Feng Yao didn't get enough sleep.

"When you see this line of text, the World Game has already begun."
"This is 'True Person Competitive Global Live Stream Game' for Zhai Xing. "
"Here, all Players become travelers, shuttling through worlds together. You can become a beacon of hope in an Apocalypse fraught with peril, witness Reincarnation in a future controlled by androids, or fight for your faction in a village where Werewolves clash with divine beings..."
"I am Su Ming'an, possessing the unique Skill of Death Rewind."
"Players who are eliminated become spectators. In a live stream with millions of views, they call me the strongest 'Number One Player', the eternal existent."
"Others say I am a traitor sent by the Organizers, an unfit leader."
"...But that doesn't matter."
"For those who sacrifice themselves to help others, we should not let them freeze to death in the snowstorm. For those who pave the way for freedom, we should not let them bog down in thorns."
"— I will bring a 'Bright Future' to everyone who has ever watched me."
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"...Whether they hold good intentions or Evil."
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Tags: Original World, Myriad Realms, Infinite Flow, Human Nature Flow, Long-term Foreshadowing, Plot Twists, No Female Lead, Multiple Endings including HE, BE, TE.
World Progress (Original World): X City Apocalypse → Android Sci-fi → Senior High School Campus → Werewolf Killing Game World → Magical Ritual
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[The False Game begins: Prologue, The Real Game begins: Chapter 14]

Welcome to Rewind World Game

Su Ming'an instantly felt a pressure like a mountain bearing down on him, almost suffocating him. After struggling to regulate his breathing, he gasped slightly as he spoke, his eyes bright:


"...The secret of a Perfect Pass?" He smiled, with a feigned hint of glee and pride, "By saying this, am I right? A full one hundred percent Perfect Pass indeed has a final reward?"


...He couldn't reveal that he had discovered this secret through "Death Replay."


Death Replay was his only leverage, the only... the only chance, as a mere human, to ultimately overturn the organizers' authority. So... he couldn't possibly expose it.


Although he was unclear whether this was another malice bestowed by some unknown existence... as an ordinary human, could he do anything but give his all within this circle?


After all, he himself had no other path to follow.


"Guessing?" The organizers seemed to pause, "In that case, you really are well-suited to be a player."


Chapter 45: Number One Player's Trap