"Since there's no beginner level this time, let's welcome our Ruler to give a speech, everyone applaud!" The Boss Rabbit clapped enthusiastically. Perhaps because the World Game had already occurred many times, this time it didn't even bother to explain the rules.
"Snap." A light shone on Su Ming'an.
He showed no expression, his calmness devoid of warmth.
... What now.
... Why make him go through this again.
An invisible force pulled at him, trying to drag him up to give a speech. Six months ago, he succumbed to this force. But in this moment, he suddenly began to resist, drawing out the Amber Knife and stabbing it firmly into the ground, his black hair fluttering in the wind's pull, though his figure stood fixed like a post.
This time, there was no mask on his face, and everyone could see him.
"... Is that the God? So the God is also participating in this game."
"But isn't he a God? Why does he look just like us?"
"Even the God cannot resist the Organizers?"
