Chapter 94: Ninety-Three: ’I’ve Finally... Waited for You

Chapter 94: Ninety-Three: ’I’ve Finally... Waited for You"Damn it! Why isn’t this pot lid closed properly! Disaster, disaster, disaster——!"

Wang Xingkong’s scream and Lv Shu’s suddenly reaching hand arrived at the same time, the vermillion butterfly quickly spread its wings, stacking on Su Ming’an like a piece of paper, the next moment, the hot water poured down flowed along the butterfly’s wings to the side, spilling onto the floor.

It was a close call without danger.

Su Ming’an was pulled down from the bed, still a bit dazed, after he got up from the floor and steadied himself, he saw that it was a room resembling a medical office, inside, besides Wang Xingkong who was still hurriedly trying to put the pot lid on, there was Lv Shu, recalling his butterfly with an ashen face, Xiao Xiao standing to the side with an awkward smile, Wang Zhenzhen hiding in the corner... and Shen Yue, standing at the door, watching him.

"You bastard, did you do that on purpose?" Lv Shu’s mantis moved on his shoulder, he had an iron blue face, the butterfly limply hung in his palm, his whole posture looked as if he could devour Wang Xingkong alive.

"Really, it really was an accident... an accident." Wang Xingkong saw Su Ming’an’s gaze, scratched his head and said, "We actually wanted you, Ming An’an, to get a good sleep, sleep a bit more, but it’s already approaching the third day in this world, I was afraid something unexpected might happen with that play..."

"It’s almost the third day." Su Ming’an looked out the window at the sky, already able to catch glimpses of dawn’s light: "Then I... must have slept quite a while... enough already."

"...Not enough." Lv Shu shook his head: "You should rest more."

"I rest, and you help me perfectly pass?" Su Ming’an rubbed his eyes, then looked at the loot he had gotten from killing Teacher Shen, casually saying, "Forget it, you already failed in the First World, there’s no chance left."

Lv Shu’s hard expression somewhat collapsed.

Shen Yue walked over, worry filling the space between her brows:

"...You clearly promised me you wouldn’t take risks." She sighed softly: "Never mind, I can’t control you anyway."

"Now can we talk about it?" Su Ming’an sat on the bed: "The information you’ve gathered so far."

"...That homeroom teacher is a real pervert; he’s been at this school for twelve years, transforming human bodies for twelve years, but he only takes care of ’transforming’ and never ’killing.’ Those students, stripped of their skins, even gradually fall in love with the skin that doesn’t age and becomes smoother..." Lv Shu frowned deeply: "I got this by forcing those NPCs to talk, the student NPCs in the dormitory, the student NPCs in the cafeteria, they no longer know if they are current students or past students... They are forever stuck on the day they were transformed into ’Eternal’ and repeating what they did on that day..."

Su Ming’an remembered that Zhang Jinfei.

He seemed to be obsessed with his mop every moment, every time he entered, he was always washing his mop, then making the already damp dorm room wet again... Turns out he had already died, leaving behind only a "skin" that repeated the day’s cleaning activities.

Li Xin too, he was always doing his homework, organizing his backpack, and seemed like he could never speak... just because he didn’t speak much on the day of his death, therefore, silence had accompanied him for years.

Only after nightfall, at the stroke of twelve, would they reveal their true forms—turning into complete skeletons, quietly lying on their beds.

The grandeur of the day, the reality of the night.

The deceased player Wang Ran, unable to possess ’Eternal,’ had disappeared from this school that kept repeating old tracks, like most people, like a fleeting star, as if he had never existed in this vast timeline.

...This is an ’Eternal’ Mingxi Middle School.

"What the hell..." Su Ming’an chuckled aloud: "This doesn’t count as ’Eternal’ at all, a world with no future might as well be destroyed completely. I originally thought Shen Zhuo had some desire to create his own little world, but now it looks like his wish is ridiculously foolish... such people..."

"—such people, are never meant to become Lighthouse!" Wang Xingkong interjected from across the room, blurting out as if racing to answer, he burst into laughter, looking exceedingly pleased with himself: "How’s that? Did I get it right, accurate or not? Are you satisfied, Ming An’an?"

Then, he saw that everyone in the room was staring at him.

The atmosphere became a bit awkward momentarily.

"...Uh, forget I said anything." Wang Xingkong waved his hand, while gesturing with his mouth towards Su Ming’an, "Ming An’an, go on, keep going..."

He originally wanted to lighten up the sudden philosophical mood that Su Ming’an was in, now it appeared that everyone else seemed quite eager to listen to Su Ming’an speak.

"...Forget it." Su Ming’an got up from the bed: "Prepare for the final battle, I reckon that rehearsal must be about done."

He straightened his clothes, finding that they had been changed into a clean school uniform. When a streamer is unconscious, others can help them turn off the live stream, so he wasn’t worried about his clothing being changed being seen by millions of viewers. After checking his stats panel once again, he was the first to push the door and walk out.

"Su Ming’an," called Shen Yue’s voice from behind him, "as an Observer, I cannot reveal to you the true nature of the World, but... I hope that in the upcoming stage play process, please remain calm."

Remain calm?

Did she know what was going to happen next?

Su Ming’an glanced at her before he walked out.

Then, he faced a burst of white light.

"——Ding Ling Ling. It is now seven in the morning, ’Alice in Wonderland’ · Perfect Pass · Side Instance, now officially begins!"

"Yes."

Although Su Ming’an didn’t know what identity this suddenly emerged "Hunter" held, he had no way back.

As early as in the first Apocalyptic World, he had completed the side instance "World Chessboard," and he knew that deliberately avoiding such side instances and losing crucial clues would make a Perfect Pass almost impossible.

The white light gradually dissipated.

He smelled a fragrant scent of beautiful roses.

He hadn’t thought the side instance would be very difficult, even despite the system’s warnings; at least, he was confident in his own strength.

...until he opened his eyes to see a knife blade, almost touching his neck, glinting coldly.

Shen Xue’s bright, glassy eyes were staring unblinkingly at him.

She was dressed in the fairytale Alice’s short skirt, a blue and white dress printed with blood-red hearts, a large blue butterfly knot tied on her head, her skin smooth and fair, making her look as delicate and beautiful as a porcelain doll.

In the faint light of the basement, her eyes looked extremely bright.

Su Ming’an moved his hand, only to hear a clear clinking of chains.

His hands, hoisted by a pair of iron rings, couldn’t break free even with a Strength value of 24.

He didn’t know where the other Players had gone; in the dimly lit basement, he only saw this girl in front of him, smiling unnaturally.

"Su Jian... Su Ming’an," her hand caressed his cheek, her eyes filled with a bewitching softness, "Ah... I’m so glad, I finally waited for you."