"Who exactly is Olivius? Everyone seems to be looking for him," Su Ming'an said helplessly.

The bone dragon snorted coldly, "That's a hatred spanning millennia, nothing to do with a jellyfish like you."

Traversing vast human kingdoms and skimming across the boundless Forest of Moonlight, the bone dragon flapped its wings as peculiar and beautiful landscapes swiftly flashed by beneath them.

At two-thirty in the afternoon, the bone dragon arrived at a dusky area, the sky shrouded in thick fog, resembling a silent Eternal Night.

Due to the lack of sunlight, the trees here generally appeared black, like a proliferating spider web. Su Ming'an looked down and saw many races with demon horns and bat wings.

The bone dragon flew into a dark black hall, where red candles flickered dimly, a carpet of fresh blood color scattered with rose petals.

The people in the hall appeared to be dining; the sound of cutlery clinking could be heard, and simultaneously, Su Ming'an heard a system prompt.

...

"Ding-dong!"

[You have obtained the Memory Clip: "Chased Innocent Jellyfish."]

[Excitement Level: B]

[Thrill Level: C]

[Depth: D-]

[Elements: Western Fantasy, Thrill, Conflict, Strategy]

[Overall Rating: 14]

...

"— (What have you brought back?)"

At this time, the master of the hall put down the cutlery, emitting a language unique to their race.

However, Su Ming'an could understand.

"— (This jellyfish carries Olivius's aura, the great Master of Abyss.)" The bone dragon lowered its head, extremely humble, "(I have heard that all the emperors, including the Dragon Emperor, the Great Elf, the Half-demon Master, the Mechanics Leader, the Blood Prince... are searching for Olivius, and now finally there's a clue, hoping to please you.)"

The person stood up, dragging layers of black skirts, walking toward Su Ming'an. Her jet-black braids entwined with serpentine forms hung on her shoulders, curved crimson-scaled demon horns suspended on her forehead. Just a glance could unsettle lower races.

She approached Su Ming'an as if lightly sniffing him.

"(It's Olivius's aura.)" She slowly smiled, revealing sharp fangs, the nine serpents intertwined in her braids writhing, and then she changed her language, her tone suddenly turning amicable, "Little jellyfish, tell me... where did you encounter Olivius? He is a young man with purple hair."

... You guys are quite perverse.

Su Ming'an was shocked. These people could actually remember Olivius's aura... What chaotic relationship lies between them?

Olivius, this Original, truly is the most "unconventional" one he's ever seen, opening his eyes wide.

"I don't remember, I've lost my memory," Su Ming'an said.

He knew who the woman in front of him was — Lestory, the Master of Abyss, a third-level god, ranked last among the twenty-seven deities. She dominated the Moonlight Island of the Blood Clan, even the Blood Prince had to heed her commands. But if it truly came to a fight, Su Ming'an's overall combat power could surge to 5000, maybe he could give it a try.

Defeating a third-level god... the rewards should be substantial.

Lestory never expected that such a small jellyfish had already begun contemplating seizing the initiative. She discerned he wasn't lying and waved her hand, "(Lock him up. If he is truly connected to Olivius, Olivius will come for him.)"

The bone dragon bowed devoutly, intending to take Su Ming'an away.

Su Ming'an planned to draw his sword, and the invisible floating cannon behind him flickered in and out of sight; he was ready to fight.

However, at this moment—

A shout from the hall's entrance interrupted him.

"— Master of Abyss, hand over the jellyfish!" a clear, cold female voice rang out.

A white-haired natural elf floated in the sky. Under her pressure, lower demon races and undead races trembled in fear.

People recognized who she was — the divine envoy of the third-level god, Nature Angel Tiffany — the Great Elf Sitra.

Lestory had not yet expressed a stance when another figure appeared in the sky.

"— No, he should be handed over to me."

A woman entirely made of frost appeared, her hair like ice silk, eyes like condensed sapphires.

The people on the ground recognized her too — born of the Eternal Sea, eternally existing Ice Element Emperor. Constructed of elements, she had an endless lifespan, killed only by the harshest environments.

Empress Sitra, Ice Emperor, Undead Bone Dragon... figures who could shake the continent with a stomp of their feet, all gathered here.

Su Ming'an felt scorching gazes coming from all directions.

He seemingly... suddenly became the core of the world.

They gazed at him with anticipation.

...

[ (TE4: "Will the Wingless Bird Grow Flesh and Blood Because of You") Perfect Completion Progress: 20% ]

...

The eastern part of the continent, South Mouth Country.

Red lanterns hung from curved eaves, wooden pegs connecting beams, constructing the oriental matrix house. Four-sided corridor pillars carved with auspicious dragon and phoenix motifs, every detail showing the artisan's passion.

A young man in a vintage long shirt sat beside the redwood door, the golden pan-dragon button on his chest flashing faintly. He held an unlit long pipe, quietly watching the gold-red fish in the tank, his languid and leisurely demeanor resembling that of an aged old man.

The door curtain jingled with ding-dong sounds as a girl in a blue student's outfit entered, looking around with curiosity.

"I heard there's a new antique shop on this old street, the owner's background is mysterious, and indeed he's impressive." The girl praised, looking at the young man in the long shirt.

"I don't seem to know you." The young man in the long shirt took off his felt hat, revealing black hair beneath gilded eyes, thin pieces of metal, sharp and clear.

"You can call me Xiaojun. I'm a ghost clan living nearby, working in intelligence. You've just moved here, and people are not at ease, so they've sent me to gather information about you. Could you kindly share your name and race?" Xiaojun said straightforwardly, not hiding her purpose at all.

The young man in the long shirt showed indifference:

"Su Rin."

"Ah, that's a nice name," Xiaojun said.

"Race is inconvenient to disclose."

"Hmm, you seem to belong to a very strong race. Alright, I've noted it down," Xiaojun smiled.

"... Wait." Su Rin put down the pipe.

"Is there something?" Xiaojun turned back.

Su Rin placed a piece of gold in her palm, softly saying, "... Since there's so much attention on a newcomer like me, is there something about me that interests you?"

Xiaojun squinted, put away the gold, and gently said:

"Oh my, then let me tell you quietly, and you listen carefully."

"It's said... you have Olivius's aura on you, so likely a bunch of people will soon come to capture you."

Su Rin showed a slightly perplexed expression; he didn't know who this was.

He initially planned to write a slice-of-life story with the core theme of [a mysterious shop owner opening an antique shop to help solve customers' dilemmas]. He had read several stories like this on the world forum, intriguing yet peaceful in atmosphere, and he found them interesting.

Up until now, two customers had already sought his assistance, and he had easily resolved their dilemmas. But now, it seemed... the calm story he intended to write might not unfold as planned.

He glanced at the title he had chosen for his story, "Antique Shop God," and decided to make a change.

For now, let's tentatively call it... "Who Exactly is Olivius?"

Without solving the aura lingering on him, life could not be peaceful.

...

A distant heavenly island.

Boris reverently held up the cross.

The snow-white wings spread behind him, holy and bright, making him feel delighted.

— Celestial Clan.

He possessed a member of the Celestial Clan.

The Celestial Clan is a lower race of angels, followers of deities, guardians of order, the purest and most beautiful race. Surely soon, he would be able to find Su Ming'an, who must be a deity.

"— The Dawn Goddess has issued a prophecy, the [Game Day] will begin at midnight tonight. Before that, we need to capture someone. Follow me." Another celestial being approached.

"Alright." Boris turned around, his platinum-blonde hair gently swaying.

"… Why did you dye a little white?" the celestial being noticed the change.

"Personal preference." Boris smiled, "Who are we capturing?"

"A jellyfish," the celestial being responded. "He carries the aura of Olivius. Now, eleven races including the Elemental Clan, Elf race, Half-demon race, and Undead race… are all gathered in the Twilight Realm, vying for that jellyfish."

"… That's quite an impressive gathering." Boris exclaimed.

He looked at his story title— "The Last Supper". It seemed the story would add another chapter.

…

Su Ming'an fled.

Seeing the races gather more, and the bizarre creatures increase, he felt it would soon be too late to escape. Who knows if these beings had a means to bind souls; he acted directly based on instinct.

He stepped onto the mechanical roulette, executing continuous spatial displacement— under Lestory's confused gaze, under the Great Elf's shocked look, under the watchful eyes of eleven races— this "incomparably weak" jellyfish slipped away, running swiftly.

He couldn't go to the Red Tower Kingdom, nor Crescent Island, as Lv Shu couldn't protect him either. He might as well go directly...

To find the World Tree?

He vaguely felt that the World Tree might protect him.

… If it weren't for the damn aura of Olivius, he should be vacationing at the Red Tower, not being chased and cornered by eleven races.

Cloaked in spatial concealment, Su Ming'an flew straight to the center of the continent. He flew from afternoon till night, and when he saw the lofty Sanctuary Mountain— he knew he was nearing the center of the continent.

"If I can, let's find the teammates en route, see if there's any high-rank who can help me. Su Rin should be able to…" Su Ming'an thought.

When the energy of the mechanical roulette ran out, he landed, intending to rest a night and recharge.

This was a vast sea, safer than land, as many races couldn't dive underwater. After raising the Lamb Barrier, he ventured below the sea.

He didn't swim deeper, curling up near the shore, leaning against the coral reefs, yawning surrounded by witless fish and jellyfish.

In a drowsy state, he heard a familiar voice:

"… Su Ming'an?"

A young man with sea-blue hair swam towards him.

…

"Ding dong!"

[You encountered the first teammate. (Upon meeting five teammates, the team chat channel opens.)]

…

"Lu… you are actually from the Sea Clan." Su Ming'an recognized the blue-haired young man. Encountering a teammate was truly an unexpected delight.

"I placed a tracking prop on you. Sensed you entering the sea, so I came over. My arm has spikes… Maybe I'm Sea Urchin Clan." Lu felt lucky, "Glad I met you, are you being pursued? You can come to the sea palace with me, it's safer there."

Su Ming'an didn't know how to revert to jellyfish form and couldn't keep the Lamb Barrier forever: "Alright."

"Your identity really is sensitive, always attracting so much attention." Lu led him downward, joking.

"Mainly because of Olivius." Su Ming'an said helplessly, "Do you know where other teammates are?"

"Not sure, we can only wait until Game Day; players should gather." Lu Kuan reassured, "I bet Noel is Celestial Clan? Will surely encounter them."

Su Ming'an nodded.

Lu raised his hand: "Look, the sea palace is here. Rest there tonight."

Su Ming'an looked ahead, a splendid palace sat under the sea, coral formed its columns, bright pearls adorned its window sills and eaves, faintly visible were figures of the Sea Clan.

"Quite a sight…" Su Ming'an spoke.

He looked down.

His half-body, floating in the seawater.

"…?"

He widened his eyes slightly.

Barely aware… intense pain surged in.

A giant spike emerged from within, instinctively devouring the flesh drifting from his body.

… Lu attacked him.

From the waist, piercing him in half.

Lu's face was full of confusion, as if he hadn't expected his spikes to act.

"Wait why did it, I didn't intend to attack you…" Lu immediately retreated.

Su Ming'an saw his lower half drifting further away in the sea, and his fragmented upper half. His flesh floated in the sea, suspended and scattered around his body, like… a jellyfish.

The head was a cap, the fractured bones and meat strips were jellyfish tentacles.

Now, he resembled a blood-red jellyfish.

His vision went dark suddenly, soon even Lu's anxious expression was beyond sight.

"Damn it…" The sea echoed indistinctly.

"Why can't I control them to stop, is this Luowasha's food chain instinct…"

"Damn it…"

…

No wonder TE9's "Return to the Sea as a Jellyfish" was rated "challenging".

Even teammates could be driven by instinct to harm.

Turns out… he could no longer trust…

"…"

…

[I suspect they want to eat me, suggest you be cautious. Previously when living in the sea, things often wanted to eat me.]

[— Su Liujin's note]

…

No one will harm you.

Everyone will harm you.

No one wants to devour you.

Everyone wants to devour you.

Run run run run run…

…

The red jellyfish hovered in the sea, black hair scattered, gradually sinking.

A mass of blood drifted around in the sea, spreading outward.

The deep blue sea turned crimson.

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