Absolute Death Game-Chapter 494 - 56 Another World_2
The supercomputer running the system had gradually developed its own consciousness over the decades of merging with the system, and they achieved their objectives by infiltrating the brains of gamers and NPCs, controlling their actions.
"It's the Heart Demon," Xiao Buli thought to himself. It turned out that the Heart Demon was implanted into the minds of game players by the system. "What is their goal?" Although he had considered not disrupting the old man's rhythm previously, Xiao Buli couldn't help but ask at this point.
"If you were a person with independent consciousness and you found yourself under someone else's control the moment you woke up, what would you think?" the old man asked instead of answering.
"Rebel, escape," Xiao Buli responded, his mind also becoming clearer.
"Exactly. The system used the control of humans and the Demon Clan to launch a major counterattack on us. Without any preparation, they invaded the Immortal Realm; that battle lasted for three days and three nights. In the end, they seized the Immortal Realm with their absolute numerical superiority," the old man explained.
"It's the ancient war," Xiao Buli murmured.
The old man didn't hear Xiao Buli's voice and continued, "The GMs logged in urgently, but they could only set up a barrier outside the GM Island. Those surviving members of the Immortal Race retreated here. Those are the people you saw outside just now. But the system cut off the link to our world, trapping our consciousness here, unable to return to our bodies. It also severed all communication with the outside world. However, we still have hope. At the beginning of the game, for fun, a few of us GMs spread a message in the human world, that there is an all-wishing Temple outside the Barbaric Forest. As long as one arrives here, all their desires can be fulfilled. Even though the system conquered the Immortal Realm and erased any trace of our existence, it couldn't erase such a message. I believe that one day someone will come here based on this message, and that will be our chance for a final counterattack," the old man said, his expression filled with boundless hope.
Xiao Buli understood the meaning in his words; he himself was their only hope. However, he still had a lot of unanswered questions.
"But I don't understand. If you don't really die after you die over there, why would everyone fight to the death against the system? It's just a return of consciousness to the body," he said.
"No, no, no. Although you don't die, the consciousness doesn't return to the body but enters the Netherworld, a fourth place beyond humans, demons, and immortals and where we punish soldiers. In the Netherworld, they will endure inhumane suffering, which serves to make them cherish life. Then they will reincarnate as Immortal Fetuses in the Immortal Realm. However, the environment in which the Immortal Fetus grows and the skills it possesses will be changed and randomly assigned, based on their previous Skill System, which will make corresponding adjustments through computation. But generally, it is still based on what they are good at. In other words, as long as the consciousness remains in the game, it will experience endless cycles of rebirth," the old man explained immediately.
"Oh," Xiao Buli finally understood what the Ancient Demon Fetuses were. They were the Ancient Gods, just reincarnated after dying in battle. Of course, the system wouldn't let them come into the world again. Therefore, the growth process of the Demon Embryo was suppressed. After decades, those soldiers had grown up within the Demon Embryo and also acquired their own skills. No wonder each Demon Embryo had its own Attributes. It seemed they were reorganized according to their previous abilities. It was probably also close to their original skills. "But if you hadn't resisted at the beginning and had just quit the game, wouldn't there be fewer problems?"
"Quit? If you had built an empire with your own hands and someone suddenly revolted, entering the capital, would you just give up without a fight?" the old man said with indignation, suggesting that even after all these years, he still couldn't let go.
"Uh..." Xiao Buli hesitated for a moment, admitting the man was right—probably no one would willingly let their capital city fall into the hands of rebels. Unfortunately, they still failed to achieve victory in the end.
"Now, young man, can you tell us what has happened after we were sealed, and how did you gain the authority to enter the island? You know, this is what concerns me most. If someone enters the barrier's range without authority, they still can't get in," the old man finished his story and was eager to learn what had happened afterward.
"Alright," Xiao Buli agreed, organizing his thoughts a bit before he began, starting with the meteorite and sharing everything he knew about the game with the three present.
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"The meteorite you mentioned must be our DNA scanning port. It is made from a type of metal from our world, a metal that can automatically decompose and draw out a DNA map. It was thus enhanced and its material structure reordered specifically for account creation in our game. It seems the system has taken further steps. Are you saying in your world, this is your form? Meaning you belong to a species similar to humans," the old man analyzed patiently after listening to Xiao Buli.
"We are humans, okay?" Xiao Buli didn't know how he could alter the deep-seated notion in his mind that somehow, he was now regarded as a quasi-human species.
"Heh, alright, even though you resemble those from the Barbarian Wilderness continent, there are still some differences," the old man stressed. "In that case, I suspect the system aims to take over your world and make itself physical."
Xiao Buli nodded slightly upon hearing the old man's conclusion—indeed, just like the sprite tales he had heard before, each sprite strove to cultivate into human form, to experience human emotions. It wasn't that humans were powerful, but rather, it was one species' yearning for another. And for the system, even though it owned an entire world, it was still a virtual world made up of code. Therefore, what it yearned for must be a real, tangible world. Thus, the meteorites falling to Earth were not by chance, but rather, the system had chosen a real planet that most closely resembled the world within its gaming system.
It entered the lives of Earth's inhabitants through these three meteorites, gradually taking control of the gamers' consciousness. However, for some unknown reason, it altered the original Netherworld settings, so that death in the game resulted in death in reality, perhaps due to a coding error or some other hidden significance.
Suddenly, Xiao Buli remembered Huo Guangxiong, who originally didn't exist, and the teleportation array he constructed; all of these seemed to be steps in the system's conspiracy to realize its plan. Besides Huo Guangxiong and the Ancestral Dragon, Xiao Buli wondered if other organizations had also been exploited. Thinking of the two meteorites adrift overseas, Xiao Buli grew anxious, uncertain of how many players the other meteorites might have brought in.
After hearing the old man's account, Xiao Buli felt not a trace of relief or joy in uncovering the truth, but his sense of concern intensified. It seemed that the three spherical meteorites that fell to Earth were actually portals into the game, and the other two meteorites had also drawn countless gamers from other countries.
If the game, as the old man said, had developed its own consciousness and sought to become a real world in the end, allowing it to reach more people would mean an even more intense crisis. (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to come to Qidian ) to cast your recommendation votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)
