Chapter 166: Dark Descendant Treasury, Death Add-On (Begging for Monthly Tickets)

Meng Yuan Chu Altar.

Two communication light screens hovered before Qi Sheng.

The first light screen displayed Super Dimension, dressed in pale green, eyes clear yet lifeless.

The other light screen showed Nine Yin in a state of aged and failing health.

After hearing Qi Sheng's attribute-return concept in detail, Super Dimension nodded at this moment:

"The attribute-return concept is entirely feasible. You can understand the process as the replacement of physical body parts. For every attribute returned, a portion of the player's real-world body is erased and replaced with a part of the Player Body."

"Until 100% return is reached, the player's real-world original body disappears completely, leaving only the Player Body. From then on, consciousness upload will become the player shuttling back and forth between the two worlds, with only a projected shell left in reality."

"The difference is that reality is a Painful Painful Minghun-prohibited zone, so players cannot use Painful Painful Minghun traits in reality, but attribute abilities can be inherited based on how much Shou Shou Jili is consumed and used freely. This perfectly solves the problem of players' insufficient lifespans."

After hearing Super Dimension's analysis, Qi Sheng looked toward Nine Yin.

Nine Yin also nodded at this moment:

"But one issue must be considered. The lifespan problem can indeed be solved through attribute return, but the possibility of death still exists."

"For example, if a player dies from a real-world accident, this kind of death is unrelated to lifespan. Have you thought about how to solve it?"

Facing Nine Yin's inquiry, Qi Sheng nodded:

"Yin De Xiang Fa and I plan to open an independent hunting zone, which can also be understood as a hidden zone, accessible only to players who die non-natural deaths in reality."

"Players who die from accidents can form teams with each other in this zone, no different from normal players, but it will not interconnect with the zones where normal players reside for now."

"If interconnection is truly needed, it must wait until the Black Tide fully invades Earth. At that point, players can obtain Painful Painful Minghun traits while also meeting deceased loved ones."

After discussing the handling plan for deceased players in detail with Super Dimension and Nine Yin, Qi Sheng gained many new ideas.

But the specific plan would have to wait until the cultivation system was fully built.

Closing the light screens connecting Super Dimension and Nine Yin, Qi Sheng's consciousness jumped to the Colored Mist Coast zone.

……

Colored Mist Coast.

Dark Fragment, having revived from hibernation, surveyed the surrounding predatory gazes and immediately sensed something was very wrong.

The revival plan had not proceeded according to the steps he had envisioned.

After his life reconstruction, due to the massive loss of qi and blood energy, his body had degenerated into an infant form, making him no match for the group around him.

But what puzzled Dark Fragment was—

Why could this group he had never met know his identity, that he was a member of the Dark Descendant race?

And even openly state that he carried the secret to opening the Dark Descendant treasury.

Apart from himself and his deceased clansmen, how could outsiders know this secret?

"Hey hey, I'm asking you—where's your secret treasury? Take the brothers inside to have a look." The speaking player pushed his face close to Dark Fragment, pressing against its forehead, looking down into its eyes, asking with a savage expression.

Enduring the humiliation of having his little bird flicked, Dark Fragment knew he had fallen into a desperate situation.

Life and death were entirely in these fellows' hands. If he didn't cooperate, the plan to destroy the world might end in his premature fall before it even began.

The most important thing now was to preserve his life, then consider how to escape.

And the secret on his body was clearly the reason these fellows hadn't killed him.

His mind racing, Dark Fragment, after brief deliberation, looked at the player before him and spoke:

"Promise me you won't kill me, and I'll take you to the Dark Descendant race's treasury."

"No problem. Our gaming family has always kept its word."

Hearing these words, Dark Fragment felt contempt in his heart.

Any promise between races was meaningless, with no binding force whatsoever. Reneging was but a single thought.

Only one's own martial strength was a bargaining chip in negotiation.

His demand for a promise was merely to stabilize these fellows while he sought a way to break the deadlock.

Thoughts churning rapidly, he devised a counter-strategy.

The Dark Descendant race's independent spatial treasury stored abundant Dark Descendant energy. Entering the treasury held no disadvantage for him. Once inside, he could use the Dark Descendant energy in the space to activate a talent ability branded into his consciousness to turn the tables and complete a desperate counterattack.

Thinking of this, he immediately spoke:

"I'll take you to the treasury right now."

Saying this, Dark Fragment pulled out a dark-red necklace from his chest.

Nearby players crowded their heads in, activating their Analyze ability:

【Dark Descendant Reincarnation Space】:

Item Quality: 355

Item Description: One of 800 independent spaces forged during the Dark Descendant Legion era, each belonging to a different Dark Descendant Legion. When the legions collapsed during the cross-world war, they fell into the hands of different Dark Descendant Legion Commanders. It is a place where Dark Descendant warriors reincarnate, reconstruct their lives, and store resources.

……

Seeing the necklace in Dark Fragment's hand, the players' eyes went wide.

This thing was actually a quality-355 item, higher quality than the one in Tongzi's hands.

Although they didn't understand what "life reincarnation reconstruction" meant in the Analyze information, the key point was the latter part: a place for storing resources.

The zone voice channel instantly exploded:

"Holy shit, I want this necklace. How do we split it?"

"How about sacrificing Beneath Di Zhao and splitting evenly? Let the God King serve as witness?"

"I'm a college student, let me use it first."

"Cut it out, will you? The treasury hasn't even been opened yet—it's not time to divide the loot. Stay calm. Let's see what this kid does next, strip him clean first, then worry about the necklace."

"There are at least ten thousand players here. After sacrificing and splitting evenly, it's only a few thousand Shou Shou Jili, maxing out at ten thousand. I'll still choose the treasury."

The players buzzed with discussion over how to handle this high-quality necklace.

Just then, An Sui suddenly spoke:

"Put me down, I'll take you to the Darkborn clan's treasury right now."

The player holding An Sui heard this and immediately set him down, while nearby players decisively gathered to form an encirclement, preventing An Sui from escaping.

An Sui placed the necklace on the ground, and dark-red energy surged from his palm to touch the gemstone on the necklace.

With the gemstone at the center, dark-red rune lines rapidly spread across the ground like nimble swimming snakes.

As if an invisible hand were writing on the ground, the array was sketched at extreme speed; in the blink of an eye, a massive and complex circular teleportation array pattern formed on the ground.

Rune characters detached from the array, dancing around the gemstone on the necklace.

After echoing one another, the lights intertwined, forming a hazy and resplendent curtain of light around the array.

The nearby players immediately activated their Analyze ability.

【Darkborn Reincarnation Space Passage】:

Array Introduction: A connection node leading to the Darkborn's independent space.

……

Realizing the array had no problems, the nearby players all appeared incomparably excited.

Just then, a nearby player suddenly reached out and grabbed An Sui, who was about to crouch down and touch the gemstone:

"Don't move, first tell us how to activate the teleportation."

Facing the question, An Sui did not hide the teleportation method:

"You just need to stand inside the teleportation array and touch the gemstone to go to my Darkborn clan's independent space."

The nearby players heard this and reached out one after another to touch the gemstone; immediately the array spun at high speed and emitted a roar, with players continuously turning into Bai Guang and vanishing.

Learning through party voice chat that their teammates had truly entered the treasury, the remaining players also entered one after another without hesitation.

After a short while, An Sui followed the players in triggering the gemstone, turning into Bai Guang and vanishing on the spot.

Qi Sheng, who had been observing in secret, also followed the players into the space tunnel at this moment.

After a brief transit of consciousness, it was as if he had plunged into another dimension.

The Darkborn clan treasury presented before Qi Sheng's eyes was not constructed of physical matter, but woven from surging Darkborn energy.

With the players' arrival, the ink-thick dark energy at the entrance slowly parted like a curtain.

Driven by curiosity, the players stepped through the energy curtain one after another to enter the treasury's interior.

The space inside was vast; the floor was paved with flowing energy that seemed liquid, yet stepping on it felt as solid as bedrock. From time to time thin wisps of black lightning darted up, emitting faint "zzt-zzt" sounds — these were the ripples stirred up as the energy flowed.

The treasury's walls were covered in layer upon layer of carved runes, as if alive, constantly shifting.

At the very center of the space floated a massive energy Rubik's cube, outlined by countless fine energy lines; each face flickered with a different hue, and a faintly visible black vortex could be glimpsed within.

The top of the space was a dome composed of stardust particles, converging into a nebula-like magnificent pattern.

Through the analyzed information, Qi Sheng discovered that these patterns depicted world maps conquered and plundered during the Darkborn Legion era.

His consciousness touched a stardust particle at this moment.

Instantly, the image inscribed within the stardust particle magnified.

He saw a shattered world unfold before his eyes, with countless Darkborn warriors hovering in the air above the broken space.

Seeing this scene, Qi Sheng suddenly thought of the Glory Chronicle he had forged.

Clearly, the Darkborn Legion had a similar tradition.

Every stardust particle on the dome recorded a plundered, shattered world, imprinted above the space like souvenirs, forming a vast star-sea composition.

Reviewing these stardust records, he discovered that although the Darkborn clan during the Legion era was a plundering force, they only plundered resources.

By comparison, the Black Tide's plundering was far more thorough — it would devour the entire world down to the last speck, leaving not a single scrap behind.

Even more thorough were the Combat Bug Clan; besides devouring the world, they wouldn't even spare fleeing clans — their specialty was leaving no survivors.

Through the stardust records on the starry dome, Qi Sheng could see that the Darkborn clan had once had a glorious era.

It was just that in the plundering wars they encountered an unbeatable, even greater calamity — possibly the terrifying Black Tide, possibly the Combat Bug Clan — and in the end the Darkborn Legion collapsed, with the remaining Darkborn clan members scattering in exile and distributing themselves across different worlds to rebuild civilization.

An Sui came from one of these fleeing factions.

His consciousness swept across the scene, and through Analyze Qi Sheng finally understood why the analyzed information showed that this space was the area of the Darkborn clan's life reincarnation.

At the end of the multiple scenes stood an energy Rubik's cube ten times larger than the one in the first scene.

According to the analyzed information, this energy Rubik's cube possessed a powerful ability.

One could invest consciousness into it to nurture new life.

It could be understood that this space was, in the eyes of the Darkborn clan members, an underworld — both a place to store resources and the starting point of reincarnation.

The Darkborn clan would strip the consciousness of fallen warriors and invest it into the Reincarnation Cube to be nurtured anew.

Driven by curiosity, Qi Sheng delved deeper into analyzing the rune information on the Reincarnation Cube.

The content presented before his eyes left him not knowing whether to laugh or cry; he hadn't expected reincarnation and rebirth could be played this way.

【Reincarnation Cube Node (Rules Lost)】:

Darkborn War Merit: 0

Strength Talent (Passive): After purchase, the reincarnated new body gains Strength Talent +1.

Darkborn War Merit Cost: 1,000 points.

Wisdom Talent (Passive): After purchase, the reincarnated new body gains Wisdom Talent +1.

Darkborn War Merit Cost: 2,500 points.

Combat Mastery (Passive): After purchase, the reincarnated new body gains Combat Mastery Talent +1.

Darkborn War Merit Cost: 2,000 points.

Life Erosion (Passive): After purchase, the reincarnated new body gains the Life Erosion imprint, lifespan is greatly extended, and life growth potential is enhanced.

Darkborn War Merit Cost: 180,000.

Soul Absorption (Active): After purchase, the reincarnated body automatically possesses the powerful Soul Absorption technique, allowing one to weave a net of souls through the eyes, imprisoning the target's consciousness within it and trapping them in a mental dilemma, unable to control their body's movements.

Cost: 580,000 Dark Descendant Battle Merit.

……

After reading the analysis, Qi Sheng understood what kind of god-tier ability this once-profound cross-world plundering force had mastered.

This god-tier ability could be understood as: a system that grows stronger after death.

Each reincarnation allows one to spend Dark Descendant Battle Merit to exchange for talents in the next life.

Strength, wisdom, combat mastery... even appearance and innate abilities could all be purchased as goods in the Reincarnation system using Battle Merit.

The Battle Merit an Dark Descendant warrior gains through killing and plundering grants their next life a higher starting point.

Theoretically, a warrior with massive Battle Merit begins life at a starting point unimaginable to other members of their race.

By maximizing talents, each growth phase brings improvements in strength, wisdom, and other attributes.

Qi Sheng simulated two Dark Descendant warriors after allocating talent points.

Take strength talent as an example.

Warrior A has a strength talent of 10; Warrior B has a strength talent of 20.

With identical training regimens, Warrior B gains a strength bonus of 2 per physical training session, while Warrior A gains only 1.

The potential gap in talents within the same tribe is enormous.

This is very much like the concepts of karma and cause-effect found in many religions on his Earth before he crossed over.

Through effort in this life, one can achieve a higher starting point in the next reincarnation.

The difference is: in religious concepts, "cultivating the next life" is invisible to the self, but for Dark Descendants, the next life is clearly visible—one glance at Battle Merit reveals how high their next starting point will be.

No wonder the former Dark Descendant Legion possessed the ability to wage war across multiple worlds.

Under the blessing of this god-tier rule, Dark Descendant warriors feared no death, only seeking to gather more Battle Merit to exchange for greater and stronger talents.

Death did not mean the end of life, but a higher starting point after reincarnation.

In fact, Dark Descendant warriors needed death to grow, thereby acquiring more Battle Merit.

After all, hoarding large amounts of Battle Merit without spending it brought no breakthrough in power while still alive.

But once death triggered reincarnation and talent allocation, the new body's growth potential far surpassed that of the previous life, easily breaking through growth bottlenecks once impossible to overcome.

This aspect resembled players quite closely.

The difference was: players could directly convert Shou Shou Jili into power.

But Dark Descendant warriors could only use Battle Merit after death.

It was equivalent to a player hoarding vast amounts of Shou Shou Jili, then converting it into power upon death.

This life-restructuring concept immediately piqued Qi Sheng's interest.

If this rule could be combined with the Challenger System, every time a player died, they could allocate attribute and ability points in the Death Shangcheng.

The difference was: players protected by the Challenger System regained their memories upon resurrection after death.

But for the Dark Descendant Legion, death meant a completely new beginning after memory dissolution.

This was why the rule was called Reincarnation, not Resurrection.

Unfortunately, this Dark Descendant space was merely a node of the Reincarnation rule, not the rule's core.

After the Dark Descendant Legion was shattered by powerful forces, this node lost its connection to the main rule and became completely inert, unable to access the rule's power anymore.

Otherwise, the combination of the player legion's infinite resurrection and the Reincarnation rule's post-death talent allocation would have been perfect.

As for acquiring Battle Merit, it was not difficult.

The analysis showed that killing, plundering, and warfare all generated Battle Merit energy.

Player actions in the Monster World aligned perfectly with Dark Descendant Battle Merit acquisition and could also motivate players to engage in warfare.

"Pity—I have no idea where the rule went."

【Boss, maybe the faction that still holds the Dark Descendant Reincarnation rule has already arrived in the Monster World. Perhaps we'll meet them in the future and get a chance to obtain the Dark Descendant Reincarnation rule.】

"I hope so."

In Qi Sheng's view, the Guide's analysis did hold some possibility.

The faction led by An Sui was merely a branch of the Dark Descendant Legion, so it did not carry the rule when fleeing—only a Dark Descendant space.

The Reincarnation rule should be in the hands of the main lineage of the Dark Descendant Legion.

Like the Moon Eclipse Clan's homeworld, destroyed by the Black Tide, their exodus split into five groups, each crossing different world barriers to flee to different worlds.

The main lineage of the Moon Eclipse Clan fled to Earth, carrying the most crucial Star Network AI.

The other Moon Eclipse Clan branches carried only node AIs, vastly inferior in capability to the Star Network.

There was even a possibility that future Moon Eclipse Clan players might encounter other fleeing branch members in the Monster World.

Thus, the Guide's analysis—that the main lineage of the Dark Descendants carrying the god-tier rule might appear in the Monster World—was entirely plausible.

Perhaps the main lineage of the Dark Descendants has already thrived in the Monster World, becoming a dominant power on some continent, merely separated from the players' Pale Continent by countless mountains and rivers, making encounter difficult.

If such an encounter ever happens in the future, he had already claimed this rule.

Without dwelling on the matter, Qi Sheng's consciousness swept across the entire Dark Descendant space.

He found that although the space contained reserve resources, after conversion into Shou Shou Jili, it amounted to only 160 million—hardly wealthy.

The reason was understandable.

This branch of the Dark Descendants had fled to a Zi Xiao Shi Jie and had no means to acquire vast resources.

Coupled with the war brought by the Black Tide's invasion of the Zi Xiao Shi Jie, the tribe's reserves had been nearly exhausted; retaining a 160-million resource stockpile was already impressive.

He even suspected this stockpile did not originate from the Zi Xiao Shi Jie, but was leftover heritage from the Dark Descendant Legion when the branch split and fled.

Because the resource depot contained items from many different worlds, not products of a single Zi Xiao Shi Jie.

The wealth carried during the split had clearly been nearly consumed by now.

However, for him, it was naturally a good thing that players could gain additional benefits.

Each time a player sacrificed an item, he benefited from it.

At this moment, his gaze turned toward the players.

Players who entered the treasure chamber scanned the scene ahead.

To the left stood a small mountain piled with spirit crystals, radiating thick, multicolored spirit light; each crystal was transparent and flawless, painting the walls in dazzling hues.

Beside it stood rows of exquisitely carved jade caskets, their surfaces engraved with mysterious runes.

On the right side of the treasure chamber were arranged various oddly shaped weapons.

Swords were not swords, knives were not knives—they were weapons of alien races, unsuitable for players to use.

In the corner of the first chamber of the treasure vault lay a pool of spirit liquid extracted from spirit plants.

Seeing so many treasures, the players went completely mad, surging en masse toward all resources, initiating a looting mode—upon contact, resources were instantly absorbed into their personal space bags.

At this moment, no player paid any attention to An Sui, who had followed them into the vault.

At this moment, An Sui secretly rejoiced—he had finally entered the space's home ground.

Next, all these bastards would die here, taking nothing with them.

Even the items they carried would become resource reserves within the vault.

At this moment, An Sui raised his hand, and a complex spirit pattern emerged on his forehead.

Instantly, the floor beneath him, composed of energy, radiated light, and countless specks of light converged toward him.

His innate ability, "Dark Descendant Descent," activated; energy converged upon his body's surface, forming a prototype of a ten-meter-tall energy war golem.

The golem's head resembled a burning giant egg, crowned with three sharp energy horns, spewing "zzzz" dark red electrical currents.

Its limbs were thick and powerful, its arms like two flowing volcanoes, dark red energy churning across its surface, its hands transformed into massive energy claws, edges glinting with serrated crimson light like scorching blades.

Continuously converging dark red energy formed an energy core within the golem's chest cavity.

Feeling the energy interweaving outside his body, An Sui's face twisted into a ferocious expression.

According to historical records, the ability he now used was an innate talent exchanged for eighty thousand battle merits in his eighth reincarnation.

It was passed down through generations of reincarnations until it reached him.

He had always regarded this ability as useless—it allowed control of Dark Descendant energy to form a Dark Descendant war golem, its strength determined solely by the amount of energy consumed to construct it, relying entirely on external energy.

Thus, in his eyes, it held no value.

Yet he never imagined it would become the key to his survival.

After successfully constructing the energy war golem using the vault's energy, An Sui felt intense rage.

The humiliation he had just suffered, he would repay in blood.

These bastards would become his blood food, restoring his strength.

At this moment, the players paid no attention to An Sui, nor cared about him—they were still frantically fighting over the vault's resources.

Outside, the spatial array continued to operate, continuously transporting more players into the Dark Descendant treasure vault.

At this moment, An Sui struck, swinging his energy claws, sending arcs of dark red light slicing through the air—players caught in their path were torn apart.

"Hahaha, ants, all ants."

In the slaughter, An Sui's suppressed emotions were released, his bloodshot eyes gleaming with ferocity.

But soon he could no longer laugh.

He discovered that when these so-called player beings were killed, though they exploded into clouds of blood mist, they ultimately vanished into black mist, leaving not a single drop of blood or qi energy for him.

This meant his killings could not restore his true power.

Yet An Sui did not stop killing—he would crush every last one of these ants.

Then he would go outside, grow by devouring, and gradually ascend to become a god standing atop the pinnacle of this world.

But this idea was quickly suppressed by a new doubt.

He noticed something strange.

As members of the player race were continuously killed, they offered no resistance whatsoever.

Even at the cost of their lives, they greedily reached for every resource within the Dark Descendant space—this was clearly bizarre.

The answer to this question was revealed soon.

He discovered in horror that any resource touched by the player race simply vanished.

For example, the pile of spirit crystals—the players rolled on them, and the crystals visibly diminished before his eyes.

At this moment, in the regional voice channel, players were roaring excitedly:

"I told you having extra space bag slots was worth it—you all ran out of room, but I still have space, hahaha."

"Who the hell is taking care of An Sui? I'll help you pack these resources—go fight already."

"We're rich, we're rich! I asked the guide and just packed over ten thousand Shou Shou Jili—I can upgrade my Body Strengthening rank now, happiness came too suddenly!"

"Sure enough, only exploration players get rich—thanks to the explorers for bringing this fortune—I'll go flood his livestream with Shou Shou Jili later."

"Don't hit me, let me pack more—I need this windfall to unlock my seventh Star Vein slot, I'm coming for the Mental Shock Painful Painful Minghun!"

……

Discovering that resources touched by players vanished, An Sui panicked.

Although the Dark Descendant space's resource reserves were already dwindling, they were the foundation of his resurgence.

If they continued to decrease like this, he would have no starting resources to build the Dark Descendant fortress he envisioned, nor to begin his path of war and plunder.

But the players still ignored him.

For players, the meaning of life was far less important than earning gains.

So even as An Sui performed his antics right under their noses, not a single player cared—they preferred to spend more time looting the vault's treasures.

In the regional voice channel, players shouted for someone to stop An Sui's slaughter—but they shouted only, and not a single player took actual action.

They all understood one thing clearly: whoever went would die; only a fool would go.

Soon, most of the resources in the first layer of space were plundered, and An Sui also went berserk with killing intent at this moment.

But the players simply could not be killed to extinction.

New players kept entering the An Yi space through the teleportation array built outside the space.

The players who appeared didn't even bother to glance at him; they just howled and rushed toward the piled-up resources.

They acted as if Laozi had come with a sack to scoop up money, caring about nothing else.

They completely ignored his brutal slaughter.

An Sui could not understand why these lives would rather give up their lives than wealth.

Also, where exactly did the taken resources go?

With his current knowledge reserve, he simply could not answer this question.

All he could do was accelerate the slaughter and hold onto the wealth as much as possible.

This was completely different from the development An Sui had envisioned.

In his vision, once these greedy fellows entered the An Yi space, he would control the initiative from then on.

Through perception, he judged the blood qi strength of these strange lives and believed that after activating his An Yi War Puppet form, he would have the full ability to suppress them all.

He even thought that if he only killed a portion of them, the remaining members of the Player Clan would lose their combat power in fear.

But the plot did not develop according to the script's design.

The players entering the An Yi space were like untamed horses, with only the piled-up resources in their greedy eyes.

His slaughter not only failed to make these fellows feel fear, but actually accelerated their speed of plundering resources and wealth.

"Stop it all!"

Watching the resources decrease rapidly, An Sui roared desperately amidst the slaughter.

But not a single player listened to his words and chose to stop; they continued holding their sacks and scooping up money.

"Kill!"

An Sui let out an angry roar, controlling the energy war puppet enveloping his body to massacre the players on a large scale.

But as soon as one batch was killed, a new batch would surge into the space; the teleportation array remaining outside became a channel for the players to spawn in force.

Soon, a portion of the players rushed toward the second scene to continue plundering the resources inside.

At this time, the An Yi reached out, grabbed a player, choked his neck, lifted him high, and threatened:

"Your clansmen are in my hands; stop it all!"

No player spoke to answer; there was only the sound of snatching resources.

The nearby players didn't even bother to turn their heads to look at him.

"Your clans..."

Realizing his threat was utterly useless, An Sui stopped speaking halfway and crushed the player in his hand into a mist of blood.

At this moment, he was so angry he went mad, yet utterly helpless.

He even felt like a clown, performing with all his might but receiving no response from any member of the Player Clan.

Meanwhile, a video post sparked heated discussion on the player forum:

【Remember when someone said it was impossible for every time there to be an opportunity to scoop up money with a sack, that this didn't fit the normal settings of a game, and that this time it must be a trap scene? Well, what about now?】

Poster: Bei Gongzi

Content: (An Yi Space Video) (Screenshot of scooping money with a sack.)

Comment Section:

Xieyang Immortal: I was slaughtered by An Sui, what a pity; luckily, before dying I filled a space bag with a sack of resources. I haven't asked the guide yet, but a preliminary estimate suggests there's about ten thousand Shou Shou Jili. I'm so happy I could die. Explorers must have luck blessings; they can always find special scenes. With so many explorer players, why is he the one with the best luck?

Call Your Second Grandpa: Explorers are the internal God of Wealth of our player camp; following them really lets you eat meat. No wonder so many veteran players go to his livestream room to watch boring scenery after being sent to the small black room. I get it now; you guys are just camping for opportunities.

Erlang Mr. Fungus: An Sui is going crazy in the video, yet you guys aren't resisting. Why aren't you resisting? Hurry up and resist for me! Don't lose face for us players! Fight! Stop picking up stuff! Wait for me, I'm almost there (God of Wealth Red Temperature. jpg).

Tea Rhyme Millennium: I'm on the way; brothers, you must save some for me! My pet is almost level 25; I just need this windfall to rush to level 30.

Brave Little Newbie: When I saw the post back then, I knew there must be a chance to get rich in the special scene. But the problem is, I've only been in the Monster World for a few days! A newbie simply has no money to buy a vehicle. What's even more tragic is that I was killed by monsters halfway back to the newbie village. My strength is so weak I don't even have a chance to touch the opportunity. Please, veteran players, carry me (Wiping Tears. jpg).

After the post was published, it attracted more players to set out toward the direction where the An Yi space channel array was located.

The result was that An Sui simply could not kill all the players entering.

Outside, several long queues had already formed.

No matter how many players were killed, new players would always descend through the space array to fill the gaps.

Lucky players broke through An Sui's slaughter and began to loot wealth; unlucky players were killed by An Sui the moment they entered, before they even had time to scavenge resources. Their souls returned to Beneath Di Zhao, where they cursed on the forum, thinking that this dog thing An Sui was targeting them specifically.

This was also a feature of the Monster World in the eyes of the players.

In normal games, event and quest reward distribution mechanisms are designed to be relatively fair, allowing every player to experience the joy brought by the event.

But events in the Monster World depend purely on luck.

Unlucky players can die twice in a row without getting a single bit of resources, while lucky players haven't died once since entering the An Yi space at the start.

This difference always makes lucky players beam with joy and unlucky players curse loudly.

During this period, someone who aspired to become a World-Destroying Great Demon King felt his heart bleeding.

Watching the resources disappear while being powerless made his mental state unbalanced.

What frightened him even more was that his spiritual power was constantly being consumed during the slaughter; he feared he wouldn't last much longer.

Thinking that he would fall into the hands of these greedy fellows again, An Sui's mood plummeted to the bottom.

"Kill!"

In despair, An Sui chose to continue the slaughter, venting his emotions in his heart through this method.

Several hours later, An Sui was unsure how many Player Clan members he had killed.

He only felt waves of dizziness in his head; he could no longer maintain the Dark Kin War Golem form and was persisting purely through willpower.

Finally, he stood still where he was and stopped the slaughter.

The War Golem constructed of dark-red Dark Kin energy on his body surface dispersed into points of starlight.

The weakened he was exposed before the frenzied Players.

But to his astonishment, facing him who had already lost the ability to resist, the nearby Player Clan members still paid him no mind.

It was as if he were an air wall.

Whether he was there or not, it would not cause any emotional fluctuation in the Players.

"What a supreme humiliation!"

The Players' behavior made An Sui feel utterly stifled.

As the King of a clan, when had he ever encountered such a situation?

Even the commander of the Black Tide, who had destroyed his homeland world, would glance at him twice upon meeting him; indeed, he had even communicated with the Black Tide's Evil Spirit Warriors.

Yet this group of weak Players had ignored him from start to finish.

Even after he had killed tens of thousands of their clan members, he could not even earn a second glance.

Feeling humiliated, An Sui reached out to block a Player whose face showed greed and spoke viciously:

"I killed tens of thousands of your clan members; why do you not hate me?"

"Get lost! Hate your grandmother! Right now, what I hate most is you blocking my path."

Having spoken, the female Player who had been blocked kicked An Sui, who was in a weakened state, flying to one side, then sprinted toward Scene Number Three, shouting as she ran:

"Brothers, save some soup for me, I'm coming!"

An Sui, kicked down to the side, wore a dazed expression.

When the energy War Golem state faded, the death fear that had risen in his heart was completely filled by the humiliation brought about by the Player Clan members' ignoring him.

He had fought in the Dark Kin Legion for seventy-eight worlds, and every world had historical records.

During those long years of conquest, he led his clan members to shatter the barriers of countless worlds; An Sui's name rang like thunder across countless worlds.

As the commander of a legion, he was even hailed with the title "World Destroyer."

However, at this moment, in this strange world, he had encountered unprecedented supreme humiliations one after another.

Defeated by a mysterious war legion, he, though hateful, knew his skills were inferior.

There was no reason for failure; it was simply because he was weak.

But this group of ants calling themselves the Player Clan had kicked him, a Demon King who crossed multiple worlds, aside like trash.

Such humiliation had never existed before.

Looking up, he saw the gazes of nearby passing Player Clan members constantly sweeping over him, yet there was not a single ripple in their eyes; it was as if he were merely air, merely the most insignificant dust in this world.

This ignoring was like a sharp ice blade, stabbing straight into the depths of his soul; it was a humiliation more unbearable than being cut by a thousand knives.

His fists unconsciously clenched, bones cracking; the remaining blood and qi energy in his body surged like an angry tide:

"I will... kill you all..."

Before he could finish speaking, a figure passed by him, kicked him in the face, sent him flying to one side, and said with a look of disgust:

"Get lost, you dog thing blocking my way to wealth."

The anger in his eyes turned dazed again after that kick.

The pride in his heart was smashed to pieces by that kick.

His homeland destroyed, his clan members dead, himself near death... and now, being bullied by a weak ant faction that, before this, would not have been worthy of speaking with him.

Under the consecutive blows, An Sui's emotions completely snapped.

He lay dazed on the ground, watching the passing Players, his eyes empty.

The Players were like locusts crossing a region; wherever they went, there was nothing but chaos.

An Sui just lay quietly on the ground, watching helplessly as the resources of several connected space scenes flowed away like fine sand in an hourglass, irretrievable.

These greedy plunderers were still surging in like a tide, every pore on their bodies radiating a thirst for wealth.

The Spirit Crystal Mountain, once shining with brilliance, was now being frantically grabbed by greedy hands.

This was part of the wealth brought by his clan members plundering the myriad worlds during the Dark Kin Legion period; it had not been swallowed by the Black Tide, yet now, amidst the looting by ants, its light was gradually dimming.

The spirit vegetation stored on the space spirit fields was pulled up by the roots; even the spirit field soil was not spared, disappearing rapidly under the plunderers' rough treatment, leaving only the lingering medicinal scent of spirit vegetation in the air.

The war weapons in the arsenal also did not escape; they were fought over wantonly by the plunderers, yet these weapons had once been the life-blood works of Dark Kin clan artisans, and now, amidst the scramble, they collided with one another, emitting waves of mournful cries.

And An Sui, as if under a paralysis spell, watched all this dazedly.

There was a thought in his heart to save the situation, yet he was powerless.

The dizziness brought by the exhaustion of spiritual power made his body feel incredibly heavy.

His throat seemed blocked by something; he wanted to shout, yet could not produce a single sound. The anger in his heart, like a surging tide, crashed against his reason again and again, wanting to stir his fighting spirit, yet was defeated by a deep sense of powerlessness.

Even the liquid spirit marrow on the ground that constituted the Dark Kin space was not spared by this group of greedy fellows.

They lay on the ground, constantly striking the ground, digging out the spirit marrow; their greedy desire seemed intent on swallowing the entire Dark Kin space.

Watching helplessly as the Dark Kin space became a chaotic ruin, he had not the slightest way to stop all this from continuing.

Gazing at the Player Clan members whose faces were filled with greedy smiles, the spiritual light scattered by various resources deeply imprinted their "ugly" forms into An Sui's mind.

"I hate!"

He felt immense regret in his heart.

He could have chosen a different way to escape, yet he had chosen the plan he thought was the smartest.

Thinking of this, An Sui lay powerlessly on the ground.

He let tears swirl in his eyes, yet was powerless to change this cruel reality.

(End of this chapter)