Welcome to Rewind World Game-Chapter 1405 - 56: "But I Still Have So Many Things I Want to Do.

Chapter 1405: Chapter 56: "But I Still Have So Many Things I Want to Do.
"Hello, Junior Sister," Su Ming’an nodded to the girl.
The black-haired girl smiled and nodded back, "Senior Brother, my name is Qianqin, nice to meet you... Ah, I’ve seen you before!"
She covered her mouth, her black eyes sparkling:
"You’re the famous Virdodo Star in the Royal City from half a year ago! You were so popular back then, the entire Luowasha was talking about you! I still have your ’Jellyfish’s Way Home’ at home! You haven’t updated in a long time!"
Su Ming’an felt a bit awkward. Ever since he ascended Divine Mountain, ’Jellyfish’s Way Home’ hadn’t been updated, and people thought Sique had become a eunuch.
... Wait, Qianqin? This name sounds familiar.
Su Ming’an racked his brain to recall; he remembers she will become a Dawn Knight in the future, with very little interaction with him.
"Qianqin is from the ’Gingko Clan’, their lifespan is counted by the millennium." At this time, Xiao Bai spoke softly.
Qianqin’s expression instantly froze.
Su Ming’an was taken aback and realized... a Magpie’s lifespan is only twenty years, while a Gingko’s lifespan lasts thousands of years. Even if they become friends, Longevity Species will soon forget the transient Short-lived Species. So, it’s best not to form deep connections to avoid heartbreak.
These words need to be tactful, but Xiao Bai, not knowing social niceties, just bluntly said it out loud.
"...Senior Brother." However, Qianqin quickly smiled. She was like a Little Sun, grasping Su Ming’an’s hands earnestly, saying, "I will find a way for Senior Brother to live a long life."
Su Ming’an thought she was joking. Longevity has always been an insurmountable chasm.
However, Qianqin’s eyes were extremely serious: "I will do my best to help you."
"Why?"
"Because..." She patted her chest, "Because I am a knight who believes in the Dawn Goddess, sworn to help all those in difficulty."
... In such a dark and bloody world like Luowasha, there actually are knights like this.
Su Ming’an remembers that in the future of her world chessboard, Qianqin continues to help the weak. It turns out faith can make people so steadfast, following the rules in their hearts for a lifetime regardless of the millennia or centuries. Never decaying, never fearing, just like... Lü Shu and Luna.
"Alright. I will take care of you too," Su Ming’an nodded.
Qianqin giggled, "Senior Brother is so nice. By the way, how old are you, Senior Brother?"
Su Ming’an said, "Fifteen. You should be twelve or thirteen, Junior Sister?"
Qianqin coughed a few times, turning her face away, "In terms of Short-lived Species’ age, it’s about right."
"Then the real age?"
"... Multiply by twenty!"
"...Huh?"
...
[To Sique:]
[Your Junior Sister wants to help extend your life.]
...
[To My Friend:]
[That is certainly good, I also wish... to live a long, long time.]
...
[To Sique:]
[Of course, you will live, becoming a super lazy bird, living longer than anyone else.]
...
[To My Friend:]
[Ah, really? Then I suppose it’s a prophecy from a deity... Lighthouse God, don’t deceive me.]
...
[To Sique:]
[I won’t deceive you. For I am a god.]
...
[To My Friend:]
[That’s wonderful, I await that day. I still have many, many stories unfinished, four years of lifespan is just too short...]
[When the opportunity arises, I must meet you, Mr. Lighthouse.]
...
In the seventh month, Xiao Bai brought another disciple.
"From now on, this is your junior brother," Xiao Bai said.
The boy with golden hair bright as the sun, blue eyes like the sea, wearing red robes embroidered with the Dawn Goddess’s pattern, always maintaining a gentle and compliant smile.
Su Ming’an was drinking the lime cola personally made by Qianqin, nearly spitting it out upon seeing him.
...Hui Bai? You are everywhere!? The Order Guardian is you, the Red Tower Scoundrel is you, the Cardinal in Sique’s memories at 19 is you, and now meeting you again.
However, this should be the earliest Hui Bai, still a boy.
Xiao Bai said, "His surname is Hui, no given name. In his clan, each clan member gets a name upon reaching adulthood." She looked at the golden-haired boy: "But having no name is inconvenient, Hui, you should pick a name."
The golden-haired boy bowed respectfully, "Master, please give me a name."
Xiao Bai casually said, "Then let your name follow mine, called ’Hui Bai’."
The golden-haired boy nodded, "Yes, Master."
Su Ming’an was surprised, realizing this is how Hui Bai got his name.
Hui Bai nodded, smiling to greet Su Ming’an: "Hello, Senior Brother." Then he turned sideways to greet Qianqin: "Hello, Senior Sister."
His posture was a bit reserved, and his clothes were very shabby.
Xiao Bai patted Hui Bai: "Hui Bai’s parents were devout believers of the Dawn Goddess. His hometown is very barren, crops hardly grow, people often starve to death, and he struggled to study his way out of his hometown and into Royal City for school."
"But he remains unsatisfied, as merely getting a job in Royal City cannot change the poverty of his home. So he joined the Church, aiming to become a Cardinal. I found the Spiritual Energy in him extremely rich when passing by, suitable for Genesis, and decided to recognize him as a disciple."
Su Ming’an’s expression turned complex. So Hui Bai is one of those "Phoenixes from the backwater." A poor youth moving from the countryside to Royal City and being favored by an Immortal, soaring to the sky.
But there’s one very odd point. Since Hui Bai is Sique’s junior brother, why in a memory seen by Su Ming’an, does it appear that Sique at 19 when joining the Church, seemed not to know Hui Bai?
"We’ll only know later..." Su Ming’an pondered silently.
...
[To Sique:]
[You now have a Junior Sister and a Junior Brother.]
...
[To My Friend:]
[I really like this kind of life.]
[It makes me feel alive.]
[—A very happy Que]
...
"[When the pie was opened, the birds began to sing, what a wondrous dish, placed before the King...]" Under the starry night, Hui Bai lay on the lawn, telling stories with a voice as gentle as feathers.
Wood crackled, and Qianqin took out freshly baked finger biscuits, placing them beside her personally-made lime cola, handing them to Su Ming’an.
"Here, freshly baked, Senior Brother, you get the first taste!"
The grass on the mountain was soft as Su Ming’an bit into a cookie. He could smell the remnants of sunlight mingled with the fragrance of tiny blossoms, the aroma of finger cookies and the scent of bread roasting over the fire...
The starry sky seemed vast and distant, the horizon wide and boundless, as if immersed in a world without conflict or pain, filled only with warmth and tenderness.
Time seemed to pass quickly before Su Ming’an’s eyes.
The three of them grew together in support of each other.
Qianqin loved making various beverages, like Hanhai Flower Plum Juice, Sun Leaf Soda, Moonlight Dew... Especially her homemade lime cola. She also liked writing poetry, saying she wanted to be a knight full of poetic charm.
Hui Bai loved telling stories, such as "Caged Bird" and "Beheaded Queen," which he recounted with gusto. Xiao Bai wasn’t responsible for their food, it was always Hui Bai who painstakingly went down the mountain to buy ingredients, hunt, wash dishes, and prepare meals for them with care.
In the morning, they attended Xiao Bai’s classes, practiced creation in the afternoon, and rested in the evening. They often gathered to taste Qianqin’s drinks, listen to her new poems, and under the cold moonlight, look down at the light of the Mortal World beneath the Divine Mountain.
In the blink of an eye, a year passed.
In the extremely brief perception of time Su Ming’an had, he quickly mastered many skills he would never have used before, such as flower art and tea art... This made him feel he was becoming soft again, becoming a "person," rather than a cold mechanic.
Princess Aisudani sent news that the royal power struggle had reached a white heat, requesting for her "fiancé" Su Ming’an to come down and assist.
"Senior Brother, let’s go together," Hui Bai and Qianqin immediately followed along.
This was the first time Su Ming’an formally descended the Divine Mountain.
Princess Aisudani’s prestige was at its peak. Su Ming’an, being the strongest C-level Creator and also an Immortal Disciple, merely showing up secured the Princess’s victory.
After leaving the Royal Court, Hui Bai immediately suggested, "The task is done, no rush to return to the Divine Mountain, let’s have some fun in the Royal City."
Qianqin nodded: "Alright."
Hui Bai was a person who knew how to have fun; he hired a Cat Car and took the pair to the market. Qianqin picked up a lighter, amazed as the flame danced, and blew on it nearly burning Hui Bai’s hair; she quickly bought him a silver headband as compensation. Hui Bai didn’t mind at all; he generously bought a sword sheath as a gift for Qianqin, and gave Su Ming’an a large bag of wheat cakes.
They laughed heartily, tasting the signature fresh meat wontons from a stall, eating mung bean cakes from a snack shop at the street corner, then drinking tea from a storyteller’s stall, and drove the Cat Car to seek divination.
Qianqin also said next time they must go to Tongqing Building, the best eatery in the Royal City, where each dish is more exquisite than the last.
The wheels rolled, raising raucous laughter.
The starry night was brilliant, the velvet curtain sweeping toward the distant horizon.
"You know, Senior Brother," on the way back, Qianqin, sitting in the Cat Car, suddenly looked at Su Ming’an with big black eyes, "Our Master took us as disciples to help her perfect something called the ’World Book.’
"World Book?" Su Ming’an knew what it was.
"Yes, a book that contains every Memory Clip in the world, to combat a great villain that will appear in the future—the Master of the End of All Things," Qianqin nodded.
"There are already millions of Memory Clips in Luowasha, do we really need more?" Hui Bai bit into a banana.
"Yes. It’s like building with blocks, even if it’s enough to stack into a huge castle, you can never have too many. The more round blocks, the more attractive the castle; the more square blocks, the taller it is; the more triangle blocks, the more stable it becomes," Qianqin explained.
The more Memory Clips, the more perfect the story becomes. For instance, regarding the Memory Clips about "the War of Eden," if 9 Clips all state "in the War of Eden, casualties exceeded ten million," but if there’s just 1 Clip stating "in the War of Eden, casualties exceeded one million," only that 1 Memory Clip needs to be chosen, inscribed into the World Book, becoming the only real history etched in stone.
Everyone in Luowasha is continuously creating Memory Clips, and what Xiao Bai has to do is pick the good ones and eliminate the bad ones.
It’s like picking the tastiest sugar oranges from a basket.
"So, we will soon be entrusted with a great responsibility!" Qianqin exclaimed proudly.
"We actually have the qualification to influence the entire world?" Hui Bai’s banana froze midway to his mouth.
Qianqin took the opportunity to stuff half an apple into him, making it hard for him to swallow or spit it out, Hui Bai smiled ruefully with tears nearly falling, shaking his head helplessly.
...
[To Sique:]
[Happy 17th birthday, we’re going to save the world.]
...
[To my friend:]
[Um, I have seen it.]
[Three more years, I will live, right? Mr. Lighthouse.]
[I am very happy... to have known you.]
...
But Su Ming’an didn’t expect, the one to leave first was Hui Bai.
One day, Hui Bai’s body suddenly began to wither swiftly, obviously without any illness, yet his full head of golden hair quickly turned ashen white.
At first, he was just often weak, then gradually, he couldn’t walk. In the end, he could only lie in bed.
"...You came...to see me." Seeing Su Ming’an walk into the room, Hui Bai covered his face, showing only his pale long hair.
"What’s wrong with you?" Su Ming’an asked in disbelief.
"My race is the ’Eternal Siren,’ each time I live 10-20 years, and every time my lifespan ends, I enter a fish egg state, waiting for rebirth..." Hui Bai said in a low voice. "This time, it’s probably because my lifespan is up. However, my race is very much about luck; perhaps I can be reborn many times, or maybe only once."
"Can you retain your memories?" Qianqin asked helplessly.
"This is my first life, I’m not that skillful, probably not..." Hui Bai smiled. "Don’t be sad, just take it as a temporary farewell, alright? Maybe someday, I’ll remember you guys."
...Isn’t this equivalent to a farewell forever?
Seeing Hui Bai exhausted, Su Ming’an quietly withdrew.
But he heard a very faint voice from Hui Bai inside the room:
"But there are still so many things I want to do."
"I want to write stories, to protect you all, to thank you, to ride the Cat Car with you, eat wontons, go to the Divination House..."
"I want to... ’love’ this world, ’love’ you all."
...
[Memory Progress: 70%]
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[Luowasha, Night 9:30 PM]
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Countless landing sounds echoed, as the Casual Players entering Luowasha looked around.
The stunning Blue Moon, the crimson sun, whales and dragons swimming together in the sky, elves and slimes roaming the earth. The scenery of Luowasha was incredibly beautiful.
"What am I here for?" the players marveled.
"Cool! It’s amazing!"
"Dad! Mom! I have traveled to the Otherworld!"
"Is that the canopy of the World Tree? Such beautiful crystal branches and leaves..."
Since they entered the instance midway, they had no character to possess, and used their own bodies.
He Yuan and other Casual Players were among them, their expressions were somewhat nervous but extremely excited, their heartbeats quickening.
"Whoosh..."
Lin Yin rode a Golden Giant Dragon, hovering in the sky.
The white headband fluttered, calm green eyes gazing into the distance.
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[World Game · Remaining Players: 672,918,290]
[Total Perfect Pass Players: 24]
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