[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-player-reboot":3,"chapter-player-reboot-player-reboot-chapter-594":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Player Reboot",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2272559,4438,"Chapter 594","player-reboot-chapter-594",594,"\u003Cp>With both methods deployed, as the summoning timer expired, the farmer reluctantly retracted his whip, which dissolved into nothingness; most of the spirits were shattered, none able to approach within arm’s reach of the Skeleton Knight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No spiritual fluctuation… I can’t sense anything.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abdul’s expression was dazed; in his worldview, the stronger the cultivator, the more extravagantly they wielded supernatural power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Puppeteers used their puppets to sweep and wash dishes; nenshou users used their mental energy to scroll on phones and play games; some mages, having suppressed their abilities for years, would still release a zero-level spell—[Mage Hand]—to fetch things for themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strong ones abused supernatural power as naturally as breathing. But Abdul felt no spiritual fluctuation whatsoever from the Tungsten Bone Knight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Republican-era mansion seemed to sense the gulf between its own power and that of the Tungsten Bone. Now, at the brink of death, all remaining mold erupted from the carbonized planks, merging into one giant mouth that shrieked toward the front, “ROAR!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The players felt their minds shaken to the core—a lethal itch crawled up their spines; the red spot curses on their backs sprouted dense mycelium, from which countless micro-spirits surged forth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wind enters the vessel, frost adorns the robe.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Quan chanted the sword incantation, drawing a Taiji sword from thin air, spinning it behind his back to shave away the rampant mycelium growing on his spine, then spun again and slashed toward Aida.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The latter, as a fully mechanical lifeform, now had only her head left—her original back, where the red spot curse had been, was gone. Yet even so, mycelium still grew from her titanium alloy skullcap, like hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alcy and Abdul, still capable of movement, fought desperately against the micro-spirits—but the spirits grew rapidly with every gust of wind, and even the comatose Radiance Warriors continued to generate them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come to me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abdul roared, face grim, clutching a sacred relic and slamming it hard onto the submarine deck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This sacred relic was not some power-up item from a two-word game, but an object from the Fate series universe, used as a ritual medium to summon specific Heroic Spirits during the Holy Grail War.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For example, a fragment of a cloak summoned Iskandar the Conqueror; a shard of the Sword in the Stone summoned King Arthur; a Tesla Museum artifact summoned Nikola Tesla.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the sacred relic in Abdul’s hand… was a watch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Precisely speaking, a Casio F91W digital watch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Cheng, whose senses covered all directions, had already sensed something was wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Its base is silver and iron, foundation stone and covenant of the Grand Duke… Your body obeys my command, my fate entrusted to your sword…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abdul chanted the summoning incantation at breakneck speed, shouting: “Come forth with the Wheel of Suppression, Guardian of the Twin Towers!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a blinding white light flashed, a middle-aged Middle Eastern man appeared before them, clad in a robe and wrapped in a headscarf,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>with a thick beard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes were resolute yet melancholic, bearing the nobility of a man born into wealth, the refinement of a scholar steeped in classics—contrasting sharply with the weathered AK-47 rifle he held in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What the hell.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Cheng, still facing away from the group, forced his expression to remain still, barely holding back the urge to turn around and rant wildly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Gray Rain, seated in the edge fighter jet, didn’t even bother restraining himself—he leaned close to the screen, jaw dropped. “It really is Deng Ge.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Really? Where? Where?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the comms channel, Cylinder and Cube Servitors erupted in excitement—well, in a certain sense, their source countries had indeed both fought against the United States, just like Deng Ge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He calmly pulled a lit cigarette from his robe sleeve, shoved it into his mouth, took a deep drag, then instantly drew his gun and fired.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The AK-47 fired without a single miss, each bullet striking the forehead of every micro-spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even more absurdly, as he fired, the classic opening theme of *Naruto Shippuden* suddenly blared from the surroundings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When you spread your wings, resolve never to look back. The goal we yearn for is that deep, deep blue sky~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back when Deng Ge had “hunkered down” in a Pakistani cave, playing hide-and-seek with the CIA, his personal computer was loaded with plenty of single-player games and anime—he must’ve watched them often.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Headshots every time, luck never ends.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The only Steam user in Caoxian gave you a like.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cylinder and Cube Servitors couldn’t help but cry out in awe—only to see Deng Ge cleanly eliminate every micro-spirit emerging from the red spot curses, then take another deep drag, a confident smile curling at his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant, Deng Ge clasped his palms together—and behind him, a spectral phantom of a Boeing 767 wide-body twin-jet airliner materialized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When you break through the clouds, you will know where your dream lies. May you shed all chains, and fly toward that boundless blue sky.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The *Naruto Shippuden* opening theme surged to its climax; the Boeing 767’s engines spun violently, roaring with immense force, crashing heavily into the Republican-era mansion atop the swamp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scene was nothing short of a world-famous painting: dozens of bloated, floating corpses swung their swollen, pale arms aimlessly, like oars, propelling the mansion backward at high speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the carbonized planks themselves trembled and shook, as if consumed by boundless terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the next second, the aircraft suddenly faded, passing straight through the mansion and vanishing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All players stared in shock. Gray Rain blinked in confusion. Cylinder and Cube Servitors simultaneously sighed in disappointment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“6”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deng Ge frowned at his own gradually transparent hands, then turned to look at Abdul, who had rapidly withered into a skeletal wreck within moments. He sighed, resigned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was not a proper Holy Grail War, and Abdul, as the Master, was far too weak to sustain a Heroic Spirit’s high-intensity combat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a touch of regret, Deng Ge and the Boeing 767’s phantom vanished. Yet the mansion’s escape speed showed no sign of slowing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because Li Cheng had already ascended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gray Rain quickly adjusted the microphone in the edge fighter jet. “Li Cheng, Wu Quan’s Ten-Eye Comm Earpiece is still active. Miss Yuan Donglian from the Special Affairs Bureau already knows the Skeleton Knight—won’t your actions give you away?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Skeleton Knight had effortlessly blocked Alpha Serpent Head at full power—his strength was unfathomable. Showing only his back was one thing; actually fighting would make identification far too easy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like a folk scientist pretending to be an academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences—open his mouth and say, “I think rockets should burn water to wash coal,” or “Black holes work because of the Five Elements: metal, wood, water, fire, earth”—and he’d be exposed instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Ten-Eye Comm Earpiece can indeed capture visual data within a certain radius around the earpiece, but only visuals—it cannot detect spiritual fluctuations.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Cheng replied, “So as long as I make enough noise, Yuan Donglian won’t recognize it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rapidly ascended to cloud level, casting Mist Concealment to disguise himself as a thick cumulonimbus cloud, while simultaneously activating the skill Dragon’s Breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the submarine deck, Wu Quan and the others couldn’t see the Skeleton Knight’s figure at all—only flashes of lightning serpents and thunderbolts within the cumulonimbus, accompanied by deep, rumbling thunder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Dragon’s Breath · Blue Dragon’s Lightning]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Illusion-Reality · Bullet Curtain Spectacle]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With both skills stacked, to Wu Quan and the others—and to Miss Yuan Donglian via the Ten-Eye Comm Earpiece—it appeared as if the sky itself had torn open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hundreds of thousands of blue-purple lightning bolts materialized out of nowhere, as if the heavens had shattered into countless mirror-like shards, descending straight toward the Republican-era mansion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The light was so blinding that Wu Quan and Pu Liya instinctively shut their eyes; Alcy’s mechanical ocular implant layered multiple light-shielding plates within half a second just to barely block the glare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon contact, the divine thunder shattered the floating corpses; the violent energy crushed every plank and the mold parasitizing them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air reeked of ionized ozone; the mansion, once floating on the water, vanished entirely—fish still swam beneath, as if untouched by even the residual shockwaves of that terrifying storm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is this… the level-40 expert’s mastery of energy control, precise to the finest degree?!\u003C\u002Fp>",1393,"2026-06-19T22:31:26.010Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","2eaffc73c183e36de48f6627a3f8e5faf527a9354665fe09eba755b55f3193b5","player-reboot-chapter-595","player-reboot-chapter-593",612,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fplayer-reboot-cover.jpg"]