[{"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-1381":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},1533192,1991,"Chapter 1381 1381: 1381 A New Player Relic!","this-life-i-will-be-the-protagonist-chapter-1381",1381,"\u003Cp>Although there were no gods left capable of truly guiding Rita anymore, she still occasionally visited Cat's Ideal to sit in on the public lectures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By now, that had become a regular tradition aboard the ship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every day, either a Starsea god or a Quiet Mountain god would teach a class on the deck, open to every Divine Game player.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita often picked up fresh ideas there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And whenever the topic covered something she already understood, she would lower her head and quietly sketch instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recently, she had been drafting concepts for a new Player Relic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though she no longer needed to obey the six-item limitation imposed on players.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though she could now easily obtain artifacts far superior to anything she once possessed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She still wanted to redraw her Player Relic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If every Divine Game truly existed to shape players, then the concept of a Player Relic could not have been arbitrary either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, [Echoes of the Snowbound Realm] and [Aria of the Setting Sun] genuinely represented who she was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now she could obtain better magical canvases.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Better materials.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And more importantly, she now possessed artistic skill and emotional depth that her former self could never have imagined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So she decided to follow that old flash of inspiration and create it again from the beginning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today's lecture was being taught by Foolishness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The topic was skill recombination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quex, Rita, and Cicada sat in the very back row, each busy doing their own thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Onstage, Foolishness had already glanced at the three of them several times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She genuinely could not understand why these three idiots refused to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cicada's eyes kept drifting toward the paper resting on Rita's lap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita: \"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her pen paused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she casually drew a pig whose head was shaped like a hair dryer, complete with pale golden hair and Heartless Temptation vines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quex leaned over from the side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hm? Isn't that what's-her-name?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cicada saw it too and immediately exploded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you insane?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita replied calmly without even lifting her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What? You recognize her?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cicada: \"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're already this strong and you still play dumb?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next second, three gemstones shot across the room and smacked all three of them directly in the forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Foolishness's gaze swept across BS Rita, who was quietly rubbing her forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you want to chat, go outside.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After that day, Rita discovered something strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost every teacher aboard Cat's Ideal seemed to have developed the same weird habit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They all liked finding excuses to throw small objects at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as though they wanted to test whether she would dodge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this little game between gods ended quickly enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because BS Rita only ever sat still and took the hits when they came from Starsea Deceitful Bloom's vines or Starsea Foolishness's gemstones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like how, no matter how strong she became, Lightchaser and Cinders could still smack the back of her head whenever they pleased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita also liked visiting Apache from time to time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Little Kayden had grown up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At fifteen, she no longer carried the restless energy she once had, nor did she constantly talk about becoming nobility anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today, Rita sat by the window repairing a minotaur alarm clock while Kayden rested her chin in her hands across from her, watching quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We could just buy another one,\" Kayden said casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But Apache refuses.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mm. This one still works if you fix it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kayden looked at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You keep taking her to BS to play. What about me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You can come stay for a while too.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita tightened a screw without looking up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't worry. BS players can check faction reputation.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You never participated in that war. BS players won't hate you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kayden lowered her head after having her thoughts exposed so directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stayed quiet for a while before suddenly saying,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The other day, Apache said everyone in Lania Kaia suddenly started living like every day might be their last.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita set her tools down and flipped the minotaur clock over for inspection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint satisfied smile appeared on her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only had she repaired it, she had also added several strange new functions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stood up and rehung the clock on the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's how people should live in the first place.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kayden quoted Apache's favorite classroom saying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You mean treating every potion like it's the last potion you'll ever brew?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Exactly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita laughed softly and rubbed Kayden's head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in that moment, she realized what kind of painting she wanted to create.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The final moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant before worlds shattered completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beacon Youwo's philosophy had been extreme.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was also correct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to happiness, only ultimate suffering and despair could truly force living beings to Brilliance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And at that exact moment, Rita finally determined the form her new relic would take.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Illustrations for the World Sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only moments like those deserved the name World Sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She would paint one perspective from every world just before destruction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each world would become a tiny puzzle piece.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every piece would have carefully planned color palettes and themes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And when ten thousand pieces finally came together, they would form an entirely different grand illustration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Cat's Ideal carrying countless tiny worlds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those miniature glowing worlds would float throughout the ship like decorative lanterns or dreamlike fragments of light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita spent an entire year merely designing the draft and organizing the color structure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That did not even include sketching the individual world fragments themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was an absurdly massive project.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, she still had a hundred years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes Rita painted at home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes she painted aboard Cat's Ideal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But whenever she worked on the illustration aboard the ship, players would immediately gather around her in swarms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her drafts were extremely organized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every puzzle piece included the world's name, number, and rough color composition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most players stayed silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They simply stood there quietly, memorizing where their world belonged and observing how the pieces connected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But occasionally, some players would sneak over with small requests.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita looked down at the gift box someone had quietly shoved into her hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside were hundreds of neatly arranged vines of different varieties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deceitful Bloom leaned close beside her ear and whispered softly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You've made Vineborne cry so many times.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't you think you should make up for it a little?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita: \"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Deceitful Bloom left and Rita finished putting away the vines, another massive box appeared before her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This one contained top-grade limited edition gemstones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Foolishness adjusted her glasses and spoke quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brilliance shouldn't be hidden away in corners.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita: \"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And once she actually started painting the individual worlds, things became even more ridiculous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whichever world she happened to be drawing, the players and gods from that world would immediately stick to her like clingy little fish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Autumn Deer was especially terrifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mud bears sat beside her munching potato chips loudly while an entire army of Little Bear Cookies crowded across the table, standing on tiptoe to stare at her painting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every time Rita added a stroke, the cookies would collectively gasp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Whoa?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Rita had not gotten annoyed yet, but Nivalis already had.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She glared at Autumn Deer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why don't you all just go back to Tingo?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mud bears paused mid-crunch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He scratched one of his rounded bear ears awkwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tingo is all desert.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There are no flowers there. We can't chase bees.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he silently pulled out a jar of honey and handed it to Nivalis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Please don't be angry. Have some honey.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For three consecutive days afterward, Nivalis would suddenly sit upright in the middle of the night and slap herself across the face repeatedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes she would even stretch a wing toward Rita's head and ask thoughtfully,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Baby, want me to slap you a few times too?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita kicked her straight off the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Get lost! I didn't say anything stupid!\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1310,"2026-06-06T06:15:33.929Z",1,"novelbin.me","508f30e4f520272499f0a3ab09a107970f5d9c2c045229466760cb7d2f3c173f","this-life-i-will-be-the-protagonist-chapter-1382","this-life-i-will-be-the-protagonist-chapter-1380",1404,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthis-life-i-will-be-the-protagonist-cover.jpg"]