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Chapter 1608 Final Chapter: Crossing the Sea [50]: "The Wedding".

"Ding dong!"

You have completed the seventh stage of the perfect completion mission, "Borges' Library".

[You have received the mission reward: The Awakened One Ability: Game Core *1]

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[You have triggered the eighth stage of the perfect completion quest, "Antetoria's Kiss".]

[Mission Requirement: Jump to "The Attic of Casal".]

[Mission Reward: Awakener Ability *1]

[Mission Note: "Angels cannot enter Hell, but they will wait for you who are walking towards Hell."]

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The pages of the book were turned in a vast, swirling motion, and a black-haired youth held a blood-red scale, smoking a pipe.

He wore a smoky gray mandarin jacket with deep blue patterns, and lightly held a pipe between his fingers. The wood was warm and smooth, and wisps of pale blue smoke curled out, wrapping around his thick, raven-feather-like black hair like silk threads. He looked like an old ink painting hanging on the wall of time, vivid and lively.

His gaze swept across the surroundings with warmth, like crystal that had been washed clean, clear and peaceful.

“…I really do want to talk to you,” the black-haired youth said. “Come on.”

He tore open a spatial rift, inviting Su Ming'an inside, but Su Ming'an turned to look at Su Wenjun instead:

Are you just going to stay here?

“I’ve detached myself from everything; I’ve become a pure ‘reader’… So be it.” Su Wenjun sat on the bookshelf, head down, turning the pages.

Su Ming'an knew that this library was essentially a simulation of the universe. Su Wenjun, seemingly sitting on the bookshelves, head bowed as she turned the pages, was actually sitting in the vast emptiness of the universe, gazing at the stories of countless planets. It was simply presented to humanity in an easily understandable form.

fair enough.

Su Wenjun, you are free.

Su Ming'an took Xiao Su's hand and looked at him: "Come on, I'll show you the truth of the universe."

Xiao Su's eyes flickered. His vision was limited to the Disciple Game. He had never even stepped outside of Rovasa's realm, let alone knew that there were worlds beyond worlds.

“Friend, who exactly are you…” Xiao Su murmured.

"Are you bringing him along?" The black-haired youth smiled slightly. "The shock of suddenly learning that the world is so vast, and that the Disciple Game, which he regards as everything, is nothing more than a game within a game—this kind of shock might cause him pain."

“I don’t want to see you die unconscious in the closet.” Su Ming’an looked at Xiao Su: “Let’s go. No matter what your true nature is, whether it’s written or copied, I believe that ‘I’ will not collapse because of knowing the truth, and I will never resist going to the truth.”

Upon hearing this, Xiao Su remained silent for a moment, then nodded emphatically.

"Ok!"

"Friend, let's go!"

He had a vague realization of how insignificant his world had once been. But even insignificant, it was everything to him. If those old friends of Zhai Xing in his eyes were all fabrications… he would protect them nonetheless.

He followed Su Ming'an away not to fly away like a bird seeking freedom and never return, but to return and protect this land after learning the truth.

"Let's go."

Su Ming'an took Xiao Su's hand and led him away from the swamp step by step.

"--Wait a moment!"

But the shouts came from nowhere.

Su Ming'an paused for a moment, closed his eyes, and quickly detached himself from the Cosmic Library—it was just a perceived illusion that would disappear when he no longer wanted to see it.

He returned to the campus and saw all the contestants gathered there, while Shen Xue lay on the ground, her body wrapped in silk threads.

"Don't go, don't go...!" She stared intently at him, her hand reaching out towards him. All the ghost stories vanished, but she remained, like a vengeful spirit unable to escape.

"Shh!"

Lu Shu stabbed him.

Blood splattered on his face. He closed his eyes and said calmly, "In the third instance, if we can kill you once, we can kill you a second time."

Shen Xue stared blankly at Su Ming'an, then suddenly burst into laughter:

"Actually, I just need a little bit of love... just a little bit of love..."

She used to really like one of Su Ming'an's fountain pens, her eyes would often glancing at it unintentionally. She had even mentioned to him how beautiful the pen was, but he would just smile. She thought it was a very precious thing, so she didn't insist on having it.

One day, as she passed by the window, she saw Su Ming'an comforting his deskmate who had performed poorly on the exam. He took out a pen and handed it to his deskmate, saying, "I write very well when I use this. You can practice with this, and you'll do well on the next exam too."

At that moment, she realized that it wasn't the pen that was precious... it was just that she wasn't precious enough in his eyes.

During her days and nights there, she was plagued by recurring nightmares, many of which depicted her attending his wedding. He was dressed in a suit and tie, walking towards the wedding hall, while she could only stand resentfully below the stage, watching with other guests as he waved to them, bouquet in hand, and walked towards happiness…

She was unwilling to accept it, she was jealous, she hated it, and her piercing gaze fell on the bride. She wanted to tear off the bride's white veil! What kind of face was even more beautiful than hers!

Under the spotlight of the wedding hall, the bride turned around and saw a bright blue planet, smiling so happily.

Shen Xue was awakened time and time again by this unparalleled panic.

Why isn't she standing next to him?

why!
"Our great benefactor, what should we do with her?" Zhou Sheng asked, rubbing his hands together. Now, in their eyes, Su Ming'an was the super golden thigh who had led them through the game.

Just as Su Ming'an was about to speak, Shen Xue screamed, turned into ashes, and disappeared into the auditorium.

She's a ghost story, not a normal being. He shook his head: "There's no need to worry about her."

He used to feel some panic, but now he is completely at peace.

She was no longer the Shen Xue he knew. The Shen Xue of the past at least knew how to talk about "love," but now she was just a rigid shell that had become stagnant with the passing of time.

"Are you leaving?" Lu Shu looked at him. "Where are you going?"

"You will see me again." Su Ming'an smiled.

“…We’ll wait for you,” Lu Shu said firmly.

Su Ming'an didn't linger. He pulled Xiao Su along and stepped into the spatial rift of the black-haired youth.

At this moment, Xiao Nuo arrived a little late with a group of contestants. He stared in shock at Xiao Su rushing towards the universe and shouted, "Where are you going? Aren't you coming back?"

Xiao Su waved her hand; it was too late to explain.

Xiao Nuo stood there, murmuring, "...You must have some hidden reason for going with him, heading towards the universe..."

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"...Boss Cat is an independent life that split off from the Eleventh Seat." Chen Qingguang's first sentence shocked Su Ming'an.

"Is that so?" Su Ming'an murmured. No wonder Boss Cat has a blood-red scale on his body, and black hair and eyes. Could these be the characteristics of the eleventh seat?

“There’s one more thing,” Chen Qingguang said. “In the past, Sheng Qi was a powerful high-dimensional being in the universe. He created many civilizations, and ‘Minghui’ was one of them.”

They walked on a dark road, with the sound of flowing water and a sky full of stars.

"Minghui is a small world of Shengqi?" Su Ming'an's pupils shrank, he really hadn't expected this.

In his eyes, Minghui was a very complete high-magic civilization, created by Shengqi.

“Most civilizations are naturally formed, but some are created in higher dimensions and have evolved over long periods of time, becoming even richer and more wonderful than naturally formed civilizations.” Chen Qingguang picked up his pipe and chuckled, “Perhaps a thousand or ten thousand years from now, your little world will become the number one civilization in the universe.”

Su Ming'an shook his head; that was still a very distant future.

“After creating numerous civilizations, the High Dimensional Enlightenment distributed its many components among various civilizations,” Chen Qingguang said.

"So the Saint Enlightenment I encountered in Minghui was an incarnation of a higher-dimensional Saint Enlightenment..." Su Ming'an nodded, as he had expected: "Therefore, the Saint Enlightenment didn't die at all..."

“No.” The black-haired youth, his face blurred, smiled as he pressed the pipe against his chin. “Do you know about the tragedy that creators often face?”

"What do you mean?"

“We don’t know what Saint Revelation was thinking back then… He traveled among civilizations in many forms, but in the end, he decided to merge his consciousness into the form of Bright Radiance.” The black-haired youth said, “So, what you killed back then was the real Saint Revelation. Until the very end, He faced the tip of the sword calmly, even though there were a million ways to survive, He did none of them.”

“…What?” Su Ming’an looked up abruptly.

“It can’t be that He is atoning for His brother, can it? Who would believe such a reason?” Chen Qingguang said, “He has probably lived for too long and really doesn’t want to live anymore. In any case, the real Holy Revelation is dead, and the silver-white warbler you see now is just the original part of Him that split off.”

Would a creator die for a tiny life in their world?
Su Ming'an found it unbelievable. After all, he couldn't understand the thoughts of immortal beings. Fairy tales said that witches would die for the human children they cared for, but he still couldn't believe it...

Is that Saint Revelation really dead? Was he killed by Minghui?

The silver-white oriole that spoke with the Lord of Dreams was merely a fragment left behind by the Holy Revelation.

He tried to recall the look in Sheng Qi's eyes when he thrust the sword out... but too much time had passed, and he couldn't have imagined such things back then. This remained an unsolved mystery; no one knew why Sheng Qi had chosen to die.

"The conversation you heard in Boss Cat's lab did indeed come from a clone of Saint Enlightenment. He had conducted experiments related to the Lin Clan in Rovasa. That was a conversation between Him and the Lin Clan," Chen Qingguang said.

"Which generation of the Lin Clan?" Su Ming'an asked.

"Which generation?" Chen Qingguang glanced at Su Ming'an: "The Lin Clan has only ever had one generation."

He seemed to have casually uttered something truly remarkable.

At this point, they arrived at a space resembling an ancient Greek debate arena. Su Ming'an had been here once before, before the start of the eleventh instance, when these high-dimensional beings discussed how to devour Su Ming'an.

Now, the situation has completely reversed, and Su Ming'an has the method to the perfect path, just as they were coerced by him.

When Su Ming'an arrived, their gazes were no longer as sharp as before. The sixth inorganic god had been killed and the seventh eternal lord had been driven away, making them vaguely fearful of this piece of bread holding a torch.

Twelve ivory-white pillars stand tall, making the fourth, ninth, tenth, and eleventh seats appear empty in this space.

"Good evening, not everyone's here today." Su Ming'an waved.

The four high-dimensional beings looked at each other in bewilderment.

The third seat, Lezi the Demon, is elusive; the fifth seat, Xinghuo, is recovering; the eighth seat is in Rovasa; the twelfth seat is in the Dream Realm; only a few remain here.

The moment he stepped into this place, the gentle young man beside Su Ming'an instantly transformed into a large, snow-white rabbit.

"Kiss is here! I haven't seen you in so long, I miss you so much, I can't wait..." The rabbit wriggled around, which was quite disgusting.

Su Ming'an remained silent.

His deduction that Chen Qingguang was Boss Rabbit stemmed from a combination of information gathered from Chen Qingguang's appearances. Xiao Na had mentioned that Boss Rabbit was originally a normal person, but was driven mad by the forced creation of the World Game. Chen Qingguang's relationship with Boss Rabbit was roughly equivalent to Xiao Su's relationship with him. Of course, he was reluctant to compare himself to Boss Rabbit…

"You should change back," Su Ming'an said.

"Oh dear, that kind of thing can't last too long, I can only go this far~" the boss said shyly.

...It seems it can regain a brief period of consciousness, but not for long.

Rather than being one person, it feels more subtle, more like two personalities sharing the same identity.

Su Ming'an leaped up and landed on the sixth pillar. Since the God of Inorganicity was no longer there, let him stand in this position and look at these higher dimensions at eye level.

"...I knew you could do it." The man who didn't want to show his face still didn't want to, but his tone was full of joy.

"To be clear beforehand, I have no interest in 'cutting off observation'." Fourth Seat Erya remained neutral throughout.

“It’s alright, I didn’t want your help anyway.” Su Ming’an shrugged. “I just suddenly realized that, having come this far, the World Game can align with my goals.”

He said calmly, "The goal of the World Game is the 'perfection' of the entire universe. I've always been confused about the definition of 'perfection'. Now I finally understand... 'Perfection' has no definition. It's enough that the person responsible for defining it disappears."

"Do you... want to be free? If the entire universe is 'perfect,' and the World Game loses its meaning, you will be free and no longer have to be trapped here like prisoners."

"—It can be achieved simply by eliminating those eyes that judge 'perfection'."

No fancy rhetoric is needed; once you understand this, you'll realize that their goals are indeed the same.

The Ninth Seat remained silent; he had a conflict with Su Ming'an.

At this moment, the tenth seat, who had always remained silent in every meeting, never participated in discussions of positions, and always remained neutral, slowly spoke:
"...I can cooperate with you."

“I know about the Radiant Mother Goddess and Noel Argine’s plot, and they will be the final obstacle.”

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