Chapter 357: I Came to Earth to Clean Up Trash

Fate City.

Fate Book, bruised and swollen, knelt on the ground.

Surrounding him were members of the Dragon Sparrow lineage, their anger not yet subsided.

Directly in front of him stood Ming Hou, who had only just logged off a short while ago.

At this moment, the fury in Ming Hou's eyes was nearly condensing into something tangible.

Looking down at Fate Book kneeling on the ground, he felt a surge of relief at having survived a calamity.

Thanks to the timely reminder from the Eclipse Clan, the consequences would have been unthinkable otherwise.

That brat from the Heaven-Determined lineage actually attempted to construct a great blood sacrifice formation on Earth, intending to refine the entire planet.

Simply audacious beyond belief.

If he had allowed him to activate the formation, he dared not imagine how severe the consequences would have been.

The happiness he had just begun to enjoy would have been completely cut short.

Even the trajectory of fate would have been severed along with it.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became; his silver-white long hair danced without wind, fluctuating violently with his emotions.

"I told you to pursue the trajectory, what were you doing?" Ming Hou's voice carried a bone-chilling coldness.

At this moment, Fate Book, kneeling on the ground, had his mask shattered, revealing a Iron Face covered in bruises, his eyes swollen into slits.

Just as he wanted to lift his head, the angry glares from the Dragon Sparrow lineage members forced him to lower it again, and he mumbled unclearly:

"I... I wanted to verify the trajectory of fate you left behind, and finally found the spatial coordinates you left... but after crossing spaces, I discovered this world was extremely desolate... I thought I had gotten the coordinates wrong..."

Through Fate Book's account, Ming Hou understood the beginning and end of the incident.

The root of all problems was that he had taken all the resources from Fate Book's body.

And Fate Book, thinking there was a problem with this transmission, wanted to transmit again by rearranging the coordinates.

But lacking resources, he thought of refining Earth to use it as a transit station for supplemental energy.

These words made the clansmen of the Dragon Sparrow lineage present tremble with fear.

At that time, they were only one step away from the official activation of the great refining formation.

Fate Book would have led them all to the underworld together.

Thinking back on it now, they truly felt post-traumatic fear.

The surrounding members of the Dragon Sparrow lineage murmured in agreement; some could no longer hold back and clenched their fists again.

But Fate Book had not yet realized just how much trouble he had caused.

Judging from the reactions of Ming Hou and the others, he seemed to have done something wrong, but he still didn't understand exactly where he had erred.

Upon arriving in this world, he had simply investigated the environmental conditions of this world.

Then he had set up a great refining formation.

And the living beings of this world were obviously not worth the anger of the Dragon Sparrow lineage members.

Since the development of the Fate Clan, the number of clans they had refined was not small.

The living beings in this small world didn't even have spiritual veins in their bodies; they were no different from ants, so how could the Dragon Sparrow Fate Lord care?

Could it be that his great formation had damaged the Dragon Sparrow Fate Lord's hidden layout in this world?

Amidst these wild thoughts, Fate Book still had one question in his heart.

Why had the intensity of the Dragon Sparrow Fate Lord's life aura recovered?

When they met earlier in the Monster World, the Dragon Sparrow Fate Lord's life aura was incredibly weak; a single breath could have killed him.

But in the blink of an eye, it had recovered to the level of a Half-God realm life aura.

Various questions kept flooding his mind, but Fate Book did not ask directly.

Right now, the members of the Dragon Sparrow lineage were all in a rage.

If he said the wrong thing, he feared he would get another beating, so he could only swallow his grievance.

This Dragon Sparrow Fate Lord was truly excessive.

First, he took the resources he had worked hard to accumulate, claiming he would guide him onto a path of transcendence.

But then he turned around and brought his clansmen to beat him up severely.

Simply bullying a junior; shameful!

Ming Hou looked down at Fate Book's shrinking figure and said coldly:

"Get up. I know what you are thinking. Do you think I am bullying a junior?"

"I wouldn't dare. This junior knows he was wrong."

No matter how much resentment he felt in his heart, the other party was, after all, a Fate Lord, so Fate Book decisively admitted defeat.

At this moment, Ming Hou turned his head to look at Ming Yun:

"Ming Yun, take him to your room and let him see the truth."

"Yes." Ming Yun nodded immediately, then glared fiercely at Fate Book kneeling on the ground:

"Follow me."

Although confused in his heart, Fate Book still got up shakily and followed Ming Hou towards the residential area.

Before long, he followed Ming Yun to the destination of this trip.

Ming Yun's room was simply furnished; the entire room contained only a monitor and a chair.

There was even a large hole broken into the ceiling of the room.

He was dragged by Ming Yun to the desk and forced to sit down, while Ming Yun stood behind the desk, his fingertips quickly tapping and swiping on a portable light screen.

Instantly, the monitor lit up, with a pale blue halo rippling along its edges.

"Watch closely." Ming Yun's tone still carried impatience as he opened the official homepage of the Monster World.

What met his eyes were the four large characters "Monster World," automatically translated into the script of the Fate Clan.

Fate Book couldn't help but frown, not understanding what Ming Yun meant by doing this.

Subsequently, under Ming Yun's control, the webpage jumped to the live broadcast page, opened a recorded video segment, and pressed play at 10.0x speed.

This speed was completely understandable for Fate Book.

And Fate Book's expression gradually shifted from initial confusion to shock.

In the recorded footage, he saw the Dragon Sparrow Fate Lord born from a spatial node in the body of a player, up until his rapid growth after leaving the space.

And this was precisely the weak Dragon Sparrow Fate Lord he had encountered in the Monster World.

The growth in strength could be described as lightning-fast.

In less than three days, he possessed the blessing of three rule powers.

When the footage reached the moment the Dragon Sparrow Fate Lord met him, his strength had already increased by hundreds of times compared to when he was first born.

The subsequent footage was even more shocking to Fate Book.

In the footage, the Dragon Sparrow Fate Lord chose to self-destruct under the siege of a horde of monsters, but resurrected at the point of his birth one hour later.

Ming Yun, standing nearby, closed the recorded footage at this moment and switched the page to the forum.

He pulled up a series of player strategy guides from his favorites.

Seeing the content within—that players could resurrect in the novice village one hour after death, and their bodies would also recover to the most perfect state—Fate Book's pupils beneath his mask contracted sharply.

He subconsciously touched his bruised and swollen cheeks.

"If you want to know anything else next, look it up yourself. You can control the cursor with the mouse on the desk,"

Ming Yun said coldly.

Hearing this, Fate Book pressed the mouse with trembling hands.

Trying to move it, the cursor on the screen immediately moved in sync.

Fate Soul Library, World Map, Functional Buildings... time passed as he browsed.

The content presented on the website made him feel unbelievable.

He finally understood the reason why the aura emanating from the Dragon Sparrow Fate Lord was completely different from when they were in the Monster World.

It was because he possessed two bodies.

One of them was the pure body he had inspected, namely the player's body.

At this moment, Fate Book clicked on "Glory Chronicles."

A virtual album with gilded edges slowly unfolded on the official webpage.

The cover featured crossed swords and shields; opening the prologue, a faint light and an old whispering sound arose, as if recounting the glory of battles recorded by time.

What met his eyes was a line of text: In the long river of years, some stories are worthy of being recorded in history to become legends.

Continuing to flip through, the large and small node battles recorded therein made Fate Book realize one thing.

This was no Glory Chronicles.

It was completely the record of a group of players wielding vast rule libraries, toppling one power after another in a devastating manner akin to cheating, and their process of rapid rise.

How terrifying the growth of this faction was, the Glory Chronicles recorded clearly.

Early posts on the forum also recorded this point.

From initially fighting entangled battles against derived evil spirits under the Waning Moon environment, to now establishing a player faction with territories spanning multiple regions.

The players were like a swarm of locusts, growing rapidly through hunting and devouring.

Every piece of information on the Monster World official website was overturning his cognition of this world.

Especially upon learning that the players' rule abilities actually came from the Primordial, he was stunned.

The strength of a Primordial monster might not necessarily be strong, but every Primordial was a framework-level rule of the Monster World, absolutely impossible for any faction to control.

The information recorded in the forum and the Glory Chronicles battles proved one thing.

Any Primordial Monster slain by players would become a rule mastered by those players.

This discovery left the Book of Fate utterly stunned.

The history of the Fate Clan contained relevant records detailing past research and investigations into Primordial Monsters.

In the end, they chose to give up.

Containing the Primordial was simply beyond the capabilities of the Fate Clan.

Later, after understanding the systems of top-tier forces like the Black Black Tide, they realized even more clearly what Primordial Monsters signified.

There was only one possibility for players being able to contain the Primordial.

Behind them stood a Creation-level deity from legend who had personally forged the Monster World: Di Zhao.

Connecting this with the fact that the Longque lineage had now settled on Earth to become players...

All these fragmented pieces of information rapidly assembled in his mind into a single truth.

This quagmire world known as Earth was actually a land bestowed by a high-dimensional deity.

Those seemingly frail creatures on Earth, who could be wiped out by a mere breath, possessed another side it had not yet seen.

They were the brutal force rising rapidly in the Monster World, exploring and hunting without restraint: the Player Clan.

Time passed, yet the Book of Fate continued scrolling through forum information.

It finally understood what the Fate Lord of the Longque had meant by "opportunity for transcendence."

That opportunity was to become a player.

As long as one could become a player, the shackles of their race would be completely broken.

They would gain a pure body capable of bearing countless rule-based powers, along with various rule-level functional buffs unimaginable to other races.

Furthermore, the growth model of players represented a freedom it had once never dared to hope for.

Exploration, hunting, the arena, fishing, dungeons, and so on.

As a player, one could live without restraint or bondage.