Global Collapse-Chapter 424 - 404: I sincerely pray that this Chapter has nothing to do with its - number_1

No wonder I couldn't hear any game audio. It was to prevent characters passing by from hearing inappropriate sounds—for instance, sounds coming from me, sitting in front of the computer.

I am the original save point, the tool for the Holy Daughter to respawn when the game restarts.

Gu Mian never thought he would end up being a tool himself.

He had played countless games like this growing up, and the ways to save in them varied wildly. Some games had a blackboard as a save point, where you'd stick a photo on it to save. Others had a shrine as a save point, where you'd have to pray to save.

This game's save points were a few rundown huts; to save, one would hand a book into a pitch-dark room.

Having saved the game more than a dozen times, Gu Mian obviously recognized the book his character had just dug out on the screen.

Moonlight shone down from above the back of the character's head, casting the Holy Daughter's elongated, deformed shadow onto the haystack in front of her on the screen. The corner of the book protruding from the soil was completely enveloped by the eerie shadow. Even Gu Mian, sitting at his computer, felt an intense gaze from above his own head.

I was wondering where the hell I was... So it turns out I'm just a save point... 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

He sighed. If the 'Holy Daughter' dies after all three other save points have been used up, the game will end immediately. It will only restart when a new group of players enters the instance.

He himself was the very reason the game could restart.

Before the next group of players entered the instance, the Holy Daughter would use him to revive, and the new players would become save points in turn, continuing the endless cycle.

This is nuts.

Gu Mian felt he should change his thinking. It wasn't Gu Mian and his three useless save points; it was the Holy Daughter and *her* four useless save points.

None of the four save points could be used, because using one meant real death for someone. Plus, the game's difficulty was absurdly high; this instance seemed designed with the express purpose of killing all players.

Thinking of this, Gu Mian remembered the book 'Second World' he had been holding before entering the instance.

This instance, which had come so suddenly and involved real death, seemed designed to stop... something. That must be why they were dragged into it.

Could it be that they had touched upon some truth, causing this special instance to suddenly appear and intervene? Although Gu Mian knew he was always unlucky, the timing of this instance was indeed too coincidental.

But if that's the case, does it mean everyone who came into contact with the book 'Second World' was dragged into this instance? Gu Mian furrowed his brows, thinking about the more than one hundred and fifty players who had been eaten by the villagers.

However, this wasn't the time to think about those previous players. Zoning out in an instance was not a good habit.

Gu Mian moved his character, intending to rebury the exposed book cover. He couldn't pick up the book, so he could only try to hide it more thoroughly.

Just then, he suddenly heard another set of footsteps, coming from directly above the room he was in.

His fingers paused on the keyboard. He then shifted the game's camera view to look behind his character. As the view switched, a face practically filled the entire screen.

It was Curly Hair! And the seven people he'd brought with him—the eight-man squad hunting the Holy Daughter!

At that moment, Curly Hair was right behind his character, his knife raised high, reflecting a chilling glint in the moonlight.

Gu Mian cursed inwardly and slammed his keyboard, maneuvering his character to dodge to the side, narrowly avoiding the deadly strike.

Even though he reacted quickly, his character was still grazed by the knife in Curly Hair's hand. Gu Mian watched as his character's health, which had been at a quarter, dropped to one-sixth. He was practically on his last sliver of health now!

Gu Mian clearly remembered his last save was at 007's location.

If his character took another hit, 007 would be the first to Go to the West!

Thinking rapidly, he frantically mashed the attack key. His character smacked the shovel hard against Curly Hair, who was still caught off guard. But after only a few hits, his character pulled back the shovel and turned to flee.

Gu Mian had initially wanted his character to just run. But unfortunately, his real body was right under these people's feet. If he didn't draw their aggro onto the Holy Daughter, they might discover his physical body hidden below.

His character ran in the direction where the monster had previously paused.

There was nothing in this area but cliffs and precipices. On flat ground, a "weak girl" like the Holy Daughter obviously couldn't outrun eight grown men. With no other choice, Gu Mian could only direct his character toward a direction that might offer a sliver of hope.

The commotion from earlier seemed to have been quite loud. He saw the huge, black shadow at the edge of the screen freeze, then turn around and slowly begin moving towards his character's position in the pitch-dark night.

Gu Mian never imagined a day would come when his character would be chased in circles by eight men and a monster.

He rapidly typed on the keyboard, making his character dash forward. Behind them, Curly Hair, who had been smacked a few times with the shovel, seemed enraged by the humiliation.

Gu Mian saw the shadows of the men behind his character also projected onto the ground; even the glint of their knives was reflected by the moonlight. They were rapidly closing in on the 'Holy Daughter'.

Meanwhile, the towering monster at the edge of the screen was slowly striding in their direction. If their paths happened to intersect, his character might lead the pursuing eight-man squad right into this creature. However, if they did meet, his character would be the first to bear the brunt.

So, Gu Mian adjusted his character's escape angle. Under the cover of night, his character desperately ran towards the spot where the monster had paused earlier. He hadn't run far before he spotted what looked like a narrow crevice by the cliff, barely wide enough for one person to pass through and almost invisible unless one looked closely.