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Chapter 1547 Final Chapter - Crossing the Sea [32] - "Come back, come back, come back!" (Thanks to Alliance Leader "Shu Yao")
Hey, you.

Don't linger here.

—Don't repeat this cycle.

If given another chance, even if every step were to repeat the tragedy of the previous one,

In the final moment of devouring Noel

At the last moment when I saw Su bread
You must too...

"Clap."

……

Su Ming'an felt as if he were soaking in a dark blue lake, with the starry river quietly surrounding him.

The moment he parted the layers of branches and leaves and saw the Su bread, the intense impact made his vision go blurry, as if countless familiar scenes flashed before his eyes.

“Father God.” Su Bread cupped his face in her hands.

"..." Su Ming'an's breathing became heavy for a moment. He was sure he had never experienced such a thing, but why did he have a sense of déjà vu?
— Déjà vu, also known as the "hippocampal effect," refers to the feeling of familiarity with something or a scene that one has never experienced before, even though one has experienced it at some point in time or place.

Before he could say anything, Su Bread whispered in his ear:
"Father God, there is no time to explain why I became the World Tree. In order to prevent you from being taken away by Boss Rabbit according to the rules, you must engage in a BOSS battle with me."

"However, once the BOSS battle ends, the eleventh dungeon will still enter the settlement phase, and you will still be taken by the boss rabbit. To avoid this situation, I have a plan."

"You should have already noticed that the god An is missing."

Su Ming'an looked around and indeed did not see Shen Ming'an. Shouldn't this guy be leisurely sitting under the tree drinking red tea and making sugar cubes?
“…He is dead,” Su Bread said.

Su Ming'an opened his eyes wide.

He felt something hard being inserted into his palm, and after a moment's thought, he realized it was a few sugar cubes.

“A few days ago, Noel Agni broke into the tree and killed the god An,” Su Bread said.

"Wait... is Noel that strong?" Su Ming'an said.

“After all, the god An on this line only possessed the power of the ‘Fun Demon’ deity and never held the authority of ‘observation.’ Noel went all out and killed the god An,” Su Bread said.

Su Ming'an sensed something was wrong: "This line?"

"Hey, hey, aren't you going to start fighting yet? If the [rules] determine that this isn't a BOSS battle but just chatting, then I'll take away the title of the number one player!" Boss Rabbit was getting impatient, floating around in the air, sometimes stretching into the shape of a noodle, sometimes into the shape of a marshmallow.

Su Bread's expression tightened, and he immediately quickened his pace: "But at the last moment, the god An pounced on me. At that time, I hadn't regained my senses yet; all I knew was to eat. As soon as He pounced on me, I ate Him..."

“After I ate Him, I gained His memories, which He must have anticipated and did not leave these memories to Noel Agni.”

“Now, kill me immediately! Use your authority to ‘devour’ me. In this way, you will not only win this BOSS battle, but also learn about the memories of the god An.”

"As for the sugar cubes I just gave you, they were left to you by the god An. They should help you break the deadlock and prevent the boss rabbit from taking them!"

She cupped Su Ming'an's face in her hands, gently and timidly pressing her forehead against his, before slowly lowering her head.
"...Do it, Father God."

“Since you cast the seed of the World Tree in 114 years... I have been waiting for this moment for a very, very long time.”

Su Ming'an's mind was filled with many questions.

Why the strong sense of déjà vu? Why is Su Bread the World Tree? Why did she mention "this line"? However, he had a premonition that once he obtained the memories of the god An, he would get many answers.

“...I feel like I’m being controlled by myself again,” Su Ming’an said.

Now is not the time for sentimentality; since that's the case, we must...

He took a soft breath.

After obtaining the memories, I died and reverted to a previous state, then tried to find a way to change the situation.

His left palm glowed with a scarlet light, and claws emerged from his fingers.

"Don't stay here."

For some reason, he heard the same auditory hallucination again, the familiar voice echoing in his ears.

It is said that when a person's mental state is extremely poor, they can see things they cannot normally see, hear sounds they cannot normally hear, and even perceive the mysteries of the universe, hidden strangeness, and supernatural phenomena.

Su Ming'an used to disbelieve such claims, but now he's starting to believe them.

"Don't repeat this cycle."

The "devouring" authority pattern on the collarbone lights up, and the tiny tongue shines brightly.

Su Bread slowly closed her eyes, revealing a regretful yet satisfied smile.

"...If I had another chance, even if every step was a repeat of the tragedy of the last time."

The Devouring Claw gently touched the back of her neck, its arms half-encircling her, like a hug.

Her hands rested on Su Ming'an's back, with only her fingertips touching, her palms completely suspended in the air, not daring to touch too closely.

"...at the moment of finally devouring Noel."

As the Devouring Claws were activated, Su Ming'an glanced back at the spot where Noel had died. He had just devoured Noel in the same way, and for some reason, he had a dangerous premonition, as if he had made a mistake by eating Noel.

"...the last time I saw Su Bread."

Her chin rested on his shoulder, but without any force, the touch was so light it was like a dragonfly skimming the water.

Then, the slender, trailing body of the girl gradually transformed into a scarlet light, like countless crimson fireflies dancing in the sky, merging into Su Ming'an's claws and being devoured by him.

"I must..." Su Ming'an murmured involuntarily, closing his eyes.

Memories of the god An flooded into his mind.

—To change that tragedy.

……

That was a story of setting sail.

The god An refused Su Liujin's request from the sea and chose to guard the shore instead.

He chose a relatively conservative approach, deciding not to collect images of the Supreme Lord or explore the zeroth generation of disciples' games, but instead to "become a tree" to make up for the final energy deficiency and start the Ark.

He convened a meeting, collected stories, and together with his companions constructed "Welcome Back to the World Game," delaying the pursuit of the higher dimensions.

He collaborated with the gods of Cloud City, using the "Soul Yellow Gem" to read memories, the "Manjusaka Flower and Clock" as clues, the "Eternal Life at Dawn" to force himself to die, and the "Desperate Point" to be artificially set by the "Six-Hour Interval" rule. By exchanging time for space, he finally broke the deadlock and publicly reverted to his death.

He swallowed the godhood of the demon Lezi, using himself as bait, and waited for the ark to set sail.

Finally, dressed in black, He arrived at the World Tree and, with the help of Serena, Dan Shuang, Arterev, and others, destroyed the World Tree that refused to open the [World Barrier], killed the god An, and the "Small World" successfully set sail.

He completely transformed into words, into a tree, flowing into the "small world".

Since He has lost His human form and is no longer considered a life, Boss Rabbit cannot take Him away, and Noel cannot kill Him.

Before leaving, He removed the "Seed of the World Tree" belonging to Rovasa from His own chest and tossed it into the now empty Rovasa's grounds. After all, He had become a new tree, possessing His own seed. This seed, given to Him by Iguler to belong to Rovasa, should also be returned to Rovasa.

In the small world, Lü Shu stood in front of a huge tree that blocked out the sky.

The tree is beautiful, glistening, and lush with branches and leaves, like thousands of dazzling crystals hanging down.

“…Su Ming’an, let’s go.” Lu Shu craned his neck, looking up at the tree.

“We’ve been gone for six months now, and a new order has been established.”

"Everything is fine here. Despite the large number of people who have come in, Su Bread is not flustered at all and has arranged everything in an orderly manner."

"She said she would arrange everything, and when the situation no longer needed her, she would come to the tree and commit suicide there."

"The position of Realm Lord is temporarily vacant, but no one has taken it, including Su Lin."

He said, "That Su Ming'an guy isn't dead yet, he's just turned into a tree. He'll come back someday. Why do I have to sit on him?"

“Yueyue didn’t follow. She said, ‘Since Su Ming’an went with the Little World, someone has to stay in the World Game to watch over him from afar.’ So she stayed in the World Game.”

“Luna is gone. She lived too long. But I know you were watching her before she died, right? You are the World Tree, you must have seen her… Before she died, she said she was not alone and had no regrets.”

"Yamada-cho Ichi, Lu, Isabella, Aini... they've all become 'Tower Masters'... Ah, it's similar to the nine-seat system in the Ruins World, there are now fifteen seats. Below them are over a hundred 'Council Masters,' composed of outstanding players and those from the Zhai Xingyuan class. In short, order has just been restored, everyone is still exploring, there will definitely be many things that are not right, we can only work things out slowly... Fortunately, the guys currently in power are all very pure, thanks to your insight."

"As for Noel, after you transformed into a tree, he quietly left, probably knowing he couldn't stop us. We've never seen him again."

"Ah, have I said too much? You are the world consciousness, you can definitely see these things, I don't need to explain them one by one."

"But, if I don't talk to you like this..."

Lu Shu sat under the tree and slowly lay down.

—It was a slightly undulating hillside, covered with pure white wild daisies.

He lay on the hillside, taking a nap in the afternoon, and gently closed his eyes:

"If I don't talk to you like this, I'll really think you're gone forever..."

"Woof woof, woof woof!"

In the afternoon sun, a small gray dog ​​ran down the hillside, whimpering.

"You damn dog, I haven't touched any other dogs today, why are you still barking!" A black-haired girl with a bow in her hair walked over with her hands on her hips, looking very annoyed, and pointed at the greyhound while shouting.

"Woof, woof!" the greyhound barked incessantly.

"Little Grey, don't disturb Su Ming'an," Lu Shu said, lying down.

"Mmm..." Little Grey shut its mouth, lay down next to Lu Shu, and wagged its tail.

Lin Yin plopped down and looked up: "Can he still wake up?"

"I do not know."

"Can he hear us?"

"I do not know."

"Hey—Su Ming'an!" Lin Yin stood up, cupped her hands in front of her mouth, and shouted loudly:
"You must wake up—do you understand!"

"We don't want to be any kind of second men, and you will definitely not change over time!"

"We—we—believe in you!"

The sound carried far and wide, like the high-pitched playing of bagpipes.

She tilted her head back, her eyes red and moist.

Give us another miracle, okay... Aren't you always good at creating miracles? Wake up, wake up.

Su Ming'an.

We will wait for you... until we are old and gray... until we grow old.

……

The abandoned Rovasa.

A lifeless planet, drifting in the vast universe.

The final snow has long since ended, and the place is as quiet as a dead star, with only thick snow and cold winds, as if we have returned to the Ice Age.

After an unknown amount of time, the seeds that the god An had left behind before departing slowly grew, sprouted, and grew new leaves.

It broke through the thick snow and grew against the wind, becoming the only life on this dead star.

"Whoosh." Suddenly, a footstep came.

A boy wearing a small crown and a white velvet cloak walked through the snow, his golden eyes calmly watching the sprouting seed.

He gazed at the seed for a long time, then gently sat down.

On this deserted, dead star, the boy remained.

He stayed here for unimaginable years, until bacteria appeared underwater, until reptiles appeared on land, until birds reappeared in the sky, until—the seed grew into a tree.

He took meticulous care of the tree. Each time he returned, the abundant energy he brought caused the tree to grow much taller, accelerating the planet's development significantly.

Until the tree finally developed self-awareness.

"Who are you?" came the childish voice.

“I am…” The boy paused for a moment, then smiled and said, “Just call me the Jellyfish Emperor. I am the last survivor on this planet.”

"Jellyfish Emperor, you took care of me, you are so kind." The tree said, "You are my good friend."

“Good friend…” Su Liujin nodded: “Yes, good friend.”

Gradually, the tree grew taller and taller, eventually taking on a human shape.

Su Liujin stayed by the tree's side, and this dead star was beginning to come back to life. He often came to the tree, bringing dinosaur scales, beautiful gems, and corals from the sea, all of which he gave to the tree.

Gradually, Su Liujin's strength grew stronger and stronger. He began to be able to leave the planet, and even take the tree's consciousness with him, leaving only the tree's shell behind.

Over the long years, they traveled the universe together, experiencing many interesting stories and journeys. Each time Su Liujin grew stronger, she would divide the spoils equally, half for herself and half for the tree.

Su Liujin liked sweets, and they often used tree leaves to make black tea, brewed it with sugar, and sat together to drink the sweet tea.

“You haven’t given me a name yet,” the tree said.

“You have your own name, I just haven’t told you,” Su Liujin said.

"why?"

“You… come from the heart of a deceased person. You are essentially his gene, inheriting many things from him. Once I tell you your name, you will remember everything before he abandoned you,” Su Liujin said.

“Isn’t it good to remember?” the tree said.

“Of course, that would be great, but you’re still growing, so it’s not the right time yet.” Su Liujin smiled. “How about this: I can live for at most another thousand years. After a thousand years have passed, I will tell you what happened before.”

"it is good."

They visited many planets, many beautiful places, and many wonderful landscapes.

On the day Su Liujin died, they returned to the now vibrant Rovasa, and the tree learned its name.

— "Su Ming'an".

He remembered that before becoming the World Tree of the Lesser Worlds, he had left a part of his consciousness within the World Tree Seed and cast it into Rovasa. Perhaps it was to give the Death Star hope of revival, or perhaps it was to preserve a part of himself.

He stood beneath the World Tree in a white robe, turned around, and looked at Su Liujin: "I remember now."

“Yes.” Su Liujin nodded without surprise: “I found you, I gave you a lot of resources, you can live longer than me. You have become the new 'world' itself, while I am just an ordinary person.”

"Why...why did you do this?" asked the god An.

“I have only one request,” Su Liujin said, “…when the return of the universe to Poincaré is about to begin again, when your lifespan ends.”

Those golden eyes were silent and still.
"Following the method I taught you, you can retain your memories and abilities during the return of the Poincaré in the universe..."

"Keep a piece of your genes here."

"In this way, after the next universe reboot, 'you' will reappear under the World Tree, in 'your' true form."

“You will see the next ‘you’. Remember, you must stop him from doing things that hurt himself and make him only care about himself.”

"Why do you do this?" Shenming An asked.

“Because…” Su Liujin said, “Once he starts sacrificing for others, he will live for a very, very long time. In the end, he will either become the World Tree, or a higher dimension, or become the organizer; there are only a few cases where he will die immediately.”

"You don't want 'me' to live long?" said the god An.

Su Liujin shook her head:
"It means you can't live too long."

“Each time you live too long, your soul experiences a very long lifespan. With each occurrence, this leaves behind increasing negative effects. You must minimize these residual effects from each instance in order to…”

He paused:

"...only then can everyone be led into that golden forest, along the narrowest, yet freest, path."

"I can also realize my ideal and make the ending of Eden better."

"After all, this time you chose to stay behind and guard the shore, you didn't hold my hand, you didn't find the image of the Supreme Lord, and there are still many problems in Eden that haven't been solved... I'm very sorry."

The deity remained silent. He understood that if He wanted the most perfect ending, He would have to guide His next self.

After all, this time, he had transformed into the World Tree, which was a decent ending, but it seemed that he had not broken some kind of invisible cycle.

What does it look like when a cycle is broken?

What does a truly perfect ending, one that is not within a cycle, look like?
He longed to see that scene.

He raised his head; his homeland was no longer visible, and the small world had vanished without a trace. Were his companions alright? Had his other petal, which had become the World Tree of the small world, already been severed by the second?
Will they weep? Will they build a tombstone for Him?

"I can no longer return home..." Shenming An looked up at the sky: "Jellyfish Emperor, did you also divide yourself into so many petals for that best ending...?"

Su Liujin only showed a weary smile:

"...We have all been traveling for too long."

He gently closed his eyes and lay down among the wildflowers under the tree.

It was as if a dark blue sea of ​​stars enveloped their figures.

Splash—splash—

All the noise disappeared.

"Though no one remembers, though no pen records it."

“I will remember… in some place submerged by the waves of time, we were friends for a very long time.”

Goodnight, see you at the ends of the universe... Jellyfish Emperor.

"Next time, I hope I will choose to sail forward with you in the sea."

……

—Come back, come back, come back.

……

The deity An, beneath the World Tree, is reading a book.

A book titled "Global Travel: The Infinite World Tree Evolution Starting with a Confined Prince".

He loved the plot of the book; it suited His taste perfectly and gave Him a strange sense of resonance, as if He had written it himself.

He had forgotten many things, did not know where he came from, and opened his eyes to find himself sitting under a tree.

He only remembered a vague sentence, and he didn't know who had spoken it to him.

"—Remember, you must stop him from doing things that will harm himself, and make him only care about himself."

He brewed black tea, stirred sugar cubes, and waited silently for "someone" to arrive.

He had a premonition that as long as he saw that person, the resonance would become stronger and stronger, and his memories would gradually return, allowing him to remember who he was and why he was there.

Until that person arrived.

"despair."

Footsteps.

The call of destiny, like a deep-sea current, had long been stirring within the depths of His soul.

He clearly sensed that the unseen forces were converging into an inescapable focal point—the figure that was about to appear.

The footsteps are getting closer.

"Tap, tap."

It's him.

Beneath that crystal canopy, supported by translucent branches and leaves, resembling solidified teardrops, flows a silent, crimson stream.

That person was stumbling towards them.

"Tap, tap, tap."

Their eyes met, both glowing gold. One was as scorching as the melting sun, the other as cold as solidified molten lava.

The man, dressed in blood-soaked, tattered clothes, covered in wounds and bearing the belongings of his companions, walked serenely towards the center of the vortex of fate, his steps stained with blood.

He really is someone who doesn't cherish himself.

—The protagonist of the story, "this time," is the only one: Su Ming'an.

……

……

Under the sunlight.

—He turned around.

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