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But whether one can live for a year is still uncertain, let alone sudden death.

"Big brother, I made something you like." Mo Yan raised his hand: "I used the flowers from the cabin, I heard the fragrance can improve one's spirit."

Amid the sea breeze, his long robe fluttered, and his white hair danced like silver butterflies.

Su Ming'an looked down and saw Mo Yan holding a circle of beautiful jasmine garland.

—Zhuang Zhou dreams of being a butterfly, but does the butterfly dream of me, or do I dream of being a butterfly?

—Once Zhuang Zhou dreamed of being a butterfly, vivid indeed like a butterfly... Does Zhou's dream turn him into a butterfly or does the butterfly dream that it is Zhou?

Su Ming'an suddenly thought of these words, and he reached out his hand to take the garland from Mo Yan.

His fingers flashed with annihilation as if deliberately slicing his palm, causing blood to flow along the branches and leaves of the garland.

"Big brother, you're bleeding!" Mo Yan exclaimed in shock.

"It's nothing." Su Ming'an sensed the pain. The pain wasn't too deep nor too shallow, just normal pain. If he was in an illusion, the pain would have been reduced.

... It's real.

... He's not in a dream.

Su Ming'an activated the "Eternal Dawn" skill again, forcing himself to stay in the best mental state, and five seconds later, he turned off the skill. He didn't see anything strange, so it seemed that he was indeed in reality, not affected by illusions.

... Some PTSD.

Almost thought he was once again trapped in the illusion in the sea of flowers at Qiongdi. Seeing everything seemed wonderful.

Now, whenever he feels even a little beauty, he fears it's fake. Seeing happiness even makes him feel a bit scared.

"Mo Yan, how did you think of making a flower garland?" Su Ming'an asked.

"Earlier when I checked the world forum, someone said big brother really likes garlands made out of twelve flowers, so I made one." Mo Yan took back the garland: "Forget it, big brother shouldn't wear it, your hand is cut, and the garland is full of blood."

Su Ming'an nodded.

The time was slowly approaching the time for the assassin to arrive, and Su Ming'an excused himself to check on his pet and exited the game.

He removed the Dream Patrol Helmet, got out of bed, and fed some dried fish to Black Flame and White Ball—all this pet food was given to him by Lv Shu. Lv Shu said that although pets don't feel hunger, feeding can increase the pet's favorability. Yet Su Ming'an never fed them, completely forgot about the cats, they were probably the most pitiful pets in the World Game, not having eaten a single piece of cat food.

Now needing them, Su Ming'an finally remembered to feed them a bit.

The world forum even had an "Animal Protection Association" that wrote a joint protest against Number One Player, declaring Su Ming'an's actions as cruelty to cats, demanding an open apology and to feed the cats three meals a day. Yet Su Ming'an completely ignored these people.

Seeing Su Ming'an handing over dried fish, the two cats were a bit surprised, with White Ball even showing a shocked expression, its pupils widening.

Su Ming'an stuffed the fish into White Ball's mouth.

At this moment, he heard footsteps coming from the door, followed by the sound of a key turning—remarkably, the assassin had a key.

"Meow." The black cat's fur instantly stood on end, no longer eating cat food, its back slightly arched like a pouncing leopard, staring at the door.

"Chomp chomp." The white cat continued eating.

Su Ming'an slowly raised his hand, emitting a Cross Light aimed at the door.

After the key turned, the assassin pushed the door open.

"Swish!"

The watch Du burst out with an extremely strong light, like a high-intensity searchlight, emitting eye-blinding light piercing the assassin's eyes.

The assassin, with a veil covering the face and only a head of black long hair exposed, saw Su Ming'an was not asleep and immediately turned to flee, abandoning the assassination.

Su Ming'an immediately chased after.

The black cat swiftly followed, like a sharp black arrow. Only the white cat remained at the original spot "chomp chomp."

Su Ming'an rushed along the corridor, with dim candlelight flickering slightly on both sides.

"Xiao Ying! Is it you?" Uncertain who the assassin was, Su Ming'an called out the name.

Upon hearing Su Ming'an shout Xiao Ying, the assassin paused briefly and quickly continued forward.

Su Ming'an mercilessly unleashed a Spatial Vibration.

Suddenly, the assassin seemed to have foreseen it, leapt upwards, stepped on top of the kerosene lamp, coincidentally found the weakest spot of the Spatial Vibration, and dashed past a few steps.

In the next moment, runes ignited around the assassin's body, transforming into a fierce gust of wind rushing towards Su Ming'an when he cast Judgment.

Su Ming'an slightly tilted rightward, absorbing the direct impact of the wind. And right at that moment, the assassin endured the control time of Judgment and escaped swiftly into the shadows.

Su Ming'an's brow furrowed.

—The assassin seems to know him very well.

When preparing to unleash Spatial Vibration, the assassin immediately rushed to the corner, knowing exactly where the vibration was weakest at the fringe area. When he cast Judgment, the assassin seemed to have eyes on the back, using the wind rune to halt Su Ming'an's forward action.

The assassin knows him very, very well.

Even has precise responses to every type of attack method.

"Could Xiao Jingsan be this familiar with me?" Su Ming'an pondered: "Unlikely."

In the Tenth World so far, he hadn't fought with full force unless it was with a player; they couldn't be so familiar with his combat style.

But the previous loop proved the assassin should be either Xiao Jingsan or Chao Yan. At that time, as he was dying, both stood by his bed arguing.

Su Ming'an thought but didn't panic too much.

Because—

"Knock knock knock."

In front of Xiao Jingsan's room, a pink fox knocked on the door.

Xiao Jingsan opened the door, wearing deep black cotton pajamas, looking down at the fox.

"I am Aria, the God serving Su Wensheng." Little Love raised its neck: "Xiao Jingsan, well, your Old Day Church is too slipshod, Su Wensheng can be assassinated while sleeping at midnight."

Xiao Jingsan slightly startled: "Someone assassinated Su Wensheng?"

Little Love wagged its big tail: "Yes yes."

Seeing Xiao Jingsan in pajamas, she could confirm the assassin wasn't Xiao Jingsan, likely it was Chao Yan.

Xiao Jingsan said: "Lead the way."

Little Love led Xiao Jingsan back to Su Ming'an's room, which was already empty. The corridor bore marks from the chase, the kerosene lamp shattered all over.

Xiao Jingsan looked, seemingly lost in thought.

Little Love said: "How do you plan to compensate? My obedient Su Wensheng can't even sleep well, has to chase after the assassin at midnight."

Xiao Jingsan's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly, "It was my fault."

Little Love said, "Why are you showing off with classical Chinese? Are you preparing for the graduate exams?"

Xiao Jingsan said, "I will strengthen management so that this won't happen again in the future."

Little Love said, "If apologies were useful, what would we need Su Rin for?"

Xiao Jingsan's gaze shifted slightly, "I'm heading back first."

With that, he turned around and left immediately.

Little Love was so angry that she stomped her feet, "Hey, hey! Aren't you even going to give an explanation? Su Wensheng is still catching the assassin, and you're just leaving it alone! What kind of security is this? Besides pajamas, you don't have a single redeeming quality! Even Su Rin's look better than yours!"

Xiao Jingsan's stride didn't falter, and he quickly left the scene.

Five minutes later, Su Ming'an returned.

"Didn't catch the assassin?" Little Love asked.

"I already have a sense of who it is, catching them doesn't really matter," Su Ming'an said.

Eliminating Xiao Jingsan leaves only Chao Yan. Although he didn't understand why this Chao Yan, whom he had never interacted with in the real world, would attempt to assassinate him.

He put on the Dream Patrol Helmet, repeated the process from the previous cycle, cleared TE·"His Illusion," and exited the game.

Afterward, he lay on the bed to rest, allowing Chang Ge to take control of his body and move around inside the Old Day Church.

...

Chapter three of "Louyue Nation" was cleared by the first Dream Patrol Family, causing a world tremor.

The Union Government held a meeting to discuss awarding the first Dream Patrol Family with the World Honor Medal, setting the date for when the First Tower activates. At that time, there was a high probability the first Dream Patrol Family would participate in the tower.

Mizushima Kawa Sora sat in the seat, being stared at with contempt, bewilderment, and fear by countless people. She lowered her gaze and merely stared at the table's bottled water.

"Then, regarding the awarding of the medal to the first Dream Patrol Family, it's settled." A government member on the podium waved their hand, opened the wooden box in their hand, which was made of the most precious golden-threaded wood, lined with black velvet, enclosing a gold, gleaming medal etched with "First Dream Patrol Family·World Honor Medal" in large characters, with several lines of smaller text below, "Thank the first Dream Patrol Family for continuously clearing the Dream Patrol game, thank you for your contribution to the world!"

"Ah, the World Honor Medal, truly enviable." Members of parliament looked on with envy.

"If only I were part of the first Dream Patrol Family," someone sighed.

The Union Government still maintained a welcoming attitude toward the first Dream Patrol Family, as if the execution ground incident had never happened. The members of parliament applauded with smiles on their faces, showing no embarrassment.

The most important quality for a parliament member is a thick skin. As long as they cut their losses at crucial moments and present a scapegoat to the public, they can ease the people's anger. As for the most important figures, they would remain dazzlingly above, easily glossing over past incidents.

Mizushima Kawa Sora remained silent; due to the golden ring around her neck, no one dared to question her authority. Yet some scornful gazes persisted; people thought she had suffered a setback this time, not only failing to retain the first Dream Patrol Family but also offending them.

"Chapter three of 'Louyue Nation' being cleared proves that the first Dream Patrol Family is enough to bring us the future." The government personnel on the podium smiled, clicked on the PPT: "Next, let's discuss the personnel arrangements for the First Tower. Currently, twenty-six nations and thirty-two independent cities have sent their participation lists to us. Airships around the world have taken off, transporting Dream Patrol anchors to the relics."

"This is the largest human collective event to date, with tens of thousands of participants," another parliament member added.

"Previously, everyone was scattered; now, they can finally gather together," a player remarked.

"It's all thanks to the first Dream Patrol Family," someone said.

Noel propped his chin up, quietly watching the scene.

In people's conversations, the first Dream Patrol Family had already been elevated to a god-like status. Clearing a chapter in a day, such a rapid clearing speed was unheard of.

At this moment, Noel felt a slight movement at his feet, as if something was rubbing against him. He looked down and saw a pure white Samoyed.

"..." Noel's eyes widened.

—What is this? A Samoyed? How did it get into the meeting room!

He scanned the surroundings; no one else saw the Samoyed, only he did.

"Hey, little dog, what are you doing here?" Noel crouched down and petted the Samoyed. At that moment, he saw it holding a sweet potato in its mouth.

The Samoyed was quite normal.

The Samoyed barging into the meeting room was also somewhat normal.

But a Samoyed with a sweet potato in its mouth, that wasn't normal!

Noel was bewildered, and his first reaction was, "Hey, little dog, are you Lv Shu in disguise?"

He had thought Lv Shu turning into a Black Robed Man or an electronic ghost was already an incredible transformation. Could Lv Shu's transformation skills have expanded further?

However, he quickly realized this wasn't Lv Shu; otherwise, it wouldn't be so well-behaved.

The Samoyed, holding the sweet potato, barked once and turned to leave. During this, no one saw the Samoyed; Noel even thought he was hallucinating.

Noel rubbed his eyes and muttered softly to himself:

"I do sense something unusual about this world. 'You' are not 'us.' But a Samoyed carrying a sweet potato, isn't that too bizarre..."

He used a small knife to make a cut on his arm, feeling the pain, furrowing his brows:

"Not a hallucination, huh? Strange."

...

[Day five of instance activation, eight o'clock in the morning]

Su Ming'an got up from bed and stretched.

The entire night, Chang Ge had been exploring the Old Day Church with his body; the topography of the Old Day Church had almost been fully mapped. While Chang Ge was active, Su Ming'an could watch, but for his mental health, he had slept through the night. After all, with Little Love monitoring, Chang Ge wouldn't do anything strange.

"Good morning, Lord Angel!"

Su Ming'an opened the door to see Xiao Jingsan in a white shirt. Today, Xiao Jingsan dressed particularly sunny and fresh, completely out of place in the Black Mist.

"Xiao Jingsan, do you have a phone here? I'd like to borrow it." Su Ming'an asked, as his own phone had no signal.

"I do." Xiao Jingsan drew a talisman and handed it to Su Ming'an: "This is the 'Internet' branch of the Method, which allows using the talisman to make calls, send texts, and send emoji packages."

Su Ming'an marveled at the talisman's utility and dialed Su Luoluo's number.

"Little Cloud? Is that you?" Su Luoluo's voice sounded surprised.

"Yes, I'll be participating in the First Tower. Let's meet tonight at midnight." Su Ming'an said.

"Okay." Su Luoluo sounded very happy.

"How is Little Black?" Su Ming'an offhandedly asked about Lv Shu.

Su Luoluo glanced at the kitchen, where Lv Shu was fussing over meat soup: "He's cooking. He's planning to join the City Guardian Department and is preparing some meals to earn favorability with his colleagues. He also said he could make you some desserts to bring over tonight, so you don't have to keep eating chocolate."

"His desserts, um, you guys should eat them." Su Ming'an's face showed reluctance.

"See you tonight, Little Cloud."

"See you tonight." Su Ming'an confirmed Lv Shu and Su Luoluo's safety and hung up the phone.