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Chapter 1673 Final Chapter: Crossing the Shore [17] "My confusion will be revealed in the light

Chapter 1673 Final Chapter: Crossing the Shore [17]: "My confusion will be revealed."

The hall was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

The viewers in the live chat were stunned.

Hui Chi was silent for a moment, then smiled. His smile was still gentle and refined, and his laughter echoed in the empty hall.

"How do you know? This story is perfectly logical and conforms to the consistent aesthetics of world games. Saint Revelation, Theretia, Su Wensheng, and others have all done the same thing before. Why don't you believe it this time?"

Su Ming looked at him quietly, her eyes clear.

"Because this is Rovasa. If I come here and still rely solely on past emotions to think, I will sooner or later be completely controlled, and until the very last moment, I will still believe that my thoughts are free will."

Hui Chi tilted his head with interest: "So?"

“If I am truly deceived by you, moved by your so-called stories of sacrifice, and acknowledge your dedication…” Su Ming’an said, “you will kill me.”

Hui Chi didn't deny it, nodding slightly: "Because that version of you, deceived by my lies, is not enough to defeat the Mother Goddess. Even if that version of you obtained the Holy Sword, collected all the keys, and reached the end, you would only face another defeat, making this cycle even more hopeless. Rather than that..."

He took a slight breath, and the temperature in the entire Holy Throne area quietly rose, with an atmosphere of scorching heat filling the air.

"...Why don't I stay here and let you start over?"

“I’m sorry, Your Highness, you may consider this cruel… Have you considered my real reason for doing this?”

Su Ming'an looked around the sacred hall, his gaze sweeping over each mural depicting the epic tales of gods and demons, before finally settling on Hui Chi, and on the statue of the Radiant Mother Goddess with her crimson eyes.

“Logic,” Su Ming’an said.

Hui Chi's pupils contracted almost imperceptibly.

Su Ming'an never forgot the essence of the world: his own identity was "the orphan of the world's ruler," while Hui Chi's identity was "the Pope."

“In this epic of Rovasha, woven under the guidance of the Radiant Mother Goddess, the [Pope] and the [Son of the World] are logically inherently in conflict. I, the son who intends to awaken the Demon Mother Goddess, am inevitably seen as the greatest threat.” Su Ming’an’s voice was calm.

"According to the most basic logic, as the Pope, the only behavior that fits your position is to use all your power to stop me, suppress me, or even eliminate me."

Hui Chi remained silent, something surging intensely deep within his eyes.

“But,” Su Ming’an changed the subject, “you, me, and Hui Bi, the three of us are all conscious. We retain our memories, we clearly know that we are trapped in a script, we know of the existence of the Mother Goddess, and we know about observation and reincarnation.”

“Hui Chi, you want to act according to your own will, you want to defy the fate arranged by the Mother Goddess. But you cannot directly violate the basic logic of the [Pope who believes in the Radiant Mother Goddess], otherwise it will cause the Mother Goddess to intervene and make us lose the opportunity to operate within the framework.”

"Therefore, you must find a way—a way to do things that 'go beyond the persona' while 'respecting the persona'. You must create a cause-and-effect relationship that is logically self-consistent."

His finger pointed at Hui Bi's corpse on the ground, then at the dagger bearing signs of demonic possession:

"Thus, this scene unfolded—[Pope Huichi, having lost control due to prolonged exposure to the demonic power of the abyss, assassinated Chief of the Council Huibi, who had come to remonstrate, within the sacred Holy Throne. This act exposed his own corruption, triggering a massive upheaval within the Papacy and exacerbating the conflicts within the Council. The orphaned son of the World Lord, Su Wenli, seized the opportunity to consolidate his power.]"

"Its perfect logic successfully fooled the vast majority of viewers."

"The Pope is no longer the Pope who needs to stop the orphan. He has become a 'blasphemer who can't even protect himself' and the 'culprit who caused the internal strife between the two major powers.' His persona has been overturned. He has gone from being a maintainer of order to a destroyer of order. He has lost the position and ability to openly stop the orphan as the Pope."

"Under this logic, it becomes reasonable that the Pope did not do everything he could to stop the orphan of the world's son, but chose to observe from the sidelines or do something else—a pope who is himself in great trouble, whose faith is collapsing, and whose power is crumbling, has no energy left to care about the orphan. He is already too busy to take care of himself."

"This is the reason you killed Huibi... no, the reason you and Huibi staged this play together. It's not to move me with your sacrifice, but to logically override the restrictions imposed on your behavior by the 'Pope' persona."

“You killed Hui Bi, and you also killed your persona.”

"Hui Bi used his death as the most dramatic turning point, helping you complete this character subversion. From then on, in this story, you are no longer the Pope who needs to be my enemy. You have gained a certain degree of freedom to act within the framework. Even if this freedom is bought at the cost of stigma, betrayal, and alienation from everyone."

"You are free, Huichi."

A deathly silence fell over the halls of worship. The temperature rose higher and higher, the air so hot it seemed to be on fire.

Hui Chi stood there quietly, the gentle mask on his face gone, leaving only an almost ethereal calm.

“...Absolutely correct, Your Highness.” His voice was very soft.

He bowed slightly, his golden hair falling gently across his forehead.

Both he and Hui Bi knew very well that this was merely the Mother Goddess's script, a flawed worldline that, under the influence of the Seventh Seat, had overwritten the correct worldline. The original Rovasa was not like this.

Their will and thinking transcend the personas they were given, and are in fundamental conflict with logic.

—Only if Pope Huichi kills the chief councilor Huibi can there be a reasonable cause-and-effect relationship, successfully putting Crown Prince Su Ming'an on the throne, and Huichi will have more freedom of action.

—His character is a villain, but he wants to do good deeds, so he must create an opportunity that forces a villain to help the good guys.

—Logical connections are essential.

"The Mother Goddess assigned me this persona and position, hoping that I would become her puppet, fulfilling my role to stop you," Hui Chi said with a smile.

Su Ming'an said, "—You inherited this persona and did things that went against His wishes."

"Yes." Hui Chi nodded, opened his arms, and leaned against the stained-glass window that was bathed in sunlight.

His smile remained faint and dignified, yet it subtly hinted at a touch of madness.

Even if it means giving up everything I've already achieved.

"Even if the world knows that I am audacious and reckless."

"Since the Radiant Mother Goddess can, with the help of the Seventh Eternal Lord, overwrite the correct worldline with a fabricated one, then if this has happened more than once, and the alterers are not just the Radiant Mother Goddess from a higher dimension, and the altered planet is not just Rovasa…"

Hui Chi turned his head, his crimson eyes reflecting a flickering divine light:

"Just like the classic example you and your fellow Zhai Xing compatriots know—'Strawberry Tree'."

"Everyone takes it for granted that strawberries have always grown on trees. But in fact, strawberries are creeping herbaceous plants. People's common sense, textbooks, and understanding have been replaced without them even realizing it. The truth they firmly believe in is false from the root."

His gaze returned to the murals in Rovasa, looking at the devout believers in the painting:

"In people's common sense, the Radiant Mother Goddess is a righteous deity and the source of knowledge and grace. Those who are proficient in the theological texts of the Radiant Mother Goddess can get full marks in exams, find good jobs, and rise to high positions. Therefore, everyone strives to study the knowledge bestowed by the Mother Goddess, regarding it as the only ladder to truth and power."

A bitter smile curved Hui Chi's lips:

"They have therefore forgotten that the light of Rovassa's civilization should have been ignited by twenty-seven gods with distinct personalities, a collision of ideas, freedom of belief, and a flourishing of diverse perspectives. They have also forgotten that knowledge should be painstakingly explored step by step by humankind through observation, hypothesis, experimentation, and falsification. This is the true brilliance and grandeur of science."

"—Instead of what we have now, where as long as we are devout enough, we can receive the answer through the blessing of the Mother Goddess! People smashed microscopes and experimental instruments, and could see the appearance of bacteria by shining the scepter given by the Mother Goddess on them... Magic has surpassed repeatedly calculated formulas, and faith has surpassed the achievements of a researcher's entire life... Convenient, efficient, and requires no thought. Just shout 'God is supreme' and you will obtain all the truth."

"Thus, the clumsy method of science, which requires a long period of accumulation, was banished."

“You know Ran Bo, so you should be able to understand this. His disappointment and tragedy seem to stem from Si Que, but in reality, they stem from the world itself.”

The temperature between the thrones was so high that it distorted the air, and the light in the Mother Goddess's crimson eyes almost solidified. Huichi stood ramrod straight, seemingly impervious to the pressure, her gaze deep and crazed.

"God made people rely on lying under the sky, and gave them peace and convenience. So, ordinary people, like the handmaiden Meimei, who were used to praising the Mother Goddess and relying on her grace to survive, felt fear when they heard that 'the Mother Goddess might be an evil god,' fearing that their familiar world would collapse."

"But what is the truth? They are simply unwilling to accept the truth, preferring to recognize the thief as their father, to regard the evil god as the righteous god, and to maintain a superficial peace, even if it means killing good people in the process."

"In order to maintain inner order and stability in reality, a large number of people will actively defend the wrongdoers—denouncing you and Lu Shu and other players as dreamers and destroyers, and scolding you for pulling them out of the mud."

"The people who yearn for stability and continuity are not wrong, nor are the awakened ones who pursue truth and liberation."

Hui Chi stretched out his arms, smiling as he looked at Su Ming'an, with the magnificent sunset shining behind him.

"—The only person who can change all of this is His Excellency Su Ming'an."

"You showed me this glimmer of light."

……

"clusters..."

Where the books were surrounded, the fire raged.

Zhao Yuan flicked the lighter, watching the flame flicker slightly, and pressed it against the black box. A few rays of sunlight shone through the window, illuminating her bloodshot eyes.

She took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled.

The dark plating of the black box reflected her trembling eyes.

"Was I wrong?" she hesitated repeatedly. "Was I not wrong?"

"Should we make this evidence public, or burn it..."

Is it wrong to pull people out of a false world?

Is it right to leave people in an eternal quagmire?

"Ultimately, players are just trying to beat the game, so why should I worry about what happens to them afterward? What does it have to do with me?"

"In the end, I didn't need to hide the big news about Su Liujin and Shi Ying from them before. I gave up the opportunity to reach the gods because of this... Wasn't that because I wasn't persistent enough?"

“Yes… Rovasa isn’t my hometown, Zhaixing is. There’s no need to make sacrifices for a group of people who aren’t from our hometown…”

She stared at the flickering embers of the lighter dancing on her fingertips; the lighter felt icy cold to the touch.

“Alger is very clear-headed; he always only thinks of himself. Su Ming’an is also very clear-headed; he always only thinks of others. Only someone like me, who constantly wavers between myself and others, would be confused at times like this…”

“Zhao Yuan, Zhao Yuan, you can’t hesitate any longer… You need to expose these incriminating facts, let this ‘big news’ help you advance your career, and avoid becoming a mortal being born in the morning and dying at night. And what does the suffering of those little maids have to do with you…”

"Okay, make up your mind..."