First planet - Day 9.
"See that?
That's the full display of my ability, P2W.
What army? What special events?
Money can win against any obstacles in the end."
*sluuurp*
Mr. Mayor, while watching the zombies struggle inside the trap tunnels, comnted while drinking sothing.
The crowd nodded in agreent while drinking or munching on sothing.
The army of zombies was disciplined, orderly, and fearless.
But they were crushed by 'money'.
Even with the delay of the trap's reload ti, the army couldn't travel more than 500 ters deep into the tunnels.
Everything was getting cut, lted, or burned to ash midway.
The scene was so brutal and grueso that, by Mr. Mayor's order, children under the age of 16 weren't allowed to stay around anymore.
The show beca age-restricted on the spot.
[ 01:00:00 ]
*HUMPH*
The blurry figure far away snorted, causing everyone to tremble.
The unpredictable factor, the suspected two-headed, building-size final boss, finally started moving.
*tremble*
People's hearts weren't the only thing that shook.
Even the ground started shaking as the figure walked towards the city.
Everyone felt dizzy as the giant got closer.
*Sluuurp*
The sound of Mr. Mayor sipping his drink brought them back to reality.
"I say, wise elderly number 1, who said this dude has two heads?
Cut his salary for this month in half, and send him to math class.
How can you count seven heads two ?"
A timid girl said from the back,
"I-I didn't count it, I heard about it from others ..."
Little Mortal looked behind but didn't find who said that.
The old lady, who didn't know if this was a good ti to argue about the number of heads at this mont or not, asked,
"What should we do now ?"
Little Mortal rolled his eyes at her.
"Didn't I already tell you?
Retrieve the ceiling cards.
I can't see the monster's face anymore."
The venue turned silent.
The head of the 10-ter-tall monster was now above the tunnel,
And everyone only saw how many heads it had, but as it got closer, they couldn't see most of its upper body anymore.
The elderly, responsible for the middle tunnel that the Monster was trying to squeeze into, removed the ceilings after final confirmation.
When the crowd saw the heads, which weren't 2, but 7, they all gasped in shock!
"Are you kidding !"
"How could it be them ?"
"Aren't they here ?"
"Why does that head look like !"
Little Mortal, with his mouth slightly open, shifted his gaze between the monster and his 7 deputies.
The corner of his eyes started twitching.
The crowd gulped when they saw the changes in their Mayor's behavior.
The atmosphere beca even heavier, and an eerie feeling started consuming them.
It seems a monster, scarier than the one outside, was awakening here.
And so, Mr. Mayor, who couldn't tolerate the unexpected disrespect towards his deputy Mayors, snapped!
"You ugly monster!
How dare you pretend to be my 7 adorable, chubby deputies !"
And threw his gun.
*BANG*
And a second later,
*BANG*
Little Mortal, who saw the final boss, was actually a mix of his 7 deputies, but an ugly and twisted version,
beca so angry that after the first shot, he didn't let go of the gun, and while flying away, he did a backflip to offset the gun's montum, aid again, and fired again!
The first bullet was a headshot that, after hitting the first head, turned into 6 more bullets and hit the remaining six heads.
When the 7 heads exploded, the second bullet fired by Little Mortal hit its target.
This ti, it hit the chest, sank inside, and as if it hit the heart, 7 bullets from different directions of the monster's chest exploded out, showing it had seven hearts in total too.
*BAM*X2
2 crushing sounds echoed.
The headless monster, with 7 holes in its chest, falls heavily on the ground, and at the sa ti,
Mr. Mayor, with his handgun in hand, which he still didn't let go of for so reason, crashed into a random building.
The crowd didn't even have the ti to know what was happening.
5 seconds later, the house rubble moved, and Mr. Mayor ca out with difficulty, still with a gun in his hand,
and started running towards the tunnel while shouting,
"You vile creature!
I kill you!
How dare you mock my people!"
Only now did the citizens and newborns co back to their senses and hurriedly tried to stop the mayor from going into the tunnel.
But the Mayor even raised his gun at them and threatened them that he is going to kill every witness who saw the 'monster that shouldn't be seen' if they don't let him go!
Only when the 7 chubby deputies joined the 'calming down squad' and told him the ugly monster was already dead did he finally calm down.
The venue finally beca quiet again.
Little Mortal snorted and, while watching his infopad, asked,
"What now ?"
The countdown was locked on [ 00:55:00 ].
The elderly group, while not knowing the answer, said what they were thinking,
"I think when the final boss made its move, we had 1 hour to figure out how to beat it..."
"The only way to beat the monster, if I'm not wrong, was to destroy all of his heads and hearts fast enough before they regenerate."
"And for that, the final season reward was necessary."
"Isn't that an the only way to finish the special event was for everyone to basically support only one person ?"
"The whole point of this season is to 'survive'.
Which ans everyone was supposed to die, and the last survivor with the most points who did everything to survive could receive the season reward and finish the job."
Little Mortal, who heard the discussion, almost snapped again,
"What kind of nonsense are you guys talking about?
This was a P2W stage!
It's like this in every ga.
You need an event so hard that for F2P (free-to-play) players, it is impossible to finish!
But Pay-to-Win players should be able to just walk through it with ease and show off their wealth.
That's the whole point.
Or else, what's the point of 'money' if you can't show off with it to poor people? Huh?
Don't co up with so deep analysis for !"
The crowd,
" !!! "
Was it really like that?
If not, then how did he use 'money' to finish the whole thing easily?
Were they always played for these F2P teams?
Even those tycoons were 'poor people'?
At this mont,
Everyone’s infopad suddenly made a *DING* sound.
[ - SYSTEM SSAGE-
The first planet season has officially ended.
Calculating the participant's final score...
Zombie and Boss Kill Count:
200,000 Normal and enhanced Zombies (1x multiplier)
100,000 Night Hunters (5x multiplier)
50,000 Berserkers (10x multiplier)
360,000 Army Group Zombies (20x multiplier)
1 Seven-Head Deputy Boss (20x multiplier for total score)
Total base points accumulated: 168 million points ]
The newborns, old and young, gasped in shock when they saw the total points.
But it wasn't over.
[ - Special Event multiplier -
Ti-based multipliers:
Ti remaining multiplier: 55 minutes left.
168,000,000 × 55 = 9,240,000,000 points
Days left until the end of the planet's event:
490 days total — 9th day completed, 481 days remaining.
9,240,000,000 × 481 = 4,444.40 billion points
Participants survived multiplier: 1 participant survived.
Citizens survived multiplier: 710,000 citizens survived.
Final score calculation:
4,444,400,000,000 × 710,000 = 3,155,552,400,000,000,000 points ]
The newborns felt dizzy even looking at the number.
They were 100% sure the citizens multiplier was supposed to be close to zero in the system prediction, and the final point wouldn't go that high!
They wondered what would happen if the 1.5 million newborns were multiplied by too?
The Mayor's voice sounded,
"For those who don't know what number that is.
It reads like this,
Three quintillion, one hundred fifty-five quadrillion, five hundred fifty-two trillion, four hundred billion."
The crowd looked at him blankly...
The final score was so out of place that even the 'system' itself doubted it.
[ Analyzing for possible cheating...]
[ Scanning participant's activity logs...
Cross-referencing actions with event data...
Checking for unauthorized behavior or system exploits...
No signs of cheating detected.
Verifying participant identity...
No presence found.
Proceed to facial verification...
Facial recognition confird.
Database match found:
Participant, the annihilator of realms, Mortal, the strongest
Reviewing historical records...
No cheating attempts recorded.
Congratulations!
Participant, the Annihilator of Realms, Mortal, The Strongest, achieved 1st place and successfully completed the Special Event.
All remaining cards and retrievable items will be sent to your inventory.
You may now choose to:
1. Travel to Planet 2 and continue your journey into the next event.
2. Enter the Waiting Room and remain until the season officially concludes.
Awaiting your decision...]
And before anyone could say anything else, everything started changing into cards and being sucked into Little Mortal's infopad.
Even the citizens were included.
Little Mortal looked around blankly.
The newborns, the trap cards, and even the fruit juice in his hand that was given to him to calm his anger were gone now...
Each card had an empty space inside to contain the object it was ant to hold.
After releasing the object inside, the card itself would stay with the object until the owner retrieved it, or until the season event ends.
Little Mortal gritted his teeth and brought out the only thing that was visible and didn't transform into those 'space cards', his notebook, and wrote on an empty page,
[ First planet ( survival and hardship ) ✓
Bullet used :
1 for the silly bounty hunter at the beginning
1 for the 5 special bounty hunters
1 for that stupid berserker who scared
2 for that ugly monster who impersonated my adorable, chubby deputies
5 in total.
Total bullet = 1,000,000,000 - 5 = 999,999,995 ]
And then chose the first option in his infopad while encouraging himself,
"I can do this !"
Lilith and the invisible crystal,
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