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Xu Fan originally wanted to talk about something to make everyone feel his care, but unexpectedly, everyone was concerned about him and comforting him instead. His emotions suddenly relaxed a bit, so although he looked at it this way...

Thank you for appearing, and thank you for appearing this time. Whatever happened in the past, I think at this moment I suddenly understand those poems you wrote, those words in those poems. I think I understand the meaning behind them. I know what that meaning signifies. Perhaps I understand what the dragon walking in the room really means? Do you know that the pen name I used when I wrote later was "Lai Fan Zhe Long" (来翻这龙, meaning "to turn over this dragon"). Perhaps the dragon itself is something inherent in this world, and perhaps I am that world, or perhaps I am a unique person in this world. Of course, it's also possible that you are the unique person in this world, because perhaps only you can bring about some necessary changes. I don't know how to describe it, how to solve this matter, or how to present a true answer. But at least this answer is worth everyone's deep thought, worth everyone's recognition, and worth everyone's serious consideration and verification.

I can't describe all the problems in this world. We can only solve all the answers in this world. The problems of reality tell us that everything in the future requires us to keep striving towards our goals or dreams. Everything we need is to prove the answers in this world. It's simple and boring. So at this moment, Xu Fan looked at the solo in front of him and thought about many things. He didn't know how to describe it, but he still said it.

“Little girl, I’ve always thought of you as my little sister, a very well-behaved little sister. From today onwards, I want to say thank you for your sudden appearance, for letting me feel the warmth of this world, and for telling me the truth about this world and another world. This is more important than anything else. But I want to ask something else. Now that you’re here, I want to confirm one thing: do cultivators really exist in this world, or what exactly are those cultivators? I want to know the answer to this question. I want to get some real information from you, because I will only trust you.”

From a certain perspective, the driver Xu Fanshui encountered had no connection to him whatsoever, and there might even be some ulterior motives involved. Therefore, he could only believe three-tenths of what the driver said, or at least five-tenths, no more. But since they were still giving the driver a ride, he could completely trust him. He believed in himself, and at least he believed that Sun Rongrong wouldn't be in this situation. Because for him, no matter what the outcome of any problem was, as long as he did his best to do what he wanted to do, there was no need to dwell on or think about these problems anymore. All problems seemed to be like this; the answer seemed to be presented to him. How should we act, or how should we think? Since that's the case, let's do our best to seriously solve this problem.

It was precisely because of this thought that Xu Fan became very uneasy when doing anything. However, this unease could also transform into a kind of strength at certain moments. He believed that this strength could make him more courageous, which is why he asked for a definite answer. At this moment, when Song Lu heard Xu Fan mention cultivators, he knew that so-called cultivators were people with special abilities in this world. He knew that Xu Fan was indeed very powerful because of the system's abilities. So at this moment, he didn't lie or ask any other questions. He simply watched calmly as Xu Fang laid out everything he knew.

"This world certainly has cultivators. There are many, many cultivators in this world, and it's a completely different world from the other one. In fact, the other world once had cultivators, but they gradually disappeared. This simulated world, or rather, the place we're in here, is a simulated world. It not only simulates your growth environment but also the cultivation environment of this world. Everyone knows that in that other world, or what we call that other world, there were cultivators for a period of time. Those cultivators could cross mountains and seas, and ride the clouds. But later, they all disappeared. It's as if half of those cultivators truly vanished, and this world also..." It is precisely because of this way of learning the Dharma that, when people imitate it in this world, some begin to aspire to become practitioners. And at this moment, you can utilize these practitioners in this world, because they can truly help us. No matter how you describe their existence, it proves that many problems in this world can be solved, even if the solutions are indescribable. At least some solutions are simple and easy to find. I don't know how to put it, or how to describe it, but at least for this moment, you don't need to worry or think, because cultivation itself exists. Even you yourself are, or perhaps you are not, though you may feel weary.

Xu Fan understood the question the Song man was asking. The young man knew about the system he possessed, and the matsutake mushroom before him probably also knew that the system he used, after all, derived its income from another time, from the administrators of another world. Although they had now given him all the answers, and even though they were willing to give him all their money, at least one thing was certain: it was because he possessed the system that he appeared different, that he seemed to possess a special acupoint striking technique, and that he couldn't be sure whether he was a cultivator or not. But at least it was certain that his financial resources were very strong at this moment, allowing him to do anything, or rather, most things. Whether it was his martial prowess, intelligence, or other abilities, at this moment he felt that he possessed something that others couldn't compare to, because the Heavenly Treasury was often unrecognizable and irreparable, because often, when something happened, it was truly unsolvable.

Xu Fan didn't know how to describe the good and bad of this world, nor could he solve it. So, his habits at this moment were extremely simple. He just wanted to get an answer, and the answer was very simple. So, listening to every word the Song man said, even if he said there were no true cultivators in this world, or that the cultivators in this world were just some special people, that was all, it was enough for Xu Fan to know these answers. He couldn't do it perfectly, but at least some results were enough. This was Xu Fan's truest thought at this moment. Because no matter what this thought became, as long as he was still here, it was a kind of growth for him. Whether the environment for growth was good or bad, Xu Fan believed that in the future, deep down, there would be a way to solve it.

He didn't know how to describe the 10, nor how to solve the problem. He only knew that at this moment, he should do something special to protect the little girl in front of him. He knew that what happened to the little girl in front of him might soon attract his attention. And just then, unexpectedly, a white cat appeared in the distance. The white cat had long fur all over its body. It obediently walked towards An Lan Yue. An Lan Yue appeared at some point and walked to the cat's side. Then she picked up the cat. The cat was very white, simple, and beautiful. It also looked very nice and gentle. When it was extremely gentle in An Lan Yue's arms, he looked at An Lan Yue and also glanced at the cat in his arms. He didn't know why the cat could always appear so quietly. Look how quiet other people's cats are, while you are so irritable. Sometimes he wondered if his cat was him. Sometimes he also thought that if he met it next time, he should hug it too. At this moment.

When Song Runrun's gaze met Dark Moon's, his star froze slightly, because he suddenly realized he recognized the girl in front of him. He subconsciously glanced at Ala Ye Ala Ye.

Yes, he was also shocked. He hadn't expected to run into Song Zhongyong at this moment. Then, looking at Xu Fan, he suddenly realized that An An Yue had actually known about Su Rong and Xu Fan's meeting all along, but he was just pretending at this moment. Because Xu Fan never wanted to do this kind of thing, he didn't know that An Lan Yue was actually Xu Fan's bodyguard. You could use the word "bodyguard" to describe her, but at least at this moment, Song Ren understood the result instantly. After thinking for a while, he looked at An An Yue and then spoke.

"The cat in your arms is really beautiful and cute. That cat is wonderful. It seems like it can do other things besides sleeping, but I can tell it's very well-behaved. I hope that cat will stay like this forever."

An Lanyue, who walked next to Wang Xufan, did not smile. He simply looked at everyone with calm eyes. Of course, he knew that Sun Zhao's "cat" was not just referring to the one in his arms, but also included himself. But he was certainly not a cat. In Song Rong's eyes, he might be a person who appeared and disappeared like a cat. He did not refute or object, but simply spoke.

"It's like my pet dog doesn't bite, but at this moment I clearly understand that he loves me, loves everything in this world, and loves everything we've encountered. I hope he can be with you in the future, but no matter what, I hope this is the outcome, I hope this fact can be presented to us. The fact that you are here shows that your conscience is not completely dead. Since that's the case, I won't say any more."

Xu Fan's gaze suddenly fell on An Lanyue. An Lanyue also looked away from her thin face and down at the food. He actually had a lot to say at this moment, especially when he saw the food being delivered. That's why he used the cat's identity to suddenly appear in front of the two of them, wanting to say something to her. However, at this moment, Xu Fan had more to say, or rather, he wanted to protect Sun Rong. So he looked at An Lanyue, shook his head, and understood that Xu Fan didn't want to talk about those issues at this moment. He knew that there was no need to go. In any case, his purpose, his outcome, and his identity, the final result was enough to protect the teacher's college.

For Xu Fan, having two such girls appear in front of him was actually quite exciting, but for some reason, at this moment he suddenly missed Pu Sihan even more.

And those who have disappeared.

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===Final Chapter: Author's Closing Remarks===

The remarks were written on June 20, 2022.

The perfect music system took two years minus nine days to complete (I plan to write a side story every day until it lasts two years).

With 5862 high-quality subscriptions and a total of 337 million words, the series has finally come to an end.

The story of Xu Fan ends today.

(Okay, I'll save the last chapter for the beginning of the month.)

Xu Fan is actually a nice guy who wants to do everything perfectly, but nothing in this world is perfect. Even with a system, he's still just an ordinary person.

Since we are ordinary people, we will have emotions and desires.

Me too, two years have flown by.

The average monthly update count is 14, which is equivalent to an average daily update count of 4680.

I remember reading it for at least two months a day. It was this book that gave me tenosynovitis, and even now I don't dare to lift heavy objects.

I don't regret it, because even though things went terribly wrong later on, I'm still writing the story.

I admit there was some padding in the later stages, and that will likely continue for months, years, or even longer...

I will seriously revise this book thoroughly, what is commonly known as a major overhaul.

Once the story is finished, it's impossible to judge whether it's good or bad.

Here, I would like to thank editor Eraser (who has left the company) for his guidance, editor Message (who has also left the company) for his unwavering support and recommendations, and Shan Hai for his continued help.

Thank you to every reader. I apologize for not being able to write a good story.

I hope I can make progress in my next book.

Thank you to all my friends on QQ Reading and Qidian for your support, and thank you to those who gave me tips but later disappeared.

I remember your existence, even though you may have long since disappeared into the past.

Thank you for appearing; it makes me realize that writing a book is actually very meaningful.

It was your support that made this book shine in my life and helped me through the most difficult period of my life.

It is your support that made me realize I could continue to persevere with this book when I was about to give up. I truly love it, so I will keep going.

So, see you in the new book.

New book: "Starting Off the Tricks: Scammers Are So Scared They Want to Call the Police"

Pen name: This Morning

Station: Starting point.

If you still believe I can write a good story.

If you feel you'd like to continue supporting me, you can give it a try.

Thank you so much! The new book is now available. You can buy it now.

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===Chapter 1112 This game has come to an end (The Finale)===

If this world is actually a game...

Xu Fan's fate is like that of the most helpless NPC in the game. He thinks the whole world is cheering for him, but in other people's eyes, he is very, very stupid.

The real world lies beyond the infinitely magnified television screen.

The people there would occasionally glance at the characters on television to see how they changed and grew.

It's really just a glance at the interesting stories in Xu Fan's life.

However, the story became increasingly boring. Due to a system bug in that world, Xu Fan was undoubtedly the number one person in the music industry.

Gradually...

When the world is fully revealed, and Xu Fan's system is upgraded.

As he began to understand this world, he suddenly realized that he was the only real person in this actor's world.

It's like a joke; they're completely powerless, just arrogantly believing that the world is vast and that they possess a system that benefits them.

......

Xu Fan met Xia Ziling.

She is still alive, smiling brightly like a flower.

In a daze, she burst into tears again and ran frantically into Xu Fan's arms.

Xu Fan was slightly taken aback, standing there somewhat at a loss.

It might take a few seconds, or it might take a few minutes.

Xia Ziling hugged him even tighter, and Xu Fan gently patted her shoulder.

Unable to control her emotions, Xia Ziling burst forth at this moment, saying, "This hateful reality has made me understand everything. I can't help you, so I can only choose this way to leave that world."

Xu Fan did not choose to forgive or be angry.

Everyone has the right to make their own choices, and that's fine.

Just as he was saddened by Xia Ziling's departure, he was also happy when Xia Ziling reappeared.

Xia Ziling said, "When I learned about everything related to you, I started trying to change things, but I was too weak to do anything. When I finally found some clues, I came here."

Xu Fan looked at Xia Ziling, whose tears were streaming down her face. Xia Ziling said again, "This place is beautiful. I have been waiting for you to come back. It's just a pity that I can't love you anymore."

Xu Fan stood there, while Xia Ziling continued talking.

She seemed to have endless things to say, repeating, recalling, and imagining them over and over again. Xu Fan gently stroked her forehead, just like before.

......

Xu Fan finally met his father.

He wasn't particularly tall, and was even a bit hunchbacked. Although his beard was shaved off, you could still clearly see his genes; he had a full beard.

Standing next to his father, An Kun introduced himself, saying, "This is your father, the head of the China Security Base."

That's quite a prestigious title, but why does it always sound so strange?

Despite her father's impressive reputation, she herself was relegated to the status of an outstanding NPC in the eyes of others, or even just an actor with no real identity.

He once thought he had acquired god-level acting skills, so his acting skills must be superb. But he never expected that what he had learned was just the tip of the iceberg.

He didn't call out "father," and the other person seemed to have already gotten used to it.

He walked over shakily, patted Xu Fan on the shoulder, and said, "I'm so glad to see you come out."

As if recalling a painful past, his face appeared much older.

Xu Fan's heart trembled slightly, as if he had guessed a certain possibility.

An Kun said, "Fate is always so similar; no one is born standing at an unattainable height."

Xu Fan was slightly stunned, and after a moment, he looked at the television.

On TV, a child is a beast.

Wow.......

The child's voice was like heavenly music, yet also like the wailing of hell.

......

Xu Fan saw everything in this world.

It's like breaking free from shackles and becoming a part of this world.

Falsehood and reality collide constantly, creating one unbridled world after another.

Pu Sihan coughed up blood as she faced the devil before her.

She was ultimately unable to defeat him, but at this moment her lips were full of smiles.

He did everything he wanted to do, and even if the middle-aged man in front of her turned into a devil, she still had the power to protect him.