Chapter 571: Despair

As for Cheng Shuili's personality……

From the moment the transformation quietly began, she became like this.

Thus, this round now had the Cheng Shuili of this life, the revived Su Rui and Guanghui, and so many people still alive.

Cheng Shuili was very grateful to her first‑round self.

She was timid and weak, but she made friends with a group willing to entrust their lives to her.

She was useless, unremarkable, but she believed in herself, believed that things the system said "couldn't" be done might not truly be impossible.

So she pressed that option, using all her memories and abilities, using the determination to start over, in exchange for such a slim possibility.

Cheng Shuili lowered her head to look at the box in her hand; seven fragments lay still inside, light flowing, as if she could see countless shadows of people.

Along this journey, there have been far too many people.

This time, they can finally see a good ending.

Since the disaster itself brought them here, she would annihilate the disaster itself!

Since they cannot return to their homeland, they will take root on this new land and establish a brand‑new world!

The seven fragments trembled lightly in the box, as if they had seen Cheng Shuili's resolve.

She cupped the box in both hands, feeling a warmth spread from her palms throughout her body. It was a feeling of being accepted, as if this land had finally acknowledged her.

"Ding——"

The familiar system prompt sounded, yet it was unlike any before.

【All seven fire seed fragments have been gathered】

【Player "Wu Ya Zuo Fei Ji" chooses to end the disaster; the termination procedure officially activates!】

No matter where the players were, they all saw the light bursting forth from the Black Feather Safe Zone.

That light surged from the box in Cheng Shuili's hand, passed through the room's barriers, penetrated every inch of the Black Feather Safe Zone, and illuminated every corner of the world.

At that moment, some were fighting, some were fleeing, some hid behind cover trembling, yet everyone felt something and lifted their heads.

All the systems and beastmen also lifted their heads, gazing complexly at the erupting light.

The light shone on them, with no burning sensation, no sting, only a long‑lost warmth.

To humans, it was like the ordinary afternoon sunlight they had basked in on Blue Star long ago.

【System Announcement】

This is the final system announcement.

【Fire seed fragments have been gathered, ultimate authority activated! Terminating disaster core procedure…… terminating instance core procedure…… terminating road core procedure…… terminating……】

Prompts flashed madly, all players' panels flickering violently, like a dying instrument making its last struggle.

Until finally, a soft "ding" sounded.

All panels went out simultaneously.

The next second, they lit up together again.

【The Road Game has officially ended, loading the new game…】

The smiles on all the players' faces froze instantly; that line of text was like an icy blade, slicing through the hope they had just raised.

The light continued to surge from within, still penetrating every corner of the world, still warming every person's body.

But that line of text simply hung before everyone's eyes, like a resounding slap.

Yet those seven fragments, before Cheng Shuili, slowly twisted and transformed into a shapeless monster.

Its teeth were sharp, its form horrifying, its face covered in eyes.

Those eyes were densely packed across that distorted face, each turning, each gazing at her.

No, they weren't just looking at her.

Their sight pierced her, pierced the room's walls, pierced the Black Feather Safe Zone, pierced every corner of the world.

They were looking at everyone, as if astonished that such a tiny race had finally achieved the accomplishment.

Suddenly, a voice echoed in Cheng Shuili's mind, carrying a sense of relief and a strange amusement, like the anticipation when a step is finally finished and the next can begin: "Finally… finally we've reached this point."

The monster slowly opened its mouth, revealing layer upon layer of fangs, its face forming a smile full of malice.

Cheng Shuili suddenly understood, "You are the disaster itself."

When she spoke those words, her voice was unexpectedly calm.

The monster did not deny it; those eyes blinked, as if laughing.

"You may call me that," its voice sounded simultaneously in Cheng Shuili's mind, "Some call me the Creator, some call me God, some call me a demon… you can call me anything. For a name means nothing to me."

It laughed wildly, then cut off abruptly the next second.

Because a long sword that had appeared out of nowhere stabbed into its eyes without warning.

Cheng Shuili lifted her head, her eyes blood‑red, her gaze filled only with hatred.

She had long known that a monster that relished negative plotlines and harbored only malice would never leave the players a way to survive!

She had long suspected that ending the disaster might be a lie, merely a step to advance the game!

But it didn't matter, for humanity had nowhere to go anyway!

With this thing existing, the disaster would never vanish, the world would stay as it is, and no one could truly survive.

The sword sank into the eye socket, yet no blood welled out.

The monster's body trembled slightly, its countless eyes blinking in unison, as if savoring the pain from that blow.

"Interesting."

Its voice sounded again, no longer a murmur in her mind, but truly echoing in the rooms of the Black Feather Safe Zone.

"You dare attack me? I've been watching you for a long time—aren't you curious who the statue in the tutorial stage is?"

Cheng Shuili did not answer.

Her hand still gripped the hilt, her knuckles whitening from the force.

Disaster itself laughed, it didn't even expect an answer, and directly revealed the answer: 'That's you—no one has any memory of the first round, only I and you possess it.'

Look, we should be kindred spirits, yet you're holding a long blade and stabbing me.

Cheng Shuili remained unmoved, eyes downcast, she drew the long blade and, with a hint of resolve, stabbed it in again.

Disaster itself still showed no reaction, even pleasure appearing in its eyes, it said with a hint of mockery: 'You think you can kill me? You're overestimating yourself!'

Cheng Shuili's hand did not stop.

One stab! Another stab! Yet another stab!

The long blade stabbed into those countless eyes, was pulled out, and stabbed in again.

Each time she used more force than before, each time she was more ruthless.

But Disaster itself merely laughed.

The eyes that had been pierced healed instantly as soon as the blade left, not leaving a single scar.

New eyes grew from their original positions, blinking, looking at her with that damned pleasure.

You're venting.' Its voice seemed to come from all directions, 'You're venting your helplessness, your anger, your... despair.'

Cheng Shuili did not answer.

She merely repeated that action mechanically, as if she wanted to pour all the hatred of these two lives onto the blade's tip.

Until one time, after the long blade stabbed in, a prompt appeared before Cheng Shuili's eyes.