Chapter 881: ‘Forbidden

Hmm?

Those words completely left everyone baffled.

Qin Weiyang twitched the brow, "You aren't confident?"

Yu Ning thought for a moment and said, "Three days is indeed a critical point; as player skill rises, rare Hidden Achievements gradually cease to be scarce."

Luo Shuangshuang worried, "I recall after the ninth Death Game only seven people in the era earned a 3 S Rating, but the tenth jumped to nineteen."

"Hidden Achievements rose to over two hundred people."

"Projecting this trend…"

"This time, perhaps three to forty people will obtain rare Hidden Achievements."

Lin Yang suddenly felt the surprise of being hit by a first‑prize lottery.

Felt a bit airy.

He didn't know what evening it was.

But amid the excitement, he added, "That can't be right? With the Cross-Era Matching in place, the difficulty should be much higher than usual."

Qin Weiyang nodded silently, "You hit the point; Cross-Era Matching is indeed enabled, but not every Old Era Remnant Faction will choose to activate it."

Lin Yang thought carefully, furrowed the brow, "So… only competing with New Era Players gives a greater advantage?"

The facts were in front of them; they had to admit it.

At the Round Table Meeting, Su Yang thought of this and voluntarily chose to cap their ceiling.

Thus it not only concerned personal interests, but also provided a layer of protection for all New Era Players.

Yue Zhao's era and the total number of New Era players were certainly unequal.

Retreating a thousand steps, even if every Old Era player wanted to pick easy targets and all chose Cross-Era Matching.

Then a considerable portion of players would still not be selected.

It would still be a "newbie" match.

This would directly reduce external interference, allowing all focus to be on the game itself.

Lin Yang was lucky; he encountered only one Old Era player.

Thus, with his improving game skill plus an Innate Talent of a supermodel, he cleared flawlessly.

The other New Era players might not have such luck.

If one delves into an Old Era's den, the outcome is obvious.

As for that batch of the most "lucky" players.

They will compete in a Relative Fairness environment.

No need to be disturbed by any old veterans.

Consequently, the already strong lucky ones can quickly obtain rare Hidden Achievements.

If fast, three days aren't needed.

Two days suffice for a return.

Eight slots— not many, yet not few.

"Boss is just one step away from a Permanent Seat; if missed this time…" Yu Ning wanted to speak but stopped.

The answer was obvious.

If missed, they'd have to wait at least three more months.

In reality, whether permanent or not hinges less on that status.

But rather on obtaining First-Hand Information of rule changes and the power to help draft the rules.

That is what Su Yang values.

He doesn't care about a superficial title.

What matters is how to start from the masses and covertly smuggle personal gain for oneself.

Conceiving a refined self‑serving Proposal is easy.

But getting the Proposal accepted by the majority is hard.

Su Yang is already very familiar with this non‑violent strategic game.

Lin Yang, however, is still a blank slate in this regard.

"No need to worry, someone will handle it for me," Su Yang said lightly.

"Ha?" Lin Yang was stunned, "What does that mean?"

"Literal meaning," Su Yang smiled mysteriously.

Saying that, he stripped his clothes, revealing oily, smooth skin.

A dense, indescribable pungent scent drifted out.

Except for Qin Weiyang, who remained unmoved, everyone else pinched their noses.

"My god, did you just crawl out of a sewer? That's so smelly," Lin Yang quickly fanned the air in front with his hand.

"Su Yang, what did you do? Why so stinky, go wash quickly," Luo Shuangshuang frowned.

Yu Ning said nothing, but stepping back a few meters already revealed his thoughts.

As for why Qin Weiyang didn't comment,

it was because she had secretly applied a 'Weakness' to herself the instant the odor emerged.

It dulled the five senses.

Su Yang lifted his hand and sniffed his armpit.

Seeing this, Lin Yang closed his eyes with a hopeless expression, "Gee, you still take a sniff, aren't you afraid of choking yourself to death?"

"I really beg you," Luo Shuangshuang grabbed the banner and bolted from the disaster site.

"Where's all this fuss coming from? It's only four days without a shower, is it really that much?" Su Yang's face suddenly showed a hint of unease.

"What? Four days!!!?" Lin Yang's eyeballs almost jumped out of his Eye Socket.

He shouted absurdly, "My grandfather's country dog, if it goes two days without a wash, will jump into the river and roll a few times on its own, and you actually even…"

He didn't utter the rest of the sentence.

It wasn't to spare Su Yang's pride.

But Su Yang had already raised his hand, lifting his hair‑filled armpit in front of him.

Lin Yang, unaware, felt a sudden rush of air through his Nose.

In that fleeting instant, he almost saw his deceased grandfather.

"You take a sniff, I'll handle dinner." Su Yang stepped forward another step.

"I beg you too." Lin Yang turned and ran.

Sight of his coldness made Su Yang feel instant disappointment.

He turned his head to look at the motionless Qin Weiyang.

Staring at that stunning pretty face, Su Yang sighed, "Wei Yang is still the best; everyone else is unbelievably fake."

But the moment Su Yang approached, Qin Weiyang suddenly widened her beautiful eyes.

She gave Su Yang an incredulous glance, then fled without looking back.

As if she had encountered something terrifying.

Su Yang:???

He sighed, "In the end, it was a misplacement."

……

After showering, Su Yang, wrapped in a towel, entered the room.

He opened the Wardrobe and casually picked a plain T‑shirt and shorts to change into.

He sat at the Dressing Table, using a hair dryer to blow dry his clean hair.

Looking at the messy hair at his temples and back of the head, Su Yang thought to himself, "Time for a haircut."

His hair hadn't been long to begin with, but after nearly a year without a cut, a wash almost turned him into a wild man.

Just as he stood up to find someone outside to help, a faint sound suddenly came from behind.

"Um?"

Su Yang turned his head and saw a metal badge suddenly appear on the Dressing Table.

He hurried over, pinching the badge in his hand to examine it closely.

It bore no extra designs or patterns.

It only had an unremarkable "Evil Ghost" skull emblem.

The back was completely blank.

"What is this?" Su Yang furrowed his Brow.

He clearly remembered that the table hadn't had this thing a moment ago.

And his room had never housed such an item before.

As he brushed the raised marks on it, a dignified female voice suddenly sounded beside his ear.

"This is the reward of the brave."

Hearing the voice, Su Yang's tiger‑like body quivered, "Sister Yao Ri?!"

"It's me," Yao Ri said.

Su Yang looked around, but saw no trace.

He realized this might be a telepathic transmission!

"You killed Su Qi, taking her place."

"From now on, player Su Yang becomes a Taboo member."

"This badge is a symbol of status; you must wear it at all times."

"Your Code Name within the Organization—"

"Demon!"