Chapter 592: Epic

Outside the Initial Land.

Zhang Tie, who had come running all the way, foolishly stared at the hundred-meter phantom.

Hey, did you make another sculpture inside the fortress again?

Feeling the aura of battle, he rushed in.

As soon as he entered, he saw Lin An beating someone...

The sight was too horrible to bear.

As a fellow squad member, he immediately noticed the simulated disguise on Lin An's face.

The people kneeling on the ground all looked at their boss with fearful eyes.

As for the representative of the imperial family, he looked as if his ancestors had manifested, excitedly babbling.

The royal capital of Great Xia, above the throne.

Lin An looked at the map in his hand, his face somewhat pale, but it was no big deal.

One day earlier, after using all his strength to disguise himself as the first Ascetic Practitioner, all problems were solved.

Especially when he took out that bell.

I don't know how the first Ascetic Practitioner conveyed something through the imprint on the Initial Land to himself.

But that bell indeed ended up in his hand.

Even when he exerted his full power in a single strike, his strength exhausted.

After seeing the bell that could prove his identity, everyone knelt down in fear and reverence.

There was no way; the appearance of that bell is carved on the hundred-meter statues in each fortress.

It is the bell given by the first Ascetic Practitioner to his own child.

Therefore.

None of the Ascetic Practitioners present dared to attack him.

They could only endure the beating helplessly.

Don't look at how these Ascetic Practitioners privately resent the first Ascetic Practitioner.

But in fact.

As the former ruler who even saved this world several times, the first Ascetic Practitioner possesses an overwhelming deterrent force over the humans of this secret realm.

Moreover, many diehard factions still admire the first Ascetic Practitioner.

Thus, despite his strength being exhausted, Lin An returned to the capital without hindrance, and along the way had an audience with the emperor of Great Xia, Xia Xuan, who is also his "son".

In the emperor's bewildered, excited, strange, and dazed gaze.

He was again acclaimed by everyone as the emperor of Great Xia.

It went very smoothly; indeed, everyone representing the imperial authority appeared unusually happy.

"Captain Lin, what are you up to?"

"Why are you pretending to be the first Ascetic Practitioner?"

"And what did you see? Did you find a way to solve the mission?"

Beside the throne, Zhang Tie curiously gazed at the thoughtful Lin An, constantly stuffing fruit into his mouth.

These past few days have exhausted him.

Lin An helplessly raised his head, looking at Zhang Tie, who was as curious as Bear Two, smiled, and casually explained:

"It's simple."

"It's not that I want to pretend to be the first Ascetic Practitioner; rather, he wants me to do so."

"He gave me the bell that proves identity."

"Moreover..."

"The first Ascetic Practitioner is actually a player, I feel he's also a player from the Huaxia warzone."

"That is our death battle target."

As he said this, Zhang Tie froze; this news shocked him.

"Isn't the first Ascetic Practitioner someone from several thousand years ago?"

"How could he be the death battle target!?"

Lin An weakly waved his hand, indicating Zhang Tie need not rush; he would explain carefully.

"It's like this."

"First, 'he' is already dead, and my death battle mission is also completed."

"Moreover... he probably left me a considerable benefit..."

Thinking of the terrifying combat power displayed by the first Ascetic Practitioner in the image, Lin An felt a bit startled.

One person charged into the corpse tide, single-handedly fighting an unknown number of third-rank enemies.

The highest attribute value left behind, even if deducted proportionally...

would still be around seven or eight points.

When combined with the limit value, wouldn't that be the limit among limits?

After a brief pause, suppressing the heat in his heart, Lin An continued:

"He is indeed a player, but I guess he is either a player from the previous Doomsday Game, or due to the secret realm's time issue, he is out of sync with us."

"He entered a thousand years ago?"

"Exactly what happened, I don't know. After all, even the speculation that the Doomsday Game left behind players is something Chu An and I guessed."

"But that's not important."

"First, let's talk about why I'm pretending to be him."

One, this is also the meaning of the first Ascetic Practitioner.

He hopes I will deal with the blood zombie? So he left behind a bell representing his identity, and his complete aura information.

Two, the method to deal with the blood zombie, or rather the method to also deal with the Ascetic Practitioners, is at those coordinates, namely the blood zombie gathering place.

I need a large number of Ascetic Practitioners to blast open a path for us.

Just like an amoeba.

As for what was seen at the initial place...

An hour later, Lin An told Xiong Hanzi the entire history in detail, including every scene he had seen.

It's not for any other reason; these scenes indeed can bring people many insights.

After digesting for half a day, Zhang Tie smacked his lips and scratched his head:

"Lin Dui... I think I now know what happened in this world."

"The first Ascetic Practitioner, at the beginning was not an Ascetic Practitioner; he was just an ordinary player."

"After entering the Secret Realm, I guess he wanted to hide here."

"After all, outside is the Apocalypse, while inside looks like ancient times; what's not to like?"

Seeing Lin An nod in indication, Zhang Tie sighed and continued:

"But I don't know how. That guy might have brought the zombie virus in?"

"As a result, this world started to have zombies, destroying everything he had."

Lin An shook his head and added:

"Not necessarily."

"This world might have inherently had the zombie virus; it only broke out after he entered."

"After all, the first Ascetic Practitioner later couldn't solve the problem of the zombie outbreak no matter what. This shows that inside the Secret Realm, there is a specific outbreak procedure."

Xiong Hanzi tilted his head, thought for a moment, and blinked his eyes:

"Hmm, that's also..."

"So, for revenge and for himself, in the end he simply fought for all humanity."

"He fought desperately for hundreds of years, even a thousand, just to deal with that damn zombie."

"The more he fought, the stronger he became, yet the more desperate he felt."

"To become stronger, he grasped the power of the Ascetic Practitioners — that is, the more resolute he was, believing he could become a god, damn it, this kid really became awesome."

"Later, he found that Ascetic Practitioners still couldn't kill the zombies, or within the zombie tide he saw a huge secret."

"He gave up, so he simply merged with his own child? Became a blood zombie?"

"Just, Lin Dui.."

"Old Zhang really couldn't figure it out."

"Why did he look at you with a pleading face at the end? Isn't he supposed to have given up hope..."

"After doing so much, the result only got worse..."

Upon hearing this, Lin An shook his head with a complex expression.

His face bore a hint of admiration.

The admiration was for the first Ascetic Practitioner who had long been dead.

"Zhang Tie."

"What you said earlier was right, but later you were wrong..."

After a brief pause, Lin An looked with a heavy voice at the sculpture outside the main hall wrapped in the Mental Power Barrier:

"He was a genius..."

"He never gave up struggling, never gave up hope..."

"He, with mortal strength, sought hope, trying to oppose the world, to oppose the Doomsday System, by himself!"

"This is a..."

"Very complex, yet very simple..."

"A layout that has run through a thousand years."