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

"That's good." Su Ming'an said quietly.


As he prepared to leave, the old lady said, "City Lord, do you remember me?"


His gaze shifted downwards, looking at the name tag on the old lady's chest, with a line of text: [Hawk Hound Deputy Leader · Anjie].


The old lady took off her military cap, a few strands of golden hair mixed with disordered white hair fluttered, she lifted her head under the light, raised her wrinkled face, and smiled:


"That piece of history, someone will always remember."


"City Lord, generation after generation, someone always lives as a tombstone for the deceased."


Black tombstones stood tall, looking across, they spread over the mountains, like a black forest.


Many stood silently or laid flowers here, and when Su Ming'an arrived, everyone was very quiet.


Chapter 829: "The Ninth World Ends.