I really just want to lose money! T_T
Best boss ever, prodigy of the business world, genius creator, visionary of the century.
These are the descriptions used for Pei Qian, President of Tengda Corporation.
Ever since his rebirth, Pei Qian finds himself in possession of a system that rewards him if he manages to lose money.
Instantly, a brilliant idea comes to mind — making crappy games!
"If the game flops, all my investment cost will be lost!"
"How difficult can it be to lose money?"
Indeed... how difficult can it be?
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"I will protect my loved ones even with my own life."
A remarkable statement. A glorious principle. A trait for the heroic person in the story.

But can that statement be applied in the A-RPG?

A game that connects humans with instincts, memories, wealth, and also death.

***

Not everyone lives in the same welfare. Some people drink coffee in the morning, others drink river water mixed with factory waste. Life is indeed created unjust. What for? I have no idea. Surely, this life does not allow you to suffer. If you have to choose, live a sad life because you pursue justice or live happily because you are not fair, then the majority of people will choose the second choice. Of course.

So is my life. I'm not different with other humans. I use all means to get happiness even to cheat others. If people think I'm evil, whatever. That's their right. There is nothing to do with me.

But humans are creatures who need other people to survive. Although only a gamer and unemployed, I did not reject the statement. Reina. That is the name of the person who is always my friend. Although only in the game. That's the name of the her account in the game we played together. At least she's not a bot.

Reina is the only person I spoke to besides my parents. Even though I live in a small rented house in an urban area, I don't have anyone else I can talk to. Not because of pride, but I don't want my life to be interfered with by those who don't understand me.

I assume Reina is a loyal friend. She is also a heavy gamer. Almost online every day. When I asked about her, she told me without hesitation. She tells the reason why she likes to play the game and so on.

Days passed. But Reina is rarely online. It is written on the game's account status if she has not been online for 7 days. Of course there is a feeling of sadness and disappointment, but I have no contact other than her game account. Continuously playing games and being in a room doesn't make me healthy. Usually at midnight, I often go out to buy magazines or snacks.

At the minimarket not far from my place. I saw the newspaper being sold. An interesting news title. "10 people disappeared without a trace in one week". This statement reminds me of Reina. I want to buy my needs and this newspaper.

Upon arrival at the rented house. I got a message from my parents. In essence, I will not get any more money. FU * K FU * K FU * K !!! I snapped in a frown. I'm very upset and angry. Shortly after, I decided to read the paper.

Explained in the paper, those who disappeared took part in a game that offered a big prize. However, the government cannot sue the game developer because it states that the developer is not responsible for the players.

Interesting. But who will want to play a very dangerous game like this. Because of money? Hah! Sure enough, life is far more valuable than money. You fool! I continued to condemn the stupidity of the people who participated in the game.

Day after day passed. The victims of the game continued to increase. But once again the government cannot do anything. Because there is no evidence that missing people who play the game have a clear connection to the game developer.

Without realizing it, the money in my deposit has run out. I'm really stuck. I have no one else. Owe? I can't do it. I'm out of mind. I need money now. But what should I do?

Considering I have no ability other than games and light exercise, it is impossible to make money to fulfill my life's needs. Shit. Shit. Shit!

My hands suddenly reached for the newspaper I had bought for a long time. I saw the name of the game. ANTAGONIST RPG. This game must be installed on a smartphone. But I know why many people are tempted by this game. Only with the registration and installation of this game you get money for 10 dollars. It really doesn't make sense. But it's not wrong to try. If it's just a hoax, just uninstall it.

ANTAGONIST RPG or often referred to as A-RPG. A game created by REALITYRIFT Corporation. This game's rating reaches 4.9. I don't know why the rating of this game is so high when it comes to a terrible case. Full of pros and cons.

After the installation is complete, I have to enter the ID card number and email address. Suddenly the hair on my neck stood up. It was the first time I saw it in a game if we had to enter a resident identity card number. Strange! Really weird! But after I considered it long enough. My fingers automatically type it. After that I have to enter an email address. I tried to enter Reina's e-mail address. I'm sure Reina won't be angry just because things are like this. << ERROR >> An email address has been used. I am surprised. So ... Reina too? But why did she join this game?

Suddenly every information in my brain fused. The first 10 victims who disappeared, A-RPG, and Reina. I'm sure that one of the first victims to disappear is Reina. I took the old newspaper and watched their faces one by one. What I guessed, Reina is a high school girl who is also named Lia. This is based on information that I have gotten from her all this time. All of our conversations used to make me conclude this.

... I do not know what to do. This is truly unexpected. With all the opposition that appears in my head, I registered. After that, my personal information appears. This is very surprising.

Shortly afterwards, a notification appeared that I would get money if I wrote down my bank account number. I also registered it. And when I check, my bank account balance increases. Holyshit! They really sent it. No wonder the rating is so high. Apparently they did not lie about this. When viewed from the UI and presentation of this game, there is nothing that interests me as a gamer.

After that, I got a new message from within the game.

From: GM

To: Natt Presmana

Subject: ARPG Prize.

Content: Thank you for installing the A-RPG. But this game is only the beginning of the big game that we provide. The total prize that can be obtained from A-RPG is $ 1,000,000. This is only a gift for those who are in Bronze Rank (Bronze Rank). Of course those who are ranked silver and gold are much higher.

Do you want to join this big game?

Player quota for this month is 30/40. Only 10 places left.

If you want to participate, Come and be the King.

Please click the link below to find out the location of registration.

<< registration location link >>

How could it be? That's what I want to say before. But I am not sure. It could be a trap or maybe a troll from GM. Surely, this is really suspicious. But now I need money. While lying down I kept thinking about following it or not.

The specified time comes. With the clothes I used to wear, I arrived there. In a port at midnight. The atmosphere here is really tense. I became doubtful. But my determination was unanimous. To find Reina and my life, I have to follow this game.

There stood a man with a fancy tuxedo and greeted me,

"Please fill in this paper and enter the ship. We don't have much time."

And after filling everything, I entered the luxurious ship. I thought this was the right decision as a friend and as a human.

But at that time I was really a fool and an idiot. Just because of money and friendship, I follow the most dangerous game I've ever played as a gamer. More precisely, the most dangerous game for a human.

A-RPG is not a Role-Playing Game.

"I will protect my loved ones even with my own life." 
A remarkable statement. A glorious principle. A trait for the heroic person in the story.

Can it be applied in A-RPG?

A game that connects humans with instincts, memories, wealth, and also death.

Amidst a long stretch for ruins, that were formed of collapsed buildings of once was a very thriving city, one man stood there with his back straight, despite his will bent, and his dreams shattered.
The blows of winds came to arouse a small cloud of dust and rubbles, moving very fast, it started to grow in size, like an ice ball, only getting larger along the side street, hitting everything on its way, gathering more rubbles on its course.
"Not again," that man, dejectedly muttered, as he turned his back to this little dusty storm, grabbed the fragile edge of his cloak, and throwing it again on his back, forming a double layered protection against this dust and rubble storm, of his tattered and already disintegrating cloak.
"When will this end?" he softly sighed, while feeling the hard rubbles hitting his back, one after another, like needles sent to torture his already suffering soul.
"Sigh, when will this end?"
He muttered again, as he took a deep, long breath, expressing the long years of suffering and humiliation he had lived through. He, who once was a mighty and well respected NPC, a sacred swordsman, who NPCs and players would seek his advice and directions, had ended up being in such a sorry and miserable state.
It didn't take five more minutes, until this frequently occurring dust storm passed him, went straight towards another street, and vanished inside it.
He raised up his head, looking to the grayish sky full of dark clouds that never rained. "When will you decide to end this?" he sighed helplessly, directing his words to no one but them, those who caused this drastic and miserable tragic shift in his life.
The developers of this game, the Titanic Revolut game developers were the ones behind all this. His once successful and glorious life transformed without any prior notice, when the developers felt how bad their game were scoring in their human life, and decided to make a twist that might attract new players' attention.
He, Gloom, was a very popular character in the game, with his very high rank, and his coded lovable character, who used to help any player or NPC seeking his guidance, was so loved by players.
The developers decided, mercilessly, to sacrifice him, throwing him off his throne, destroying his entire life; ruining all his strength, wealth, career, and even city, which was now living as a ruined tombstone, witnessing the demise of such a great man.
At the end of the day, even this kamikaze move didn't yield the desired results. In fact it did exactly the opposite, as many famous players were upset by this act, leaving the game for good, and leading a departing move towards the other more successful game, the Eternal Glory game.
Just remembering the name of this game made his heart shudder, and his body trembled faintly from deep hatred and anger. If not for this game, his life would continue flourishing, and even his current suffering wouldn't be this damned long journey of humiliation.
A distant shadow appeared from far, attracting his attention. He glanced, without much interest, to the coming player, as he guessed what that payer needed; the legendary quest of his revenge that was issued by him.
After making him lose everything in a silly, unbelievable plot, they made his own brother in arms, his closest friend, to betray him, annexing everything he once had… his power, his title, and even a city that rivaled his own.
He was left here, amidst rubbles, ruins, and dust to issue a revenge quest to any player who sought him. Even his own revenge wasn't decided by his two hands, or by his sharp, legendary sword left to rust inside its scabbard.
The day his quest would be fulfilled, would be the day of his death, as his coding would stop working, and he would die forever.
"Even death I can't have, isn't there any mercy in heavens?" he muttered with much depressed tone, arching, his already broken from defeat, back, as he watched that player coming to be near him.
It was literally impossible for the current players to fulfill this quest easily, and with the migration wave caused by the stupidity of the developers, the hope for his death date, his freedom date, was postponed forever.
As he was lost in his thoughts, the player arrived at him, as he said in greeting:
"Esteemed sacred swordsman Bloom, I have fulfilled the quest you gave me. Here is the head of the traitor, Ricard, have a look at it. Feast your eyes and quench your thirst for revenge."
The words of the player, the unexpected words jolted Bloom awake, as his body trembled violently, with his dying eyes looked, with a revived light of hope, towards the player, as he asked, in shaky tone:
"Have you really killed him? have you really finished the quest?"
"Yes, esteemed sacred swordsman, here, check this head out."
The player just tossed a head out of his inventory. Bloom recognized the agonizing face of his dear and long friend. He knew Ricard had nothing to do with treason he had, the developers and that stupid silly game of Eternal Glory did.
He didn't feel his tears flowing over his face, welling up from his already reddened eyes. It was such a dream, a final closure to all this suffering, all this pain, to this nightmare. He moved slowly to touch the head, with his tears flowing over it, cleansing the coagulated red blood and dirt from his best friend's face.
'Sorry my friend, if it was up to me, we would stay living like kings in our great ruined city,' he muttered, silently paying his respect to his oldest and closest friend.
"System prompt: player Terry the bold has finished the legendary quest: Revenge of the fallen sacred swordsman. Yo…shoul… gi… h… th…aw…"
Suddenly, the voice of the game in his mind stuttered strangely, and without any notice, the whole world in front of him darkened, like a nightfall curtain slowly and silently descending on his world, closing his chapters of long misery. It was suddenly happening, as if all the lights in this world were stolen away.
'Is this what death feels like?' he muttered, as he succumbed to his fate, not knowing his fate had already changed.
At the moment he touched the head of his lost friend, and like the mercy of heaven finally had some compassion for him, a glitch occurred at the game, at the system, at the whole world.
The next moment he opened his eyes, seeing a strange unfamiliar scene in front of him.
"What just ha…"
He stopped in his own words, as his voice had changed, drastically, to be the sound of a teenager, not exceeding sixteen years in age. He suddenly jolted awake, standing on the wooden floor, next to a small bed, inside this vast room, where everything was related to the world of games.
Posters of many games, the Titan Revolut was one of them, hung on the neatly organized small pieces of wood and rocks on the wall, met his wandering gaze. Two game capsules were present in this room, with many flyers filling the ground, unorganized, like someone threw them like that on purpose.
"What happened to me? Where am I?"
Bloom muttered, with his strange voice and tone, while he inspected his own, different than usual, body. Instead of the muscular body he always had, he now had a slim body that felt weak, as if he was now living inside a body he didn't own.
And strangely it might seem, that was what just happened to him.
"Who is this… Terry?!"
He suddenly had his mind full of memories that didn't belong to him. He even had a sudden throbbing headache pain that forced him to sit on the edge of his bed, trying to endure that massive pain. His mind was filled with things of events and knowledge he never had before.
This didn't last for five minutes, during which he had to close his eyes, trying to meditate and pray that this pain would end. When everything calmed down, he suddenly had some understanding of the place he was at, and the body his soul was in.
"This isn't me, this is the body and the life of the player who just finished my quest," he suddenly stopped, as if he realized how crazy this was, "How can I be in this human's body? How can I have all his memories?"
He didn't know the answer at once, but from the new memories in his mind he knew the true identity of this youngster. A spoiled brat of a very wealthy family, with no parents, no siblings, living the life of kings, as everything he owned was ruled by a large group of specialists, as he didn't reach the legal age yet.
Trying to sort things out, the first thing he did was to go to that laptop, opened it, entered the password he recalled from Terry's memories, and finally he was shocked when he saw the date at the remote edge of the lower bar of the screen that welcomed him.
"N-N-No way… T-T-That's im-im-impossible!"
He stuttered when he read the date, as this was literally seven years before the moment of finishing his quest. It was a memorable date in his mind, as in this night, his game, Titans Revolut, and the rival game, Eternal Glory, were launched at the same time. The two games were birthed, shoulder to shoulder, from the same point at the starting line, despite ending in two different fates.
"Is this even real?"
He couldn't believe himself until he entered the web, looked for the formal page of his game, to find the counter of the release timer showing there were still a few hours until the start of the game.
He took a deep cold breath, trying to control his raging emotions and explosive thoughts right now. Suddenly, his long desired second chance had come, the twist in fate that would grant him a second beginning, another chance, had finally arrived, in the most unexpected way ever.
"Thank you, thank you," he muttered, with great gratitude, to no one but the entity that gave him this precious chance. His tears flew down his cheeks without knowing that, and when he did, he hurriedly wiped them out before thinking deeply about his current situation.
"Should I enter my game then?" he muttered, as he looked towards the two capsules lying silently on the floor, waiting for him to use them. One was the capsule of his game, with the simple logo of the game on its front.
As for the other one, it was for the rival game, the one which ruined his game, and doomed his past life. He clenched his fists, so tightly, that he even heard a popping sound and felt some pain.
"No," he firmly shook his head, "fate didn't grant me this chance to do nothing regarding what would happen to my game," he added, as he loosened his fist grip, his attention returned to the laptop, and started searching for another site.
The name of the Eternal Glory game appeared in front of his face.
During the long, lonely, dark, and gloomy days of his past miserable years, he had nothing to do but to watch the developers chat inside the game. They always talked about two things, two things only, the Eternal Glory game's latest developments, and lamenting, like losers, on their bad luck.
He knew this had nothing to do with luck; simply the developers of his game made a grave mistake, launching the game earlier than planned, for fear of the dominance of the Eternal Glory game.
A game poorly developed, with many mistakes and glitches would be a doomed game, especially when facing a constant comparison with such a giant and perfectly executed game.
He checked the website of the Eternal Glory game, and he knew there was only two hours remaining for the official release. The door was opened for players to enter the welcoming festival, so he signed in using Terry's name, before confirming he was registered in the game, then he changed the name of the character to be his true name… Bloom.
He then stood up, walked in slow steps towards the game capsule of the Eternal Glory game, with the logo elegantly engraved on the outer surface of the whole capsule, in the middle of a large, life-like, exciting picture of a heated up war scene inside the game.
"Even the outer capsule design showed the great difference between the two," he muttered, with no feeling or impression at all, before he touched the outer interface of the capsule by his thumb, to open and find a luxurious comforting game red interior waiting for him.
He didn't delay as he lied down, pushed the closure button of the game capsule, before he watched it closing on his face.
"Let's go inside and wreck this game," he muttered, with a firm resolve as he decided the future plan of his. Fate had given him a second chance, not to live his life comfortably, but to stand up, and change everything.
Even if his game wasn't on par with this masterpiece, things shouldn't be that bad for his beloved game, for his home. He took on his shoulders the mission to enter the Eternal Glory game, and be the glitch no one had ever expected, ruining and wrecking havoc of anything that might help that game to stand out, to be exceptional.
"Let's see how this game would look like after I finish with it," he murmured, while the flash, bright light obliterated his eyes, and his consciousness seeped slowly, and smoothly inside the game.

-Please make sure to check my other novel: MY SOLO SYSTEM- It's a story about a shameless, wicked, and a twisted player who seeks to destroy everything inside a new VR game to prove his beliefs right and achieve his goals.

**Two virtual reality games started at the same time. After seven years, one game was thriving and became a world phenomenon, and the other was considered a total failure.
Bloom was an NPC at the failed game. He had his life destroyed by the game developers’ one wrong decision. For years he hated two things in his entire doomed, miserable life; the game developers, and the other successful game, known as: Eternal Glory.
In an unbelievable twist of fate, he was reincarnated seven years back, to the time where the two games started, inside the body of a human player. He decided to use his past life memories and enter the successful game to destroy everything that made it that successful.
What turn of fate would he end up at? Will he succeed in ruining the Eternal Glory game? Will he change his mind? Let’s find this out together…

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“Isn’t he the player to trigger that legendary mainline quest? I will kill him, and make him lose the sacred item of the quest!”
“Isn’t this the place where players will find the crucial magic ore for healing the shrine sacred relic? I will take it and throw it away! No more mainline quests to be completed under my watch!”

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"level 1 cleared","level 2 cleared","Boss assassinated". 
"Ah... This game is so boring gah ...every son of a bitch game is so boring...these are so easy ...."
This is the story of my life, my boring life. Gaming is all i can do. I'm literally the boss of every single game. My codename is Arkred127. I don't really know but this name seemed fun .
Is there no one who can compete with me ,the legend,AHAHAHA...(evil laugh).
Computer,consoles are the things i cannot live without. I'm surrounded by computers. But games are now so boring yet i can't leave them.
"How nice it would be if i could just enter in the game then Bam!Boom!"
Enter the game how nice ! Whatever. If you want to live you just need games and food what else do you need . 
This world seems so boring. No excitement at all. I can only get it from gaming.
After taking a sip from the juice can near the computer ,i again started playing games . 
"logged in as Arkred"
"Starting the game in 1,2,3.....Game begin....2157901 players are in game."
"Level 1 cleared 
Level 2 cleared....
.....
Level Boss cleared"-all these words were floating on the screen of his computer.
Ah.... Easy... 
No one can beat me huh... that's.... Somehow boring . But still can't  really stop playing, can i ? And i don't even want anyone to beat me. It'll only hurt my pride. First class player.... So much pride i have about it. Of course i should have it. And it's not like I'm exaggerating . It is how it is.
My life was so surrounded by games and all. Until that day... The day my life became so adventurous. But suddenly.....no it still was adventurous.
Game was my life and it is still my life. I'm literally addicted. This addiction is so lit. 
Hmm....but still I can't live without food, can i? I have to it sometimes. Can't help it.
I went out wearing my hoodie. Went to the nearer convenient store.
"Mom! mom !i want that toy. Mom please buy me that one.mom"
And there was this annoying kid at the counter in front of me on the line. It's so annoying. Just let me go first then.....i wasn't this annoying of a kid when i was a kid. However.....
At the road there was a dog, a big dog, a....uhm unchained dog and unfortunately i stepped on it's tail and.....then i had to run faster faster....it was somewhat like a game , wasn't it?.... let's leave it. I'm just going to some weird places.

After arriving at home, something was off. Didn't i turned off the computer?maybe not..
There was a notification window floating on the computer screen.
The language was unknown. What was it i thought. 
Some weird virus are you? Challenging me?i have to defeat it fast. It'll be an easy job. 
I clicked the notification window. This time another window came on the screen in my language. Huh? 
"Enter the world of the game. Do you wanna play ? Yes or no."
Is it just a game notification? Then what's wrong with playing...
"Yes "-i clicked.
.....
I opened my eyes. It was all black. The starting of my adventurous life,my game life. 
A window floating in the mid-air in front of me. 
"Log in as-____."
Log in as... What? Wasn't i in my room ? Is it some kind of dream ? Am i dreaming? If this is a dream then it'll hurt so bad , wouldn't it? Maybe it's not..
"AHAHAHAHAHA....this is what i needed . This is it . It's real now . So much real."
However the log in window floating in the mid-air was still there. I touched the window then the keyboard appear on the window. The keyboard had the same language as before.
"What is this?huh? i don't understand . Where is the settings icon ?hey ..... I don't understand this language. Translate it into mine..this system of ot is damn annoying . Annoying shit. The log in window was english so what happened now ?Ah whatever."
Let's just skip it. I tried to swap the window and it worked. It went to another window. It seemed accessory window...
"Okay it seems i got a dagger ,an old one . Light colored dagger ?does it show some kind of level ?"
Another window appear . Seemed like countdown. Is it starting? Ah... It seemed a little bit annoying that i didn't know the language . Was it some short of level ? Then what level am i right now?Zero?F? Or is there any kind of level? I didn't know anything about the game. They didn't show any trailer though. In this case it's adventurous. Not knowing anything.

I still remember the first day of my game life ,you can say my whole game life . And also another event where i still had my pride unwavering.

The game started . The dark place turned into a forest . I took my dagger out in case something appeared.
 Suddenly i heard a voice . It wasn't even a boy's or a girl's. Again that weird language. But the voice. I felt like i could understand a bit . It was saying,"Reach here to me." Is it challenging me? (Smirk)
 "Are you? Do you even dare ?"

GRRRRRRR....
A monster looking thing came behind me . It's size was small. Low leveled monster. Swinged the dagger on it with as much agility as i had. 
But it didn't die. I had to swing again. After i defeated it, the window appeared again. Again that same language. Seemed XP added or level up ? It shouldn't be level up cause it shouldn't be an easy game. It didn't seem like that . However, i can grasp something from here that i have to level up. And these monsters will help me. 
I should check the body of the monster if i can find something useful.
"Gah... Nothing at all. Leave it. i should move now..."











"I still remember the first day of my game life ,you can say my whole game life . And also another event where i still had my pride unwavering."
A story of a gamer about his game life he is being controlled or he is controlling.
***A little bit of spoiler-
"Why is this happening ?Why do we have to suffer?"

The old voice continued.

『 People of the world 』
『 The Apocalypse has come, calamities erupting all over the world, your fate is no better than
an ant in a tsunami. Insignificantly small and not in your control 』
『 Do you want to change your fate? 』
『 Struggle, keep on moving forward among the bloodshed, as only the strong has the right to survive 』
『 If you wish to become eternal, then challenge it. Once you succeed, you shall gain eternal life itself! 』
『 The third Game of Eternal, will now accept your entrance! 』

As soon as he finished, a large line of text popped up in front of every person in the world.

[Do you want to sign up to gain eternal life?]
[Yes][No]

Gu Qing Shan instantly chose [No].

"Impartial Goddess"

[I'm here sir]

"Have the last line that the Murder Clown said broadcast again to everyone in the world"

[Understood]

2 seconds later.

Once again, every Holo-Brain in the world turned on by itself and projected a screen in the air.

The Murder Clown's nightmarish appearance once again show itself before them.

[Ladies, and gentlemen, please keep this in mind. Anyone that enters the Game of Eternal will have but a single fate, and that is ---------DEATH!]

As the Murder Clown finished, the footage stopped, but didn't go away.

The invitation from the Game of Eternal was silently floating in front of everyone.

But next to them, their Holo-Brains were lit up, displaying the Murder Clown with a smile that was not a smile, cold and inexplicable, citing a deep sense of fear and unease in everybody.

At this moment, humanity was hesitant.

If they enter the Game of Eternal and win, they'll naturally receive eternal life.

--------but as they leave, they'll die at the hand of the Murder Clown.

The creature calling itself the Murder Clown could control every Holo-Brain in the world.

To compare the degree of unbelievability, the Clown was even slightly winning against the Game of Eternal.

Because Holo-Brains were machines. Machines were unlike humans, they did not get confused and fooled by their perception.

When faced with two equally inexplicable existences, it became very hard to choose.

No matter how much one desired eternal life, when faced with two equally strange choices full of unknown variables, anyone would have to think deeply before picking one.

Suddenly, without any warning, the Game of Eternal responded.

The voice old was using a much more solemn tone than before.

『 A damned flea is standing against the people's desire for eternal life 』
『 No, we shall not allow for such a situation! 』
『 This time's Game of Eternal shall be specifically for the elite of elites 』
『 Have you ever been in a battle? Are you undefeated? Are you a Professionist? 』
『 Are you someone standing at the very top, a powerful existence that observes the people? 』
『 If you are such an existence, then you are hereby invited to today's challenge of the elite! 』
『 We shall help you obtain eternal life 』
『 A clown will always be a clown. In the face of powerful eternal existences, it could only ever tremble in fear 』
『 Don't hesitate, come, join our challenge 』
『 As the strong and powerful, you deserve eternal life! 』

---------what?
The participation requirements changed?

Many Professionists quickly made up their minds.

A few decided to stand by and keep watching, while others chose to accept the challenge without any hesitation.

On the S.W. Divine Temple, Gu Qing Shan was also shocked.

"That's strange, it had never done that before"

He silently thought about it.

The Game of Eternal changed its own rules, that was a thing that never happened even once in the past life.

Probably, in the past life, the Game of Eternal was so well-received that countless people went mad over it, so it didn't face anything that required it to change.

But in this life, as soon as humanity knew about the Game of Eternal, they also got pressured by the Murder Clown.

The Game of Eternal was afraid it wouldn't have any souls to consume, so it changed its rules, to filter out participants to a certain degree.

"This type of filtering will ensure the participants are all cruel and powerful people" Zhang Ying Hao commented.

"Seems like it wants to settle this with us once and for all" Liao Xing also commented.

After a while.

The old voice was heard once again:
『 The warriors who are up to the challenge has appeared 』
『 Randomly drawing from all participants of this world, a total of 7634 people has been selected』
『 Seems like all there are many powerful Professionists of this world who desires eternal life 』

The old voice sounds a bit disappointed but excited at the same time.

Disappointed because to deal with the Murder Clown, they couldn't help but put a restriction on people that are participating, leading to the clear decrease of participants this time around.

But it was excited because all of them were powerful Professionists, so the quality will be much better than before.

While under the threat of the Murder Clown, there were still so many people who joined, clearly showing the allure of eternal life.

These powerful Professionists didn't care for anyone else's lives, they only wanted to obtain eternal life for themselves.

The old voice was highly raised.

『 After the intense battle, we shall meet our final winner 』
『 And the winner shall receive eternal life, together with other exciting rewards 』
『 Bystanders, you may view the battle of the elites in this arena by closing your eyes 』
『 Let us all wait with bated breath for this exciting competition! 』
『 Now, let the challenge of the elites. BEGIN! 』

In the arena, all 7634 challengers were without a doubt, powerful. There were hardly any of them that are weaker than Ou Yang Fei Yu.

After witnessing the Murder Clown's power, they were confident that they were able to at least escape with their lives from his pursuit.

A few of them were estimated to be even stronger than the Murder Clown.

As powerful fighters, having achieved so much in their lives, they had no interest in things that most others would beg to have.

The only desire that tickled their heartstrings anymore was something as grand as eternal life.

But this battle of the elites didn't have any Martial Saint or other fighters of the same caliber.

There were very few Martial Saints in the world, and every other fighter of the same caliber were famous people that humanity knew by heart through hearing their names so much.

They were all true powerful people with absolute authority, not only were they still suspicious of this Game of Eternal that appeared out of nowhere, there was even the Murder Clown that was muddling up the water, so they chose to keep watching and not participate in it yet.

In the arena.

The floor tiles flipped around one by one, as numerous cold weapons appeared on the ground one by one.

All Professionists began their mad dash to take the initiative.

And the killing began shortly after.

On the S.W. Divine Temple, the four people all closed their eyes to watch the battle.

"Seems like they're all quite powerful" Zhang Ying Hao commented.

"Hm, a pair of twins, about Martial Eminence rank peak, almost reaching Martial Saint" Ye Fei Li frowned and spoke.

The three of them looked around and quickly found the two he was talking about.

Their combination was flawless, easily scoring kill after kill. Their method was cruel, but very efficient.

Countless corpses had already fallen at their feet.

Ye Fei Li's current stage of evolution was the same rank as a Martial Saint, but since Man Killer Fiends were naturally 1 stage weaker than Professionists, he was just barely as strong as this pair of twins.

In order words, if this pair of twins were to win, with Ye Fei Li's current strength, there was no way for him to kill them.

"When someone becomes the champion, the Game of Eternal will make them even stronger" Gu Qing Shan estimated.

"Isn't this just cheating? Changing the rules of the game at the last minute like that" Liao Xing spoke in annoyance.

They all went silent.

No one was a fool here, they all understood very well that if a powerful Professionist were to win and receive a boost of strength from the game, Ye Fei Li might even be defeated by them in return.

His time of growth was simply too short.

When faced against the strongest powerhouses of this world, Ye Fei Li still had no way to win against them through brute force.

If the winner of the game returns to reality, and the Murder Clown isn't able to become a threat to them, then the Game of Eternal wins.

Countless Professionists will gladly step over the corpse of the clown to get their ticket into the Game of Eternal.

Gu Qing Shan contemplated for a bit, then asked Ye Fei Li: "How much longer until your next evolution?"

Ye Fei Li thought about it, then answered: "After killing the Plague Man Killer Fiend, then Ou Yang Fei Yu, I probably need to kill another Man Killer Fiend that's about as strong as the Plague Man Killer Fiend to evolve"

"Then we'll leave now, let's kill a few powerful Man Killer Fiends so you can quickly evolve" Gu Qing Shan immediately followed up for him.
"Impartial Goddess, show me the few current strongest Man Killer Fiends"

[Extracting information now] Impartial Goddess replied.

Information on two different Man Killer Fiends was shown on the screen.

"Very well, we'll go kill this one"

Gu Qing Shan pointed at a mountain of corpses and decided.

On the mountain of corpses, numerous black Man Eater Fiends were happily eating their fill, while a fat Man Killer Fiend stood atop of the mountain, roaring in excitement.

In front of the mountain of corpses, a city was beginning to show itself.

"I'll leave now" Ye Fei Li said.

"I'll come with you" Gu Qing Shan also said.

"You're going too?"

"Hm, having two people is more efficient -------and we're racing against the clock with that damn game"

"Racing against the clock?"

"That's right, the people who are participating in this time's Game of Eternal are all Professionists, they're killing people very quickly"
…
The small-sized Interstellar Warship whizzed past the layer of clouds and headed towards a certain city.

[Sir Gu Qing Shan, Mr.Ye Fei Li, please be prepared for battle, we'll reach the destination very soon] Impartial Goddess reported.

Ye Fei Li stood up and asked: "How are we going to do this?"

"You deal with the Man Killer Fiend first, I'll weed out the black Man Eater Fiends and then join you" Gu Qing Shan answered.

"When you put it that way, it sounds a bit like we're playing a game" Ye Fei Li commented.

"It's a game alright, one that will decide the life and death of this planet" Gu Qing Shan replied.

"There are quite a few black Man Eater Fiends. Make sure not to get bitten by them or I'll have no choice but to kill you" Ye Fei Li warned him.

"You're a Man Killer Fiend so you're not really afraid of their bites right?" Gu Qing Shan asked him back.

"I don't mind one or two bites, not to mention --------"

Ye Fei Li made a gesture.

The Mech parts rose from under him, latching onto his body piece by piece, quickly forming an armor.

The Murder Clown has appeared once again.

An inexplicably eerie voice came from behind the mask: [They're not going to be able to bite me even if they wanted to. You on the other hand, can't be bitten even once]

The cabin opened as the Warship began to slow down.

"Who would've thought there would actually be someone that's worried I'll be zombified…" saying so, Gu Qing Shan walked step by step towards the open cabin door.

Suddenly, an antique-looking light golden armor appeared behind him from thin air.


The end of all worlds approach.
The Demon King Order harvests lives from all manners of living beings.
Within this darkness full of despair, a single person bypassed Space-time and returned to before the world collapsed, determined to change the fate of the past.
But as time went by, he gradually found that the Apocalypse isn’t quite as simple as he thought…
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Translator: La0o9
Link to the WAO glossary page for possible confusing terminologies, a short character list and overall minor spoilers (I recommend not to check the page out until you reach the latest chapter): 
https://otakutl.blogspot.com/2020/02/wao-glossary.html


The room was dimly lit by a scant few candles, oranges and yellows danced on the mossy green of concrete walls in my basement. Excited for what this game had in store, I picked up the pair of six-sided dice. My friend, James, was shaking a bit, palms sweaty, breathing heavy. His blonde hair was ragged and his glasses were foggy, hazing out his usually green eyes. He was never well with the prospect of the paranormal. He and I had only met a few months ago, bonding over our shared love for games. He sat to my right as I looked down at the game board, a crudely but plank of wood. Despite it's old age, anyone would think it had been recently made. This game, from what I know, has been around for nearly three hundred years, yet I could never find a name.

My friend and I found it about a week ago in my Grandfather's attic, and the excitement to play it had never left my mind. We, well I, decided to bring it home and take the board and dice to my basement. The rules were burned on the back, and I had memorised them for this day. They were quite simple if I'm being honest. To start the game, one must wield the oak and birch dice. The name of the wielder will appear on the board when the player feels they are ready. Just like that, two words burned themselves into the wood, Kai Kirschen. Next, three numbers will appear on the board just as the name had. Smoke rose from the board as three numbers burned onto it: an eight, a six, and a five. There are three rounds, in order to win, the player must match one of the numbers every round.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" James said, hesitant to stop me. "We don't know what this could do to us."

"There shouldn't be a problem," I said. "The rules haven't lied yet, which means we already know what will happen."

"But, w-why do you want to do this?" His voice shook.

"Because I like winning." This was an understatement, I absolutely loved the sensation of victory, that warm and fuzzy feeling one gets when they accomplish something or overcome something.

"A life isn't worth a gamble though, if the back of the game is telling the truth, then if you lose..." He grew silent.

"I lose my life, I know, but I won't lose."

"How can you be so sure!? This isn't some rock-paper-scissors game, or-or-or some round of Go Fish!"

"I've never lost a game since I was five." I smiled at him. "I'll be fine."

The back had said the cost of losing to the game was the very life of the player themself. I believed so anyways, the wording was awkward. "The losing party wielding the dice shall the deed of the dead," is what was written. This was the only part that confused me, but I deduced that it had meant they, being the player, would die. The prize for winning on the other hand, we had no idea. It wasn't written anywhere, not a single mention of it. I didn't care. I just wanted to win. My father had taught me that victory could and always would be a reward in and of itself. That, and to never cheat. I'm sorry, father.

The dice rolled in my hands, excitement and curiosity kept building up inside of me. I rolled the two dice onto the board. The world felt to like it slowed, I could feel every centimeter the dice fell, like a graceful dance. The knocking of wood on wood as they hit the board and slowly rolled and toppled over each other. The clacking echoed in my mind, bringing me this nostalgic feel that other board games always had. It still... The dice finally hit their stopping point, the birch showing four dots and the oak showing two.

"Yes!" I yelled. The hype in my bones still hadn't settled. I looked around to see the room had filled with a strange mist. James had stopped shaking; he had stopped moving entirely. Thoughts like "what's going on" and "what happened" raced through my head. I couldn't even see his eyes.

"Game Time." I swung my head to my left, hearing an odd voice.

"Who's there?" I asked, fear and confusion finally creeping in on my back. The feeling of the mist getting heavier made my skin crawl. I tried to stand, putting every ounce of strength into my legs, but to no avail.

"You cannot leave, not yet." The voice spoke once more. Not yet, those words had nested into my head. Could I only leave if I beat the game? I looked down at my now shaking hand, the two wooden dice knocking on each other. Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling. On reflex, my hand opened, dropping the dice. The board had three new numbers: seven, ten, and three. The dice rolled on the table with their beautiful song, now an agonizing plea. A new stress rooted its way into my heart as my breath hitched and slowed, unable to to take my eyes off the dice. The oak landed on three dots, the birch, thankfully, landed on four. I breathed a heavy sigh of relief as the numbers faded from the board.

"Heh." I had to chuckle to myself, just to try and lessen the weight of the room upon me. I heard the faint whistling of wind, so I took another look around me to ensure this was still real, yet for my fragile pride to take a hit, I had seen nothing. The room had gone entirely black, yet I could still see me. I could still see the dice, the board, and the lit candles. Everything else seemed to disappear into mist or smoke. I shook as my friend was no longer there.

"Don't look away." I felt these words come from behind, yet I couldn't turn. "Pick up the dice; keep playing or suffer." Desperately, I shot hand towards the dice and grabbed them; my shoulder stung from the mere action, my eyes grew tired. I didn't understand what was going on. Why had my friend disappeared? Why did the room turn black? Why was it hard to breathe? Those thoughts terrified me. I had no idea what to do.

I felt the room, or what was left of it, quake. "Throw the dice." Continue was the first thought I had. Keep playing, must play, keep playing, must win. Follow direction. My hand began to shake again. I felt like a prisoner in my own body, I hadn't known whether or not I was being moved, or moving on my own. Every fear, every nightmare I could remember crept into mind as my breath quickened. The final numbers burned into the board: twelve, eleven, and two.

"What!?" I mustered the strength to speak. These numbers were the hardest to get in a roll. What do I aim for? Should I go for eleven? twelve and two are impossible right now. I need eleven, I need eleven, I need eleven, I need eleven. My hand opened as the dice flew out for a final time, rolling on nothingness. Everything went silent, that whistle from earlier had gone silent, the knocking of the dice had gone silent. I heard my heart beat. I heard my breath. i didn't hear my thoughts.

The pressure of the air felt like it would suffice to me, no matter how fast or slow I could breathe. I felt heavy, like my body was falling asleep, waiting for the dice to show their numbers. Just on cure, the landed on six. The birch dot bounced and rolled, slowly revealing the fifth side so many times. My mind clinged to that sliver of hope, just so I could throw away this game. Should I though? Victory once gives way for victory once more. Should I get rid of it? What if I don't? I must. I want to win. I want to live. Why can't I... The birch die landed, my hope shattered like a window with a brick thrown through it as the number was shown.

"No, no, no no no..." My voice fell silent as tears flowed freely down my cheeks. The room had gone, the air had gone, even my friend had gone... and now... "James... No, I'm sorry for not listening... Life isn't w-worth... i-isn't worth... What have I-I..." The numbers faded from the board one last time, black smoke rose from the board as a red line burned through my name.

"You have lost. Now your life is forfeit." The voice returned. I didn't even turn to look for it, I couldn't, I shouldn't. The flame on each candle grew brighter, smoke and flame began to swirl around me. "You will be punished accordingly." Accordingly? What did that mean? "You have lost the game, but played no tricks. Despite your low odds, you continued. You held onto every hope you had left, and braved through until the end. Your punishment must be relative to your deeds."

"Who... W-Who's there?" My voice cracked, curious, yet scared for my life.

"We matter not, what matters is you." The room spun as darkness and light mixed and mingled with each other. A black space appeared in front of me, just above the board. "Through this game, you showed your true nature. You continued to play, knowing the risk, not even considering a reward. Your life will be consumed by just that. Your pleasure of winning turned into a gluttonous prison that hungers for victory; victory higher than any cost until your mind is filled with nothing but vile deeds. You will become your own prison as you act upon these rules. You will no longer live as a human, but as a monster that must live the deadliest game of life."

Something wasn't right. Wasn't I supposed to die? I was confused and scared, many thoughts ran through my mind again. Too many to remember and recall, except for one: what did the losing condition actually mean? Again, I thought about it, and yet I still came to the same conclusion. What else could it possibly mean? What does a game have to do with death, how does this punishment even connect to it?

The black space, what I can only describe as a ball to this day, floated towards me and into my chest. The worst pain I had ever felt had taken me. I doubled over in pain, hands over my rapidly beating heart. I pushed my forehead as hard into the solid nothingness where the board sat. My shoes scuffed and screeched as they ran and pushed into what was previously a floor. I wanted to scream as tears now streamed from my eyes, to take my heart and hold it to stop the beating, to do anything to take my mind off this pain. I could hear these words in my head: "If you manage to survive the trials life has in store for you, then we shall think secondly on what you have suffered today. If you don't survive, then you lose. This game was just one of many that you will fave. You will wake once your mind and body have healed from this predicament, but your life will never be the same again. The real game will begin once you wake. We bid thee farewell." I bolted up as my back arched, this feeling of a thousand needles forcing themselves into my spine. I opened my mouth and let loose a silent, wordless screech for help. I collapsed and hit my head on something solid. My ears rung with a high pitched tone and my body cramped, pulling in on itself as I went silently.

The final thing I heard on that night was a gasp from my right. A single sentence surfaced within my thoughts: life is a game, and the only way to win is not to live, but to survive. This rule must not be broken, even by others.

I'm sorry.

Games have power over man, whether it for fun: to take our time, or to prove something: to take our minds. We live, day by day, playing this game, but who is there to make sure we follow the rules?



This is the first story I've posted here, but it's not the first piece of writing I've done. Big possibility this is just a one-shot. If there are any grammar mistake or tense mistakes, feel free to say so. Thanks for reading.

July 24, 2020 Despite all this, in a house devoid of any furniture and utensils of life, we could see a middle-aged man sitting at a computer.  "Great!...I'll finally finish this damn game!"  His computer screen displays a final mission message.  [Kill the Lord of the Eternal Abyss] This was a very famous MMORPG game.  "HUMAN SURVIVAL" Although the title sounded very lame, it was a very good game, but that wasn't what made it famous, no. ... Rather what made it famous was that it was a very addictive and very trollish game.  

It was a game in which the player had only one life, that's right, only one life!  Anyway, it was a shitty game, without reviving or opening another account, the game would not allow you to get another character.  

There are many people who made their theory about the engineers whose programming allowed to detect the player, many even wanted to hack the game.  But it all ended in vain, the story, the graphics, the controls, everything in this game was very amazing, it left the other MMORPG games behind.  

However because the player only had one life it made millions of players curse the creators.  But nothing of this matters to the middle-aged man.since he is the last player still playing the crappy game of a single life, even though I sacrifice millions of players and NPCs.  

The final mission is about to end "No, no, no!"Suddenly a message appeared on his screen [You are DEAD] "Shit!"He quickly tried to detect and try to replay the game, but all in vain.  

"What a shitty game!.... How come this company doesn't go bankrupt?" Yes, it was a shitty game, but a very good shitty game, he had to admit it, after playing it for 3 years, every day, every mission was unique, with a story and impeccable graphics, so much so that once he believed he was the character and he was in a life and death struggle, making his blood boil.  "Ha" Releasing a sigh may be the middle-aged man closed his eyes, although he was angry at the loss of his character, he was actually just playing it out of boredom.  

*Ring As he wondered what to do today, the phone in his pocket began to vibrate.  "Who is it?" "I have a job" Just with these words the middle-aged man smiled, at least there was a place to release some of his resentment.  "Well" After carrying out 20 years as a hit man on the loose, I no longer see his job as a curse, rather now what seems like just another job to be found in the world.  Although I've been in the trade for 20 years it was rare, even he believed it himself, since most are dead or have already retired.  

Because of the dangers most of them do not spend more than 5 years as an assassin, most of them die or are betrayed.  

By sheer luck he has lived more than 20 years in the trade. Maybe it's his good karma?  Even though he is an assassin he was not a man of stone, he always determined that good deeds bring good benefits, with that in mind he would donate half of his soil to orphanages or animal rescue, he determined that with that his sins at least successfully alleviated a little, he never succeeded in donating to a church since as an assassin he has seen something more than just an ordinary person so he decided to to help in another way, but like all assassins, the day of death came. 

Although the mission turned out to be an ordinary one, in the end it turned out to be a trap set by his enemy.  Being surrounded by several snipers the man remained silent, throwing the cigarette to the ground, he looked up to the sky "Shoot!"  *Bang, Bang After a few explosions, he was on the ground still looking up at the sky, he did not resist as it was an inevitable day he had to face.  "At least, I would have liked to have finished that shitty game" muttering those words the middle aged man closed his eyes. 

"FINALLY THAT FUCKER DIED!" Seeing the middle-aged man fall to the ground,one of the snipers approached the now motionless body.  "HAHAHAHAHA, HE'S DEAD!" his body trembled with joy at seeing his worst enemy on the ground, but his happiness didn't last long.  *Tick, Tock A faint clockwork sound came from the medium man's body, causing the sniper's smile to freeze.  

"YOU'RE A FUCKING GAMMAAAAAAA!"  *BOMM After screaming at the top of his lungs, what was heard was the activation of a bomb and its explosion brought down the building they were in.  

Yes the middle-aged man's name was Gamma Sprout, a murderer and also a damned one, who didn't mind implanting a bomb in his body that would explode when his heart exploded, in short he was a bastard who didn't mind taking his enemy to the grave with him.

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What if by playing a game you win the lottery of a second life?
And reincarnate in Naruto's world with the power of the worst Spirit.
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Note:I Don't own this Fanfic it's from De_Leon, I just translate it to english the original fanfic of this is spanish.
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I will upload 2 chapter weeks, tell me guys if my translating is bad

"Do I become the protagonist of the game, or the emperor that stands above all"
 Li Si looked at the time displayed on the smart wristband and couldn't help but fall into deep contemplation.

 He lucky enough to cross once, but he not only crossed, but also reborn.
 Although this rebirth was planned by himself, in fact, the chance of success is not even one hundred millionth, and it can almost be said to look completely at the face.
 If he had no choice, he wouldn't dare to use that crude time machine.

 And I don't know whether it is the protagonist's luck or the material used by the time machine. The time he returned was exactly three years ago, when "Earth OL" was officially opened.
 "Earth OL" is a virtual game, yes, it is the kind that is common in previous online games, and according to the usual routines that happen in the future, the strength of the characters in this game can be brought back to reality in the later period.

 In the previous life, he accidentally participated in the internal test of this game. The game was an exact replica of earth where the player had to maintain their lives and earn money at jobs to sustain themselves

 But he found that this is not an ordinary earth background at all, because in the game earth he found Stark Industries, Osborne Industries, Baxter foundation and so on

 These words, which he is familiar with, can no longer be familiar. At that time, he understood that this game was not a management game to experience second life at all, but a bunch of world combined

 More importantly, although the world he traversed to is also called the earth (second life), it is said to be the earth after a catastrophe. Although a highly developed civilization has been re-established. 
 
 The next thing is simple, He joined the military after the official opening of the service and got the hulk serum and fused with it successfully.

 It's a pity that the player's strength can only be brought back to reality in the latter part of the game, but someone said not all the strength was perfect and it caused trouble when it was brought  back into reality. The hulk was always angry and anger can led to disasters

 Because he had too many enemies, so he can only hide in Tibet in the real world.
 Finally, he got the time gem and space gem in the game due to the familiarity of the plot and pinned his hopes on making a the time machine made of the two gems.

 The thing is uses two infinite gems and a three-dimension product. The device is based on the theories of several physicists in the game. 

 
 The official version of the game cabin  should also be here by now."
 Looked at the time, Li Si got up and walked towards the door.

 Even if the time that the game warehouse is sent is even three years later, he still remembers it clearly, because after the internal test of the previous life found that the game is the beautiful world, he spent seconds waiting for the official game warehouse.  Every minute is spent watching the clock.

 The original excitement is still fresh in memory, but now there is only peace left.

 Li Si walked silently to the door, and the doorbell rang just as expected. It was a thin man wearing a black vest with the starry sky logo printed on the door.

 Followed by a small transport robot behind the man. The transport robot and a forklift-like robot arm carried a large cardboard box.

 "Hello, I am a Star World Game Company service man to send you the game equipment, do you need me to install it for you?"

 The man said.
 "No need, just help me put it in the room, I install it myself."

 Liz shook his head and refused, pointing to his room.
   "Ok."

 The thin little man nodded, directing the transport robot to put the game cabin in Lisi's room, and then walked to Lisi again:

 "Mr., this is the receipt list, please check it. In addition, in view of the deactivation of the closed beta helmet

Our company has a trade-in discount for internal test players, If you have a beta gaming helmet, you can give it to me for recycling!  After confirming no damage, the company will refund part of the purchase money.  "

 "No more, I am not short of money. The helmet during the internal test is going to be kept as a memorial."

 Lisi Liluo signed on the harvest list, then handed it over.

 "So bother, I wish you a happy game."

 The thin man didn't say much when he saw this. He slightly motioned his jaw and turned to leave.
 Looking at the employees of Star World left, Li Si smiled and turned around to find a lot of tools and a black helmet full of metal texture.

 "It was just a waste discovery, but I didn't expect it to work in my hands!"

 Lisi used a screwdriver to disassemble the black helmet, removed a chip the size of a fingernail from the dense circuit board, and watched the crystal as if it were sapphire, showing a smile that was like emotion.

 He didn't know what material this chip was made of, but he knew the function of this chip. The true virtual mode of "Earth OL" is based on this chip.

Although the internal test helmet does not enable this mode, both hardware and software are actually built into this function, but it is hidden and not enabled. The official version of the game warehouse has removed this part of the hardware.

 This kind of hidden thing is not even known to the star game company that represents this game. It was not discovered by a technology player until more than two years later.

 But it is different now. With this chip, the full true virtual mode turned on in advance can make him a big step ahead of everyone at the starting line.

The bugape race had just about survived the mass extinction. Now a small tribe, they huddled together and settled down in a particular locality. They were no longer found everywhere, as they had been before, which made it convenient for Xu Zhi to secretly change the terrain in the sandbox again without anyone noticing.
First, he picked a spot and poured in manure like cow dung and chicken poop. This was followed by water, and he then stirred in some withered branches and dead leaves and mixed them well. This would start to decay and become fertile mud, which would, in turn, be fermented by microorganisms, creating methane gas, and eventually turning into a slimy, miry swamp.
Then he put the "Evil Eye" creature into the swamp where it was going to live.
There was no competition here.
Even if it was weak, it could still survive and reproduce in great numbers. Besides, Xu Zhi had already provided it with the environment to develop. Whether it could become the first witless monster in this sandbox land and turn into something similar to the Evil Eye found in the Cthulhu Mythos really depended on it itself.
If it failed, Xu Zhi had nothing to lose. To him, it would just be another species that had appeared out of thin air on this plot of land. If it failed to evolve well, the possibility of it becoming extinct was still extremely high.
After all, the eyeball took up two-thirds of its entire body. So many nutrients were supplied to the eyeball, yet it was unable to play a useful role. The only fate that awaited it was naturally to be eliminated by the other species. Mother Nature was incomparably cruel in this sense.
The next morning, Xu Zhi behaved as usual, sitting with both legs in the air in a very leisure manner. He was seated in his yard, munching on apples, while idly talking to himself as though he was performing a stand-up comedian's monologue.
"I'd say, it's useless for me to work all by myself behind closed doors, so oblivious to the world and its needs. The others out there are really just full of surprises. Take this weird, big-eyed monster for instance… Sometimes, I hate myself for not being able to fit into the world because I'm just not simple enough. It's practically impossible for me to evolve something as bizarre as this oddball species."
As he scoffed at his situation, he looked at the small sandbox and was really surprised to see that the entire miniature sandbox that he had created for evolution was filled to the brim!
It had reached the maximum number that he had set for the sandbox, with a hundred spores living and evolving inside.
The limit of this sandbox was set at a maximum of one hundred people.
One hundred people was considered few, but Xu Zhi had no intention of allowing many people in. It was, after all, only meant to be a casual niche sandbox game for people to provide him with inspiration.
It was not really a game for them to play and was not something to entertain them. Was there any need to make this such a big thing?
But Xu Zhi had not expected it to become so popular. It had only been a day, yet the sandbox's server was already full.
He was very curious, so he looked online and found the very first one about his experiment. This was the post that all the others in the thread had originated from. It was what had caused the outburst on the Internet.
The title of the post was as follows:
Black technology! The most potent life simulation game ever! It's totally realistic and tactile. The most hardcore casual sandbox game in the history of China's gaming world, Spore Evolution.
At first, after reading about the content of this game, most of the people had criticized it as a clickbait. How could there possibly be such a masterpiece that had withstood the test of time? When it came to virtual reality, as well as VR technology, well-versed gamers would know that this was just a kind of gimmick. This technology was in fact, still far from maturity.
But criticism was one thing. There were still brave people who were willing to try anything to satisfy their curiosity. Players began logging in continuously, one after another, then finally, it led to an outburst in the thread.
Upon returning from the game, players would leave messages in the thread:
It's true! It's simply amazing! You feel like you are touching everything. What kind of alien technology is this! There are no words worthy enough to praise this!
And below his post, a group of people immediately started leaving messages to berate him for being a scammer.
There were people who could not help but try the game for themselves. As a result, they too fell into the trap of the game, got hooked, and never looked back. Thus, this gave rise to a cycle that kept repeating itself. And soon, players began sending out screenshots of the game, the bizarre creatures that were failed products of what they managed to evolve, and how they blew everything up. But people soon found out that only a hundred beta testers could register for an account. If there were more than a hundred, no one else could log into the game.
"There are only one hundred beta testers."
Countless people were heartbroken, envious, and jealous.
The first group of game testers who had successfully logged in were secretly happy and extremely excited.
They had been pulling an all-nighter since last night, going at this time-transgressive game like crazy. And early this morning, the first "Spore Evolution" guide of game strategies and beta tester impressions were posted, topping the chart on the homepage of the game forum.
Hello guys, I'm 'Racer of Mount Haruna', and I was also the one who started the last thread. I'm very lucky to be the first one to discover this cutting-edge game that has been released without any promotion. Now, I will do a simple and quick game review!
First of all, the thing that everyone is most concerned about: does it really feel so realistic that all five senses are stimulated?
My answer is yes!
The sense of reality is definitely, absolutely true! Take my word for it! It was as if I was really and truly in another world altogether. I have no idea what kind of black technology this is.
And there was also pain regulation. I adjusted it to 100 percent and then I realized that the feeling of death was very high. It was so high that I had convulsions! When back in the real world, after taking off my VR glasses, I found my entire body directly breaking out in a cold sweat, shaking, and convulsing in spasms.
I'm not going to try this game again. I won't play it again for the rest of my life. This is the first scary thing about this game.
Attention players! Next up, I am going to list the other frightening parts of this game and do everything within my power to discourage you all from playing this game!
First of all, this is meant to be a casual sandbox survival game, and though it is billed as casual, it was in truth, extremely hardcore. The moment a player logs in, the game begins. Unlike the other traditional Massive Multiplayer Online (MMO) games, there is no face-pinching or race-selection involved. There is only one option, that is, to begin life as a spore.
You probably won't believe me when I say this, but the moment you enter the game, the world is pitch black. You must evolve a pair of eyes to see the world. This is so d*mn real!
(My inner thought: At the very moment I saw this, I realized that this free-to-play sandbox game that proclaims itself to be the first choice of casual gamers is not going to be simple at all.)
In the game, we all start as a spore, the leader of a race, and we can control the evolution of our race. But if that 'king' that we control dies, then how many people are left in the race no longer matters. It is Game Over for us, and we will have to quit the game.
It's worth mentioning that the sense of virtual reality of this game is seriously scary. You will have the actual feelings and senses of whatever creature you have evolved. For instance, if you become a worm, then you will have all the feelings of a worm!
The first species that I evolved was a big-eyed monster. The eye was extremely huge, and I realized that my scope of vision also became extremely wide. The second time, I evolved compound eyes, eight pairs of eyes in total, and guess what I saw?
The world of compound eyes! It was so freaking real!
It's just so amazing!
In this game, we can totally experience the world of other species and learn how they perceive things. I think if I could evolve into a dragon, I would be able to fly and experience the thrill of being a dragon, soaring through the clouds.
But in the longest game session that I've played in so far, I've only managed to evolve into an amphibian, a peculiarly shaped big-eyed monster, that left the ocean. I did not even make it through the five hours of gameplay.
And, the moment you die in this game, you can only start all over from the beginning.
Right! This is the second most hardcore part of the game that I am pointing out to discourage you from playing the game!
This is unlike other games where there are respawn points for rebirth to come after death. You only have one life, so if you die, the only way to respawn is to start the game all over again! You have to turn back into a spore; whatever 'rank', 'structure' and so on that you have previously evolved is gone! It's so freaking hardcore. It simply does not follow any of the conventional settings of traditional games, so you're completely unable to load your previous games! It's just doing things in whatever way it pleases, without considering the gamer' discouragement rate!"
The third hardcore part about this game is that there is no such thing as a strategy!
Dear all, don't expect me to write a strategy guide either. I once attempted to evolve into a big-eyed monster again following the same method as the previous time, but ended up evolving into another species, which was that species with compound eyes…
This is completely consistent with one of the points mentioned in the evolutionary theory. In the history of evolution, every form of life that appears is a unique miracle.
Even if you replicate the exact same environment and follow the exact same process, you might become some other very different species due to a mild degree of butterfly effect. Although I have no idea how this game was designed, it really feels like a real world that emerged as a result of evolution, with real materials and infinite possibilities!"
Also, this game's setting is pretty interesting. Next to the mountains and rivers, as well as the vast and mighty ocean that we spores live in, there is a colossal ten-thousand-foot giant who radiates a faint divine light. We evolve by the entrance of the giant's yard, and he often sits on a wooden chair in front of a huge house, peeling fruit and quietly reading a book. We, creatures that are evolved from spores, can sneak up on him and even climb onto him. There was a time when I was a big-eyed creature, and I tried to get close enough to take a look at him. But he stomped my 'king' to death, and I had to exit the game, leaving behind a bunch of big-eyed monsters. Without my control, they will probably be extinct by now.
My personal take is that he's probably a non-player character in this sandbox game!
He could be set up to be invincible; he could possibly be a BOSS, and we can challenge him in later stages after we have evolved into the strongest species. We are just like bugs evolving in a giant's yard.
And last but not least, my closing statement. This is really the most hardcore game ever made in history! It is a multitude of hardcore! It's super discouraging! But it's also so much fun!
A high degree of freedom! Infinite possibilities! A hundred percent realistic touch in a virtual world, as if you are in the real world. It is so much fun! I give this game my utmost support and highly recommend it!
To be honest, my only goal right now is to survive for a long time and escape the fate of dying constantly and having to start all over again. I have to evolve into a powerful species that can totally gain a solid foothold within the entire ecosystem, and even evolve into an overlord at the top of the food chain! Then I want to evolve into the legendary dragon and develop my own dragon race. This is the dream of every Chinese person, isn't it? This feeling is just so high! Then I will fly over to that giant who sits in his yard to peel apples and drop a pile of sh*t on his head!!
Oh, how high! I feel like my life has reached its pinnacle!
And as for strategy, there is really none to speak of… Hey brothers! If you want to play, then go read the book on Origin of Species, and various books on specialized areas. Knowledge is power! It was like that for me. I only managed to evolve all kinds of organs after reading to pick up more knowledge. Students who are studying biology-related majors, in this spore evolution game, you guys are going to beat everyone else hands down!
I shall not go on any further. I got a headache from playing a round of the game for too long. That's why I came out to write this guide on game strategy. Now I'm going back in for another round. This time, I must live a little longer. I'm just so addicted, aren't I!"
You want to sh*t on my head?
Xu Zhi smiled when he saw this. The last species which had dared provoke me that much by saying that I was balding, do you know what pathetic end they found themselves at?
Xu Zhi had some silent thoughts in his mind as he took out his little notebook to record this for revenge. Hey Bro, we will settle this account later. He had completely forgotten how he had just mocked the other party for being a retard. This was simply just a courteous act of give-and-take.


In the tribal farming era, the world was vast and unknown. Upon continuous exploration, the people of ancient times were appalled to discover that in this world, where the sky was round and the earth was square, all sorts of miracles had befallen them. There were even figures like an ultra-big ten-thousand-foot giant, as well as huge intelligent beasts that had mysteriously appeared, trampling upon the mountains and rivers, and shattering the earth.                                                                                                                                              Hundreds of years later, in such a dangerous environment, people fought against the huge beasts and finally established the glorious Sumerian civilization. On this day, a wise giant suddenly made a complete descension on earth, trampling on all the mountains and rivers, and wiping out the entire nation. The world crumbled, and city-states collapsed; had the gods descended to condemn the people?
"I’m sorry, you're all just ants living in the orchard of my yard and you are just scrambling all over the place. If I were to accidentally pass you by, I might just accidentally trample you all to death. That’s it for you.” So first, I’ll set up a sandbox in my own yard, a base area for plotting farmland. Then, I will shepherd the human race and various worlds in my sandbox. 



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