ocean-life Chapter 292: 269: "Arrogance is death's best friend.
Chapter 292: 269: "Arrogance is death's best friend.
Chapter 292: Chapter 269: “Arrogance is death’s best friend.
“War Star Beast?”
Tuberculosis Rabbit blinked in astonishment and glanced over at Yi, who was feigning sleep on a beach chair not far away, before getting up and finding a clean patch of sand.
After sitting down cross-legged, he took out a packet of cigarettes from his chest and placed it on the ground.
He lit a cigarette and took a deep inhale before lighting another one and sticking it in the sand.
“Come on, take your time, no rush, get your thoughts in order before you speak.”
“What’s the deal with that cigarette you lit—what does it mean?”@@@@
“I’m offering you a smoke, of course. I never hog things to myself, haven’t you realized after all this time that I’m a generous guy?”
“Then why stick it in the sand?”
“Idiot, you don’t have a physical form, how am I supposed to put the cigarette in your mouth with you being just a voice?”
“...”
After a moment of silence, the Ancient God spoke with a somewhat aged tone, “I haven’t had control over myself for very long, so I’ll cut to the chase.”
“My name is Xie Bi’an.”
“I was once a player from a Threefold Planet.”
“I used to belong to Star System No. 18, but of course, by the time I ascended to the Threefold Planet, I was already beyond the Star System, heading to Starfield, an extremely vast continent.”
“The continent has various complex secret realms, mind-boggling traps, and all sorts of strange environments, and at the same time, countless races from numerous planets fight for survival on that continent.”
“These details aren’t important; with the current strength of Blue Star, or should I say, with Chen Yi’s strength, leading Blue Star to ascend as a Threefold Planet and head to the Starfield Continent shouldn’t be a problem at all.”
“However, because I did some wrong things, I was forcibly imprisoned within this Prop, all my consciousness wiped out, turning into a ghost that can only bemoan endlessly.”
“Let’s just describe myself as a ghost for now. I’m not sure what I am, unable to see my own body, but I can vaguely see the world around me.”
“It’s... it’s like watching the world through a condom; there’s always this very clear sense of blurriness.”
“Your description is spot on.”
“Thank you.”
The Ancient God paused for a moment before continuing, “Before this, when I was conversing with you, it wasn’t really my true consciousness, but rather my subconscious.”
“So you’ve been avoiding me all this time on purpose?”
“It’s not that I’ve been avoiding you on purpose; it’s my subconscious making me avoid you.”
“Why’s that?”
“Your chatter is too much, kind of annoying.”
“...Aren’t you supposed to talk incessantly inside the Prop, any punishment for going silent so many days?”
“Yes, I get electrocuted every day, and it hurts a lot.”
“Hurts and you still play hide-and-seek?”
“Between enduring your babbling and getting electrocuted, my subconscious chose the electrocution.”
“...”
Tuberculosis Rabbit remained expressionless for a while before speaking again, “Why use the word ‘endure’? Even though we’ve never met, I’ve always thought of us as friends.”
“That’s not the point.”
The Ancient God didn’t pick up on that but continued, “Actually, several hours ago, a War Star Beast entered your Star System, and that’s when I recovered my true consciousness.”
“I originally didn’t want to show up and reveal this.”
A player confined within a Prop for offending the higher powers of the game, and them wanting to cooperate?
This is more than just a hot potato; it’s a matter of life and death.
If the Snow Sea Project Team finds out about this, will there be any repercussions for them?
No one can say for sure.
Yi is very strong, but that’s under the rules of the upgraded game. If the higher powers of the game decided to target Chen Yi, no matter how many Props he had, they could become useless in an instant.
After all, those Props were issued by the higher powers of the game.
The Ancient God seemed to dread revisiting his past and, after a long silence, finally said in a hoarse voice, “You should be able to guess who I offended, right?”
“It’s apparent.”
Tuberculosis Rabbit nodded and glanced at Yi, who was still feigning sleep on the nearby beach chair. He brought the nearly spent cigarette to his lips for a deep drag, gazing through the pale blue smoke at the horizon with extreme contentment.
“It can’t kill me.”
“Are you its father or something?”
Tuberculosis Rabbit couldn’t help but burst into an angry laughter. Was this a childish joke?
“I have a Prop that grants me 200 years of life, and as long as my life isn’t up, I cannot die by any means.”
“The priority of this rule is extremely high.”
“SS.98.”
“It can’t break this rule to kill me, so it had no choice but to confine me, intending to deplete my lifespan before finishing me off.”
“...”
Tuberculosis Rabbit suddenly fell silent. The information in that statement was beyond his comprehension. After a moment, he hesitantly said,
“Do you mean the higher powers of the game cannot directly invalidate your Prop?”
“Yes.”
The Ancient God replied, “Although the Prop comes from the higher powers of the game, they cannot control any Prop that has already been distributed to players, such as rendering a player’s Prop ineffective.”
“Conflict between player Props and the game can only arise in one scenario.”
“For instance, the higher powers of the game might lure a player into a trap they’ve set in advance, but the player has an invincible or undying Prop on them.”
“In such a case, it boils down to whose rule has higher priority.”
“The higher powers of the game are just a general term; the project team for Starfield is called the Starfield Project Team. They can’t directly kill players or use the map to trap and kill them.”
“But the highest level of map issued by Starfield is SS level. At the same level, a player’s Prop rules take precedence over the map’s rules, which means the Starfield Project Team can’t kill me through map rules they control. That’s why they had to go to greater lengths to imprison me in a Prop, hoping to exhaust my lifespan.”
“Alright,”
Tuberculosis Rabbit nodded, stood up, and walked over to Yi: “Let’s not talk about this for now. Yi needs to hear this; it’s beyond me.”
...
Ten minutes later.
Having understood the situation, Chen Yi didn’t open his eyes but casually said, “So, what did this Ancient God do to offend the Starfield Project Team?”
“What made them pay such a high price to imprison you in this Prop?”
“I don’t know. One day I went to sleep and suddenly found myself forcibly thrown into a map, and then it turned out this way.”
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