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Chapter 1636 Final Chapter: Crossing the Sea [54] "Saints and Sinners (22)"

The flowing paint transformed into a body, and it descended into the pure white space, like a frozen rainbow.

His power is as strong as mountains and seas, as vast as the sky, and the voices of men, women, young and old sing with Him.

Su Ming'an remained calm, while Casadia continued to laugh wildly.
Once upon a time, there was a jellyfish in the sea.

"He was swimming around in the sea..."

"—Hahahaha, hahahahahaha—!!!" Before he could finish speaking, Casadia was already laughing nonstop.

Su Ming'an paused for two seconds before realizing that this was the "not-so-funny joke" he had told Casadia at the very beginning of the dungeon. This time, Casadia finished telling the joke.

"Later, the jellyfish encountered sunlight."

"The jellyfish has dissolved."

"The jellyfish has dissolved—hahahahaha!!!—The jellyfish has dissolved!!"

Su Ming'an met his gaze silently.

—He met those bright silver eyes that were completely devoid of any smile, calm, and silent.

He wanted to say that the little king was not a melted jellyfish.

He wanted to tell Him that the little king had a strong learning ability, could remember all the books he read, and would soon understand the meaning of in vitro fertilization.

He wanted to tell Him that the little king was also very good at philosophical thinking, and could connect even ordinary fairy tales to life and the future.

He wanted to tell Him that the little king also played the piano very well, although he was just a beginner, he could recognize the black and white keys and play the beautiful "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star".

He also wanted to say that the young king was very resolute and independent, and that he had long been able to disguise himself and play a role, and was determined to personally send Su Ming'an away.

The little king is not a jellyfish that dissolves meaninglessly; he is not the protagonist of an absurd fairy tale at all.

However, he knew without needing to elaborate; Casadia understood these things better than he did.

It turned out that Casadia had deliberately erased his memories, and together with him, they had relived the true history. The dream ended, and Casadia reverted to his appearance, worn down by thousands of years, with only his similar eyes and absurd, maniacal laughter remaining.

“Cassadia…” Su Ming’an tried to call out Casadia’s name again, just like he had called out to that anime youth, calmly and steadily. Just like the youth’s last, calm gaze as he looked at him.

But before him stood the Demon of Laughter, who could only laugh, laugh wildly, and laugh hysterically. His whole body trembled violently, and countless streams of multicolored liquid flowed out.

Su Ming'an paused for a second and said, "You've left me here because there's something you want to say?"

Logically, he should have woken up, but after the dream shattered, he found himself in a pure white space.

"Of course, it's to answer your questions!" The Devil of Fun twisted and turned. "Although seeing your confused smile makes me laugh out loud, I'd rather see Klitschko take a nasty fall! That would make me laugh even harder!"

Su Ming'an said calmly, "Have you also been betrayed by your own creation? The creation of fanfiction was completely unexpected for you, wasn't it? Did you also never imagine that a pseudonym from back then would become the biggest trouble now?"

Casadia burst into laughter upon hearing this: "Isn't this absurd, astonishing, and amusing?"

Su Ming'an lowered his eyes. He almost forgot that what ordinary people find troublesome is fun in the eyes of the devil of fun.

Suddenly, he saw figures appearing one after another in the pure white space.

The little king draped in red silk, the zeroth Disciple Game champion No. 001 wielding a sword, the boy holding a wooden box in the sea, the emotionless and desireless observer with a copper bell around his waist, the transparent Lin tribe brother, a rolling white stone... all walked towards him.

They are phantoms, replicas of Casadiya.

"This time when I woke up, it should be reality, right?" Su Ming'an looked at them.

"It's not reality! To be precise, it's a fanfiction about the Radiant Mother Goddess!" Casadia said with a grin.

Su Lin was right before; the boy was indeed trapped in one cage after another. Breaking one only led to another.

—The Little King's Dream, the Ark's Dream, the Radiant Mother Goddess Fanfiction, and finally, Rovasa.

He was born bound by countless chains, and the moment he first met Su Ming'an was the moment he was freest.

"I'll meet so many Su Liujins in the future, what will they be like..." Su Ming'an said.

"You're so clever! You must have figured it out by now!" Casadia said with a grin.

"Hmm," Su Ming'an said, "I just needed to confirm with you, little brother."

Upon hearing this title, the face behind the mask paused for a moment, then burst into a violent laugh, as if trying to hide something, rolling around while laughing without uttering a word.

Su Ming'an sorted out his thoughts and slowly said:

"Before the memories of humans were erased, Hui Bai and others secretly released Su Liujin, the most complete and successful one, number 0820, because everyone would lose their memories and these experiments would be useless."

"Su Liujin, No. 0820, is a human creation and is also subject to the contract. His memories were erased, and he entered the sea without knowing anything about it."

"He had no parents, relatives, friends, or teachers. The knowledge he had been taught had been wiped out, like a newborn infant thrown into a dark and dangerous sea. But if he stayed on the ark, those desperate scientists would use him as nourishment. Only by exiling him to the desolate sea, away from human intrigue and corruption, could he be kept away from the machinations and schemes of humanity."

"The only thing that belongs to the sea is the most primal survival of the fittest. Perhaps he has been eaten countless times and hurt countless times... Su Liujin gradually grew up over the long years until he became the 'Observer Su Liujin'. Like a blank sheet of paper, he was without desire, without joy or sorrow, until the death of several generations made him realize the coldness and warmth of human relationships. Only then did he give up his identity as the 'Observer' and return to the sea."

"What brought him out was a fragmented Hui Bai who had forgotten everything. They went to participate in the Zero Disciple Game and became [Champion No. 001 of the Zero Disciple Game]. Su Liujin died multiple times in the perilous Disciple Game, allowing the capitalists behind the Disciple Game to reap his flesh and blood and restart... the human experiment from back then."

"These kinds of experiments are quite extensive, ranging from underground laboratories that can't see the light of day to the central experiments conducted by Ran Bo. In the end, they successfully created the [transparent-bodied younger brother of the Lin clan]. His birth was taken from Su Liujin's flesh and blood, and his soul was taken from Lin Hejin's writings when he captured inspiration about Su Liujin. He can also be regarded as a kind of 'white-haired boy'."

"At the same time, after winning the championship, Su Liujin also underwent a self-split – he was the most successful of countless 'white-haired youths', and when he split, he only needed to split off the youths who had once gathered around him."

"He combined the abilities of his companions and transformed them into the [War God Dragon King Narration Voice], leaving it for my future self, which allowed me to have a smooth journey in the second Disciple Game. I reached the end and realized the foreshadowing he had laid back then, thus finding the image of the Supreme Lord. I guess that the War God Dragon King Narration Voice's personality is most likely derived from the Little King's personality traits, which is why it gives people a familiar feeling."

"In addition, after Hui Bi pretended to defect to the enemy, she also helped Su Liujin leave a remnant of his soul in the magic circle - [the boy holding a wooden box in the sea]. If I choose to cross the sea and move forward, the boy will attach himself to my soul and travel with me."

"As for the [white stone containing abundant energy], I only have a guess."

Su Ming paused for a moment, then recalled a conversation:
……

Ian glanced coldly at Hui Bai: "It was you? I still remember how pathetic you looked hundreds of years ago. Did you enjoy the seawater? You were the one who personally sent the immortal jellyfish to its tragic end. How do you think you can make amends now?"

……

If we disregard the possibility that the sober individuals altered reality, and also disregard the differences in Rovasa's multiple reincarnations, that is, Su Liujin went to sea again.

What he did is unknown, but what is certain is that his final fate was to be sent back to the sea by Hui Bai.

So, the "white stone containing abundant energy" may have originated from this period. According to the story of "the kind nightingale", the essence of the white stone is a heart. It is possible that Su Liujin cut off her own heart and gave it to someone else, and the heart turned into a white stone.

……

"Hui Bai? I don't know this person," Su Liujin said.

"After you were rescued by the Red Tower Kingdom, he took care of you until I transmigrated here," Su Ming'an said.

……

This is a dialogue that takes place in the early stages of the instance, during the Fourth Age.

It is known that Su Liujin has appeared four times. The first time, as an observer, he returned to the sea. The second time, he was brought out by Huibai to participate in the zeroth disciple game. The third time, with an unknown purpose, he left behind a white stone and was sent back to the sea by Huibai. The fourth time, Su Liujin, who remembered nothing, was pulled up by the Red Tower as the Little Prince and was subsequently possessed by Su Ming'an.

"And then there's Su Liujin, who appeared once before I ventured into the sea, and who called himself 'The World' and possessed the key to the Demon Mother Goddess. His personality was significantly different from the Su Liujin I knew; he was cold, ruthless, and indifferent." Su Ming'an pondered, "I saw this dialogue by flipping through the 'Book of the World'."

……

"The very bottom of the food chain—in a sense, also the top. The immortal jellyfish can be preyed upon by all things, yet it also becomes nourishment for all things," the white-haired boy chuckled.

"Countless creatures that have eaten me have decomposed into soil after they died, so the soil beneath your feet is also a part of me."

"Countless plants that have eaten me have released oxygen through photosynthesis, so the air you breathe is also a part of me."

"—All living beings that have consumed me, in the ordinary and universal biological cycle, through rumination, decomposition, production, and excretion, unknowingly use a part of 'me' to create this world."

"The Turritopsis dohrnii, it may seem like just a small jellyfish, but in reality, the whole world is me."

"You can also call me by another name for my race—'Rovasha'."

……

"His birth period should be the earliest in theory," Su Ming'an pondered.

"There's a mistake!" Casadia bounced around, his sticky hands somehow holding several colorful balloons. "Eek! There's a mistake! A mistake!"

……mistake.

Su Ming'an remained silent for a moment, then quickly made a judgment:

"So that's how it is. 'The World' was the original 0820."

"He remained underwater the entire time, rarely venturing out, only making a brief appearance at the very end. As for the Su Liujin I was familiar with, he was created by the 'world,' and his order was [Observer Su Liujin – Champion No. 001 – War God Dragon King (narrator's voice in the sea holding a wooden box) – Red Tower Little Prince]."

He fell silent again after saying this.

Wouldn't that mean...?

Mayflies envy the long lifespan of birds, but who knows that birds envy the long lifespan of humans?
The abandoned, bloodied, white-haired teenagers envied the little king in the central jar of the laboratory, believing him to be the teenager with the highest success rate.

However, little did they know that the little king, who was like a petri dish, envied Su Liujin, who was familiar with Su Ming'an from the outside world.

Even more astonishingly, Su Liujin, who was acquainted with Su Ming'an, was also a product of the split of the "world".

The white-haired youths—the little king—Su Liujin—"the world".

However, the Su Liujin that Su Ming'an knew was already independent and complete, just as the original Hui Bai and the Hui Bai of later generations could not be regarded as the same person. "The World" was also completely different from Su Liujin.

Su Liujin is Su Liujin, and "the world" is "the world". Even if the former is separated from the latter, the former is already an independent life. Everything he does is protracted and far different from "the world" that has always stayed in the sea.

“So, Su Liujin, these figures are all him, and they all contain the characteristics of different young people…” Su Ming’an looked at the figures one by one, “He gave them a second chance at life, and he also gave himself a second chance at life.”

Ultimately, the countless clones were all taken from the flesh and blood of the original body, placed in different jars to regrow, and finally sewn back into the original body after they had grown to a certain extent.

So, how should we view them?
Those abandoned, mangled, and bloodied white-haired youths, those "Su Liujin personalities" condemned as wrong, were all dead, yet they were all stored in the final body. After gaining freedom, the body then dissected itself into so many pieces, as if recreating those figures with distinct personalities.

His misfortune was built upon the deaths of the other Su Liujins, and his good fortune was built upon their love. He took their love to experience sweetness and the aroma of candy, but he also lived his own life.

Su Liujin was probably always troubled by the issue of self-awareness. His life was mixed with too many complex factors. First, he was sliced ​​up for experiments, then fused together after the experiment was successful, then he was thrown into the sea and a slice was separated and brought ashore, and then he was sliced ​​up again in order to hold back the supreme ruler... He split and reunited, and so on, there were as many as four or five times.

A single slice of a person is enough to leave them bewildered. But for the sake of this world, Su Liujin did it four or five times. He was sliced ​​and put back together, put back together and sliced ​​again, and sometimes what was put back together was not even a slice of himself.

How should a person truly understand the whole of "self"?

When every plank of wood is replaced, is it still the same boat? When a person's memory, body, and soul are divided and reassembled countless times, is he still the same person?

The pure white space suddenly began to fluctuate, with colors mixing and separating, as if the paint on a palette was being stirred.