Mini World Game Console-Chapter 644 - 645: Let Her Take What She Wants

"Light and Dark Traitor..."

Ren Suo smacked his lips, his mind suddenly snapping to high alert.

Traitor = rebellion = rebel = troublemaker.

Ren Suo was now like one who, having been bitten by a snake, is afraid of well ropes for ten years. After all, it had only been a few months since "My Life is Not Your Game."

Anyway, he had to be cautious.

However, when Ren Suo took a closer look at the game's description, he relaxed considerably:

"Light and Dark Traitor"

'This game is a mecha-action adventure. Players will choose one of two main characters to play. Players will oppose civilization to save it, go against human reason to rescue it, and destroy the world to save it... and the only thing you can rely on is the Player's own strength! Completing this game can reward up to 600 Merit Points, and an exclusive completion reward is equipment or abilities obtained in the game. In-app purchases are available, and there may be additional expansions. The game difficulty is rated 6 stars plus.'

A mecha-action game!

Although he didn't know what kind of mechas they were, it didn't matter; mechas, in general, didn't have much to do with reality.

As Zhao Huo put it, 'Earthlings, who focus on pragmatic cost-effectiveness, would never create mechas simply for the sake of romantic mechanical aesthetics.'

Whether large or small mechas, Earth's weapon development leaned towards strategic weapons like giant mobile fortresses, and tactical weapons such as remotely controlled unmanned combat machines.

War is only the last resort, with local combat focused on minimizing casualties, and strategic standoffs mainly relying on arms races for deterrence.

Moreover, with the resurgence of Spiritual Energy and the emergence of Transcendents—veritable seeds of super soldiers, like tactical bayonets—the development of individual combat weapons had begun to merge with Spiritual Energy Spells. For example, the Federation's 'Eagle Eye Troops,' which never missed, or Mysterious Country's Yellow River and Yangtze River Troops that could change terrain at will. Unless the mecha itself was driven by Spiritual Energy, a mecha merely powered by electricity would be done for if hit by an Electromagnetic Spell.

Knowing this game had little to do with Earth, Ren Suo felt at ease.

However, this game was rated 6 stars plus. This meant its difficulty was extremely close to 7 stars. As a level 5 Player, Ren Suo could gain additional game experience if he completed it.

The game icon looked somewhat like a yin-yang symbol, one white and one dark. In the darkness was a silhouette of a white, sword-carrying warrior; in the light, a silhouette of a lavishly dressed young man—all very highbrow and mysterious.

Upon entering the game, the system displayed a message:

'This game contains many puzzle-solving and cooperation elements. Players are required to take initiative and cooperate with the game characters to overcome challenges. Your help is essential for achieving the ending.'

'Player, you are the character's greatest companion.'

Puzzle-solving elements and cooperation elements...?

Ren Suo thought of "High Energy Ahead." In "High Energy Ahead," scanning real-world items allowed the game character, the adventurer, to obtain enhanced versions of those items. For example, anime props gained actual fantasy effects in the game, food and medicine became like Immortal Nectar and Jade Dew, and consecrated Magic Artifacts could even deal dimensionally devastating strikes to Demons...

"Forget cooperation, I'm not good at puzzles..."

Ren Suo rarely played horror or puzzle games and lacked experience in that area.

Never mind, I'll take it one step at a time.

'Please choose the game's difficulty, character, and path.'

Two silhouettes, one white and one black, suddenly popped up as options in the game, each with many detailed rules.

The two options were named 'Dawn Star' and 'Twilight Fading Flower.'

'Dawn Star: A more powerful game character, a more difficult game start, more frequent battles, more enemies, a more tortuous game path, more adventures, fewer puzzle-solving elements, lower final battle difficulty.'

'Twilight Fading Flower: An easier game start, more varied puzzle-solving elements, very rare battles, a more straightforward game path, fewer adventures, extremely high final battle difficulty.'

'Note: This game will utilize all computing power. Currently, only a single path can be supported, and once chosen, it cannot be changed. To change paths, a fee of 600 Merit Points is required to delete the old save and restart the game. Please choose wisely.'

The choice between two main characters? That's indeed rare.

Ren Suo recalled that in past games, you either created your own character's appearance, or the game came with a single, unchangeable protagonist; there were no games with a dual-protagonist setup.

Furthermore, each of the two characters represented a different path: Dawn Star for battling through, and Twilight Fading Flower for puzzle-solving their way to the end. This was even more curious—as if a teacher would let you either earnestly finish your homework or choose to stand outside as punishment; the choice was entirely yours.

Also, once chosen, the path could not be changed unless you were willing to spend 600 Merit Points to delete your save—an amount equal to the maximum you could earn from the game.

The Mini-World Game Console was clear: the game required all its computing power. It couldn't handle simulating more than one potential future path; doing so would cause it to crash.

According to the Mini-World Game Console's ability to reflect reality, this meant it could only deduce the future of one path; any more than that and it would crash.

The Mini-World Game Console really sucks.

However, Ren Suo wasn't so sure. At this moment, Luna came over and hugged him, lazily saying, "My time is almost up~"

"Oh." As Luna raised her tail, Ren Suo understood her meaning. He gently pecked her lips, his hands still on the keyboard and mouse, nonchalantly saying, "Transform back and go to sleep then. You must be tired too, right? I remember cats need to sleep for a dozen or so hours a day."

"That's too perfunctory!" Luna, not at all pleased, pressed herself right up against him.

With a sudden burst of strength, she pounced like a thundering leopard. Ren Suo couldn't block her at all; she pushed him down and had her way with him.

Luna straddled and lay on top of Ren Suo, kissing, then nuzzling, then licking, having the time of her life. Ren Suo helplessly wrapped his arms around her waist, letting her do as she pleased. He looked at the clean white ceiling, a frail and delicate expression on his face, like a lotus pummeled by rain. Suddenly, a strange thought popped into his mind: Wait a minute, I don't bully them, I don't have the ability to bully them, and because of the guilt in my heart, I don't dare to resist them… So, am I being taken advantage of for free, and on top of that, feeling grateful?

For the first time, Ren Suo began to waver about his degenerate life plan. He was in the midst of making a critically important game route choice, yet in the face of Luna's demands, Ren Suo couldn't even utter the word 'no' and could only meet her demands helplessly and shamefully.

I'm truly at her mercy.

Finally satisfied, Luna sat up, her face flushed with contentment.

Gazing at the ceiling, having been played by Luna to the point of distraction, Ren Suo finally snapped back to reality. He took Luna's hand and asked, "Luna, does your knowledge database have anything about concepts like Fate Time?"

Luna thought for a moment and said, "Quantum Mechanics?"

"I wouldn't understand that even if you told me."

Ren Suo felt weary. "If there's something that can predict the future, and it only lets me see one future but not another, yet it's very likely capable of predicting both, what do you think is the reason?"

Ren Suo was now extremely wary of the Mini-World Game Console. The route choice before even starting the game made him unsure of its true intentions, so he sought help from his "audience," listening for suggestions from Luna, the most knowledgeable person in the bedroom.

Luna tilted her head and asked, "Are both futures similar?"

"Pretty much." After all, they are two routes of the same game; they can't be too different.

"It might be the observer effect then."

"The observer effect?"

"It means that when you're observing the future, the future is also being influenced by you."

Luna leaned down to embrace Ren Suo, her cheek against his chest as she said, "When you observe one future, it might be affected less and not change. But when you observe multiple futures, you'll react more, causing the future to be more significantly influenced by you."

Ren Suo had an epiphany. "So that's how it is!"

Luna nodded, pleased to have helped Ren Suo. I never expected that jumble of stuff in my mind would actually come in handy! The observer effect is real too. In the past, when I was sunbathing downstairs, if one person passed by, I just had to glare at them, and they wouldn't dare come over. However, if a group of people passed by, no matter how much I glared, they would still come over to pet me. But what exactly is predicting the future? I'll ask 88 when I fall asleep.

At that moment, Ren Suo felt a lightness on his body. Looking down, he saw the Black Cat crawl out from under his shirt.

She lay on Ren Suo's belly, her soft body coiled up, eyes closed, looking as if she were tired and wanted to sleep.

Cats need to sleep for a dozen or so hours a day. Though mostly light sleep, they also experience deep sleep at night.

Ren Suo placed her next to the pillow and whispered, "Good night."

Luna's tail twitched, signaling she had heard.

Wait, Suosuo seemed to be talking about someone letting him see something, but not letting him see something else...? Isn't it obvious? They must be trying to deceive you... I'll tell him after I wake up...

After covering the Black Cat with a blanket, Ren Suo returned to his computer and continued playing the game.

Having heard Luna's explanation, Ren Suo found a plausible reason for the Mini-World Game Console's strange setup and stopped hesitating. He resolutely chose "Dawn Star"!

In reality, he didn't have much choice. He never liked solving puzzles, and "Twilight Fading Flower" normally had few battles, but its final boss fight was extremely difficult, requiring everything to be staked on that single, final battle.

If Ren Suo's "Rippling Spring Sounds" still had summoning time available, perhaps he would have chosen "Twilight Fading Flower"—casually summoning a game character to blast away everything.

But alas, he had no time at all.

Compared to "Twilight Fading Flower," "Dawn Star" fit Ren Suo's playstyle requirements better in every aspect, except perhaps a slightly tougher beginning: intense battles, continuous adventures, and a complex plot.

When Ren Suo played games, it wasn't just about clearing levels to earn Merit Points and rewards; naturally, he favored paths with greater gameplay value.

After choosing "Dawn Star," the two humanoid silhouettes looked at each other and, quite stylishly, high-fived before heading in opposite directions. The white silhouette walked toward darkness, and the black silhouette walked toward light.

"You are the Dawn Star, looking up at the light from the depths of darkness;

I am the Twilight Fading Flower, falling into darkness from the pinnacle of light."

The game's perspective focused on the light silhouette, which gradually revealed more details: a silver outfit, perfectly fitting yet metallic in texture; the robust body of a rugged warrior; a coarse yet dashingly handsome beard; and buzz-cut black hair.

This time, the protagonist was a middle-aged man.

The game's background morphed from a dark fog to a silver-white, high-tech corridor. The armored middle-aged man's footsteps echoed loudly as he walked down the corridor toward the shield door at the end.

When he stepped out of the shield door, the room he came from was visible for a few seconds. Ren Suo took one glance and knew exactly what it was—the individual cubicles were hard to make out, but the few high-tech urinals clearly marked it as a men's restroom.

Advanced technology, human-like forms, similar excretory systems... Ren Suo could almost confirm that this was a civilization formed by a race similar to Earthlings.

As the middle-aged character walked, his left hand suddenly trembled. He lifted his left hand and tapped the Wristband on it. A screen of light appeared before him:

"Beware of Divine Descendants, beware of teleportation, beware of your comrades. You're better off not going."

The middle-aged character raised an eyebrow. "So there was a reason for my diarrhea just now... You'd better hope I don't catch you. Unfortunately, I have to hurry to the Spider Silk Bed for assembly, or else I'd definitely request the Sky Eye System's assistance to catch you, you bastard who deserves to be thrown into a dung pit..."

Current Objective: "Proceed to the Spider Silk Bed."

This was an opportunity for the Player to try out the game's movement. Ren Suo tested it and found it similar to ordinary MMORPGs.

However, Ren Suo couldn't bring up any menus, so he followed the prompts and the map toward the target location.

Nearing the destination, a huge shield door appeared ahead. Engraved on it was the figure of a performer in exaggerated bright red and purple clothing, hanging upside down, looking somewhat like a clown.

The clown's eyes animatedly glanced at the middle-aged man. Then, Ren Suo heard a series of sounds through his headset resembling dolphin song, giving him goosebumps. He couldn't understand the meaning at all, but fortunately, the game provided subtitles:

"Mother is listening to your voice."

Then, the clown image dissolved into countless straight lines of light, activating the massive shield door, which retracted silently to each side. The middle-aged protagonist, his demeanor unchanged, strode in.

What appeared on screen was a magnificent plaza. The ceiling soared over a hundred meters high, and golden light streamed down from above, accurately illuminating sixteen large statues in the plaza.

Beneath the statues, nearly a thousand soldiers in skin-tight silver armor that resembled clothing stood in the middle of the plaza in a staggeringly orderly formation, facing forward. Despite the large number, the plaza was eerily silent; only the footsteps of the middle-aged protagonist echoed.

At this point, Ren Suo was not controlling the middle-aged man; the character walked on his own to the front rank, where the first position in the first column was clearly reserved for him.

When the middle-aged man stood in that spot, a cold, clear voice rang out from above the plaza: "Bayonet Operation, all members present."

On an elevated platform, a blond man with red light swirling in his eyes glanced at the protagonist. "Colonel Los, you're late."

So the protagonist is called Los.

At this moment, three dialogue options appeared: "Explain," "Remain Silent," "Provoke."

Ren Suo blinked. There are choices for this? I can even provoke him? You're a soldier, Uncle Los. Isn't that your superior officer, a general, up there? Is this really a time to be reckless?

But Ren Suo figured choices must have their reasons. Since the game had just begun, he could always restart if necessary. So, he decided to test out the "Provoke" option.

Los merely scoffed, "So what?"

The blond man glanced at Los and, surprisingly, just ignored it.

But Los had other thoughts: Divine Descendant General Black Thorn always bosses around us commoner warriors. For him to show no anger now... only dead men don't make him angry. Could it be that something has really happened?

"Los's suspicion +5." 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Then, the blond man's voice resounded across the plaza: "Fellow Didra, you are the elite fighters of Didra, soldiers with the power to tear mountains and split seas, the guardians who make the Sixteen Great Lords proud!"

All the soldiers cried out in unison: "The glory of the Great Lord is with me!"

At that moment, the blond man stepped aside, allowing a black-haired young man behind him to step forward.

The black-haired young man wore a coat of serpent scales that shimmered with a black, metallic Radiance. He had a chain belt around his waist, his lips were as red as Fiery Flame, and his complexion was unnervingly pale. Golden Radiance flowed in his pupils.

One look and I knew this had to be the main villain.

Upon seeing him, all the soldiers knelt on one knee, bowed their heads, and chanted in unison: "We greet the Prince!"

"The title of Prince will soon be a thing of the past," the black-haired young man said calmly. "My father, Emperor Xides, will lead our Didra kin to annex that fragile yet vibrant Dimension as one of Didra's prized possessions."

"His Majesty will follow in the footsteps of the Sixteen Great Lords, go to war for Didra clad in the Armor Cloak, and with supreme merit, ascend to glory as the seventeenth Great Lord!"

"And you, Didra Warriors, will forge unparalleled achievements in this war!"

The black-haired youth spread his arms wide, and the sixteen statues lit up simultaneously!

"The Sixteen Great Lords are watching you!" the black-haired youth exclaimed loudly. "Brothers, you who expand the territories for the Great Lords! The Great Lords will never forget your deeds! Didra Warriors should wear crowns, strive for glory and favor, and establish an eternal legacy!"

"Tell me, do you wish to become Divine Descendants, to become nobility for all generations!?"

"YES!!!" the soldiers roared.

The black-haired youth nodded with satisfaction. "And I, Sony, how could I dare to live in the shadow of my ancestors, cowering behind others? Most importantly, I am not satisfied with what I have. Yes, I was born with more than you. I was born a Divine Descendant, I am the Prince of Didra. I can stand on this stage and speak, while you can only listen! But so what? I will participate in the Bayonet Operation. I will no longer be a Prince, just a warrior competing with you for merit, a Didra seeking only to advance further among the Divine Descendants!"

"Only military achievements can win the favor of the Great Lords!"

"But we are fortunate. Not everyone is qualified to participate in the Bayonet Operation; only the most elite warriors have this honor!"

The black-haired youth glanced at Los and declared loudly, "In this war, we've already taken the lead! There are only so many enemies, only so many battles. If we don't seize them, we'll have nothing!"

"Now, show me the bravery of the Didra Warriors! Will you seize military achievements, become Divine Descendants, and stand here with me? Or will I seize those achievements, and then I will stand somewhere even higher than I do now!"

"Soon, seven Supreme Great Lords will tear open a Spatial Crack, activate the Spider Silk Bed, and send us near a creature gathering spot in a Different Dimension! We will probe the creature strength, weapon strength, and technological level there! Then, we will use our power to crush the ignorant natives of that Different Dimension and let the Great Lords see your performance!"

"Remember, you only have 10 minutes. After 10 minutes, the Great Lords will summon us back to the Spider Silk Bed!"

"How much merit we can win depends on our own abilities!"

The black-haired youth raised his right fist and roared, "The glory of the Great Lord is with me!"

"The glory of the Great Lord is with me!" the soldiers roared back.

Only Los felt a twinge of anxiety in his heart.

He thought: That dung-worm Sony, a Divine Descendant, is actually participating in this kind of combat operation? Aren't Divine Descendants usually only responsible for commanding battles? That dung-ball had his eye on my sister, Lorifes. To protect her, I can't even count how many times I've offended him. It's only because he couldn't get involved with the military that I've been safe so far. Now he's actually joined the military and is even participating in combat... The military is clearly Duke Fakas's domain. Could it be that the Great Lords have made some kind of deal amongst themselves!? That warning letter... it told me to beware of Divine Descendants, beware of teleportation, beware of comrades... Could it be that Sony is trying to frame me!?

"Los's suspicion level +15."

Seeing this, Ren Suo basically understood.

So that's what they meant by a difficult start.

Protagonist Los had offended the rich second-generation Sony and was thus being set up by him in battle.

Unwilling to accept this fate, he'll begin a journey of revenge to overturn society... Such an orthodox game plot! Someone like Sony is probably just a mid-game mini-boss who gets killed off. But Los, in the course of his revenge, will find a greater purpose and continue the fight, stepping over Sony's corpse... After revenge comes benefiting society—a typical hero's story. Wait a minute. Sister!? It couldn't be...

Ren Suo made a strange expression.

But after examining Los closely, I shook my head. There's no way I could turn into a middle-aged man like that!

At that moment, Los suddenly looked down, pulled out a pendant from his neck, and opened it. Inside was a photo of a silver-haired beautiful girl. Los gently caressed the photo, sighing softly, "Lorifes..."

Ren Suo heaved a sigh of relief.

This time it's definitely nothing to do with me. The silver-haired beauty's chest development, while only normal, is still much better than my sister's. Although, there's a small issue here: your sister has silver hair, Uncle Los, but you have black hair... Ah, never mind. Still, Uncle, your sister really is beautiful. That mini-boss Sony actually dared to covet such a beauty! According to typical game plot development, Sony will either be chopped into mincemeat by Uncle Los, or castrated, or castrated first and then chopped into mincemeat... Anyway, a perverted wolf like that who covets beautiful girls definitely won't have a good end.