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

Qiao Liya transformed into a blue light and rushed toward him.


With Kaionis's Snow in hand, all knowledge of swordsmanship suddenly flooded into Su Ming'an's mind. Like the girl had once done, he stared intently at the dazzling blue light and then, with all his strength, slashed down—


[——HP-75! (Combat Power Suppression! Mentality Resistance! Break Technique!)]


With a combat power as high as 600, this strike was no longer an insurmountable gap before him. Glancing at his own HP of 55, Su Ming'an lifted his eyelids from the exploding blue light.


When only the kings remained on both sides, rules no longer mattered, leaving only the most direct confrontation.


Eni's HP was still at 95, and he struggled to prop up his pain-ridden body, his hand trembling as he held the sword. He controlled his brilliant flames, closely watching Su Ming'an's HP—around 50.


Chapter 36: "Flourishing Martial Fortune, Number One Player