Gacha games can't save this bizarre world.

It became a burning tunnel with a diameter of over 300 meters, connecting to the first level of hell.

We could already see some powerful demons lurking around. However, they were wiped out by Xiao Ruan, Wang Cai, and Da Shan, who were sent by Zhao Hao.

They're still guarding it now, killing anyone who comes near.

But such gates to hell are constantly appearing, only none of them are this big.

We can't hold on any longer. This is the last year. The final echo of the apocalypse...

By this time, Zhao Hao had calmed down as well.

After all, once he reached the peak of Silver rank and learned the truth about the world, he had already given up on saving the world and started preparing for the second plan to save the world.

So far, it's just a normal procedure.

A contract from two thousand years ago could not be stopped the moment it was signed.

This may be the biggest deal that Hell has made in the last few thousand years.

The consciousness of hell is watching this place.

That classic text says: "When that thousand years are over, Satan will be released from his prison and will come out to deceive the nations in the four corners of the earth. He will gather Gog and Magog and call them up to fight. Their number will be like the sand of the sea..."

Do your best, listen to destiny.

Zhao Hao sensed the six demon kings stirring within the sea of ​​spiritual energy, waiting for this period to come to an end.

At that time, the entire world will fall into hell and become one of the major planes.

At that time, even if Zhao Hao had a hundred abilities, couldn't they still bypass him and harvest souls?

Zhao Hao also had doubts about this and asked, "You're so eager for this world to fall into hell, do you really think you can defeat me once you're in hell? Aren't you afraid I'll launch a counterattack against hell?"

With six fiery wings, a human body and a snake tail, and wielding a long spear, Samael, representing the original sin of wrath, replied with a smile: "We are no match for you. Even if we came to Hell, with the blessing of Hellish consciousness and dimensional territory, we are probably still no match for you."

“I’ve only seen a handful of enemies like you, who have surpassed my own level, in hundreds of thousands of years. Perhaps only Lucifer the Morning Star could fight you in Hell. But we are not afraid of you coming to Hell…”

"Actually, we couldn't be happier! We'd love to have it!"

"Do you think we were demon kings of hell from the beginning? No, we were all gods in our respective worlds, but after falling into hell, we became demon gods of hell. If you come to hell, you will end up the same way. These are the rules, and if you come here, you must abide by the rules here."

"We've suffered under Lucifer for far too long. If you want to be the Lord of Hell, I support you! How about we team up?"

The Lord of the Flies and Asmodeus chimed in, "Yes, I highly recommend you do it! Once you become the Demon King, you'll find out how boring it was to be a god, while becoming the Demon King is absolutely awesome!"

Zhao Hao: This kind of change in mindset feels like some kind of depravity! You have already taken the shape of hell.

Hell consciousness is the general consciousness formed by countless hellish planes, much like the psionic sea of ​​this world. It is not an individual with independent personality and consciousness, but a general tendency, much like the Heavenly Way.

……

The year is drawing to a close; it's December 25th.

The Mantis Shrimp Alliance held its last large-scale celebration.

At midnight, at the very last moment of the celebration, Zhao Hao appeared.

During a live broadcast, he announced to over a billion people that he was about to create an era!

The so-called Genesis is the spiritual metaverse that Zhao Hao created based on his dream world.

Zhao Hao plans to take everyone's bodies into the dream world, so that their minds and consciousness can forget this painful memory and enter the metaverse that replicates the one before the apocalypse.

It was a material world without psychic powers or supernatural abilities; technology was the only thing that mattered.

There are no monsters, no hell, only people.

There, everyone can enjoy a peaceful life, instead of this tragic and oppressive apocalypse.

This is Zhao Hao's second plan to save the world. At least it can preserve these people's souls, preventing them from falling into hell and becoming food for demons.

"You have three days to consider. After three days, those who choose to enter the Metaverse will find peace in the new world..."

Not everyone is a warrior, not everyone is an adventurer willing to risk their life; most people yearn for a peaceful life.

They voluntarily gave up this memory and came to live in the "normal world" of their dreams.

At the same time, some people are unwilling to choose that illusory peaceful life, and even if it is extremely dangerous and they could lose their lives at any time, they still want to seek excitement.

Zhao Hao also gave them a chance.

Today's superhumans, relying on large-scale, three-dimensional psionic cities, may also be able to survive in this broken world.

That night, countless people discussed the future and engaged in heated debates on forums and elsewhere. However, they could not change what would happen three days later.

The six demon kings in hell were mostly cursing.

Billions of souls just vanished like that?! I've been preparing for two thousand years! *sizzle*

Only the Morning Star, with its twelve black wings, floated silently in its quiet palace.

His master has failed. This world is no longer relevant to him, and he wants no contact with it.

Three days later, all the psionic base stations in the material world emitted beams of light, forming a psionic network covering the entire world with 3,600 psionic base stations worldwide.

At this moment, the psionic network, based on each person's choice, brought them into Zhao Hao's dream world.

"By 1999, the King of Terror will descend from the sky..."

Chapter 536 Epilogue: Magic Cards

Zhao Hao sat on a chair high in the temple, quietly gazing at the twinkling stars in the distant void.

Countless races, civilizations, and powerful beings have fought and united here, staging an endless and brutal epic.

Two hundred and sixteen years have passed since the birth of the metaverse, and two thousand six hundred years have passed within the metaverse itself.

It has already restarted five times, because civilization went astray, lost its potential for development, and is destined to perish in the metaverse. I wonder what the outcome will be this time?

At that moment, Elena walked over with Nanayasaki in tow, followed by Little Red Riding Hood and the little mermaid.

"What are you thinking about?" Elena nestled close to Zhao Hao.

Zhao Hao gently put his arms around Elena and Nanaya Saki, gesturing for Little Red Riding Hood and the Little Mermaid to sit on his lap.

"Look at all that. The countless opportunities and terrors in that void. Humanity is still too naive and too fragile. It simply cannot face such a challenge."

"The solar system is like a warm bed, or a false sanctuary. If humanity cannot leave the solar system, it is better to stay in the metaverse and live an illusory life."

"Those who call themselves Awakened Ones always yearn to pursue the truth, to shatter illusion and find reality. However, this cruel reality is beyond their capacity to bear. Unless the people of the cosmic universe develop enough power to break free of the solar system, they will have no chance to continue their race in this cruel void." www.zwwx.com

Breaking out of the solar system within the metaverse, which is the boundary of the metaverse, is the test Zhao Hao posed to humanity in the metaverse.

"Oh, by the way, are the demon kings still causing trouble in those hells?"

Elena smiled and shook her head: "Several demon lords, led by Samael, have agreed to stop causing trouble. However, they have one condition: they want to build a 'hell on earth' in the metaverse. They say that since you let people choose for themselves, then give them the opportunity to choose hell. If it is people's own choice, we should not interfere."

Zhao Hao thought for a moment, and in an instant, his mind had processed billions of calculations, with countless different results appearing in his mind.

"Sure. Like they say, let people choose for themselves! If they really do fall into hell one day, that's their own choice."

This is a shared dream of seven billion people; let people decide their own future.

Restarting repeatedly is not a solution.

……

In a crevice of an outer plane in the metaverse, a massive, crude, and black psionic mechanical base with a wasteland punk style, resembling an abandoned machine factory, is quietly operating.

This is the base of the Awakened—Canaan.

On the wall of the most important conference room, there is a calligraphy scroll that reads: "...In the midst of fervent fervor, one feels a chill; one sees an abyss in the heavens; one sees nothingness in everything; one finds salvation in despair."

This is the first awakened one, and a pioneer of awakened ones, left behind by a Chinese man. The man was very thin, always wearing a long robe, carrying a pipe, looking very serious but actually very fond of joking.

His hair stood up straight, like his stubborn and indomitable character. What was most striking was his thick mustache, which resembled the Chinese character "一" (one) in clerical script.

He died 146 years ago in a psychic accident.

After all, while this outer dimensional rift can avoid the constraints of the rules of the metaverse, it is also extremely dangerous.

Especially with psychic energy, improper use can lead to disaster. In the early days when everything about psychic energy was being explored, many people sacrificed their lives for it.

Even so, one in ten thousand people still meet the conditions for awakening, are chosen by the awakened, and are told the truth...

At that moment, a woman with black hair and a leather jacket closed a handwritten file that read: "The 99 War Secrecy Agreement: Memories must be buried forever."

She was lost in thought, perhaps pondering whether the so-called secret war of 1999 truly existed, or whether they and their companions were trapped in the mental matrix by aliens.

She hesitated for a moment, then asked a companion who was operating the psionic AI—Mr. Feynman—"Syd, how is the savior? What choice did he make?"

The balding man, who clearly had a high level of expertise in the computer field, didn't even look up. "If he is the destined savior, then he will definitely choose the red pill."

In the metaverse, a black-haired man swallowed a red pill.

When he woke up again, he was already in a wasteland punk-style Awakened Base.

He carefully sensed the differences in his body, clenched his fist, and smiled: "lifeisafu@kingmovie~"

The dark-haired woman who had been observing him couldn't help but ask, "What did you say?"

"Oh, I was just saying life is like a play!"

……

Rather, on a planet in the real material world, the surviving people, after more than a hundred years of hardship, rebuilt a different civilization. It was Zhao Hao who deliberately left behind the "Magic Card System," in which he left the power of cards in that broken sea of ​​spiritual energy, allowing those extraordinary individuals to use the cards and ultimately develop the Magic Card Civilization.

Because the spatial barrier is riddled with holes, the physical world is connected to many other worlds, requiring specific "beacons" to open passages to them. This is the advantage of the Magic Card civilization.

The advantage of the metaverse civilization lies in time; they have ten times more time.

Between the real-world Magic Card civilization and the technological civilization in the metaverse, which one represents the right path for humanity?

Zhao Hao, seated high on his divine throne, watched with a smile.