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Chapter 853: Chapter 850: "Shocking! Boss Rabbit’s true identity is actually!

Mizushima Kawa Sora’s departure eased the atmosphere considerably, and someone changed the topic.

Meanwhile, at the World Forum.

Thousands of articles guiding public opinion suddenly appeared en masse on the World Forum. Most of these articles were words that skirted the issue, stating that the suspicion chain between Mizushima Kawa Sora and Su Ming’an would surely be resolved, and urging belief in human solidarity.

The United Group’s public opinion experts used entertaining language and fandom-style guiding tactics to shift people’s attention away from a harsh predicament to more superficial topics. This was to prevent people from becoming pessimistic or doing terrible things due to Mizushima Kawa Sora’s words.

Besides the United Group, other human organizations also scrambled to guide public opinion. These included the Alliance Watch Group, the Human Self-Rescue Alliance, Glenn Victoria, the Yangtze System of the Dragon Country, the Eagle Country’s Countermeasure System, and others, all of which exerted efforts by releasing ambiguous entertainment posts to divert attention.

#Su Ming’an, a recollection from the high school homeroom teacher#

#A Prosperous Era of Beauty! Quick view of Lv Shu’s black hair version!#

#Ruined World Pass Method Collection, totaling thousands of known plot lines waiting for you to view! That Pulaya high charm player once again performs a soap opera!#

#Among the Full Perfect Passers, there’s actually her! The story of an ordinary white-collar worker’s life turnaround, punching leeches of brothers and kicking greedy relatives, comparable to a feel-good novel!#

Within a short five minutes, the trending topics section of the World Forum was flooded with various sensational topics. Just a glance intrigued people, making them click in.

In addition, there appeared a large number of sensational titles that did not match the content to distract people’s attention. The United Group’s grasp on public opinion control was adroit, continuously suppressing the pessimistic post’s popularity.

[(Hot) Average Dragon Country Person Loves White Hair? The real reason why the Number One Player likes white hair is—]

Su Ming’an originally intended to see what people thought about the suspicion chain. Upon opening the forum, he saw this post, which was very popular and conspicuous.

He clicked to see that the content didn’t match the title. Clearly, the title was "the reason for liking white hair," but the article content turned into:

[As everyone knows, whether the Number One Player likes white hair is yet to be confirmed. Su Ming’an himself has never openly affirmed this matter. The editor also believes that speculating on others’ preferences is incorrect. Even if Yasa Acto likes white hair, even if the Deity likes white hair, it does not confirm that Su Ming’an likes white hair.]

Following that, the post elaborated on numerous "do not speculate on others’ preferences" motivational platitudes, accompanied by many images of flowers, with a word count of tens of thousands, completely missing the point.

The comments below were full of curses, the language unbearable to read, frequently insulting the editor’s family. This achieved the purpose of keeping the post constantly at the top.

Su Ming’an scrolled down and saw the second post, still unrelated to Mizushima Kawa Sora’s suspicion chain topic. Instead, it was a hot post titled [Breaking! The true identity of Boss Rabbit is actually Su Ming’an’s cloning shadow!], with over ten thousand replies in just two minutes.

Su Ming’an felt a tightness in his chest, clicked in to find several segments of text:

[As the mascot of the World Game, everyone is familiar with Boss Rabbit. But what does it mean for Boss Rabbit to be a cloning shadow? Let the editor guide you. Actually, Boss Rabbit being a cloning shadow might surprise everyone. Why would it be a cloning shadow? But that’s the fact, even the editor is very surprised. That is all about the cloning shadow. If anyone has thoughts, be sure to point them out in the comments section.]

The comments below were full of insults:

[You damn sensationalist, when are you going to die.]

[Done with Fire Mystery, now turning towards marketing accounts, huh?]

[After celebrating Dragon Country’s new year, did you turn stupid; if Boss Rabbit is a shadow, I’ll do a handstand and eat Noel.]

[It’s okay, silly is still quite cute.]

When such a post was published, its reputation was utterly tarnished. Upon checking the poster’s name, lo and behold, it was Eni.

...No wonder such a marketing post had so many comments, it turned out the United Group instructed Eni to post it. They were leveraging Eni’s fame to guide public opinion.

He looked up; the meeting was nearing its end, with two and a half hours of meeting time almost over.

Chief of Staff Aishikel pushed the door open and entered, expressing gratitude to the players. He stated that the future of humanity was bright, and that despite any twists and turns, a mutually beneficial solution would surely be found.

Aishikel’s voice was deep and authoritative, expressing extreme optimism:

"I believe our efforts will not be in vain. All our sacrifices will be woven into human history, and will continue as the progress bar advances and the Full Perfect Passers exist!"

"The courage to face disaster, the spirit of never giving up, and your wisdom—equipped with these, we can overcome all hardships. Our Points progress bar is considerable, our Full Perfect Passers are outstanding, and we are proud to have you; humanity is proud of your presence!"

"Please believe, temporary doubts are just small stones, we will surely overcome any difficulty. Zhai Xing will not lose to the Ruined World, and you will not lose to the Night’s Nine Thrones and Yasa Acto!"

"Humanity will win!"

His voice was passionate and powerful, accompanied by the majestic and soaring symphonic music in the meeting room.

Outside the screen, some viewers were moved to tears. Many typed "Humanity will win!", "Human Civilization will win!", "Lighthouse will win!" in the barrage, flooding the screen, with thousands of messages scrolling per second.

This atmosphere was remarkably effective, and the United Group lived up to its rich experience.

Su Ming’an watched this scene calmly as Aishikel and Suzuki approached him.

"Number One Player, Su Ming’an, thank you for your efforts for humanity. Whether it’s Ming Hui’s Qin Wang, Su Rin of Pulaya, or Yasa Acto of the Ruined World, the roles you play fully demonstrate your willpower." Aishikel removed his white gloves and extended his hand to Su Ming’an: "I hope you will persevere until the day human civilization sees the bright light of day!"

Su Ming’an stood up and shook hands with Aishikel.

Aishikel was a highly influential figure in Zhai Xing, and as Su Ming’an shook hands with him, he couldn’t help but think if it had been four months ago, he would undoubtedly feel nervous.

But now, shaking hands with this Chief of Staff, Su Ming’an felt very calm. His eyes were level with Aishikel’s, showing neither tension nor reverence, only respect for the Chief of Staff.

Humanity is not lacking in heroes; there are thousands of people like Aishikel, it’s just that Su Ming’an is always at the forefront, making it hard for him to see them. However, their silent contributions, public opinion guidance, patient assistance, child adoption, and military protection permeate every corner of human society.

Under the glare of the white incandescent lights, Aishikel promised Su Ming’an:

"If you encounter any difficulties, you can directly seek help from the United Group."

"Humanity will win."

As Su Ming’an shook his hand, he felt the roughness and slight sweat on the other’s hand, sensing the fear and panic the other tried so hard to hide within.

No one can have a hundred percent confidence in "victory." As a leader, Aishikel is more aware than anyone of the challenges human destiny faces and how slim the odds of success are. But to stabilize people’s hearts, he couldn’t show any fear; instead, he had to be more confident than anyone else.

Su Ming’an was the same.

They shook hands, silently acknowledging each other’s hidden fears and confidence. Like isolated islands separated by the open sea.

"Humanity will prevail." Su Ming’an’s response was quiet, without a hint of tremor.

Everyone was looking here, all the camera lenses focused on this spot.

A magnitude of a billion, what kind of concept is that? The average number of people one might meet in a lifetime, even if just in passing, is no more than eight million.

A billion is over a hundred times that number.

If even a trace of fear or cowardice appeared among these leaders, it would be magnified infinitely by cameras and words, causing widespread panic—thus, one cannot be afraid, cannot be timid, must always show the firmest side so that everyone can relentlessly strive toward a common goal until the day when the clouds clear and the sun shines again.

—This is the "spotlight."

—This is the "Lighthouse Theory" that Su Ming’an firmly believed in from the First World.

At the moment of the handshake, he felt the weight on his shoulders growing heavier, a burden becoming increasingly substantial, making his breathing more labored.

But soon, he quickly adjusted his state of mind, appearing composed, as if he had just handled a social engagement.

[Humanity will prevail! Humanity will prevail!]

[You’re something else, Su Ming’an, can’t believe you’re only nineteen.]

[Acto was also only nineteen back then.]

[Is the World Replica really matched by personality and ideals? Wasn’t it supposed to be immune to mind reading?]

[Maybe it’s just external personality and external ideals. Just like Su Ming’an matched with Yang Xia, who has no savior aspirations. The village head’s son, Po Li, in the Fourth World is also like that.]

[The Chief of Staff is so majestic!]

[We must win!!!]

[...]

After the meeting ended, at exactly eleven o’clock in the evening, the United Group officially released the "Full Perfect Clear Agreement." Thousands of words, sincerely and eloquently written.

The preamble of the agreement emphatically declares:

[Humanity has long reached the final moment to resist the apocalypse, to defy destiny!]

[Humanity’s sole theme is—at all costs, putting forth every effort, to fight against this disaster!]

This was the agreement signed by Su Ming’an and others at the meeting, mainly including clauses such as "Prior to making a wish, there must be full communication with other Wishmakers" and "I will strive to achieve a Full Perfect Clear, not becoming a special identity halfway through."

Rights and obligations are unified. The agreement also contains similar contents like: "Other players shall not actively strike against a Full Perfect Clear Player unless there’s a direct conflict of interest," "A Full Perfect Clear Player enjoys the right to information priority sharing and can access the information known by human organizations," and "Casual Players should not occupy the moral high ground to criticize a Full Perfect Clear Player."

The agreement is merely a written accord and lacks legal enforcement under the framework of the World Game. However, once the agreement was published, many Adventurer Players issued statements expressing their commitment to independently uphold its validity, promising to assist Full Perfect Clear Players in instances without initiating attacks.

News, broadcasts, newspapers, live broadcast rooms, forum posts, QQ groups, website sections, discussion groups, teahouse big screens, park projectors... every place capable of conveying information displayed this agreement. Accompanying the content of the agreement was a photo of Su Ming’an shaking hands with Chief of Staff Aishikel.

Under the lights, in front of a backdrop of floral decorations, the young black-haired youth and the middle-aged man with medals on his shoulder held each other’s hand tightly with a single hand, the camera focusing on their clasped fingers, the slender and fair hand clasping forcefully with the calloused one, one stained countless times with blood, gripping a sword, the other signing documents and typing on keyboards day and night without rest.

Their handshake seemed to symbolize—humanity’s effort to eliminate the gap between the frontline players and the logistics players. The braves at the forefront and the commanders at the rearguard are striving together for a "destiny."

This makes one reflect—was it Edward’s disappearance that led the United Group to choose to trust Su Ming’an, or was the leadership of the Number One Player destined all along, akin to the original Yasa Acto?

—Was it the full perfect clear information from the Ruined World that suddenly made people trust the Full Perfect Clear Players so much? Or has the era of humanity simply reached a point ripe for explosion, prompting the organization to delegate sovereignty and hope to individuals?

Do circumstances create heroes, or do heroes create circumstances?

In the face of the overall situation, not even the most learned scholar or the most authoritative politician can clearly articulate all these causalities. The world seems to be woven into an illusionary giant web, holding everyone tightly in its grasp.

After the meeting, Su Ming’an chose to walk back to his villa. The moonlight tonight was exquisite, the roads wide and bright.

As he passed by a park, he overheard a discussion between a mother and her son.

"Look at Su Ming’an, around your age, and he has become the Number One Player, while you still linger unmoved in the Main God World!" The mother scolded her son, poking his forehead repeatedly with her finger, appearing frustrated by his lack of progress. In front of her, today’s meeting replay was being shown: "Son, can’t you learn a bit from Su Ming’an and give your mother some peace of mind?"

The son turned away recalcitrantly: "Who wants to be him? It’s torturous!"

"How is it torturous? All my colleagues envy it to death, wishing they could be his mother! Standing in the world spotlight, so bright and glamorous!" The mother nagged incessantly.

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The son, embarrassed by his mother’s public admonishment, ran away angrily. As he ran, he shouted:

"Who wants to be Su Ming’an? In a year, there’s no guarantee of survival, surviving doesn’t guarantee saving humanity, saving humanity doesn’t guarantee being appreciated, I don’t want to learn from him! If you want him as a son, why do you need me! Glamorous as it is, who doesn’t know it’s tortured? Just imagining it makes me suffocate!"

"I’m only twenty-two years old this year, to bear such a responsibility, I’d be so nervous I’d vomit every day!"

Su Ming’an paused his steps.

He clenched the paper of the agreement, watching the mother chase after her son.

When the figures of the mother and son finally faded into the distance, he came back to his senses, lifted his feet, and gradually walked away along the park’s stone path.

Moonlight cast a cool glow.

The moonlit night was silent, his shadow gradually elongating.

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