prynovel Chapter 1674 Final Chapter: Shigan Chapter [18] "Allow their despicable behavior."
Chapter 1674 Final Chapter: Shigan Chapter [18] "Allow their despicable behavior."
Chapter 1674 Final Chapter - Crossing the Shore [18] - "Allow their despicable behavior."
Zhao Yuan opened the black box. Besides some warrants and evidence, in the very center of the box lay a piece of parchment, covered with the Pope's ornate and dignified handwriting:
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The truths of the old era were once revered as eternal.
[The law of universal gravitation causes apples to fall to the ground, the law of black holes predicts the end of spacetime, the conservation of energy, the constancy of the speed of light... these are considered indisputable ironclad laws, the code that governs the universe.]
However, Ran Bo's life showed people that "writing" is superior to "truth."
[If someone's dimension is higher, they can suppress the gravity of a black hole; if a class has a skill that causes spatial vibration, apples can float, and the law of universal gravitation will fail; if an ice mage has a 20% natural damage reduction against a fire mage, fire will always be weaker than ice.]
What does this phenomenon resemble?
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“…game.” Su Ming’an uttered the word softly.
Between the thrones, the ever-growing pressure of the Mother Goddess and the scorching sound of the air could be heard.
Hui Chi spread his arms wide, and the sunlight from the stained-glass windows behind him seemed to be drawn by his resolute posture, gathering all around his shoulders, making him look like an angel about to proclaim a blasphemous declaration.
He stared directly into Su Ming'an's suddenly contracting pupils and pronounced his verdict:
"The universe is like a game."
The angel sculpture's drooping eyelids seemed to tremble, and the mother goddess's compassionate smile on the mural, in the swaying light and shadow, revealed an indescribable eeriness.
Hui Chi's hypothesis was too bold and too crazy, yet it subtly coincided with the countless absurdities Su Ming'an had experienced.
A hypothesis took shape with a roar, almost bursting out of my throat—
If the universe can be likened to a "cat," and the world of games can be likened to "cat organs," then can the universe also be likened to a "game"?
"Think about it, only within the framework of a 'game' do rules possess the characteristics of being supreme yet modifiable by the system."
Hui Chi took a step forward, and the light surged, casting a swaying shadow beneath his feet that almost touched the tips of Su Ming'an's boots.
"Fireballs can be created out of thin air, violating the law of conservation of mass and energy. Life and death become a game, and space can be teleported at will, because these are all game mechanics written into the underlying code."
“If it weren’t a game, ‘rules’ would be everywhere. Physical laws and chemical laws are the common sense of the world and don’t need to be emphasized. Only when we clearly perceive that there is a ‘meta-engine’ that defines and carries these rules, and we have the opportunity to use it through ‘panels,’ ‘tasks,’ and ‘leveling up,’ will we clearly call out the word ‘rules’ and realize that they can be modified.”
Light swirled around him, illuminating him like a luminous being. His gaze swept over the magnificent murals and sculptures, his crimson eyes burning with an all-knowing fire.
His words jumped around wildly, and very few people in the live chat could keep up with his train of thought; most were confused with "???" and shocked with "!!!".
Su Ming'an understood.
Not only did he understand, but a fine layer of cold sweat seeped from the palm of his hand holding the sword, and he felt a chill run down his spine.
Hui Chi looked at Su Ming'an, his gaze intense:
"As long as there are enough 'players' or 'NPCs' interacting within this framework, as long as the vast and all-encompassing concept of 'game' continues to function..."
"As long as we still see saving civilization as 'completing a game,' as long as we still see our mission as 'main quests and side quests,' as long as we still see the cosmic cycle as 'saving and loading,' as long as we still see our lives as 'different endings (HE, BE, TE)'..."
"So, the 'God of Games,' so deeply intertwined with the concept of 'games'... the essence of the 'Lord of Dreams,' whom we've been searching for—"
"In concept, He is immortal!"
"Ultimately, our lives are just lives. Why do we need to summarize our lives and distinguish between happy endings, bad endings, and true endings? Isn't this just succumbing to the concept that 'the universe is a game'? Isn't it treating the cycle of the universe as a 'replay' and ourselves as game characters, trying to achieve a different 'game ending'?"
The oppressive aura between the divine thrones grew stronger and stronger, and the scorching sound of the air was incessant.
"Therefore, to truly defeat Him, we must fundamentally dismantle this 'cosmic game' that treats all of us, all gods, and all civilizations of all ages as characters and storylines that can be refreshed..."
He paused for a moment, his crimson eyes locking onto Su Ming'an's dark pupils, and slowly began to speak, word by word:
"It's not about killing a specific 'god' or 'BOSS'."
"But rather—"
Su Ming'an's lips moved slightly, and he uttered the final answer almost simultaneously with Hui Chi.
"...to break down the concept of 'another world in a game' itself."
The moment the words left his mouth.
"boom--!!!!!"
As if some kind of defense mechanism had been triggered, the entire Holy Throne trembled violently!
The crystal dome burst forth with blinding light, the gods on the murals seemed to come alive and leap out of the walls, and the angel sculptures cracked with fine lines, as if tons of seawater were squeezing in from all directions!
The wind whipped Su Ming'an's hair, and her heart pounded violently.
He seems to have unconsciously formed a mindset... because he knows about the existence of cosmic cycles, he always thinks there will be a "next cycle".
Even if this "cycle" fails, it can lay the groundwork for future cycles, so as to achieve the perfect ending of the final isolated observation.
Because he used his death rollback in this way, he regarded himself as a character who felt neither pain nor despair, and viewed the universe as a stage for a game.
He skillfully isolated himself from his own humanity and suffering, like an observer, giving names to his various ends—the end of being killed by Noel, the end of failing to save the world, the end of inheriting the world game, the end of becoming the cosmic overlord… He looked at those “selves” with a familiar yet alien gaze. Even though they were his lives, he viewed them indifferently as “roles in different loops.” Because he had long since become accustomed to not cherishing himself.
It's as if everything is distant, hazy, and fleeting unless it's the final, most successful "ending."
He knew that even if everything was destined to be erased, it wasn't meaningless. He respected and cherished everyone in this way, hoping they would be saved and happy in every reincarnation. However, when it came to himself, he neglected himself.
Many viewers on the forum were discussing the final ending, with many saying things like, "I don't want a bad ending!" "I can't accept this kind of ending!" "I hope the ending is happy, like everyone living a peaceful life together..." "I'm satisfied as long as the ending isn't bad..." Such comments show that even though they are also part of this life, they seem to regard their own ending as the game's ending.
When exactly did it begin?
Their lives... seem to have been gamified.
It must have started when we learned about the cycle of the universe. Knowing that there are "multiple cycles" made life seem like a game that could be played again and again.
But even if it was just one instance, the previous nineteen years of life... were clearly real, vivid, and tangible.
He is a collection of labels, including "savior," "first player," and "beacon." Along his journey, he continuously completes "missions," raises his "level," explores "maps," faces "bosses," and pursues a certain "ending."
But why should their lives be defined by a "game ending"? Instead, let's fit their infinitely possible lives into a "game" template—HE (happy ending), BE (tragic ending), TE (true ending)...
When did fate come to be handed over to an invisible "scoring system"?
Holy Communion, the Garden of Eden, a Sunny Day...
Why should such a long, glorious, painful, and comforting life be summarized by a single, light, short, and concise word about its ending?
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"The 'Lord of Dreams' whom we have always been wary of, His true authority may not be in weaving dreams—if His authority is truly 'dreams,' doesn't that seem to overlap with the Gnostic dreamers?"
He remembered a screen recording he had seen before.
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After playback, the screen clicked, and a white-haired boy appeared.
"We were all wrong, we were all fooled!" The white-haired boy seemed to be speaking to someone.
"His true authority... is not 'creation' at all!"
"The foundation of Rovasa... is conceptually flawed!"
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I am afraid.
That guy's authority is neither "creation" nor "dream".
As Su Ming'an predicted, it should be...
Let's play "games".
The Lord of Dreams, whose real name should be... the Lord of Games.
The master of games across all realms.
Therefore, He has so many "enlightened ones" under His command who serve Him; these people are actually "administrators," His divine messengers. And everyone else is just a "player."
The "administrator" can see and even change the lives of the "players," which is why Bai Qiu and Bai Qiu are able to possess the "players."
Su Ming'an finally understood—therefore, the essence of "them" is "players' players".
Of course, "game" doesn't refer to a real game; it's just a metaphor to help understand the nature of the universe, like comparing the universe to a cat.
Logically, there is only one path to victory, but it is as absurd as pulling oneself off the ground by one's own hair.
Break down the concept of "game" itself.
No wonder the Lord of Dreams... no, the Lord of Games wasn't flustered at all by Su Ming'an's challenge; He didn't think Su Ming'an could defeat Him at all.
—Because Su Ming'an is the "number one player".
How can a "player" who has been defined defeat a "game"? This is fundamentally flawed.
Blade & Soul reveals the truth about the "Creator," the tragedy and epic tale of the Rovasa gods...
The absurd manuscript Zhao Yuan saw, the fear of the maid named Mei Mei...
Lu Shu's desperate defense, Tian Yu's sacrifice, the players' desperate battle, the blood flowing in the square for the ritual...
Ran Bo's pain, Lin Hejin's regret, Su Qi's confusion, Su Wenjun and Qi Zhou's suffering, Qian Qin and Phoenix's bewilderment... and the calm smile on Hui Bi's corpse's face at his feet.
Everything, everything, all the pain...
Hui Chi looked at him and smiled: "I know you're very smart; you can always come up with ways to break the deadlock that others can't. If you've thought of one, you don't need to tell me; just do it yourself. Of course, it will be very difficult. A million times more difficult than killing a specific god. You'll need to fight against the inertia of thought formed over billions of years, the backlash from those who have already benefited, the resistance from those who fear change, and even the resistance from the 'players.' They may have already become accustomed to the convenience brought by the 'game.'"
For example, the comments right now. They still want to stay in the eternal world game, even if it's in a controlled way, even if this "happiness" will one day be easily taken away.
After all, many people, even when alive, live a life as fleeting as a mayfly. Most people have no room for ideals, nor the resources for lofty ideals. They can only resort to "baseness," but this "baseness" doesn't stem from their inherent baseness; they simply have no other choice. The world rarely offers ordinary people such solutions.
But if an exceptionally strong frog wants to jump out of the well, the other frogs shouldn't pull him down.
Thinking about this, Su Ming'an vaguely had an answer; he seemed to have guessed... what exactly the method for terminating the observation was.
—End this "game" in "their" eyes.
"I will protect them." Su Ming'an didn't reveal the method he had in mind. He only said that he would protect them.
He wants to strive for the highest possible standard of civilization, while also protecting its lowest possible standard.
Initially, he had condemned people for their despicable complacency and hated their lack of ambition, questioning why they would rather rot in the audience than take a chance.
He still doesn't appreciate the act of getting himself into a quagmire, but he has begun to understand that some people simply cannot find a way to get back on their feet. Perhaps they lack courage, perhaps they lack perseverance, perhaps they are plagued by bad luck or lack ability... For example, how can an elderly person who has never been literate understand the challenges of a dungeon? Or how can a child who faints at the sight of blood go to the battlefield?
As a savior... although he doesn't use such lofty words to describe himself, he sits in this position and gives these people space and leeway.
Allow for the weakness of some people.
Allow their "despicable" behavior.
Allow for some imperfections and setbacks.
The irreparable predicament caused by their retreat will be filled by him—a man whose strength and resources far exceed those of ordinary people.
During this journey that lasted more than half a year, the Savior mastered tolerance.
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