[Player (Su Ming'an). The contract object you summoned is——]

[SR·Humble Mourner·Su Jingtang]

[Class: Knight (Front Row)]

[Originating from the Night Watcher of Hongyun, who reveres the hope and beauty of all things. He was guided by Olivius, realized his heart's desire, abandoned medicine for martial arts, and embarked on the path of the Night Watcher.]

["——I chant eulogies for the deceased and celebrate victory with joy."]

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[Personality Alignment: Order Good]

[Darkening Value: 0 points]

[Level: lv.50]

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Though unable to draw Sique, Su Ming'an was quite lucky; an SR Card is very rare. Compared to Xiao Ming's 78 Darkening Value, Su Jingtang's 0 Darkening Value could be considered a pure and innocent white flower.

"You come from the eastern country?"

"Yes." Su Jingtang fixed his hat, his movements precise and slow: "My lord, as your first companion, I will assist you in achieving victory on Game Day."

"Not the first, I previously summoned an SSR named Su Qing." Su Ming'an said.

Su Jingtang's expression flickered with surprise for a moment: "So I am the second. Then why does he not accompany you at your side, guarding your safety at all times?"

"He said he and I are equals. Besides, his nature is somewhat... special. I will summon him later." Su Ming'an said.

"Equal?" Su Jingtang didn't understand: "We came in response to the God of Covenant's summoning. If we can't help you win, our arrival is meaningless, and we can't repay ourselves. Coming to such an unfamiliar era, we should maintain a humble, courteous attitude since everything from equipment to a Glimpse of the Divine is something you will grant us. You are my master, yet he harbors such rebellious thoughts."

...An unfamiliar era?

Upon hearing this, Su Ming'an suddenly realized—these card characters may not align with the current timeline. Clues from the Tenth World also suggest that players might draw versions of themselves from childhood, like ten-year-old Su Ming'an or ten-year-old Yuanyuan.

Therefore, the "Sea Emperor's Arrival" limited-time pool's [SSR·Sea Emperor·Lu] likely doesn't summon the current Lu, but a future Sea Emperor Lu.

So, the scenario where [the same person from different timelines coexists in the world] is possible. For instance, the newly ascended Sea Emperor Lu could meet the future Sea Emperor Lu who completely rules the Eternal Sea. They might encounter each other, with one being the card drawer and the other being the card itself.

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"Ding dong!"

[You have collected two cards, and the "Card Team Assignment" function has been unlocked!]

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Su Ming'an looked at his card interface. Clicking on it, two names appeared at the bottom: [SSR·Mirror·Su Ming'an], [SR·Humble Mourner·Su Jingtang].

In the center of the interface was a four-square straight line, like a checkerboard.

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[Please designate the first slot of the team. (Recommended front-row classes: Knight Position, Warrior Position)]

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Coincidentally, Su Jingtang was a knight. Su Ming'an dragged the name [SR·Humble Mourner·Su Jingtang] into the first slot of the four-square line.

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[Please designate the second slot of the team. (Recommended mid-row classes: Burst Position, Mobility Position)]

Su Ming'an had no cards with mid-row classes, so he had to skip this.

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[Please designate the third slot of the team. (Recommended back-row classes: Archer Position, Chanter Position)]

Su Ming'an designated Xiao Ming.

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[Please designate the fourth slot of the team. (Recommended back-row classes: Mage Position, Priest, Blessing Position.)]

Su Ming'an found that his own name could also be dragged into this slot, so he placed himself as the Mage Position.

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After completing the team assignment, a buff was applied:

[Your card team consists of: Su Jingtang (0 stars), Su Qing (0 stars), Su Ming'an (Protagonist)]

[Gained buff: Su Family United]

[(Su Family United): Combat power increased by 5%, charm increased by half a level.]

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"Ding dong!"

[The "Luo Washa Store" of the God of Trade is now open, where you can perform actions like "Purchase Skins" and "Purchase Favorability Gifts."]

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[Luo Washa Store]

[1. Su Jingtang·Interstellar Mecha (Quality: Epic) (Price: 500 words)]

[2. Su Jingtang·Garden Long Shirt (Quality: Superior) (Price: 300 words)]

[3. Su Qing·Magic Boy (Quality: Legendary) (Price: 1000 words)]

[4. Su Qing·Desire to Buy Osmanthus and Wine (Quality: Epic) (Price: 500 words)]

[...]

[13. Favorability Gift: Lighthouse Sculpture (Price: 500 words)]

[14. Favorability Gift: call (Price: 500 words)]

[15. Favorability Gift: Oscar Trophy (Price: 1000 words)]

[...]

[25. Glimpse of the Divine (Price: 3000 words)]

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[Note: Word count can be obtained by defeating others.]

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Su Ming'an was petrified for three seconds.

...The World Tree is truly a genius; how many games has it consumed?

Skins and favorability gifts can be used to enhance the card's favorability, but Su Ming'an doesn't need this; he's not afraid of low favorability, only of it being too high. This store is currently unnecessary.

He closed the interface.

At the end of the road, Hui Bei hurried over. Seeing that Su Ming'an was unscathed, Hui Bei showed a relieved expression: "Good thing you are okay."

Su Ming'an nodded at him, then turned to Pudding: "Pudding, how do I get more Summoning Tickets?"

"[Game Day]." Pudding answered: "You can clear levels on [Game Day], which is about resisting the intrusion of external civilizations. The World Tree issues Summoning Tickets; every time you clear a level, you'll receive some Summoning Tickets as a reward."

"I see." Su Ming'an understood — even what seems like a ridiculous card-drawing game has a rigorous mechanism behind it.

To resist the intrusion of external civilizations, people must clear levels on [Game Day]. To motivate people, the World Tree created a summoning mechanism that projects people from other timelines into Luo Washa as cards. Each time people achieve certain feats on [Game Day], they earn Summoning Tickets from the World Tree to further enhance their efforts on [Game Day].

For people, this card mechanism is addictive, with tangible combat power growth inspiring their active participation.

And for the World Tree, it is even a business without cost. All it has to pay is the cost of the summoning ritual. It itself is like a summoning ticket printing machine. Sending out ten consecutive or a hundred consecutive summoning tickets makes no difference to it at all. Yet people would fight tooth and nail for the tickets it casually prints.

Even if someone rallied to kill it, it could appease most people just by giving everyone a few summoning tickets, as if nothing ever happened.

"A very thoughtful Ruler..." Su Ming'an commented. This method is much softer than that of certain deities. It can mobilize people's active enthusiasm, rather than being subjected to oracles that they must follow.

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"Ding dong!"

[The Game Day is about to start.]

[Countdown: three minutes.]

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At this moment,

Su Ming'an heard exclamations echoing through the surrounding school buildings, indicating that all participants had heard this sound.

He saw a man standing under a distant tree shade, fully armed, wearing a gas mask, carrying canned goods, pure water, a Swiss Army knife, with even his neck and hands protected tightly.

At a further distance under the tree shade, there was an elderly person, with white hair, hunched back, holding a bundle stuffed with food and water.

... Would such an elderly person also be willing to enter [Game Day]? She might even find it difficult to run.

Su Ming'an gazed at these well-prepared figures, a sense of melancholy spreading within.

The moon hung low, its azure moonlight draping a layer of soft gauze over the campus, with the branches and leaves suspended in a glowing blue light, serene and stable.

"You may not know, but some people have always been waiting for the arrival of [Game Day]," Hui Bei said gently, "They are born with their limits locked by their race, so they can only pin their hopes on miracles, and [Game Day] is that miracle."

"To extend the lifespan of parents, resurrect children who died early, pay off lifelong debts... For these wishes, they will stop at nothing. This is their only chance to change their destiny."

"Long ago, people knew that [Game Day] would descend this year, so from a young age, many were instructed by their parents to train their bodies well, practice various skills like escaping from escape rooms, unlocking, and puzzle-solving."

"Many schools focused on [Game Day] began to appear, hiring teachers skilled in gaming to teach children gaming techniques every day. Many after-school tuition classes sprang up like mushrooms after the rain, helping people better understand the flexible and changeable game puzzles."

"In Luowasha, only those who excel at games receive praise, because the world thus stipulated the criteria for 'excellence' and the measures of 'top students.' If you only know how to bury your head in books, you will be criticized with 'All you do is read books every day, but the neighbor's child is so good at games, learn from them!' "

"'Must-Do Questions for Game Day,' 'One Stop for Escape Room,' 'How to Cope with Apocalypse and Sci-Fi Levels,' and other types of textbooks spread across the land of Luowasha, setting off a heated frenzy. People cram these questions desperately, yearning for victory on [Game Day]."

"Even if they know they might die on [Game Day]. But some people think..."

"[A barren and hopeless long life is far more frightening than a magnificent death.]"

After Hui Bei finished speaking, Su Ming'an lowered his gaze.

He seemed to understand the reason for the existence of much agony. It hides behind absurdity and laughter, deeply rooted in the mud of the world. No matter how loud the laughter, you can hear the same sounds behind it.

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[Countdown.]

[Ten.]

[Nine.]

[Eight.]

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Su Ming'an took a step forward.

As he stepped out of the cafe, he heard the sound of the countdown ending—

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[Game Day begins.]

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[We sit in hell, holding up the Bible, vainly hoping to change destiny with slaughter.]

[The Disciple Game now unfolds.]

[Human nature can never withstand any test, please always maintain vigilance and calm.]

[On this stage interwoven with decay, blood, and screams, betrayal, framing, and despair will become your trials.]

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It has begun.

What will the content of the Disciple Game be? A Danganronpa-style puzzle game? A battle royale? Or...

A white light enveloped them.

"Swish!"

Upon opening his eyes again, Su Ming'an noticed a yellow bar floating in the upper right corner of his vision—this seemed to be the [Health Points] in the Disciple Game.

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[Contender 0000003030, welcome to the Disciple Game!]

[In the Disciple Game, each person needs to pay attention to three points.]

[1. The yellow bar in the upper right corner represents your Health Points. Hunger, cold, injury, and poisoning will all deduct your Health Points. When Health Points run out, you will die.]

[2. Each person will receive a random item, a random psychic ability, and a random survival resource. It depends on your luck.]

[3. The racial food chain still exists, but racial strength will be balanced to reduce situations of absolute suppression.]

[Subsequent game rules will be gradually revealed as the game progresses, please stay tuned.]

[Please follow the guidance to receive your first mission.]

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Su Ming'an had not yet checked his randomly assigned item, psychic ability, and survival resource when he heard an impatient male voice nearby.

"Is this a squad system? Were you all dragged into this by that damned [Game Day]? So now, are we trying to survive?" The speaker was a burly man in a white T-shirt, with dark eyebrows furrowed and a dense beard.

Su Ming'an glanced around. Surrounding him were spotted iron bars that emitted a rusty scent. This seemed to be a cell... Could it be an escape room?

Upon seeing the iron bars, the man's face twisted into a mass, and he ran up to them, angrily pounding on them: "Damn it! How did we get locked up right at the beginning!"

At this point, a bespectacled young man timidly suggested, "We can't stay locked in here. We must leave soon... Does anyone belong to a strong race? We can try to break open the iron bars."

A total of six people were trapped in this cell. Besides the burly man and the bespectacled young man, there was a female student in a school uniform, a middle-aged man in a suit, and a white-collar woman.

"…!"

Staring at this scene, Su Ming'an stood up as if electrified.

Something suddenly flashed in his mind, like the onset of the hippocampus effect.

The hippocampus effect is a sensation people have in real environments, suddenly feeling like they've "experienced the scene somewhere before." From a medical perspective, it may be a premonition dream caused by the brain's divergent imagination, or it may be an illusion of mistaking something seen just milliseconds before for something previously encountered. However, its origins remain unconfirmed.

...Had he seen such a scene? It should be a no, but why... did he vaguely have a sense of déjà vu?

Waves spread intricately through his mind, goosebumps unknowingly rose on his back, and he wasn't even sure where his emotion stemmed from.

It felt as if a residue from Su Liujin was affecting him. Had Su Liujin participated in the first round of the Disciple Game?

He stared into the deep darkness outside the door and took a step forward.

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