method that is not worthy of being shown on the stage."

Bo Ran raised his head and laughed. Even though his wounds burst open and blood flowed out, his expression was still full of joy:
"——Is that so? Most people do think so, that it is just a kind of spiritual pollution."

“But my understanding is this — it’s liberating.”

"It is a kind of...exposure to freedom and the unsealing of shackles."

"Because, [ideal] is the most powerful shackle, Master Lu. For the sake of this bright and great outer coat, everyone forcibly erases their own desires, regards themselves as an insignificant brick on the road to ideals, and loses the meaning of the self..."

"Only when everyone realizes their most explicit desires and their most authentic needs, will they no longer be controlled by the shackles called "ideals"."

“[Ideals] are a poison and an inducement.”

“It can make a person with a promising future willingly tie his own hands.

"Let a man who has lived a thousand years die halfway for an illusory goal.

"Let a bird of freedom and romance break its wings in the sky.

"Let the wingless ones rip off their flesh and blood,
"Let the vain pursue the dream of exile,
"Let those who are full of expectations lose everything,
"It fills the pedestrians with regret."

"——The God of the End of All Things only awakens the most authentic thoughts buried in everyone's heart, allowing them to break free from the cover called "Ideal" and allow them to bravely pursue what they really want."

"As for you, you have always been working for a bright goal - but is this really what you want most? I can hear the dark desire lingering in your heart... It belongs to the purest and most original desire of mankind. But you forcibly concealed it, blinded your eyes with "ideals", and forced yourself to walk towards the ideal road, even sacrificing yourself..."

"However, this is not true. I can sense that you don't actually love the world."

Lu Shu held the black knife in his hand, but the blade did not move forward an inch. After a moment, he laughed mockingly, with a turbid look in his eyes like mud: "Ideals... are essentially a kind of shackles and chains, you are right."

Su Mingan was surprised that Lu Shu would say such a thing.

"Your comprehension is extremely good." Bo Ran praised.

"So, what exactly is extraterrestrial civilization?" Lu Shu asked.

I have said so much, all of which is to explain [Magic Crisis] and [God of the End of All Things], but I have not mentioned who the extraterrestrial civilization is.

Bai Ran smiled, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said:
"I do not know."

Lu Shu was silent for a moment, his expression turned gloomy: "...Are you looking for death?"

Bo Ran smiled and said, "I only know that they want to bring true freedom to Luo Washa."

At this time, Su Mingan removed the space concealment and appeared in front of the three people.

“—Freedom is not unlimited freedom.”

Bo Ran's words are not without reason. Indeed, many people are blinded by the word "ideal" and are subject to the empty call of greatness and justice. But if everyone lives for their own selfish desires, the world will be a hundred times more terrifying.

"Oliviers..." Bo Ran stared at Su Ming'an in a trance, and subconsciously reached out to Su Ming'an: "Is it you...Oliviers?"

"Shh!"

A hand fell to the ground, and Bai Ran covered the broken limb, his eyes still fixed on Su Mingan.

Lu Shu put away his knife, and the blade trembled slightly, leaving a half-moon-shaped blood stain on the ground.

Su Mingan knew that Bo Ran was a member of the Death Alliance, and his greatest wish was to arrange a grand death for Si Que. He was not a normal person. He was too lazy to respond and walked straight towards Lu Shu.

"Changed clothes?" Su Ming'an glanced at the noble dress on Lu Shu.

Lu Shu nodded.

"It's you...Olivier." Eva smelled the scent of Oliveier, her pupils slightly widened, showing a bit of greed: "The [Book of the World] is in your hands, right!"

"What?" Su Ming'an had never heard of this term. He looked at Lu Shu and Bai Ran.

“Rumor has it that before Si Que disappeared, he used his lifelong spiritual energy and wisdom to create a treasure called the [Book of the World]. Whoever possesses the [Book of the World] can touch the most fundamental mysteries of the world and understand all the truths in the world.” Lu Shu explained: “In addition, several draft fragments written by Si Que were unearthed recently, which attracted many leaders to fight for them because they were looking for Si Que’s most famous [Twelve Stories].”

"【Twelve Stories】is...?" Su Mingan said.

"Si Que once wrote the twelve most perfect stories. It is said that each story was inspired by the Supreme Lord, revealing the past and future of the world, and has a very profound meaning. Whoever can understand all the [Twelve Stories] will obtain the [Book of the World] and become the next ruler of the world." Lu Shu said.

Su Mingan suddenly understood. The reason why the Dragon Emperor and others wanted to capture Olivers so much was probably not only because they were deceived, but also out of interests - they wanted to obtain the [Book of the World] and become the ruler of the world.

At the same time, the awakened [God of the End of All Things] launched the [Demonization Crisis] in an attempt to seduce the twenty-seven gods of Rovasha.

From this point of view, Si Que Olivers is indeed a decent person. If Si Que himself were here, all problems would be easily solved, but the problem is - the person standing here is Su Mingan.

And everyone... believes that as long as they get him, they will get everything.

After sorting out the situation, Su Mingan became more and more confused. He had too many enemies. It seemed that the road to becoming the Super Jellyfish Emperor was still long.

"Oliviers. Aren't you going to release the Twelve Stories?" Eva shouted, "With the world in crisis, your Twelve Stories can greatly increase the strength of civilization. Are you going to keep it to yourself?"

"Let him go, today." Su Ming'an would not be held hostage by morality.

After this level is completed, he will go back and write twelve random stories and throw them to those people to fight over. As for the big gap between his and Si Que's literary level? It doesn't matter, this group of people already firmly believe that he is Si Que, and there are a lot of people who are crazy about him even if he writes some garbage.

Even if a great artist spits on paper, there will always be a group of experts who praise it lavishly and appreciate it as a masterpiece that will be handed down from generation to generation.

"Read the story first." Lu Shu said.

Su Mingan nodded, walked to the page of the book and reached out to touch it.

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[The story you drew is called "We'll Meet Again." ]

【This story has a total of 30 pages. 】

【You are on page 13. 】

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He opened his eyes.

He was lying on the soft grass, white daisies swaying in the wind, warm sunlight shining into his eyes, and his long purple hair spread out on the grass like a flowing river of stars.