[...I don’t know what to say]
[Do I just feel it’s very real, and also quite pitiful...]
[I used to quite like Wang Xingkong, and the world forum had already started a super topic about him, but I didn’t expect...]
[No way, we are viewing it from Ming’an’s perspective, everything looks like a bird’s-eye view, Ming’an stands so high that we gradually can’t see the people below]
[? Why can Wang Xingkong say that Ming’an has always been talking in tricks? Why do I believe every word he says... It’s over for ]
[Gradually being assimilated, it’s because I co to watch Ming’an every day after finishing with ironwork...]
[Sa here, watching Ming’an has beco part of my routine now, I can’t think of doing anything else... Anyway, he always succeeds.]
[...]
As soon as the skeleton stood up, there was a rich fragrance of roses.
Under that fragrance, everyone felt a drowsiness fighting their eyelids.
Xiao Xiao’s hand flashed with white light, and with a[Dispel], the fragrance was briefly removed.
Wang Zhenzhen raised her magic wand, and milky-white light shields appeared in front of everyone, which were barely visible without obstructing the view and could provide protection at any ti.
Lu Shu raised his hand, and a green mantis jumped out first, bringing with it a sharp, cold breeze.
Yang Changxu raised his gun, aid at the skeleton without any fancy tricks, but the intensity of his focus was startling.
This was the first ti Su Ming’an properly battled alongside other players, he ordered his cloned self to charge at the terrifying skeleton first.
"Swoosh!"
Flesh stripped away, the skeleton revealed a white claw, sharp as a sword at the tip, which slapped against the Sword of Yarman, the trendous strength made the clone stagger back a few steps, but its form didn’t distort.
A light shield flickered on him, completely blocking the next claw, the skeleton tried to follow up with another hit, but Yang Changxu’s bullets struck its skull, bouncing off.
[HP-120!]
[HP:1880/2000]
The next mont, the mantis’ blade edge unexpectedly scraped past its neck, tearing open a piece of muscle tissue.
[HP-200!]
[HP:1680/2000]
"Bang!" The clone tried to exploit an opening to strike at its chest, but unexpectedly the skeleton didn’t care about the mantis at all, a long arm directly slamd into his shoulder, sending him flying.
[HP-400! (Critical hit! Combat power suppression! Defense resistance!)]
The clone felt a dull pain in his chest and spat out blood, quickly getting up from the ground.
The Bright State clone had a health of 1070 points, also with added bonuses of Strength, Fitness, and Agility from being in Bright State, and his equipnt provided an additional 20 points of physical defense and 25 points of ntality defense, which kept the damage from this hit from being outrageous.
The next mont, the skeleton charged directly toward Wang Zhenzhen and Xiao Xiao, targeting the healers first in the team fight, which was quite clever.
Su Ming’an quickly launched a ntality shock, but it seed ineffective against the skeleton, he then fully infused 700 MP into spatial vibration and quickly activated it!
"——!"
A silent twist erged where the skeleton stood, the ground looked as though it had sunk, and the skeleton’s forward motion froze in place with an effect showing that it was suppressed.
[HP-470! (Rigidity!)]
"Lu Shu!" he imdiately called out.
The next mont, the jade-colored shadow swept across the skeleton’s neck. At this point, the mantis’s sharp forelimbs were showing a flash of white, as if so skill had been enhanced.
"Slash!" with one stroke, the skeleton’s head was severed from its body, and blood burst forth like a fountain, splattering on the ground. The skinless skull rolled on the ground, stirring up a swath of blood.
[HP-700! (critical hit! Severing! Weakness Strike!)]
The next mont, Yang Changxu’s bullet also arrived at the sa ti, creating a burst of blood on its chest.
[HP-230! (Weakness Strike!)]
The process was progressing too smoothly.
Once several players united, their combined strength was extrely high.
Cowering in the corner, Shen Xue slowly lifted her head, and she raised her hand—
"Be careful!"
Lv Shu noticed that the human skin mask, sohow, had started moving on its own, lunging straight at Xiao Xiao who was still emitting a beam of light!
A look of terror appeared on Xiao Xiao’s face; the human skin bypassed the light shield in front of him, appearing immune to the defense, and quickly reached him!
But quickly, Wang Zhenzhen’s hand swiftly grabbed his waist; with all her strength, the girl flung him backward, and then the human skin latched onto her directly!
Xiao Xiao’s eyes widened, his body flung backward by the inertia, but the distance between them grew more distant.
"I’m a cowardly minor, I’m afraid of what cos next," Wang Zhenzhen said quietly, "...but I can save you."
The human skin seed to rge with her body, then countless invisible threads connected to her, with the other ends firmly in Shen Xue’s hands.
"Go to hell..." Shen Xue’s face bore a desperate coldness, she was smiling, gradually smiling through tears, "You think you’ve won, but you haven’t... Wang Han is daddy’s perfect creation, his skin can replace anyone...including this little girl, she’s already been replaced by the human skin, even if I die, she will beco the new ’Shen Xue’ of this school..."
[HP-1040! (Fatal Injury!)]
Her gaze froze.
Su Ming’an’s finger touched her forehead, his body shimring with the light of spatial displacent.
"Then you’re no longer needed, right." Su Ming’an said, "Once we uncovered that Wang Han was actually the key to breaking the ga, you were never anything important. The previous talks of dying and taking the school with you... how could that be possible, it’s more likely to happen with Wang Han."
The light in Shen Xue’s eyes faded.
"Ming’an..." her lips mouthed.
But he had already turned away, never to look at her again.
[You’ve killed Shen Xue (final boss), Exp 2000!]
[Ding Dong! You are about to advance to (Second Rank I) Player! Please complete the advancent quest in the Main God Space after the world ends, to proceed with the advancent]
[Second Rank players, compared to First Rank players, can receive an additional Upgrade Attribute Point upon leveling up, and unlock more privileges and identities! Shop unlocks more props! Stay tuned]
[Second Rank Advancent Task (to be completed in Main God Space):
1. Join a Guild (completed)
2. Form a team of no less than three people (pending)
3. Post a ssage on the World Forum and gain heat (one billion/Player’s personal world ranking) (pending)]
...
The human skin had completely attached onto Wang Zhenzhen.
When she opened her eyes again, they had transford into a pair of bright, glassy orbs.
Her fingertips began to elongate, and without hesitation, the transford her attacked Xiao Xiao!
"Bang!"
Yang Changxu’s bullet sped forth, piercing through her skull, spraying fresh red blood all over Xiao Xiao’s face.
[Teammate (Wang Zhenzhen) is dead]
Everyone heard such a system notification.
At the sa mont, a clone’s sword plunged through the skeleton’s chest; he pulled out the sword, covered in a film of blood, sowhat unsteady on his feet.
[Killed Wang Han’s skeletal body (final boss), Exp 1000! (Shared among team)]
[Obtained final clue: Wang Han’s Diary]
[Wang Han’s Diary: This diary is blank except for the title page, which is written in blood-soaked letters "A world without death is incomplete—I just hope it never cos upon ."]
[Obtained final clue: The energy source in the skeleton’s chest]
[The energy source in the skeleton’s chest: It carries a scent of roses and looks very much like a human heart. Crushing it could grant rest to the students ant to be dead—but would you choose to do so?]
The clone pulled out the energy source, blood-soaked and reeking of formalin. Dragging his wounded body, he approached Su Ming’an and handed him the energy source.
"You hold onto it first." Su Ming’an glanced at Xiao Xiao, who was kneeling in front of Wang Zhenzhen’s body, and Yang Changxu standing beside her, gun in hand, dazed, before turning to look at Shen Yue, silent before Shen Xue’s body.
"...She was my sister, ’Shen Xue,’ whom I had spent twelve years with, a ’sister’ whose humanity was gradually eroded by the instance," whispered Shen Yue. "Though it was only in the instance, it felt as if I truly lived those twelve years with my family. The students here are eerie, but their expressions are incredibly lifelike; their days are repetitive, yet they give a sense that [’Ah, I’m still living a mundane life’]."
She slightly lifted her head: "...During those twelve years, I still had dreams, predictive dreams, dreaming of the day I could et you. Do you know, Ming’an, I can dream of anyone, yet I never dreamt of you, your future... like it had a million paths, and I could not definitively capture even one—but before the instance began, I dreamt of you, when you beca Su Jian and no longer Su Ming’an, that finally I had the chance to dream of you, and then to save you..."
As she was speaking, she saw a dark object being handed over.
Looking up, she saw Su Ming’an smiling at her.
"Your sword," he said, as the Sword Bag slipped down, revealing the gleaming snow-white blade he had kept all along.
She reached out to take it, touching the blade as softly as one might caress a lover’s skin, her eyes filled with reminiscence and a hint of sorrow.
"—What should we do now?" Yang Changxu glanced at the silent Xiao Xiao, stepped forward, and addressed Su Ming’an: "That thing in his hand is the core that can end it all, right? Su Ming’an, what will you choose?"
Su Ming’an looked at the core in the clone’s hand, now with two options laid out before them.
Preserve the core, and everything at Mingxi High School will continue undisturbed, as long as no outsider intrudes, the students and teachers here will go on living peacefully.
Shen Zhuo, and Shen Xue, the two most perfect experintal subjects, were already dead, leaving the rest who had no will of their own as failures. Zhang Jinfei could continue mopping his floors, keeping the dormitory dripping wet. Li Xin could also remain in his dormitory listening to Zhang Jinfei’s noises and keep doing his howork, maintaining the dormitory with only the two of them.
They would attend class by day, sleep by night, strictly abide by the school rules, redundantly waiting for a college entrance examination that would never co, not even knowing they were already dead.
...But if they chose to crush the core, everyone would die, and Mingxi High School would sink into slumber, no one henceforth moving because of its "school rules and regulations."
The choice before them seed to lack a clear right or wrong.
"Let’s leave this choice to the person concerned." Su Ming’an looked at Shen Yue: "Shen Yue, what will you do after we finish the instance?"
"I am an autonomous Observer," said Shen Yue. "I will adapt as the players progress through the strategy, moving to the next world, living there... until you arrive."
"Then, Wang Xingkong," Su Ming’an looked down at the skeleton on the ground, where a youth was slowly lifting his head: "—your choice?"
Wang Xingkong was still alive, despite his flesh curling up in a grotesque manner, because he was still connected to the glowing core in Su Ming’an’s hand.
As a "Hunter," having been unmasked, his fate would be to eternally rest with this instance’s world.
If Su Ming’an crushed the core, without surprise, he would collapse thoroughly along with the suddenly soulless students. Mingxi High School would return to eternal silence.
Wang Xingkong lifted his head.
His face was sared with blood, but one could vaguely make out a smile on it.
"I never expected that even after failure, I would still be able to attain eternity in this school where I am the only one alive," Wang Xingkong looked at him: "Ming An’an..." he exhaled in a sigh, "don’t crush it, let continue to exist forever."
"Have you decided?" Su Ming’an looked at him, "Shen Yue will leave this world; all that remain are students wandering like the living dead. This world instance is only as big as one school. You will beco a permanent student here, the only one with autonomous consciousness, forever repeating the sa day over and over... Nobody will see you, nobody will know you are here. We will all go forward, while you remain forever stationary in this false world...until the end of eternity."
His gaze deepened, his hand holding the core flashed intermittently, casting a blood-red light:
"From then on, you’ll be Mingxi Middle School’s Wang Han, not Wang Xingkong... Wang Xingkong—are you sure this is your will?"
"Yes." Wang Xingkong extended his bloody arm, his body lowered, beseeching him like a humble believer:
"Ming An’an." He looked up at him deeply, "From childhood to adulthood, isn’t this how I have always co by? Elentary, junior high, high school, university, middle school exams, college entrance exams, postgraduate exams, studying, clocking in, scrambling for als... I have long been accustod to this unchanging life...
This is my will; please let beco the only vivid ’Eternal’ in this world without death."
He had once been the person who most craved attention.
But after thoroughly losing everything he had, all he wanted was the false sensation of "being alive."
In the form of a string of data, he beca the repeating ’Eternal’ in a world forgotten by all.
Then, everyone saw that, as he spoke these words, his originally normal eyes suddenly tamorphosed into eyes like glass beads.
...He completely beca the NPC Wang Han, not the Player Wang Xingkong.
He still ended up becoming the person he hated the most, in a posture of pleading subjugation.
Su Ming’an threw the core over, which Wang Han caught like he was protecting a most exquisite treasure.
[Team Option: Retain the Core, Choice Made, Calculating Final Outco...]
A system notification rang out.
"—Bang!"
And with that, a deafening gunshot sounded.
In Wang Xingkong’s eyes mixed with joy and panic, the hope in his hands was pierced by a bullet in an instant, and then, along with the flesh blown apart, the sparkling core shattered instantly.
"Snap!"
The core fragnted, glass pieces fell to the ground like crystals.
Yang Changxu held the gun, his deanor solemn, with strong condemnation in his eyes.
"...No, this inhumane school should not exist." Yang Changxu, who detests evil, said as he put his gun away with utmost resolve: "—They are victims; they should be at rest."
[Sudden Event!]
[Team Option: Destroy the Core, Choice Updated, Calculating Final Outco...]
Su Ming’an watched as hope in Wang Xingkong’s eyes shattered in an instant.
His bloodied hand groped among the fragnts, trying hard to piece them together, but they just wouldn’t fit.
The core completely lost its glow, not a single speck of light remained.
The surrounding environnt seed to start distorting, invisible strands snapping instantly, and the once bright and beautiful auditorium suddenly lost its color, revealing its original dilapidated state.
"It’s ending..." Xiao Xiao stood up, glanced at Wang Zhenzhen’s corpse, and clenched her fists.
Wang Xingkong crouched in a corner, his hands covered with irreparable fragnts.
His body gradually began to disappear, from the bottom up, bit by bit, scattering like fireflies, sparkling brightly.
And next to him, the already dead Shen Xue also began to emit light bit by bit, the light gradually engulfing her, eventually leaving nothing behind.
[Ding Dong!]
Su Ming’an heard the system notification sound.
[The Final Outco Forms!]
[Absurdity overflows in reality, yet fairy tales have beco the truest future. Alice has danced her last dance, and the once "little girl" has grown up—Shen Zhuo, the artisan from Mingxi High School, has created an eternal daughter and grasped a mont of eternity from her hands; the most death-fearing "Player" dies for eternity, living under the gaze of millions—this was the bright future he once envied.]
[Achieved Perfect Pass: Glorious Path · (TE) Glorious Future]
["—Wang Xingkong, is this the path you longed for? The player disguised as an npc-player?"]
[The ending has been recorded, and will be considered in the final evaluation]
...
After a series of system voice announcents, Su Ming’an saw the gradually fading Wang Xingkong slightly lift his head, stirring his blood-soaked muscle tissue, and smile towards Su Ming’an:
"Ah... So that’s how it is," he said. "I’ve always been so afraid of death, so cowardly, that my fear turned into the person I hated most... But in the end, I realized... it’s not death I feared, but being forgotten... If I were to die in front of your eyes, Ming An’an, in front of a world’s eyes... it doesn’t really hurt that much.
Although I could not survive, I am, at least, very thankful to you, Ming An’an, because aside from the live stream that accompanied to sleep, you also allowed ... to fulfill an unspeakable dream."
A dream with so many people, with a world’s gaze fixed on .
Su Ming’an looked at him, observed his eyes, which had initially morphed into glass beads, slowly reverting back.
—In the world’s last monts, besides Shen Zhuo and Shen Xue, Wang Xingkong... also finally attained [Eternal].
He was pulled up from the mud, his self-awareness preventing him from becoming like those students. He did not beco... soone disgusting yet unable to rebel, losing the last bit of will as a "Player".
Su Ming’an’s eyes flickered, unsure how to evaluate the person before him.
...Although he was a man without a future, the surge of overwhelming hope in his eyes just before death, made him sowhat unable to move his eyes away.
At that mont, he even fostered so doubt about his own theory.
The next mont, the environnt around him distorted.
The figures of Wang Xingkong and Shen Xue, in his eyes, gradually disappeared completely.
The hall in front of him collapsed, tables and chairs toppled, and upon returning, he saw the cafeteria, the office building, and the dormitories crumble away like dirt, saw the loudspeakers on the power poles fall to the ground, and the students montarily closed their eyes, falling dead to the ground like corpses.
Then, there was a scene of heaven and earth falling apart.
The Mingxi High School in front of him gradually turned into a grayscale soil.
...
[Ding dong!]
[Perfect Pass: Hidden Route · Glorious Road · Progress: 100%— Congratulations on a perfect pass!]
["Will Alice beco the campus little angel?" World Instance, perfect pass!]
[Pass evaluation has been recorded in the world’s final evaluation, to be calculated after the world ends!]
[Awarded Honor (Plum Blossom Three Strategies): First Player who lived up to expectations, blessings to you, continue on your journey.]
[Awarded 40 Honor Points]
[Acquired Prop (Wang Han’s Human Skin Mask)]
[Wang Han’s Human Skin Mask (Red Level): When worn, you will be recognized by the natives in the instance]
...
The transporting white light gradually rose, completely enveloping the returning Su Ming’an.
He had thought he would be returned to the room where he was imprisoned, to begin tallying points, but when he next opened his eyes, he saw a grand hall surrounded by deep red and viscous colors.
The air was thick with the sll of burnt joss paper. Within the hall, the massive pillars were black as crow feathers. He looked up and saw at the head of the hall, a dark and deep shadow.
The surrounding tones were gloomily dark, even the scarlet carpet underfoot exuded a bloody scent. He clenched his fists tightly and saw... through the shadow at the head, a pair of cat ears erect.
He had been suddenly pulled into this hall as the world ended. Observing the room’s decor, it was likely belonging to the ga organizers, the so-called high-dinsional beings.
Another one-on-one eting?
Su Ming’an sensed sothing.
"Su Ming’an, human Zhai Xing," the shadow spoke, its voice echoing from all around, carrying a hard tallic texture, "—do you know sothing?"
"What?"
"I don’t rember you having any foresight abilities, yet you always seem to act with foreknowledge, as if you can glimpse the secrets of heaven... Su Ming’an." The voice of the shadow continued flatly, and Su Ming’an felt himself locked by an extrely deep gaze.
"—What do you know? Tell ." The organizer asked, with an undeniable tone.
Su Ming’an took a light breath.
The sudden sense of authority pressing down on him felt like a towering mountain, making it sowhat hard for him to breathe.
"I..." His fists tightened, and then, blood trickled down from his palms.
"I know a lot, ga organizers." The pain cleared his vision, and a natural smile appeared on his face: "The person who wins in the end, gains everything, right?"
"Is that what you think?"
Su Ming’an lifted his eyelids—even just making eye contact felt like bearing a heavy burden: "If it’s just my small wish, can it be fulfilled by the great existences, as the Number One Player?"
The head of the hall remained silent for a good while.
Su Ming’an held his breath.
"...Of course, no problem," the organizer said, "We are absolutely fair ga organizers, we do not interfere with any player’s actions. Number One Player, you are the best player, I will not overly inquire about the sources of your information. I called you here at the end of the Third World to ask you one question."
The burning sll in the air beca even heavier.
The blood flowing from his palm burst into a brilliant red on the floor.
"—Would you like to beco the [Ruler] in the world ga?" The organizer paused for a long while before asking such a question.
"Ruler?" Su Ming’an heard a new term.
Until now, he knew "Observer" referred to players who had beco NPCs detached from the ga, like Yuanyuan... no, Shen Yue. "Sniper" was used for players who stayed in instances to disrupt the ga, like Shen Xue, "Hunter" referred to beings that could disguise themselves as players, like Wang Xingkong, "Supervisor" referred to players aid at eliminating players, like Lv Shu.
These roles all required chances to acquire, and he thought the organizer called him over to award him one of these statuses, but unexpectedly, he heard of a new title.
... "Ruler," this was the first ti he had ever heard of this new title.
"We have always been watching the top players on the leaderboards, always observing, choosing... We considered Eni, and Mizushima Kawa Sora, until we saw your performance at the end of the Second World and then made up our minds—we always believed you were more suitable for this status." The organizer seed to be watching him the whole ti: "Beyond players, observers, snipers, hunters, and supervisors, the only identity above them—[Ruler], we think you’re suitable to beco it."
A panel appeared in front of Su Ming’an.
[Would you choose to take on the new identity (Ruler)?]
[Ruler·Unique Hidden Identity (Trial Period)
Responsibility: Find and refine hidden paths within world replicas, specific tasks to be released separately at the start of each world.
Identity Reward: Basic favorability of "Friendly" and above with sa-faction NPCs, basic favorability of "Cool" and above with opposing-faction NPCs.
Identity Penalty: Imdiate retraction of identity upon task failure]
...
Su Ming’an looked at the panel, feeling sowhat parched in his throat.
...This identity is sowhat powerful.
Starting with a "Cold" basic favorability ans that there will be no NPCs with "Hostile" favorability.
This ans that if he goes back to the First World, Duoduo won’t take initiative to attack him, and in the Second World, Bai Xiong won’t be so wary of him.
But this also ans...
The NPCs’ attitudes towards him will be different from how they treat other players.
Many people already suspect that he is in cahoots with the organizers, and now, with this developnt, his suspicions will completely intensify.
The organizers continued slowly, "We’ve noticed your ga completion history; each ti, you’ve found hidden routes that others couldn’t, achieving the most perfect outcos. You are excellent, but, it seems you’ve been treated unfairly in Main God Space."
Su Ming’an stared at the system panel, remaining silent.
"...Even though you are the strongest player, you still have to face so many doubts. We created this ga so that you guys could compete, not to see the strongest player being troubled by others. So humans want to push a new Number One Player, but we do not wish for a hollow figure to be pushed forward—thus, we’ve decided to help you, Number One Player."
The voice echoed in the hall.
Su Ming’an’s expression beca sowhat frozen.
The air was dry and cold, he clearly felt a chilly breeze swirling in his throat.
From the organizer’s words, he sensed the strong hope that they had for him to beco the "Ruler."
He had heard from Lv Shu about his experience of becoming a "Supervisor." It was rely a system prompt asking if Lv Shu wanted to beco a supervisor, without making a big show of dragging Lv Shu to the hall for a one-on-one conversation with the organizers.
Not to ntion this persuasive "heartfelt appeal."
"If you accept this identity, you will have the control over certain NPC movents within the Main God Space—you can have them rescue you, escaping from the control of Edward’s players, and then... once again completely ascend in everyone’s eyes," the organizers used sothing, and an image appeared in the hall.
It was the tiny room where Su Ming’an had been detained before the start of the Third World.
If he hadn’t been summoned here, he should have returned to that small room the instant the Third World ended.
Now, that room was filled with clearly visible explosives, and a fully ard soldier stood at the door, vigilantly watching the inside as if ready to detonate the explosives at any mont.
Outside, Edward and others were discussing.
"Everything is ready, and the monitors are set up; as soon as Su Ming’an appears, we detonate the explosives," a scholar-looking person pushed up his glasses, "I’ve calculated his data; right now, he is in a ntally strong but physically weak state, and he definitely won’t survive the explosion."
"The Third World has already ended, and the livestream shows it’s off; why hasn’t he returned?"
"Logically, he should have returned to this room; what’s going on?"
"Really, do we have to kill him?... I think it’s not necessary to go to this extent..." Eni weakly said from the side.
"Eni, put away your kindness," Edron said in a stern tone, "Our rivalry is already quite clear; we can’t let him continue winning, otherwise even if the World Ga ends, we will be targeted by him... The title of Number One Player carries too much influence, and his fanatics are too frightening, with a wave of his arm, Edward’s supporters can’t compare..."
"He should have been killed before the start of the Third World, we can’t allow him to continue making provocative speeches on the livestream." Edward grunted coldly, "His declaration of war was very clear, his so-called casual remarks... they’re clearly mocking..."
"Yes, we can no longer back down, kill him, push Edward and Mizushima Kawasora to rise, and it won’t take long before Zhai Xing’s players forget about him..."
"Be cautious, keep an eye out, he has a Spatial Displacent Skill, don’t let him escape."
"Don’t worry, we’ve considered that already; a Spatial Seal Array has been set up nearby, he can’t escape..."
"In everyone’s eyes, he’s just a madman obsessed with perfect passes, just fra him after his death. People are forgetful, especially in this world that so easily manipulates public opinion..."
"..."
Su Ming’an watched this scene unfold.
With a slight gesture from the organizers, the image gradually faded away and disappeared.
...This was the actual scene currently unfolding.
Death in the Main God Space is real death.
These people do not understand the big picture, but he does. Competition within ga instances is one thing; life doesn’t truly vanish there, but internal strife within the Main God Space...that was a line he absolutely couldn’t cross.
Once the "Number One Player" committed murder inside the Main God Space, by taking that lead, and being labelled as an accomplice to the organizers, everything he had done to Mizushima Kawa Sora on the competition stage would have been in vain.
He would teach these people a lesson, but not in the Main God Space.
First... he needed to ensure his own survival.
He took a deep breath of the cold, dry air, his words stuck in his throat, unable to express a thing.
"You Zhai Xing humans are truly strange," the Organizers said with interest, "Despite being strong figures worthy of pursuit, their first thought is actually to murder... You see us as the enemy who would destroy your holands, yet you continually think about fighting amongst yourselves, competing within your own ranks... Humans always like to unconsciously push their hopes onto others; we truly feel you are undervalued, Number One Player."
"So... you want to go with the flow?" Su Ming’an said.
Once he beca an entity treated leniently by NPCs, the gap between him and other players would widen even more.
He had co to understand the Organizers’ twisted sense of amusent.
The Organizers looked at him, "You decide, Number One Player."
Su Ming’an’s hand gradually relaxed.
"...Becoming a ’Ruler’, will it affect the requirents for a perfect pass?"
"No, it is rely a change of status. You remain a player," they replied.
Slowly, Su Ming’an’s hands rose.
On the panel before him, he pressed the "Yes" button.
[Ding Dong!]
[Obtained New Status (Ruler) (Trial Period)]
[NPC Basic Favorability has transford (After official conversion, NPC basic favorability may receive further improvent)]
[Obtained new skill·Followers]
[Followers·In the Main God Space, you can influence three NPCs to follow your commands.]
"You have made the right decision," he heard the Organizers say.
"I don’t care about their opinions of ," Su Ming’an said.
"—Then please, take this seriously and get through the trial period. This identity will provide you with a ladder to evolve to a higher level. We look forward... to you becoming an existence like us."
Su Ming’an detected a hint of amusent in the voice of the Organizers.
"Fourth World, we hope you can bring us surprises," the Organizers said, as the light gradually faded.
The grand hall montarily dimd, and that shadow completely disappeared.
Su Ming’an stood inside the hall, and a pitch-black card appeared before him.
He reached out and took it, noticing the blood-red patterns on it.
[Obtained "Ruler" Identity Card
Description: Multiplayer online, endless replicas! Simulated world, combat power battle! Global players, fervent competition! High-level ga, waiting for you to play!]
Through the card in his hand, he seed to see a peaceful afternoon with the sunlight shining on a coffee shop, a glowing black card slowly pushed across the table.
He placed his hand over his chest, suppressing the sudden surge of loss from within.
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