[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-this-life-i-will-be-the-protagonist":3,"chapter-this-life-i-will-be-the-protagonist-this-life-i-will-be-the-protagonist-chapter-1010":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","This Life, I Will Be the Protagonist",{"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},1532821,1991,"Chapter 1010 Divine Game: Player Relic 13","this-life-i-will-be-the-protagonist-chapter-1010",1010,"\u003Cp>Wind and sand billowed behind her as Rita left Oasis Town once again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every few steps she turned back to wave, and B8017913, perched on her shoulder, also glanced over its shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the town gate, L12185511 stood clutching the little wooden cat head with both hands, its eyes glowing brightly as it watched BS-Rita grow smaller in the distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>B80234615 muttered, \"...Sigh.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every time Rita had opened her mouth earlier, it had braced itself, terrified L12185511 would snap and drag all three of them into mutual destruction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita snapped back irritably, \"Why! Every time you talk I get mad!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>B8017913 didn’t even flinch. \"I’m genuinely afraid one day I’ll get struck by lightning just from being near you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t dramatize me,\" Rita shot back. \"Everything I said was sincere.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s exactly what’s terrifying!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she uttered a single lie, both it and L12185511 would sense it immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was an ability granted by the gods to help Mechanoids operate inside the Divine Game without being fooled by players.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when L12185511 could no longer be seen did Rita finally return to the initial room to check the batches of potion pigment she had been preparing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nivalis, who had been dutifully stirring mixtures, visibly relaxed the moment she stepped back in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Finally! You said nothing no matter what I asked. I thought something happened.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>B80234615 answered for her. \"You should worry. She owes a mountain of emotional debt outside and went to pay some of it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nivalis blinked. \"Oh. Which one?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita dragged Nivalis aside and sat down, face turning serious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m working now. No one is allowed to bother me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>B80234615 stared at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If L12185511 could see her real personality right now...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It pulled Nivalis to a corner, whispering. Occasionally Nivalis’ shocked reactions popped out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I knew this day would come!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good grief... good grief!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She forgave her? Just like that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No one escapes this butterfly...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Amazing. Incredible...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s pollen hell. Absolute pollen hell.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>B80234615 corrected her, \"No. It’s pollen euphoria.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nivalis paused. \"...Right. You’re the expert.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita pressed her fingers to her forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kids at home loved internet slang too much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Should she spank them? Would that help?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stopped listening to those two entirely and focused on preparing the remaining colors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time really was tight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some potions required long processing, so she used her gaming console and the [Ultra Memory] settings to adjust time flow and temperature, accelerating the process.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the new potions added in, she had enough materials to prepare all eight of her habitual base colors, and anything beyond that she could mix herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time all pigments were ready, two hours and twenty-seven minutes of the Game’s production phase had already passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She set up the nearly two-meter-long enchanted canvas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Porcelain dishes from her capsule machine became palettes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cup of clear water was set aside for rinsing brushes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides essential potions, she had redeemed two more enchanted brushes in different sizes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She laid them all out carefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her expertise wasn’t on par with veteran players, but a six-hour crafting window might have been designed precisely to level that difference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Top-tier creations required enormous time; veterans were just as constrained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Six hours could be their limitation—and her opportunity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing before the canvas, she tugged at her sleeve with a hint of regret as she looked at [Behind the Curtain], the time skill she had gotten from Pine Bloom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, it was still sealed by Bone Shade’s curse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she could use it, she could have dropped the temporal curtain and practiced endlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now she could only rely on another trick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pulled out her regular practice canvas from the capsule machine and activated [Waste Guide].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She practiced once, then used the owl brooch to shift away the cooldown and practiced a second time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when she fully decided what she would paint did she pick up her enchanted brush—one resistant to potion corrosion—and begin the real work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She instructed Nivalis to be ready with [Tail Tip].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Rita made a major mistake, Nivalis would spin around to rewind time to one minute earlier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Rita roll up her sleeves and focus intensely, Nivalis secretly messaged B8017913:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do you think? If she takes ages—centuries—before entering that ’Isolated Isle’ world, will her grumpy elf teacher there also get mad? Like L12185511?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>B80234615 replied, \"She’d coax him eventually. I’m actually confident in her now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nivalis: \"I await the day she crashes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>B80234615: \"She won’t. After she finishes the painting I’m telling him everything.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nivalis: \"...I’m the eldest pet. I’m not scared.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>B80234615:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she hadn’t paused just now, I’d believe that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once she finished eating the manifested dish from [Let It Die], Rita finally began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[You Are Being Watched]...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[You Are Being Watched]...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Apparently, even watching her paint was entertaining enough for several gods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stood on the far left of the canvas and activated one more skill—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One she had learned during a capsule-machine crafting class when she was drowning in self-doubt:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Talent Perception] (SSS-tier)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Am I an idiot?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This skill detects a target’s innate talent and temporarily reallocates your talents from other domains into one chosen field, letting you surpass normal limits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Costs 100 percent mana per use, lasts six hours, cooldown two Starsea days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her highest talent was still alchemy—displayed in full radiant bar, glowing with violet-gold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next came her artistic talent, often praised by Valena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then brewing, enchanting, cooking, jewelry crafting... an entire list.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She poured every transferable point into the painting category.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its meter shot past first place, then burned so bright the bar itself vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The word \"Painting\" shifted into a strange script she couldn’t even read, glowing elegantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who would she paint first?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had sketched more than ten possibilities while time was frozen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scarlett.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zoey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nivalis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even herself as a child.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the moment her brush touched real enchanted paper—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>it was Zoey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not Zoey’s cold, regal form from her past life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not the humiliated version wearing a ridiculous hat after Rita’s revenge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Zoey at her rebirth—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>in the shattered ruins of the Lopez estate—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a newborn in an adult’s body, curled naked, arms around herself, illuminated by the newly formed owl-light wings on her back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was Rita’s painting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She refused to let ugliness stain it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even when painting an enemy, she would capture their brightest moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind Zoey sat Rick, knees drawn up, watching her rebirth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita disliked him, so she painted him a little smaller.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, after a moment, she added a thin glimmer in his eyes—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>perhaps the only genuine emotion the man had shown in two lifetimes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him stood Sanchez, claws lowered, the bloodied blades just brushing Rick’s nape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet her gaze wasn’t on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked past the canvas edge, filled with pure battle spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita painted her with the gear from BS-’s final war—Sanchez at her strongest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Above Zoey, slightly left, she left a space for Shadow.Q.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which version?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one in High Tower?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one from the BS- battle?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Rita truly recognized Shadow.Q was the day they hunted Black Jade together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black Jade had promised to serve Blue Star if Rita offered Nivalis’ blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that moment, Shadow.Q had turned toward Rita with a calm, terrifying clarity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A politician loyal only to her cause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her epitaph would record her greatest achievements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And perhaps—if she chose—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>it might one day include the line:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Friend of the BS-Adjudicator.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita thought,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Shadow.Q wanted it,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She would allow it.\u003C\u002Fp>",1252,"2026-06-06T06:15:28.155Z",1,"novelbin.me","ef9997544a3331c9cdb67968b77b39788e94e6516a966accc9e004156263ac4b","this-life-i-will-be-the-protagonist-chapter-1011","this-life-i-will-be-the-protagonist-chapter-1009",1404,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthis-life-i-will-be-the-protagonist-cover.jpg"]