Chapter 141 - MVP and FMVP

Chapter 141: Chapter 139: MVP and FMVP"Alright — now let’s start presenting our awards!"

The sharp voice of Boss Rabbit rose, and at the same time, a shiny golden trophy appeared in its hand, etched with a twisted scale pattern.

With a "pfft," colorful ribbons floated down from the sky, sprinkling all over the twelve players.

"...What’s going on now," Adolf muttered under his breath. As a player who had been eliminated due to a moment of hot-bloodedness, he felt somewhat ashamed and even dared not meet Su Ming’an’s gaze directly.

"An unnecessary gesture," Lin Jiang tilted his head.

Andre shrank back, though as an audience member he had seen everything that followed and knew that Lv Shu’s decision to target him had been considered, it didn’t change the fact that he had been humiliatingly voted out... Hanged so disgracefully, and on the first day at that, his forum fanbase had dropped significantly, and he had seen quite a few posts mocking him — those despicable viewers who did absolutely nothing but had the nerve to mock him who fought tooth and nail!

His eyes darkened with bitterness, hating not the players like Su Ming’an who had targeted him, but those spectators who did nothing but were quick to criticize with their words.

"— First of all, let’s present our minor awards!"

While Andre was seething with anger, he heard Boss Rabbit’s irritating voice.

"Congratulations, dear Player Number Eight, Andre! You have won this award!"

...Won an award?

Andre was dumbfounded. He hadn’t expected to win any awards after such a performance.

Under everyone’s watchful eyes, he was forced to walk a few steps forward onto a raised platform in this sky, which featured something resembling a podium. There, holding the trophy, Boss Rabbit was looking at him with a smile.

He took the trophy, then saw the clear inscription on it — The Most Unlucky Elimination Award.

Clenching his fists tightly, he wished he could beat the damned rabbit before him to a pulp.

"As an ordinary Good Guy player, to be pushed out by a swapped Seer and Witch while wearing the Guard’s borrowed clothes, and then trampled upon by the Werewolf who borrowed the clothes... a truly tragic death, pitiful, pitiful!" Boss Rabbit’s lament was like pouring oil on the fire, causing Andre to nearly suffocate with rage, fists cracking.

"— Move it, move it. After receiving your award, get down. Don’t delay our dear top players’ time!"

He wanted to say something, but was pushed back by the soft punch of Boss Rabbit, returning him to his original spot.

At the same time, he also heard the infuriating system prompt:

"— Next, congratulations to dear Player Number Nine, Iris! You’ve won our ! As the key clergy member of the Good Guys camp, from beginning to end, you didn’t protect anyone, voting with the Werewolf team the entire time, helping lay the foundation for the Werewolves’ future... Although it’s regrettable that you didn’t succeed in the end, your bravery in becoming the fifth Werewolf is commendable and makes you stand out among the two other traitors, Number Seven Yamada Machiichi and Number Twelve Mizushima Haru, and is worth rewarding!"

Iris walked up calmly, the girl considered a traitor seemed to have always been indifferent about her actions and didn’t react much to Boss Rabbit’s sharp sarcasm. She maintained her graceful demeanor, and even said thank you when accepting the award.

Boss Rabbit scratched its long white hand through its head, seemingly a bit bored, but soon another new trophy appeared in its hand.

"— Then, Player Number Two, Noel! Congratulations, you’ve won the !"

Noel raised his eyebrows slightly and walked up with composure.

"As the player with the highest Combat Power in the Werewolf camp, you had absolutely no presence throughout the game, not participating in the nighttime attacks, and during the day, the Hunter shot you out with a single bullet — essentially you did nothing — congratulations, this award is truly well-deserved!"

"Heh." Noel chuckled and walked back without a change in expression.

Su Ming’an was pondering when suddenly there was a flash on the stage, with extreme light pollution. Fortunately, he didn’t look directly at it.

"Fuck, my eyes..." Lin Jiang covered his eyes on the side. The Dragon Country female student, who had just torn off her disguise, suddenly became agitated and unleashed a torrent of swear words.

"—And now, for our grand prize!"

Suddenly, a massive trophy appeared in Boss Rabbit’s hands, its appearance almost blinding a group of onlookers.

"First up, we have our FMVP (Finest Loser’s Most Valuable Player) award!"

The next moment, a beam of white light fell right onto Mizushima Kawa Sora.

She held the hilt of her blade, her eyes like frosty beads, looking extremely alert.

"As a Werewolf team Player, first, she tricked player number twelve, the ordinary good guy Mizushima Haru, into joining the wolf pack. Then, she refused hunter number three, Edward’s offer of benefits and instead formulated a plan to vote him out! She also performed admirably in the attack phase—although she still didn’t manage to kill! Among the pitiable werewolf players, only player number five performed notably—"

Mizushima Kawa Sora walked up in silence, took the trophy in silence, and after nearly crushing her hand with its weight, she held her breath and chucked it into her backpack, then silently returned to her spot.

This strong-willed woman seemed to have realized a lot during this match, so much so that even when Mizushima Haru loudly proclaimed, "It wasn’t trickery! It was voluntary! I just love my dear sister so much!", she didn’t react at all.

Su Ming’an watched this scene.

He was thinking.

The top twelve players on the world leaderboard weren’t all from various power groups, like the enigmatic Lv Shu, rumored to come from a hidden noble family, who never streamed and whose identity remained a mystery, and Lin Jiang and Yamada Machiichi.

Or say, the "artificially strong" fostered by former Zhai Xing’s forces, sometimes also acted beyond the expectations of these groups.

Like Mizushima Kawa Sora and Mizushima Haru who now seemed to be breaking away from Edward’s group.

Now that the world game had just started a month ago, perhaps many still held onto their old notions, wanting to rally around powerful groups to cultivate their heroes.

But after this match... after seeing the carefully nurtured Edward defeated so directly, perhaps they would have new ideas.

Perhaps, he needed to check his long-unopened private messages. And, looking at the barrage of comments... it seemed a lot of people were trying to find him now.

"—Alright! Next up is the last award, and it’s our biggest and best one!"

Boss Rabbit’s words broke his train of thought.

But he didn’t look up, instead, he closed his eyes.

"Boss Rabbit, what the fuck..." He inevitably heard Lin Jiang’s cursing again, and even with his eyes closed, he could feel the intense light pollution.

"That is, our MVP (Most Valuable Player) award! Please welcome, our dearest Number One Player! Come up and receive your award!"

This award was not surprising, or rather, everyone present had already anticipated who would receive it.

Gorgeous ribbons floated down from the sky. As he stepped forward to take the trophy, Su Ming’an met Boss Rabbit’s blood-red eyes.

"My dearest Number One Player, you’ve performed quite impressively!"

The typically shrill voice suddenly softened at this moment.

"As the Prophecy targeted by the Hunter at the start, surviving being knifed for two consecutive nights, single-handedly killing all the remaining Werewolves, and even unlocking the ultimate secret of Terrily Town!"

Boss Rabbit’s fluffy white paw patted his shoulder: "—My dearest Number One Player, I’m becoming more and more pleased with you!" It twisted its body, its four soft limbs tangled together like wriggling worms: "From the beginning, you’ve been winning till now. Although I may have once looked forward to your defeat, now, I only anticipate your next victory~ My dearest Number One Player, I hope this title will stay with you till the end..."

Su Ming’an faced the shifting gazes from below and the surging barrage of comments, his expression unchanged.

...Here we go again.

He feigned an intimate attitude to drive a wedge between him and the other players, presenting a facade of great trust. In a world-watching award ceremony like this, every action would be magnified infinitely.

Imagine the field day armchair theorists could have, spinning lengthy narratives from just a few words, let alone such apparent encouragement.

...but he wasn’t frightened.

Those who could truly understand were few, but they certainly existed. He only needed to cooperate with these insightful individuals. As for the rest, no matter how much he stated his case or distanced himself, they would not believe him.

Besides, he couldn’t make such statements.

As he accepted the trophy, he heard the system’s prompt:

Honor BUFF?

A new term to him, but the effects seemed excellent. Su Ming’an saw his Combat Power value rise, yet his Four Dimensions Attributes remained unchanged. Perhaps the bonus would manifest itself in actual combat.

"—Alright, that concludes today’s award ceremony!"

Old Boss Rabbit suddenly had an abacus-like object in hand, flicking it with noodle-like fingers that clicked and clacked, creating noise pollution all over again.

"... Ah, what a good turnout on the bets, really nice, really nice..."

Muttering to itself, it waved a hand at the players: "Now you all can head home, find your dear friends to talk and relax... But of course, don’t forget, our Fifth World will begin promptly in three days..."

As it spoke, its voice gradually faded away.

And before them, the sky platform fragmented like a shattered mirror.

The transport beam of white light rose.

"—Su Ming’an!"

He heard the voice of Mizushima Kawa Sora.

"Main God Space server 10 coordinates (298, 108), meet up punctually after twenty-four hours, I have something very important..."

Her voice too, drifted away.

[World Review:

Traveler Number One, Identity , gained the Witch’s trust on the first day, exchanged identities with the Witch during the day, wasted the Werewolf’s attacks for two nights in a row, with the Hunter unexpectedly out of play and the Guard along with ordinary townsfolk defecting, arranged for the Witch to accurately poison and singlehandedly eliminated the remaining Werewolves. Led the townsfolk to ultimate victory.

Traveler Number One, Identity , gained the trust of key NPC Moli at the shrine during the night, secured the trust of key NPC Mitchell the Mayor during the day, passed the test of Ghost Moli and entered the solo instance, changed the timeline in the persona of Boris Mitchell, achieving Dawn Line TE·Meet Tomorrow. Later forced Ghosts to leave Terrily, saved Moli, achieving "Good triumphing over Evil," completing Dawn Line TE·The Widow.]

...A fourth skill?

Su Ming’an didn’t rush to draw one. He was prepared to roll back if necessary to draw for a skill.

And if he was to do so, the first thing to ensure was his mental state. He needed to find a prop to stabilize his spirit.

This time, there seemed to be no appearance of the World Origin. This world didn’t count towards the Perfect Completion Progress.

He glanced at the back of his hand, where three white Pattern Marks still remained. Two curved ones cradled the middle one shaped like a teardrop, resembling a flower that was half-opened but never fully bloomed.

Su Ming’an closed the Crystal Ball before his eyes and glanced around his cramped personal space.

He felt like catching up on his regular sleep, but then he remembered Moli, who was still in his follow list.

He let her out.

"..." Moli was somewhat silent and seemed quite dejected when she first emerged, but soon, her attention was captured by the room.

"Where have we arrived at..." Moli’s eyes sparkled as she looked at the glowing Crystal Ball beside her: "Your world?"