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That's What A Top-Tier Savior Is!

[Nomination for Best Newcomer of the Year 2022] [First Place in Bestselling Books for the Tenth Period of the Sci-Fi Starlight Awards] [First Prize in the 2022 Sci-Fi Writing Contest] Saviors are ranked as well. The lowest-tier saviors are inefficient. They take years or even decades to save the world once, causing countless people to suffer. However, they may not truly save the world. The third-tier saviors are manipulated by schemers their entire lives. They are ignorant and naive, just like puppets on strings. The second-tier saviors pay a huge price to save the world. They may lose their spouse, suffer a disability, sacrifice their friends, and suffer many other hardships. However, in the end, they only receive a useless title or even an epitaph. "These saviors have tragic lives. I don't want to become like them, I want to be a top-tier savior!" "What a top-tier savior is?" "Light-speed salvation!" "No casualties!" "Obtaining insane profits!" "Using the present sword to slay the near future, strangling the apocalypse in its cradle, acting entirely on his will, and collecting the reward he deserved!" "That's what a top-tier savior is!"

Dream Butterfly · Sci-fi
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Chapter 13 A One-Person Organization_1

I've realized? What have I realized?

The Wang Ran outside the simulation looked on with envy, for the one inside had already pushed his Comprehension attribute to one hundred thousand; he would realize things at the drop of a hat, unlike him, whose single-digit Comprehension was as immovable as a mountain, baffled by even slightly complicated issues.

Just like now, the him inside the simulation had already discovered some clues, while the him outside was still utterly confused.

"You think that all members of Samsara are incarnations of the Samsara Hermit?"

Wang Ran was stunned.

All members of Samsara are incarnations of the Samsara Hermit? How did he come up with such an absurd idea?

Is the Samsara Hermit Sun Wukong?

Pulling a tuft of hair from behind one's ear and letting the wind blow it to create a hundred thousand incarnations, is that it?

Wang Ran shook his head.