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

"I swear! Everything I'm saying is true—we players have a public chat, and he has allies! I can lead you to him—" The burly man saw that the princess seemed to waver, and immediately continued shouting.


After a moment of distraction, the princess laughed, "Unfortunately, whether or not he is the former Su Rin is irrelevant to me—because my net has already been cast, and he will surely die.


As for you—all the disgusting foreign invaders, being metamorphosed and thus becoming nourishment for Pulaya, will be your honor."


Behind her, the transparent spiritual body suddenly enlarged.


The prostrate players began to exude white vapors from their bodies; they could not control the things that were floating away from within them and could only watch helplessly as their consciousness grew more and more blurred.


"...Just kill me..." One of the players, whose face was gradually aging, screamed in agony.


Chapter 363: 'Noel.