Gacha games can't save this bizarre world.

But things are different now. The surface world has too much psionic energy, which is equivalent to being stimulated every day.

In this situation, even people with average psychic potential will experience an awakening state.

However, their potential is not high! So, there will be situations where they awaken but are not fully awakened. That's a more serious situation than aberration.

This condition is called spiritualization disease. Mild cases require a small amount of spiritual energy to be injected daily to maintain the balance of the spiritualized area and prevent it from worsening.

In severe cases, there is no hope; it's even worse than late-stage cancer, and there are basically no solutions.

Fortunately, contact with the supernatural is now quite common, otherwise, who knows how many people would die from spiritual illness.

However, Robert Downton's mother was not so lucky; she suffered from one of the most severe forms of spiritualism, a cardiac spiritualism. She only lasted three weeks before passing away.

Robert Downton went from a playboy who drove luxury cars, chased after beautiful women, and drank hundreds or thousands of dollars worth of wine in a sip to a penniless, orphaned man.

At this point, he finally began to realize the truth.

As the saying goes, it's never too late to mend the fence after the sheep are lost.

Robert Downton stayed at the dangerous Downton Abbey for more than two months in order to become a superhuman.

His father was already quite wealthy, and a little over a year ago, he indirectly came into contact with the supernatural world. After all, the real world was already in chaos at that time, with "natural gas explosions" happening in the city every day. Well-informed people could get some vague clues.

It was around that time that their family received a book.

The black cover, made of an unidentified leather, and the brass corner protectors gave it a very dignified appearance. It felt cold and damp to the touch, suggesting it was no ordinary object.

With a stubble beard and dark circles under his eyes, young Downton prepared the materials, candles, blood, and so on, according to the ritual described in the book. Then he drew the magic circle, lit the candles, and began to pray.

That's right, he must become a superhuman, even if it means making a deal with the devil!

This is actually what many people think. After all, it's hard to live a normal life without becoming a superhuman, so why not take a chance?

Soon, a dark shadow appeared behind the curtains, hunched over with two curved horns on its head...

"What do you want? Power? Beautiful women? Endless wealth?" a hoarse, aged voice asked.

At the same time, a withered arm with sharp black nails emerged from behind the curtains: "Sign it, and you'll get everything you want."

The appearance of the devil put immense pressure on young Downton, and his heightened spiritual vision made him feel dizzy and disoriented.

He didn't even bother wiping the sweat from his brow before asking, "So, what's the price?"

"The price? It's negligible~" The old devil began to dodge the question.

Little Downton tapped his hand lightly behind the table, then smiled and said, "Then forget it, I won't sign."

The old devil immediately panicked, his voice filled with rage: "Sign it! This is your destiny!"

However, Downton Jr. raised his left hand, revealing a faintly glowing tattoo on his forearm.

That's the mark of the fantasy game!

This means he has become a Dream World player!

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" The old devil refused to believe what he was seeing, after all, he had come because he sensed that the one who initiated the summoning ritual was an ordinary person.

Young Downton bowed slightly, displaying the demeanor of high society. "I'm truly sorry. I'll choose to become a player. After all, their treatment is far superior."

The old devil's defenses were immediately breached, and he no longer cared about being mysterious, rushing out from behind the curtains.

He was dark red all over, with a pair of black horns and golden vertical pupils that seemed to be burning with flames. He also had a goatee and looked quite old.

"Damn it, why won't you sign? Are you trying to play dirty tricks on me?"

He smashed a hole in the solid wood table with his claw. "That fantasy game is so rude!"

The devils have many ways to deceive the souls of mortals, especially in this world where there are too many people facing desperate situations, so they succeed time and time again.

Especially considering the desire to become a superhuman!

Countless people have signed indentured servitude in order to become extraordinary beings.

However, when fantasy games began to spread widely, the devil's business declined.

In fact, after just over six months, their business has shrunk to the point where even a mosquito's leg is incredibly precious.

After all, you become a superhuman through the devil, but the price is your soul.

Moreover, these bastards are particularly wicked. They often tamper with contracts or simply plot against you, so that you can't experience the life of a superhuman for more than a few days before sacrificing your soul.

But fantasy games are different! There's almost no cost to becoming a player!

There are even some benefits, because many players will give up some of their psionic energy commission in order to develop excellent downlines.

Moreover, there are so many development paths for players, it's practically limitless.

For example, a food hunter who believes in the Boundless Blessed Food of the Orange Throne Celestial Venerable can find their own extraordinary path, even if they were a chef before.

Moreover, the various services offered by Fantasy Westward Journey are simply countless.

It's not that you don't know the value of something, it's that you're afraid of comparing it to other products! With such a comparison, only an idiot would sell their soul to become a hellish superhuman.

Even if the devils were willing to modify the contract and lower the cost, no one would come.

Now, the old devil's only order in a month has actually failed right in front of him, and he's even been mocked. If he doesn't break down after this, he's not a devil, he's a saint.

However, such humiliation of an old devil is probably not something a new superhuman can bear.

Seeing the old devil's mouth glowing and sparks spitting from his nostrils, he had already come over.

But little Downton seemed to relax, a smile appearing on his tired face.

Because he had already ordered the "Didi Monster-Slaying" service through the game's signature.

A man's voice rang out: "You devil, please stay away from my client."

As he spoke, a light bullet the size of a human head blasted the old devil away and slammed him against the wall.

The newcomer was Bian Mu, one of Zhao Hao's Seven Warlords of the Sea and a mage.

At this point, Bian Mu had already reached the peak of Black Iron 5-star. The staff in his hand, the robe he wore, the two rings on his hands, and the ornament on his chest were all extraordinary items of Black Iron 5-star. In addition, he had more than a dozen other items.

He was completely at ease dealing with the old devil.

In fact, this wasn't the first time he had dealt with devils and demons.

It has to be said that the players' inventiveness is amazing; it's like Melancholy driving a convertible—their imaginations are truly boundless!

Two months ago, a newcomer completed his outlandish plan according to a task assigned by the system and posted it on the Supernatural Forum for a fee to view.

From then on, new players had a way to make their first fortune right from the start.

That's right, it's a trap for the devil!

Little Downton already meets the requirements to become a player, but he's still holding on, all to complete the summoning ritual and lure the devil in.

Then, through the Didi demon-busting service, they hired powerful superhuman thugs to take down the demon.

Although the devil died and simply returned to hell, the whole process was extremely devastating.

This is like beating all of the competitor's bottom-level sales staff to the hospital; then who can compete with Fantasy Westward Journey for customers?

The game will treat this as an elite mission, offering substantial rewards. Completing it at the very beginning of becoming a transcendent being will provide you with starting capital!

In just five or six minutes, the old devil, filled with resentment, screamed and returned to hell.

Bian Mu smiled and said to Little Tang Dun, "The mission is complete. If you are satisfied with the service, please give it a five-star rating~ *pat pat*" and then disappeared.

……

In the suburbs of Los Santos on the West Coast, two groups are making a clandestine deal.

Where's the goods?

"Where's the money?"

"I need to inspect the goods first. You know how those players are these days, like mad dogs, meddling in everything. I need to see the goods first!"

"No! We won't deliver the goods until we see the money. Those sons of bitches always try to set us up, we won't fall for it."

The two groups were locked in a stalemate, neither willing to give in.

It turns out they were smuggling extraordinary materials.

There will always be gray and black market transactions.

Many extraordinary materials that are prohibited or controlled by the authorities can be traded privately for huge profits, for which they are willing to risk their lives.

Their biggest risk, however, comes from being hunted down by players of the game.

In addition to cracking down on demons, evil spirits, and those who steal customers, the official Fantasy Westward Journey game also combats the smuggling and trading of extraordinary materials in private.

Online transactions are so convenient! We also have anti-fraud systems, so isn't it cheaper and safer than offline transactions?

You should know that those shady characters like to tamper with these materials. How dangerous!

Therefore, it is everyone's responsibility to crack down on this illegal smuggling and trade!

As a result, a group of players started doing this specifically. This really hurt those former gangs.

So much so that both groups were on high alert, neither willing to relax even slightly.

However, their standoff continued, and several players lying in ambush nearby couldn't stand it any longer.

"Damn it, where is the trust between people? They have such a small amount of guts to engage in illegal transactions?"

"Close the net! Take them down! Surrender and you'll be spared!"

Nowadays, players in the game are incredibly powerful. According to rumors, one in three extraordinary individuals is a player.

Their influence is felt all over the world!

The advantages for players are so obvious that many people who are already superhuman choose to join the game and become players.

In today's world, transportation is practically at a standstill. Even a superhuman might not encounter anything if they ventured alone into the wilderness. They'd essentially be trapped in a city.

However, this is not a problem for players, because they can choose to descend through dream projection.

This allows them to appear in most parts of the world at any time—mainly in places where Zhao Hao hasn't had time to establish psionic base stations yet. For example, the North and South Poles, or some small islands and countries.

The projection feature is not only convenient, allowing it to appear anytime, anywhere in the world, but also safe.

Even if you descend and get killed, you only lose a portion of your spiritual energy and are weakened for a few days—players don't know that each death results in a loss of spiritual energy, which is then filled by Zhao Hao's dream, ultimately selling their entire being to him.

Those in-game gifts already had a hidden price tag attached.

Their very existence, including their ability to descend and their immortality, is enough to make them incredibly desirable.