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

In the silence, only the street that Su Ming'an could see was the most flamboyant, with various lights twinkling and a strong scent that could be smelled even here.


Honestly, it was his first time visiting such a place.


The moment he stepped onto this street, a strong smell of alcohol rushed up to him, with various people slumped on the sides of the road, and melodious singing floated in the air, carrying a unique exotic tune.


He didn't head straight for the center, but turned into a dark alley on the right.


Flower Street only had a main street that ran north to south, flanked by storefronts like the Red Mansion, pubs, and casinos. Beyond the storefronts, there was a network of pitch-black alleyways, incredibly chaotic, where incidents of death concentrated every night.


Fearing to spook the target, and unable to distinguish normal humans from the Soul Clan, the Soul Hunters were at a loss with these alleys.


Chapter Three Hundred and Twelve - 'Because We Are Dazzling and Powerful