The Monster is Coming

Chapter 369 Being a player is so much fun! (Seeking monthly votes)

Imperial Tomb Village, Library.

The interior is always bathed in a dim, yellowish light, but the players inside can see everything clearly.

It's as if the entire space is immersed in amber-colored tranquility, and time seems to have been deliberately slowed down here.

The towering obsidian bookshelves stand like silent guards, neatly arranged, reaching all the way to the dome.

The books displayed above are more like memory crystals storing a wealth of information.

It seals the roars of ancient battlefields, records the epics of lost civilizations, and captures the whispers of ancient gods... bringing players memories that transcend the river of time.

The air was filled with the unique aroma of spiritual materials and ancient books. Occasionally, the bookshelves would sway slightly, and heavy books would fall down and float to the players who had completed their searches.

Minghou sat in the reading area at the very back of the library.

His full head of silver hair gleamed faintly in the darkness, and a forum interface floated in front of him.

The above is information about the Youlu Council that he compiled and edited from forum materials.

At this moment, in the guild chat channel.

"Master, I'm about to upgrade my Star Vein. Could you give me a little less? Once I unlock the fifth Star Vein, my strength will increase significantly, and my hunting yields will also rise accordingly. How about I take less from you?"

“Master, it’s not that I’m being disrespectful to you, but I’ve just accumulated enough sacrificial power to buy a fifth-generation critical strike soul. If I give all that sacrificial power to you, I’ll have to start all over again…”

"Yes, my lord, I just adopted a Light Spirit Feather and I need to buy a batch of evolution pills to improve its combat power. Could you please grant me a few more days?"

"I would like to give more, but I spent all my savings yesterday on purchasing combat techniques. My remaining sacrificial energy is now even more depleted than my face."

The messages in the guild chat box were scrolling by rapidly, interspersed with various memes expressing poverty.

As he watched the messages scrolling in the chat box, veins throbbed on his forehead.

He could completely understand what these younger people were thinking.

Experiencing the monster world from the player's perspective is truly addictive; every exploration and every hunt brings a strong sense of anticipation.

When the day comes that the imagined attributes will reflect reality, every step we take now is undoubtedly patching up our future life.

He knew exactly what these people were thinking; he had just asked them for money to build the Destiny Casino a while back.

They felt that raising money again was too sudden, and they all wanted to use the remaining sacrificial power to improve themselves.

But one thing is one thing, the sacrificial power that built the City of Destiny is temporarily stored in him, and he will not touch it.

Now he still needs to spend sacrificial energy to set up and acquire the rules of the "game space," and this money will naturally have to be earned with the help of his clansmen.

"You have ten minutes to prepare."

The moment the message was sent, the voices that were still haggling in the channel suddenly stopped.

Before anyone could react, the throat added another sentence, his tone carrying an undisguised threat:
"If the money hasn't arrived in ten minutes, no matter what you're doing right now or how important it is, I'll log you off and wait at the main network switch of the Destiny Tower. Anyone who hasn't gathered enough sacrificial power will experience being disconnected from the internet for three days."

The chat channel erupted instantly upon hearing this; the pleading-to-be-poor emojis vanished without a trace, replaced by a chorus of groans:
"Master, please don't! I'll transfer the money right away. The materials in the trading house have just been sold, and I suddenly have enough sacrificial power."

"I was wrong, my lord. I'll clear out the materials and transfer them to you right away. Please don't touch the network cable. My dungeon progress is just in the final stage, and I'll be clearing it soon."

"Ten minutes is enough. I'll move out the portion I left for the silly bird now. Losing the internet can be fatal."

A smile appeared on Minghou's lips as he watched the rapidly scrolling information on the screen.

To deal with these younger generation who have made "games" their lifeblood, reasoning with them is less effective than bringing up the internet connection.

Either execute the command or disconnect from the internet; it's one or the other.

Before long, notifications of the challenger's sacrificial power arriving in Minghou's mind rang one after another.

Having received the sacrificial power, the throat turned to look at the guide floating beside it and respectfully began to inquire about the latest information about the Youlu Clan.

The information in the forum represents the past, not the present.

In the unique environment of the monster world, the development of each race is like wild grass swept by a strong wind, and they may not necessarily grow in an orderly manner.

Perhaps one day things are developing steadily, and the next day, due to a sudden opportunity, one gains a power of rules, resulting in a leap in combat strength.

Such unpredictable changes, arising from chance, occur every day in the monster world.

Information about the Youlu Council from a year and a half ago may not be valid now.

The information in the Teizuka Village Library is updated in real time.

However, this will only happen if a player inquires about the relevant information and the guide explains it, before it is updated to the Imperial Tomb Village Library.

Perhaps the current Council of the Netherworld has captured a being that controls the rules, causing the strength of its members to grow rapidly, and the entire race's combat power system has been updated.

Before acquiring the game space, he must thoroughly understand the combat strength of the Netherworld Council.

Faced with the respectful question from the throat, the guide opened his sleepy eyes and began to explain with a bored expression.

During this time, Minghou organized and recorded all this information in the "Information Editing Page" of the forum interface.

After a half-hour conversation, he looked up at the sign again.

"Brother Guidance, thank you for your guidance," Minghou said humbly.

The water sphere ignored the guidance and slowly closed its eyes.

However, Minghou still respectfully placed his hand on his brow, showing respect in the manner of the Fate Clan.

The water sphere that floats around him is known as "Guidance Bro" by forum players.

A quote from the forum: When in doubt, ask for guidance.

It refers to someone who, while not personally addressing the problems, can provide the correct answers to all questions.

The guide, in the eyes of the players, is a person with a terrible attitude but who is almost an omniscient walking encyclopedia.

But Minghou knew that the water sphere following him was probably a projection of that person.

Analyzing all things and discerning the laws governing them... In the ancient legends of the monster world, there are four supreme deities whose status is second only to the creator god Di Zhaoshen. They are also the actual controllers of the monster world, and their every move affects the course of the world.

Of the four supreme gods, one holds the authority of "omniscience".

It is said that the supreme god who wields the power of "analysis" can see through the origin of all things, from the microscopic world to the rise and fall of a civilization, nothing can escape his gaze.

The God of Reverse Tide, who was sealed underground by the Fate Clan, was inferior to these four supreme gods in status.

The guiding water sphere beside him, though it never displayed the world-destroying power of the Supreme God, had the same ability to "analyze all things" as the legendary Supreme God.

In addition to the information obtained during the investigation on the way to Earth, it can be basically confirmed that the guiding water sphere beside him is a projection of that supreme god.

By calling him "Guide Bro," he completely benefited.

Although I did not experience the most turbulent years of the monster world, I know that back then, under the command of the four supreme gods, there were countless races and forces stronger than the Fate Clan who were loyal to them.

If it weren't for his status as a player, even touching its projection would be an overstepping of his bounds.

It was a height he could never reach in his lifetime.

My meager abilities are like a grain of sand, not even worthy of His second glance.

Therefore, the water sphere's attitude towards him is not important, but he should show the proper etiquette as a junior member of the same faction.

This is also his way of expressing respect for higher-dimensional deities.

Let's turn our attention back to the forum interface.

Through his conversation with the guide, he obtained more detailed information about the power of the Netherworld Council.

This faction is not very strong in terms of combat power. It is controlled by a group of 32 people and follows a development model of cultivating elites.

Even the strongest Hunter, the Councilor of the Netherworld, only has a hunting level of 289.

The game space rules they understand are very simple.

Similar to the Lord of Bliss, it randomly captures living beings from the outside world and puts them into game mode in order to obtain derivative energy that conforms to the rules and logic.

However, in terms of security, it is far inferior to the Palace of Bliss under the control of the Lord of Bliss.

The game space controlled by the Netherworld Council has no branch halls; the captured creatures enter the main space where the members of the Netherworld Council reside.

This can easily lead to unexpected risks.

Many groups leave spatial markers on their members, and will provide cross-dimensional support when a member encounters danger.

In the event of such an incident, the Youlu Council might face the crisis of annihilation.

In contrast, the Lord of Bliss's model appears to be very mature.

The strategy employed was a "three burrows for a cunning rabbit" approach, which effectively confined the risks to the branch halls while keeping the main hall isolated from them.

In any situation, the Lord of Bliss can abandon the branch temple at any time and then reopen it in a different location.

The process is like a gecko shedding its tail; closing more branch halls will not threaten the Lord of Bliss, or even the safety of the Bliss Clan.

This is the vigilance a seasoned hunter should have.

The monster world is full of opportunities and chances to grow and develop, but risks can also end the journey to the top of the monster world at any time.

Therefore, in the development of the monster world, safety is always the top priority.

The second most important factor is the speed of development.

The Council of the Netherworld has clearly taken this issue into consideration and has made targeted improvements.

According to the guidelines, the Council of the Netherworld divides external beings into three categories.

They are: intelligent, unintelligent, and unapproachable.

Once a creature without intelligence enters the game space, it is directly crushed into blood and qi energy to become game prizes. If a creature with intelligence is detected to have low life strength, it will be selected as a player to participate in the game. Those creatures that are obviously not to be trifled with will return to where they came from.

You're teleported into the game space, and then you're teleported out again in the next second.

Overall, this race is merely a potential race that has mastered the rules, but its combat strength is simply not enough in the monster world.

If he were to use his true form, he could easily handle this entire race on his own.

But now that his main body has entered Earth, he can no longer leave for safety reasons, so he needs to find a way to obtain the rules of the "game space" as a player.

The least efficient way was for him to lead his 32 tribesmen to take turns attacking the game space.

With the ability to regenerate indefinitely, they will eventually wear down the Council of the Netherworld.

But this is clearly not a wise decision.

It would be better to hunt and grow stronger first, and then make a move when you are strong enough to crush the Council of the Netherworld.

Alternatively, they could wait for other members of their clan to join as players, and then make their move once the clan has developed enough strength.

However, these solutions are time-consuming and cannot be implemented at this stage.

As he pondered, countless thoughts intertwined in Minghou's mind.

Most of these ideas are feasible, but they are inefficient.

Half an hour later, Minghou decided to try the bug exploit method first.

According to the guide, as a player, you can use any strategy that conforms to player behavior, so it is reasonable to exploit bugs as a player.

However, just to be on the safe side, he still chose to ask for guidance on whether the plan was feasible.

The positive response from the guidance immediately gave Minghou confidence.

Although this plan has many problems, it can at least deplete some of the Youlu Council's combat units.

Having made up his mind, he got up and left the library.

Suddenly, all the books on the desk floated up and returned to their places on the bookshelf.

Before long, Minghou's figure appeared in the Misty Coast region.

Arriving at a scene where no players were disturbing him, he slowly floated down to the ground.

The nearby sea breeze, carrying colorful mist, swept past his silver robes, but was blocked by an invisible force when it got close to him.

He slightly raised his eyelids, and the murderous wind swirling around his fingertips suddenly surged, like a solidified blue-black torrent, sweeping towards the dense forest in front of him.

Suddenly, a series of soft cracking sounds appeared as the leaves began to break apart.

Those ancient trees, which would take several people to encircle, crumbled rapidly the moment the fierce wind touched their trunks, turning into countless fine wood chips that drifted towards the sea with the wind.

Thick tree roots, tangled vines... were all crushed into dust by the fierce wind.

In the blink of an eye, the once lush corner has been cleared out, the ground so smooth it looks like it's been polished, with not a single pebble to be found.

When the fierce wind subsided, Minghou's robes remained perfectly smooth and new.

The open space in front of him was a canvas he had laid out for his next move.

He brought up the trading platform and began quickly buying up space-related materials.

This is the core resource for building a space teleportation array.

These popular materials are generally listed by players at a fixed price, and the price steadily increases as the player's faction grows.

In fact, the material output of the space system has increased at every stage.

But it still doesn't satisfy the players' needs.

Top-tier player teams and organizations need to use space-related materials to build spatial teleportation arrays.

Pet-focused players also need to consume space-related materials to create their pet spaces.

New players also need to consume space-related materials to create space slots.

However, there are very few production channels.

The main sources are the internal mining area of ​​Emperor's Tomb Village, two mining areas in the wild with a low probability of finding space materials, and a mining area excavated by the Spirit Breath Clan led by the Little Mage.

Production from other channels is negligible.

This is also why the price of space-related materials remains high; even the Gold Coin Merchant Guild cannot bring down the price of space-related materials through existing trade channels.

However, compared to the value of rules, the price of space-related materials is negligible in Minghou's eyes.

Three minutes later, Minghou, having finished his shopping spree, stretched out his finger and flicked it in the air, instantly causing the materials in his spatial bag to float in front of him.

The Void Stone gleamed with a deep blue light, the Void Cotton wrapped with silver threads, and a few Boundary Scales as thin as cicada wings.

He lightly touched the ground with his toes, his figure moving like a flowing cloud across the open space. As his fingertips fell, they left behind shimmering streaks of light, like a brush dipped in starlight, outlining a spiral array base on the ground.

He casually tossed the star-patterned stone into the air, where it embedded itself at the intersection of light marks, slowly melting and humming as it illuminated a translucent barrier.

The cotton-like substance was swept by his palm wind and instantly unfolded, transforming into countless silver threads that traveled along the array's veins, firmly locking in the scattered spatial energy.

He used his finger as a knife to gently cut a gap in the boundary scale, and the airflow that overflowed from it merged with the light traces, causing ripples to spread across the edge of the entire formation.

Unlike the Gold Coin Merchant Guild's spatial team, they need to research and refine the formation simultaneously.

The process of setting up the spatial array was seamless, his movements as light as a ritual dance. With a flick of his wrist, the runes at the array's core began to rotate on their own, and the remaining spatial materials returned to their positions following the trajectory of his consciousness.

In a short while, a small spatial array with a diameter of more than ten meters was formed.

As the array patterns flowed, they blended seamlessly with the surrounding sea mist. Unless one looked closely, it was almost impossible to detect that this open space had been enveloped by man-made spatial power.

As the last ray of light faded, Minghou landed in the center of the formation. Before the arc of her robes fluttering with her movement could even settle, a spatial rift leading to the game space appeared at the core of the formation.

With the guidance, he had obtained the coordinates of the location of the Netherworld Council space.

However, this time the space teleportation array he created did not directly lock the core coordinates, but instead locked the teleportation channel in the game space.

Entering directly would inevitably arouse the vigilance of the members of the Youlu Council.

This time, he planned to enter the venue as a "captured creature," so he opened a docking node in the teleportation channel for capturing external creatures, thus getting away with it.

Before the teleportation was activated, Minghou disguised his aura.

With a light touch of the fingertip to the center of the brow, a wisp of silvery-gray mist seeped from the body, wrapping around the entire body as if it were alive.

The fierce, menacing wind that had been surrounding his body quickly dissipated, transforming into a gloomy energy fluctuation.

This was the aura emanating from the "Styx Clan," a small tribe he had previously encountered.

This was done with the consideration that the Council of the Underworld had suffered great losses at the hands of players in the past, and might be particularly sensitive to the presence of players.

There's a chance they'll treat players as a third faction and eliminate them directly, unwilling to have much contact with them.

This is what players refer to as "blacklisting".

Determined that his identity would not be exposed, Minghou took a deep breath and stepped into the spatial rift.

The moment my foot touched the floor of the passage, the surrounding scenery instantly distorted.

Countless bizarre and colorful blocks of light flashed past my eyes, and a sharp whistling sound of air friction filled my ears, as if thousands of needles were piercing my eardrums.

He suppressed his outward spiritual power, allowing his body to be swept forward by the energy flow transformed from the spatial materials within the passage. A thin barrier of silver-gray mist formed around him, isolating the violent spatial energy within the passage.

The end of the teleportation tunnel grew brighter and brighter, and a blurry scene could be vaguely seen.

Minghou narrowed his eyes, locking the last wisp of his spiritual power completely within his body.

Then relax your body and let yourself fall towards the light like a kite with a broken string.

The silver spatial passage behind him rapidly collapsed, turning into countless stardust fragments, and his figure, accompanied by a violent sense of weightlessness, plummeted into the colorful spatial passage used by the Netherworld Council to transport prey from the outside world.

Looking up, I could see many other creatures that had been captured, just like myself, tumbling through the passage like fallen leaves swept by a whirlwind.

There were creatures with six wings, monsters covered in lava scales, and several hunched figures huddled in the corner of the passage, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

They differ in form and aura, yet they all carry the same near-desperate panic.

They were all clearly aware of what they were about to face.

Occasionally, some creatures would try to struggle and turn back against the spatial current.

But just as he managed to gather a sliver of energy, he was struck by a purple arc of electricity that shot out from the tunnel wall, causing him to convulse and collapse instantly, letting out a silent wail.

The light ahead grew increasingly blinding, and just then, a beam of light suddenly shone down.

Minghou knew that this was the scanning process by which the Youlu Council screened "game participants".

Used to view the target's specific health level.

If the target is an organization registered on the blacklist, it will be sent back the next second.

For example, capturing newly arrived Black Tide evil spirits is a taboo that members of the Netherworld Council must never touch and must be sent back as soon as possible.

This is also a means for the Council of the Law to isolate risks.

The exit is near.

A blinding white light flashed before my eyes, followed by a sudden feeling of weightlessness and a heavy landing.

With a steady landing, he looked around and found himself in a completely unfamiliar environment.

What they were standing on was not a solid ground, but a translucent membrane made of energy, with dark purple energy swirling and flowing beneath them.

A thick, impenetrable fog filled the surroundings, with tiny, shimmering lights floating within it. To the left stood a towering spire, its tip entwined with chain-like bands of light. To the right, a broken stone bridge could be vaguely seen, and further into the distance, in the fog, huge, checkerboard-like patterns could be seen slowly rotating.

Looking up, a rotating black hole with a diameter of several hundred meters hung in the sky, which was clearly the stable spatial teleportation channel built by the Netherworld Council.

Every few seconds, a stream of light would fall from the black hole. Some fell beside him, some were enveloped by energy orbs and sent back to the space channel before they even hit the ground, and many more were thrown into the energy millstone at the edge of the black hole, where they instantly disintegrated and were refined into blood mist.

Life Throat's gaze swept over the creatures that had just landed. Some of them were slumped on the ground, some were roaring at the black hole, and others were trying to escape through the mist, but after taking a few steps, they crashed into an invisible barrier and were forced back to their original positions.

Just then, the surrounding space began to distort and fade.

A round table appeared in the center of the scene, and a series of messages with rules attached appeared in Minghou's mind.

The above shows an introduction to the rules related to game strategy.

He had already learned about the specific details on the forum.

The games here are not just about luck, but also about wisdom and strategy.

It mainly operates around three logics.

First, once the game begins, members of the Law Council, who control the rules, cannot directly kill the participants to gain victory, as this will prevent the generation of rule-derived energy.

Secondly, members of the Law Council cannot create unbreakable game traps; there must be one or more ways to complete the game, and these ways must conform to the game's settings.

The final restriction is that the hidden rules modified by the rule controller cannot be discovered by the participants; if they are discovered, the participants win.

This set of rules may seem to give the participants a way out, but in reality it is not fair at all.

Members of the Council of Shadows can modify a hidden rule setting and set traps before the game begins.

Excluding strategic advantages, members of the Law Council have a significantly higher win rate than the participating teams.

However, this rule is completely ineffective in the face of the guidelines.

As long as the opponent sets up rules and traps, there is no possibility of the player losing.

The cheating method can be explained on the spot, allowing you to win the game directly.

The player who posted the message on the forum ultimately failed because the members of the Law Council realized that the other party could easily see through the trap, so they simply gave up cheating and played against the player by skill.

As a result, the player's skill level was too low, and they were eliminated by the members of the Law Council based on their abilities.

The rules for winning the game are also very simple: players start with 5 lives, and winning five rounds will result in final victory.

Each lost game deducts 1 health point, and after five lost games, the player is considered dead.

The game has officially started, and Lifethroat is no longer pretending.

He plans to start exploiting the system directly in the next game.

Make money first, then learn the rules.

As the scene is reconstructed, a blurry, dark blue figure sits down opposite the gambling table.

The Life Throat was activated to analyze and scan, and relevant information appeared in the mind.

【You Ai (You Lu Clan)】:
Hunting Level: 125

Target Introduction: A member of the "Netherworld Council," a dominant force in the Netherworld, an elemental life form who gains growth energy through game space competition, skilled in various types of game competition, and possesses rule-level power granted by the game space.

The first round of the game was the dice-rolling game that appeared in the screen recording of the player who posted the message.

Each player holds five dice and compares the numbers to determine who is the highest.

"let's start."

He spoke in a mournful yet cold tone.

He went straight to the gambling table and sat down calmly.

You Ai made the first move, pressing down on the dice cup. The dice inside were instantly activated, colliding with each other and producing a crisp, dense sound.

Minghou also learned to press the button above the dice cup.

Before long, the two dice cups came to a stop.

At that moment, the deity lifted the lid, revealing a score of 20.

But Minghou didn't open the lid, and looked at You Ai with a smile:

"You cheat!"

Upon hearing these words, Yu Ai was clearly taken aback.

Obviously, no one expected that at the very beginning of the game, before the opponent had even analyzed the game's rules, they would directly choose the "trap-breaking" move.

This was the first time it had encountered such an opponent.

"Explain the principle behind the cheating." You Ai said calmly, believing that the other party was just guessing.

"I suspect you can only roll multiples of 4, so you can roll at least an 8 with five dice, while I can only roll at least a 5, so you're cheating."

Upon hearing these words, Yu Ai was completely stunned.

The other party guessed the trap with just one glance, which is completely illogical.

However, according to the rules and logic of the game space, it must provide rewards, otherwise it will be backfired by the rules and logic.

With a wave of his hand, an exquisite box appeared in the center of the gambling table.

Without even picking it up to examine it, he simply reached out and put it into his spatial storage.

"continue."

In the second round, the dice on the gambling table disappeared, and a stack of cards appeared.

The rules for this round are also very simple.

Both sides start with 100 health points.

Each round, the participants and members of the Law Council each draw one card from a random deck.

Card types are divided into four categories: attack, defense, counter, and nullify.

Attack cards are key to victory. After use, they are combined with dice rolls to determine the result. For example, rolling a 2 will deal 2 points of damage to the target.

After using the defense card, you also need to use dice to determine the result.

For example, a member of the Council of the Netherworld plays an attack card, while he plays a defense card, and the dice rolls for both sides are 6 and 5 respectively.

Players with the same or higher score than members of the Council of the Underworld will be exempt from damage from attack cards.

The effect of a counter card is to reflect all damage caused by the opponent's attack cards.

The effect of an invalid card is that it has no effect whatsoever; drawing it is equivalent to wasting a turn.

The condition for winning this round is to deplete the opponent's health points.

During the game, you can also choose not to play any cards in the current turn.

The conditions for winning outright are the same as in the first round: you can accuse the opponent of cheating and provide an explanation.

If you guess the cheating method correctly, you will win immediately; if you guess incorrectly, you will lose 50 health points.

Games start.

Just as You Ai set up the trap of rules and logic, Ming Hou slammed his fist on the table again:

"You cheated."

Upon hearing these words, You Ai suddenly raised her head, her eyes filled with confusion as she looked at Ming Hou.

But it still followed the rules and said in a deep voice:
"Explain the principle of cheating."

"You have hidden invalid cards. The cards you draw will only cycle through defense cards, attack cards, and counter cards."

This time, Yua was completely dumbfounded.

It suddenly realized something was wrong. If the first time was luck, the second time it gave an answer without playing a card, which could not be explained by coincidence.

The other party seems to be able to see through my behavior completely.

If this is the truth, this game simply cannot continue.

No matter how he plays, he always loses.

Unless they give up cheating and rely on their own strength in the subsequent games.

Unwilling to accept defeat, You Ai started the third round after offering up his losing chips. This time, he still chose to set a low-probability game trap.

This was intended to test whether the Throat of Fate could truly decipher the problems within the rules and logic.

As he expected, Minghou didn't try to hide anything and directly gave the answer by slamming his hand on the table.

Throughout the entire process, Minghou felt an indescribable sense of pleasure throughout his internal organs, and a feeling of unbridled joy permeated his fingertips and hair.

This is the kind of joy that only players can experience.

Forget everything else, forget about pretense and keeping a low profile, let's just flip the table.

He's here to rob us; he doesn't have time to play any games with the members of the Netherworld Council.

If you have any questions, go and talk to the higher-dimensional deities.

Hurry up and give me the money!

At this moment, Minghou suppressed the aura emanating from his body, his silver-gray disguise vanished, and his exposed silver pupils burned with undisguised arrogance.

At this moment, he completely shed the tension he had when he first entered the game space, leaving only the unbridled energy befitting a player.

"How did you do that?" You Ai asked coldly.

Minghou did not answer, his gaze fixed on Youai, the arrogance flickering in his silver pupils like an icy blade slicing into Youai's vision.

It makes You Ai feel as if he is being shrouded in an invisible shadow.

However, the opponent's health is not high, and if it weren't for the game starting and the rules restricting it, it could be easily killed.

An invisible net of oppression seemed to hang in the air, slowly tightening as Minghou watched.

You Ai's body trembled slightly as she tried to dispel the invisible sense of oppression.

Unlike the other selected contestants, this guy in front of me showed no fear in his eyes when facing me; instead, he seemed to be sizing up a caged beast.

It was as if he could overturn the entire betting game in the next second if he wanted to.

At this moment, Minghou slammed his fist on the table, his expression arrogant, and said:

"Stop talking nonsense and start the next game!"

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