Chapter 1028: Chapter 1030: Influence_1 Chapter 1028: Chapter 1030: Influence_1 The seven legacies of the Abyssal Demon Kings laid bare before Doru, presented as if ripe for the taking at will, which paradoxically made Doru feel troubled.
While Doru was inspecting each Demon King’s legacy in the Guardian Temple of the Abyss, Song Jian was already at his wits’ end. The Abyssal Passage was about to open, and all the Abyssal Instances within dozens, even hundreds of kiloters around the City of Hope had to be destroyed one by one—a task that was truly massive.
Moreover, many issues had co to light following the Necromancer invasion of the City of Hope, all of which needed to be addressed and corrected. Additionally, one-third of Doomsday City had yet to be fully occupied; all these matters piled up, leaving people feeling overwheld and out of breath.
However, at this very mont, when ti was of the essence and every second counted, all players simultaneously received a system announcent: Due to the arrival of the final chapter of the Abyssal invasion, the ga would be shut down for twelve hours!
Five minutes after the ga notice was sent, all players were kicked offline, leaving Song Jian, back in the real world, feeling sowhat dazed. This was the first ti he had been actively kicked out of the ga.
“Damn it, does the server really need to be upgraded?” Song Jian sat up from his bed, cursing involuntarily.
For many people, the ga was no longer just a ga but a real world. Now, Song Jian spent even more ti in the ga than in the real world, particularly as ti flowed differently in both places.
This made his return to the real world feel slightly uncomfortable.
Currently, Song Jian was in ng Tiantian’s shop. However, it seed that the young girl was not in the store—it was very quiet. Supposedly, everyone was kicked out of the ga simultaneously, so ng Tiantian shouldn’t still be in the ga.
“This little girl, owing so much money and just hiding from huh?” Song Jian huffed coldly and stepped towards the small building next door where he lived.
Only after Song Jian left did ng Tiantian’s figure slowly erge in the shop, patting her chest and taking a deep breath.
“If it weren’t for that damn hidden task, why would I owe you so much money? Phew, the Erald Bamboo Leaves are really treasures. If it wasn’t for them, this task would have been dangerous. But how am I going to co up with that money? It’s really worrying !” ng Tiantian’s face showed her deep concern as she sighed, at a loss for what to do.
Having completed an epic hidden task, ng Tiantian’s power had greatly increased, but so had her expenses. Millions of Doomsday Coins, when converted into Hua Xia Currency, might cost tens or even hundreds of millions. ng Tiantian couldn’t co up with such a large sum of money all at once; she had no choice but to keep avoiding Song Jian for the ti being.
“I knew I shouldn’t have recomnded that little building next door back then!” Tiantian smacked her head with regret.
In fact, it had been her suggestion when Song Jian was choosing a place to live. Now, it seed to backfire, like lifting a rock only to drop it on her own foot.
This overseas island, built by who knows whom, was mostly inhabited by ga players, with the majority being lifestyle players.
By now, many countries have already begun to implent player registration legislation for the ga. Any player of this ga is required to register proactively with the authorities and to be monitored by the state.
In the player community, this was akin to a bombshell, imdiately causing dissatisfaction and resistance among all players. However, most players did not have the strength of Song Jian, and without their in-ga equipnt buffs, many were not capable of standing up against the machinery of the state.
But for soone like Song Jian, who had reached second-tier combat power and consistently passed with an S rating or above, with personal attribute points exceeding two hundred, such a person was virtually a human-shaped nuclear bomb. Even if Song Jian revealed his player identity, it would an nothing.
But there were too few players with the strength of Song Jian, and many had only just passed the first-tier combat power assessnt. Their own attributes were at fifty or sixty points. To the average person, this was already superhuman, but without the enhancent of equipnt, they could not combat the more powerful firearms.
Song Jian didn’t want people watching him all the ti. His keen perception allowed him to be acutely aware of everyone’s actions around him, even if soone used high-powered binoculars to monitor him from afar. As long as they watched Song Jian for a bit too long, they would be sensed by him.
This feeling of being monitored all the ti was sothing Song Jian really didn’t want to experience. Not wanting to conflict with the governnt, his only choice was to head out, treating it as traveling. Discovering this small island was an unexpected joy.
Arriving at the small building next to ng Tiantian’s store, Song Jian looked it up and down. It was a three-story stone building, rather plain-looking, but there was a small open space both in front and behind the building where so flowers and plants could be grown.
To own such a small building in the heart of a small island was quite an amazing feat.
“Ordinary flowers and plants probably won’t survive here. I can only plant so special herbs!” Song Jian walked into the small courtyard, glanced at the open space, and thought to himself.
As soon as he entered the building, Song Jian felt a faint presence of the undead. Having slain countless undead creatures, he could sense the presence no matter how weak it was.
Lifting his right hand, a brilliant streak of sword light shone from his fingertip. The golden Sword Qi was like a gentle breeze, sweeping through the entire building instantly. Heart-rending screams echoed faintly from within, and so shadows hiding in dark corners couldn’t withstand such sharp Sword Qi, being utterly dissipated.
As for the spirit ng Tiantian had ntioned, it could not possibly survive under such Sword Qi, so Song Jian was quite reassured.
After a round of clearing and cleaning, Song Jian officially moved into the small island.
In the evening, a bit bored, Song Jian turned on the television, which was broadcasting the news.
“… In a certain place in Africa, a plague has broken out. As of 22:00, there have been three thousand six hundred people infected with the plague. The symptoms of the infected individuals include bloodlust, ntal confusion, severe dehydration, and high aggression…”
“… On Jichuan Island, a strange creature resembling a wild boar but covered with scales has been discovered, demonstrating a strong territorial instinct…”
“… A terror attack took place in Tokyo, Japan, with a violent explosion occurring at the Ginza building at eleven in the morning. The incident is suspected to be caused by a battle between two individuals and, according to official reports, was caused by Japan’s largest terrorist organization, the God’s Favoured Union…”
After watching the news for a while, Song Jian turned off the television. The ga’s influence on the real world was growing stronger, and Song Jian didn’t know whether this was good or bad, but he had an ominous feeling that sothing big might happen.
“As more and more players gain power, the influence on the real world becos greater and greater… Sigh, truly troubled tis!” Song Jian sighed deeply, thinking to himself.
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