Chapter 862: Spore
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
[Thanks for playing Continental War, a product of the Moldavian Union Trust!]
[Spirit terminal serial number: 2379]
[Userna: Priest Omni]
[Closed Beta player label confird, spirit tethering comncing]
[No abnormal magical signature detected. No abnormal spirit deviation rate detected. Comncing deep spirit link]
[Spirit link stabilizing and completed. Player’s present ability class: Gold-interdiate. Highest accepted accelerated timing: x64]
[—Do you wish to experience the rise and fall of civilizations? Do you wish to understand... the aning of life?]
[—Yes/No]
In a small mansion at the Moldavian South City, Priest was blanking out in his own room, sitting on his bed and stroking his cheek puzzledly while staring at the ‘Yes/No’ button in his mind.
“Why do I feel that his choice has a deeper aning...”
“What are you doing, Priest?”
While Priest muttered to himself, an elven girl’s ghost who had been using mana to carry a sprinkle to water the magical plants and normal potted botany poked her head curiously through the wall as she passed by Priest’s room. “Napping at ho in the afternoon... could you be exhausted from sparring in the arena?”
Sol was X years old when she passed on (A maiden’s age is a secret). Her ability was Silver-advanced, her spectral spirit especially strengthened because she could directly touch elents and control mana.
As for the arena she spoke of, it was a famous public sparring stage at the outer east city zone. Winter Fort Academy students often used it to resolve personal difference or compete. There were so rcenaries who trained there as well so that they would not fall out of practice due to long periods of idling. Priest was a frequent guest there.
“No, it’s sothing else. Go do your own thing, Sol—and don’t simply poke through the walls next ti, I need my privacy too.
” Bleh ~”
The elven girl threw her tongue and made a face, withdrawing her head back from the wall. Her interruption, however, allowed Priest to make up his mind. “Well, it’s fine,” he shrugged. ”
When he had discovered the new thing in his spirit terminal, Priest quickly decided to go ho and study what the ‘Full-Dive ga’ known as Continental War actually was. After he had settled a pile of complicated spirit assessnt, he was finally cleared to join the closed beta test server.
Either way, he had a lot of ti. He could try it, and if it was not fun, he could just stop.
With that in mind, Priest simply clicked ‘Yes’ in his spirit space.
Nonetheless, in that single instant that Priest touched ‘Yes’, he felt a great force transcending the Mana Net to completely engulf his spirit.
Soon after, darkness arrived, and all color diminished in the spirit terminal space, leaving only the icon which was flowing with blood floating over thin air. A broken longsword and a magical staff were crossed in front a shield, the tal chain that encircles it whirling without stopping, dragging along burning black flas as if those were sins.
A deep, masculine voice that Priest was extrely familiar with rang beside his ears.
“Welco to Continental War.”
At those words, the extre hypnosis spell that the Mind Lord who did not reveal his na activated, and Priest hence quickly descended into ‘deep-dive’ mode.
***
When he woke up and realized that he had entered the so-called deep-dive mode and began the ga, the darkness around Priest had all vanished, with the azure sea appearing around him.
On the sea’s surface was a fiercely burning sun. There was no cloud or mist over the sky, nor was there any islands or waves. He could easily see the end of the horizon... and a silver nu that hovers before his eyes.
[Please set your character before starting the ga]
Since he often browsed the forums on his spirit terminal and purchased items on the Mana Net, Priest was not unfamiliar with nus and character settings—it was simply molding a face, and who would enter trade on the Mana Net with their real face? Not to ntion that the ga itself actually provided that function!
Hence, Priest had a good feeling about it even before he started playing. After enjoying the beautiful sight of the seas, he decided to mold himself so he was better looking—so that his sister and Sol would not complain that he always made himself resemble monster of Chaos, leaving everyone with upset stomachs on sight.
But Priest’s brow furrowed in seconds and he growled, “What the hell?”
How is this character setting?!
What appeared on the screen in front of Priest was not the virtual character settings often seen on various forums and rchant sites. In fact, there was basically nothing, with only a single insignificant dot that would be missed if not viewed seriously.
It was a small dot no matter how Priest magnified it, and its minuscule complex constitution... any normal person would be at a loss, but because his party had Alchemist who was passionate about biology, Priest could almost see that the dot was not a simple dot, but a ‘cell’ from a certain perspective.
And the so-called character setting was nothing other than checking what form of cell it was.
“Carbon-based... amino-group... silicon-based... eh, niche too? Plant or animal-class, or hybrid?”
Frowning, Priest turned the nu, suddenly finding the setting rather interesting. The young warrior also realized that the constitution and introduction of the cells were real and had existed. “Wait. There are elental lifeforms as well? Natural rune composites of fla elentals, and psionic cluster forms?!”
Priest could not help but be astonished. Thanks to his tutelage under Count Radcliffe, he had learned that elental creatures were actually physical beings like humans and elves, owning their own body constitution and was not simply a body of soul energies. As for the constitution of ‘natural rune composites’ and ‘psionic cluster forms’, those were what cells of physical beings were to the elentals and psionic beings—their fundantal makeup of existence.
At once curious why he could choose from so many different types of cells, Priest, a battle-hardened veteran with much knowledge gained from exploring otherworlds naturally could tell that those constitution was not made-up nonsense. All of them were real, and which was why he beca expectant even if he did not know how to play Continental War. “If that’s the case, I will pick sothing I’m familiar with... physical being ‘cell’.”
After clicking ‘Yes’ again, Priest had more choices such as appearance, innate ability, birthing place, and difficulty. Despite being rather interested in the ga’s contents, Priest no longer had the patience to calibrate each setting. Quickly clicking ‘all-random’, he then simply picked ‘start ga’ on the silver nu.
[Settings complete, randomization comncing...]
[Randomization completed: Carbon-based lifeform, adapted to continental realm, innate talent ‘elental affinity’, dungeon difficulty ‘interdiate’]
[Random race ‘Elental-affinity cellular lifeform’. Comncing upload of new player copy...]
After making his choice, Priest was left in that unusual darkness again. This ti, however, the microscopic cells enlarged until it simply swallowed Priest and leaped into the sea at once.
And before the cell completely consud Priest, he saw a line of text that flickered in the silver nu.
[First Phase: Spore]
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