prynovel Chapter 1651 The Final Chapter IV "The Guiding Lighthouse in the OE Universe (7)"
Chapter 1651 The Final Chapter IV "The Guiding Lighthouse in the OE Universe (7)"
Chapter 1651 The Endgame Part 4: "OE: The Guiding Lighthouse in the Universe (7)"
I made three lies to the world.
[The first lie: By writing 100,000 world lines, humanity can break through the barrier.]
[The second lie: As long as humanity kills Su Ming'an, who is the World Tree, they can ascend to the Northern Lookout Small World.]
Two lies ensured the continuation of humanity's future.
And the third lie—
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"On the day the god was killed, Su Ming'an died."
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This is my third lie.
This lie is not directed at all of humanity, but rather at—
【"them".】
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On the night before his death, Su Ming'an sat alone indoors, at the piano.
The cool moonlight streamed through the high window, casting interplay of light and shadow within the room. Dust motes floated in the beams of light, and Debussy's "Clair de Lune" flowed through the room. In the dim light, he pondered silently:
“My end is sealed. In a few days, I will die by Lü Shu’s blade on Mount Taihua. My death will become the final cornerstone of the new world.”
“However, ‘death’ cannot be the end. The mere fact that Su Ming’an has died makes no difference to any previous cosmic cycle. After shaking hands with Noel, I understood the truth of the cosmic cycle. If such things have happened time and time again, I cannot be satisfied with such a simple death…”
"However, I still have too little information about 'them'. To end everything, we must stop observing 'them'."
"So, how do we stop 'their' observations?"
As the fingertips landed the accented notes, the musical notes, like water droplets falling into a tranquil lake, rippled outwards.
The moonlight fell on him, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes were filled with moonlight like white pearls.
“The story needs an ending, a complete ending that will satisfy ‘them’ and make them look away. Once they believe it’s all over, ‘they’ will stop observing.”
"So, how do we make 'them' believe that everything is over?"
His gaze suddenly sharpened.
Fingers trembled, and a trembling sound fell.
Under the clear moonlight, he conceived of another path—an ending far more ingenious than simple "death." A method that would completely shift the narrative anchor, making "them" believe that everything had come to a satisfactory conclusion, thus allowing them to contentedly turn their gaze away.
—【The protagonist's death】.
They were made to believe that the protagonist was dead.
In this way, "they" will think that Su Ming'an is dead, and all subsequent observations are unnecessary and a burden. Observation is meaningless, so it's enough, it can end now.
Moonlight flowed, musical notes danced, and the young man lowered his head in deep thought.
“‘Death’ must be recognized, certain, and convincing.”
"...On the surface, my death was to slay the evil dragon, gain emotional energy, and become the cornerstone of the new world. In reality, my death was to sever the observation."
His thoughts flowed silently, like an undercurrent diving into the deep sea.
"Therefore, I will design a public execution."
"Let everyone think that I died by Lu Shu's knife."
Let everyone think—
The gods are dead.
The sun has risen.
He wants it.
Deceive "them".
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But most importantly, once everyone believes he's dead, he must be resurrected, otherwise everything is meaningless. After all, even if "they" stop observing, and he's already dead, how can he access the deeper secrets of the universe?
Moreover, he cannot openly tell anyone how he resurrected himself.
“Yi Song… In the years of psychological counseling, I have repeatedly revealed my interest in the Demon Mother Goddess to him… He should be able to pick up on those hints. He is the best bridge for me to establish a connection with Isabel. I cannot speak directly, I can only guide him, hoping that he can understand and put it into action.”
The psychological counseling that Yi Song has provided for over a century was the first seed he planted.
"...Su Lin is aware of my determination to die. In our previous conversations, I sensed that he wasn't particularly reluctant to let me go. Putting aside any stubbornness, it's likely that he didn't believe this was an inevitable end. He's been elusive lately, probably searching for a way to preserve my remnant soul. Through subtle hints, I let him know that only the World Game Core can contain my remnant soul. He should understand now. After my death, he will likely go to the World Game Core to try and resurrect me."
The second hint was thus planted.
"...Beiwang, after a century of slumber, has a consciousness closer to higher-dimensional dreams than anyone else. As long as Beiwang finds Yueyue's dream within his own dream and makes it a platform for communication, he can connect all the scattered forces. A few days ago, I intentionally talked to Beiwang about Yueyue, and judging from his reaction, he should already be doing so, without needing much guidance from me."
The third clue has already taken shape.
"...As for Huimo and Ming, I don't know where they are. At the moment, they are completely unknown."
His fingertips landed on a series of vibrato notes, the lingering sound echoing in the air. Moonlight outlined his serene profile.
"...I've hinted to Lu Shu and Yamada that some deaths aren't the end...sigh...but judging from his expression, he probably didn't understand my hint, which is unavoidable...I subtly inquired with them whether they could accept a similar deception, and Lu Shu said that no matter how I plan, he's willing to be the final Blade Bearer...I believe he can do it, and I'll bring him over as soon as I'm resurrected...and there's also the matter of Yamada's remnant soul and resurrection..."
The fourth clue fell silently.
Ultimately, all the clues point to the same destination—the World Game.
"...The only chance for resurrection lies at the core of the world game. Only there does the power of rules exist to reshape my existence, and only as a 'perfect player' do I have a tiny chance of gaining the authority to become one of the controllers. But that is also the final cage. Su Lin... he certainly doesn't want to see me sacrifice my freedom for survival. Therefore, I must hint to him that I am willing to accept it."
The eternal moon outside the window was shrouded in clouds and mist, and Su Ming'an's eyes were no longer filled with confusion.
The lingering notes of "Moonlight Sonata" trembled slightly, moonlight falling on his lowered eyelashes, casting quiet shadows. After a moment, the music stopped.
He stood up, took out his communicator, and started a conversation with Su Lin.
"What?" On the screen, Su Lin, wearing her familiar fluffy pajamas and looking like she hadn't rested at all, said calmly, "Contacting me now, is it because you regret it? Don't want to die? If you don't want to die for this civilization, I can take you away..."
“Su Lin,” Su Ming’an said, “I really want to live.”
Su Lin stopped speaking, realizing the seriousness of Su Ming'an's words.
Golden eyes gazed back silently, bathed in the bright moonlight.
"If I had the chance, even if it meant losing my freedom, I would want to live. This isn't about clinging to life or going against my ideals; it's about knowing that only by living can I have the chance to go further," Su Ming'an said. "If the cosmic cycle is real, if Noel hasn't deceived me, even if I sacrifice myself this time, no matter how grand or spectacular the scene, no matter how noble my actions, it would just be another ordinary ending to Su Ming'an's death. This has happened far too many times."
Su Lin listened in silence, the moonlight falling on his pupils as if spreading across a lake.
“Fate is like a tide. We walk on the beach, and no matter how beautiful our footprints are, when the tide comes, everything will be washed away, as if nothing is left. Everything will always start anew.” Su Ming’an looked into the young man’s golden eyes. “But if I want to leave something behind, if I want to go further each time than the last, to leave deeper footprints… even to completely leave this beach washed by the tide, to go ashore, to go to the hard mud that no one can wash away, to live a real life, then I must… leave some different footprints.”
That was the end of his statement.
He did not say much, nor did he reveal any further details.
If the dialogue is too important, the anchor point will be raised again.
A moment later, Su Lin chuckled softly:
"understood."
He did not respond.
With just a simple "I understand," Su Ming'an knew that Su Lin had grasped the meaning.
The best approach is to be concise and to the point, making the conversation seem unimportant.
Thus, Su Ming'an's third lie is about to unfold.
Any overly obvious guidance could be "observed," leading to complete failure. He could only deduce in his mind, planting foreshadowing in countless seemingly ordinary actions and casual conversations, guiding those he trusted, and those who trusted him in return... Su Lin, Bei Wang, Yi Song, Yue Yue... each took their place, working together to complete this grand deception targeting the "observer."
The moonlight remained cold and clear, illuminating his calm and expressionless profile.
He gently covered the piano with a cloth, drew the curtains, and walked out the door, towards the end.
His stage is always brightly lit. He cannot speak frankly, nor can he proclaim. The only thing he can do is to lay the groundwork as he walks under the spotlight, hoping that his companions will understand.
—After his death, let him be quietly resurrected.
Let him be reborn as the ruler of the world's games, learn more hidden cosmic secrets, and go further on this beach.
He disagreed with Noel Agni's viewpoint, which was that "as long as we can go further, this civilization is completely irrelevant. It doesn't matter if Zhai Xing is destroyed, because we will start over sooner or later and be saved sooner or later."
My thought is, "Even if it's just sand destined to be buried, it's not meaningless. Every time I save Zhai Xing, if I'm still alive, then I'll move on."
If an aquarium is to be emptied after a month, does that mean the fish, whose lifespan is only one hour, should not even have a life?
If the universe is such an ecological fish tank, and a human lifespan of a hundred years is but a fleeting moment in the trillions of years, then should humanity not exist?
not like this.
Even if it is destined to be covered up, even if it will start all over again, every smile and every call is meaningful.
Just like this time.
Even if the ending is already set, and his fate is to "sacrifice himself to allow all mankind to cross the mirror," he would not willingly perish if there were any chance of survival.
Conversely, if "they" then believed his sacrifice, thought he was dead, and lost interest in observing him, would they have been successfully deceived?
So, in this world that is no longer being observed, can he explore at will until he finds more ways to end everything?
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December 31, 2118.
The gods are dead.
The sun has risen.
【…】
[(If the observer has not observed "Interlude: After Shaking Hands with Noel", please end the observation, as you have been deceived by Su Ming'an. This will forever cease your observation and anchoring of the "Book of the Universe," and this will be the final outcome.)]
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then,
Yi Song understood the implication and took the initiative to contact Isabelle.
Su Lin used his authority to create a crystal lighthouse.
Looking north into the depths of a long dream, we find the key coordinates.
Yueyue shattered her obsession and provided a bridge to her dreams.
Huizhou ink and the Ming dynasty self dissolved, turning into "blank space".
As for Su Ming'an... he used himself as bait and death as a backdrop to meticulously orchestrate his own rebirth.
The main plot and the subplot, the protagonist and his companion, complete an unparalleled collaboration within the blind spot of "observation".
Su Ming'an, in the open, enacts the climax and ending through his own death, thus fulfilling the needs of the narrative.
Hidden in the shadows, his companions keenly observed the protagonist's seemingly unintentional hints and, based on their own judgment and trust, took actions that were tacitly understood by Su Ming'an.
Everyone was fighting against fate in their own way. Su Ming'an provided the direction and the crucial "cause," while his companions contributed the "effect" of wisdom, strength, and sacrifice. In the end, all the streams, regardless of their origin, rushed towards the same estuary—sending his remnant soul into the core of the world game.
This is a deception of the narrative, carried out by all participants through trust and wisdom from God's perspective.
Fight for yourself a future that continues even after everything is over.
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So he told the world three lies.
Now, the last lie.
come on.
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"Clap."
The crystal lighthouse fell through the white doors.
Deep within the world of games, the soul opened its eyes.
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"This time, the footprints on the beach will be very long."
"Yes."
"Noel was always obsessed with killing me, implying that living too long would be dangerous. But indeed, I couldn't completely hand over the initiative to someone else, and I couldn't accept stopping for such a reason."
"Now that you're awake, try to leave your mark on the beach."
"Yes, no matter how the waves surge and wash away our traces, I refuse to... perish from the ocean. I want to walk on the shore, to the farthest reaches of the world..."
"Where are you going next?"
"I will ask Lü Shu if he is willing to come, and... set Yueyue free to be her traveler. And..."
"besides?"
"I'll take you home, engineer from Soochow University."
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