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Global Online Game: Ten Thousand Times Reward at the Beginning!

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That day, Chris fell in the War of Gods. But... when he woke up, he realized that he had transmigrated back to the time when the game was first released. Not only that, he discovered that…… he had awakened the Ten Thousand Times Reward System! Slaying monsters gave him ten thousand times the experience points! Ten thousand times amplification of the loot drops! As such…… “Ding dong! You chose the occupation [Mage]” “[Ten Thousand Times Reward] activated, you obtained the [Ultra God-tier hidden mage occupation free-select scroll (unique)] * 1” “Ding dong! You drew the gifted skill [Haste Spell]!” “[Ten Thousand Times Reward] activated, you received the Ultra God-tier rarity unique talent [Instant Spell-cast (unique)] (Effect: All spell cool-downs are reduced to zero by default).” “Ding dong! You opened a [Mysterious Chest], and received a [Newbie Scepter]” “[Ten Thousand Times Reward] activated, you have received the supreme divine item [Eternal Scepter (Divine Item)].”

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Chapter 1Rebirth! Game Descends Again!

Ring…

Ring…

In the bedroom, the alarm clock on the bed kept ringing.

On the bed beside the alarm clock, Chris was still lost in his dreamworld at 8 in the morning.

When he heard the sound, he subconsciously reached out from under the covers and pressed the alarm button.

As the switch was pressed, the alarm stopped ringing.

The owner of the hand seemed to feel the temperature outside the blanket. After the alarm ring disappeared, he retracted his arm.

"It sounded like an alarm just now?"

"Am I not already dead?"

"The world of the dead also has an alarm clock?"

"Whatever, let's continue with the dream."

"Dream on!?"

After a moment, Chris suddenly woke up!

Dead people could not dream!

Chris immediately looked around.

This bedroom's layout was very similar to his own little nest.

Could it be that he had woken up in the wrong position?

Chris was confused. He remembered being just dead. Physically dead.

Just a moment ago, he had participated in the ultimate battle of God Slayer and he had been pierced through the chest by the bone spikes.

He could still feel a dull pain in his chest, as if the bone spikes were still stabbing his body.

Speaking of Godslayer, on March 8, 2330, all the humans on Planet Earthly Huang were brought into a game.

This game was Godslayer.

No one knew how this game came about or who created it.

All Chris knew was that, in the late stages of the game, a divine battle had suddenly begun. The game had merged with reality.

All the players returned to the real world. The God-grade players were in a chaotic battle.

Chris had no time to make any preparations and went straight to the battlefield.

However, the moment they returned, they realized that the real world had long been flattened. All the buildings had disappeared and it was cleaner than demolition.

Everything happened so suddenly…

According to the game's notification, all players who died in the battle of the gods would die permanently and their accounts would be deleted!

"Have I been reborn?" Chris knew it was impossible but he couldn't help but guess.

"Looking at the layout here, it looks very similar to the second-hand house I bought back then."

"I still remember that the wardrobe was found and the desk was moved from my house…"

"What a pity. I entered the game within a few days."

Chris got out of bed and sized up the bedroom. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was similar. He couldn't help but mutter inwardly.

"Forget it. It doesn't matter if it is an instance dungeon or something. Let's find out if there are any clues."

Chris did as he thought and immediately started rummaging through the bedroom.

The cabinets and desk drawers in the bedroom were all opened.

Chris pulled out a dusty family photo from the drawer.

Looking at the family photo in his hands, Chris's head buzzed. This was his home!

He stared at his surroundings and rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

"This… this is actually my home?"

"This is impossible!"

Looking at the bedroom before him, countless memories flooded his mind. No wonder it felt so familiar.

But…

This place should have been destroyed long ago.

At this thought, Chris subconsciously looked up at the calendar on the wall.

The red digital numbers were clearly displayed on the screen.

2330, March 8, Saturday.

"This! This is the Day of Advent!"

Chris stared at the calendar on the wall, transfixed.

Impossible!!!

Could it be that… he had really been reborn?

Chris reached up and pinched his thigh hard.

The feeling that came from his thigh told him that everything was real!

Although it was hard to believe.

But he knew that he had been reborn.

Furthermore, it was the day he was reborn.

Memories from his previous life surfaced one after another.

In the battle of the gods, Chris suppressed everyone and fought many God-grade players alone.

However, he did not expect to die under the backstab of one of his own!

Today, Godslayer had descended!

Everyone turned into a flood of data and was forcefully pulled into this game.

In this game, the strong reigned supreme.

Strength was the deciding factor!

Only with great strength would one have a chance of survival in the Battle of Gods.

In that battle, countless people died.

Those without strength could only become cannon fodder.

Chris felt like the Sun had set and rose again. He did not expect that he would be reborn on this day.

"It would appear that there is always a way out."

"Since God wants me to live again, then this life…"

Chris murmured as he looked at the calendar on the wall.

He silently swore an oath in his heart.

The alarm clock on the bed was ticking.

Soon, it was 11: 59.

Chris sat at the window and looked out quietly.

His handsome face was calm.

As someone who had experienced this before, Chris was currently thinking about how to start the game.

How to make up for the regret.

Planet Earthly Huang at 12 o'clock sharp.

This was the prelude to the arrival of God Slayer.

At this moment, a phenomenon appeared in the sky.

A strange light descended and enveloped the entire yellow Earth star.

The aurora-like light shone on their faces.

"F*ck!!!"

"Everyone, look at the sky!!!"

"What's that???"

"The god has appeared! Everyone, make a wish!"

"Alien invasion! Wife, run!"

"Is someone undergoing tribulation?"

"The end of the world is here! It's all over!"

"Everyone, don't panic! It might be an optical phenomenon!"

All of a sudden, there were all sorts of opinions, the entire planet became noisy.

Most of the residents were watching the phenomenon in the sky.

Some started packing their luggage to escape.

There were even people kneeling on the ground and praying.

The scene was extremely chaotic.

"God Slayer is descending…"

"Prompt! All players, please get ready. We are about to enter the game!"

Just as the chaos was brewing, a voice sounded in everyone's ears.

"Did you hear that? It sounded like something about descending?"

"I heard it! It's the voice of God!"

"Don't talk nonsense! It's clearly an invasion from another world!"

"The game has officially begun!"

12: 12 P.M.

[God Slayer] officially descended on Planet Huang.

All of the humans transformed into streaks of green light that shot into the sky before fusing into the phenomenon.

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