Welcome to Rewind World Game-Chapter 831 - 829: "The Ninth World Ends.

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

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

Su Ming’an was slightly stunned.

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."

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The Dawn War monument forest.

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.

Su Ming’an’s fingers glided over the names on the tombstones, Little Mei stood quietly beside him. Under the warm yellow light, the names on the tombstones reflected scalelike fragments of light.

"So many familiar names in history." Little Mei said softly.

"Almost each one, I remember." Su Ming’an gazed at these names, their faces seemed still present before his eyes.

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Someone would call him handsome, and every Fuyuan Festival would make an ornament for him. Fortunately, she passed away peacefully in old age.

Her name was not on the tombstone, but he remembered her always, she liked dark lipstick, liked viridescent skirts. Until her death, she kept saying she loved him.

Someone was a promising young man, later endured humiliation for decades for a single Source Breaker Bullet, finally personally delivered the truth and the bullet to him with his life.

Someone passed away in a church, he was the oldest of the leaders, paving the way for the people until his death.

Su Ming’an’s gaze shifted down to a somewhat new tombstone.

His gaze condensed, he said softly:

"The owner of this tombstone was a Doctor in the field of biochemistry, I bid farewell to her in the hospital. I remember during the Dawn War, she was still robust, in the end, I could only see her gaunt face in the ICU."

"My condolences." Little Mei said.

His fingers slid over the tombstone, familiar or unfamiliar names passed before his eyes.

Yue, Qi, Xia Sheng, Fayse, Sita Xi, Joslin, Maxia, Andeveis, Bairde, Anita. Yalin...

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[City Lord, I’m Sita Xi! Nice to meet you!]

[City Lord, I’m Andeveis of the Freedom Alliance, it’s my honor to fight under your command.]

[City Lord, I’m Yaoguang Mercenary Anita...]

[City Lord, I’m Hope City’s City Lord Yalin, here to support the battlefield...]

[City Lord, ...]

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Finally, Su Ming’an’s gaze fell, focusing on the T-0321 Mechanical Ring on his finger, where a soft voice came:

"They’re all here."

... They’re all here.

They’re all here, sleeping on the earth where spring blooms, in the spring they once yearned to step into.

He turned, looking at the silently standing crowd, among them, seemed to be an old man holding a vermilion sniper rifle, meeting his gaze.

The old man hesitated, cracked his lips into a smile.

Teeth sparse, wrinkles numerous, yet smiling youthfully.

The night enveloped this City-State, the Bell Tower struck twelve o’clock.

"Dong—— Dong—— Dong——"

White birds spread their wings and took flight, ginkgo leaves lifted towards the sky by the wind.

In the distance stood the era’s Central Building that pierces the clouds, this cube building of 132 floors, towering amidst dark gray clouds, forming a bustling cityscape with the sky bridge and light rail.

Nearby, passed by 26 unmanned light rails, 6 Central TV Towers, and the fist screen icon representing the City of Measurement.

On the square, Acto’s stone statue still stood tall, wildflowers clustered around him. Tonight people were holding a memorial ceremony, thousands of residents lit fires, stood near the statue, bowing their heads in silence.

"Woo——"

A sound like an air raid alarm echoed, the alarm bell tolled, people remained silently voiceless.

After the alarm bell ceased, those off their night shifts boarded the light rail, white-collar workers chose hot drinks at the vending machines, drones carrying packages flew in the night sky, workers rebuilt the collapsed building brick by brick...

Between the skyscrapers, advertising billboards kept looping product introductions: "Sanctuary’s newly developed emotion stabilizer", "Step by step reduced reader", "Agnes Cooling Refrigerator".

——In the brilliant teleportation white light, these scenes were so peacefully tranquil.

Su Ming’an was enveloped by the white light.

People raised their heads, realizing Su Ming’an seemed to be leaving, they immediately offered the wildflowers in their hands to him, calling out loudly, trying to hold him back.

But Su Ming’an simply took a Red Cloak from his backpack grid, folded it neatly, placed it in front of everyone’s tombstone. Then pressed a golden medal symbolizing the Dawn War Commander on the cloak.

Having done all this, he gazed into the distance.

His figure slowly faded, yet Little Mei still tightly held onto his sleeve, feeling the touch at her fingertips gradually disappear.

"Little Mei." Su Ming’an suddenly said: "Later, have the Dawn System arrange to check your body, related symptoms of Roseblood are currently difficult to treat but not impossible."

Little Mei was slightly stunned.

"The girls in The Fringe will be saved, those flesh trades will soon be banned, the rebuilt City-State order, a sufficiently abundant welfare system, can let every self-reliant person survive," Su Ming’an said:

"Go embrace a new life."

"If you want to grow flowers, go and plant flowers. If you want to keep fish, give it a try. If you want to go to college, you will have the opportunity."

Little Mei covered her mouth, tears fell from her eyes.

She’s a strong girl, resilient like reed grass, losing composure while crying, because of reluctance.

"I wonder... if I will ever meet someone as good as you again?" Little Mei sobbed.

Su Ming’an smiled, patting the nearby tombstone, as if patting comrades’ shoulders.

"Countless, sleeping, awakening," he said: "All will be better than me."

In the night, many people rushed here. They saw Su Ming’an about to depart, though unclear of the situation, still formed a line shouting:

"——City Lord, we will live well!"

"There will be a better new life! The Ruined World can definitely make it!!"

"Although we don’t know where you’re going, we wish you a smooth journey!"

The dazzling white light shone dazzlingly bit by bit, and people’s voices overlapped in his ear. There was even an emoticon swaying among the crowd, clearly from a green-eyed girl, who smiled and waved at him.

Su Ming’an’s gaze extended afar, where a slender figure holding a thin sword stood under a ginkgo tree, smiling goodbye to him.

Su Ming’an waved back to her, seeing the shape of her mouth.

[See you in the next world.]

An unchanging promise, a different meeting.

She will move toward a brand new life.

And he will reach the next point in time.

The scene before him gradually faded, with the white light slowly covering his entire field of vision.

"Doctor, before you leave." Xike’s voice suddenly rang out from behind:

"—May I embrace you?"

"You may." Su Ming’an said.

He felt a slight touch on his back as Xike’s transparent form gradually solidified, condensing into a body that gently embraced him.

Their chests and abdomens didn’t touch, separated by a thin line of air. Xike’s embrace was restrained and polite, not the least bit intrusive.

Su Ming’an did not move, the surrounding white data like flowing fireflies. Illuminating her lowered sea-blue eyes, they also resembled a brilliant blue starry sea.

Clearly just a sub-AI of the Dawn System, a being hard to possess even a physical form, yet her embrace felt like that of a real human. The gap between program and life had increasingly blurred.

"I want to ask you one last question." Xike said.

"Ask away."

"Do you believe in reality, or in ideals?" Xike asked.

This question came very suddenly.

Su Ming’an thought of Acto and the Deity, and finally answered with certainty:

"I believe in ideals."

He was an idealist.

—Believe that spring will bloom, the effort will make dreams come true, and running all the way will reach the finish line.

Hearing this, Xike nodded without saying much.

"The density of life is more worth pursuing than its length," Xike said:

"Thank you, Doctor, goodbye."

She curved her lips and smiled:

"I saw you one day in the lab, and thought, maybe you really can create miracles."

"The newly born Ruined World... I will look forward to it."

And just like that, their embrace parted.

Her embrace quickly withdrew.

Su Ming’an took one last look back.

The endless white data resembled rolling waves, tangled like intricate circuits, or like human souls in circulation, endless and counting the lives of every living being in the world.

Like the pulsation of veins and nerves, the white data roamed with a unique rhythm through the space. Though just a cold combination of 0s and 1s, it seemed to harbor the swelling and vibrancy of life, as if all things are reborn within it.

Under the data, Dawn and Xike stood side by side, with white long hair and golden strands swirling with the simulation, every inch infused with small 0s and 1s, containing the unique beauty of the data world.

Compared to the cold Dawn at the start of the instance, Dawn’s expression at this time had become closer to life. Her originally inorganic voice also gradually carried emotions that moved hearts.

Her form had also become much more solid.

As if, since the start of the instance, she had become more "powerful."

At this moment, Su Ming’an was momentarily in a trance. He suddenly recalled a concept that the Deity mentioned before, "Laplace’s Demon."

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["Assume there exists a hypothetical being, that can know the position and momentum of every atom in the universe, it can thus display the past and future of the universe—this is ’Laplace’s Demon’." In the Deity’s voice, there was unexpectedly a hint of poignancy:]

["That is to say, if the data is sufficient, we can deduce everything in this universe. This is also the concept of the ’City of Measurement’—to make the ’Dawn System’ that integrates infinite information into this ’Laplace’s Demon’."]

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The "Laplace’s Demon" mentioned by the Deity before, along with the current ’The Original’ theory, increasingly made the entire universe seem like a virtual simulation, each world appearing to operate on a blueprint.

If there exists a game system that could calculate different outcomes—could it be like a ’Laplace’s Demon’ born from civilization reaching its peak?

Looking at the Dawn System, which had become more "powerful," a trace of doubt flitted through Su Ming’an’s mind, but it quickly dissipated.

The teleportation white light shone brightly, and he completely left the Ruined World.

Those deceased souls, burdened on him for too long, were finally released with a series of goodbyes,

Finally liberated.

He gazed into the white light in front of him and closed his eyes.

Billions of souls had already soared up and sang. All those who could not go home, all those who could not look back, were all ascending with the dawn. The living used their own descending flesh and blood to elevate this dawn, like an axle.

The pioneer had already constructed the three-dimensional grid firewall with wisdom as the sword, constructed the Ouroboros from the first day to the nineteenth day, constructed the overlapped positioning experiment lab of Central City with the Klein Bottle, and constructed the trap program and quantum ghost named "Dawn Code."

The helmsman of the Ship of Theseus, the forerunner of the long river of civilization, the unyielding electronic sheep.

The warriors eventually rested in the battlefield, and comrades built a monument together.

Under the last Chapter of the story—

Spring winds swept across the entire World.

Two thousand three hundred times, five billion seven hundred ten million.

——By coincidence, evoking a spring.

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