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

[Detecting damage status of the body...]


[Body intact, extreme mental fatigue, strong emotional resonance aftereffects, recommended to rest promptly!]


[Body repair completed! (Note: The player's mental state system cannot be repaired, please adjust yourself!)]


Su Ming'an opened his eyes, in front of him was a cozy bed, black and white light balls floating nearby, still the familiar personal space layout.


The time he returned was early morning, the clock on the wall had just reached February seventh, twelve past five. Outside, it should still be dark. If he pushed open the door, he should still be able to hear the sound of New Year's fireworks.


He slightly shifted his gaze, looking at the redwood door, the red lacquered wooden door appeared black and white in his eyes. It seemed his vision did not regain color with the return.


[Congratulations on the perfect pass!] 


831st Chapter: "Acto's White Ragdoll Cat.