[{"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-1404":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","This Life, I Will Be the Protagonist",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":12,"novelImage":21},{"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},1532761,1991,"Chapter 1404 Adjudicator Game: Game Invasion 9","this-life-i-will-be-the-protagonist-chapter-1404",1404,"\u003Cp>The moment Rita stepped through the fog at the end of the bridge and her vision cleared, she discovered a pair of black iron handcuffs around her wrists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chain connecting them was at least half a meter long. It didn’t interfere much with movement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What troubled her was the lock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Embedded between the cuffs was a tiny crimson five-layer Rubik’s Cube.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could feel it immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the source of the suppression affecting her abilities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Vine around her body and the lightning sword at her waist were noticeably less active than before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant Nivalis emerged, she shrank her body and settled onto Rita’s shoulder as usual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind them, the fog slowly folded inward like a closing door before finally dissipating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita looked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That strange feeling of having returned to Divine Game surfaced once again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was standing inside a transparent room with equal length, width, and height.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The walls carried a faint crimson tint, but they remained transparent enough for her to see the occupants of neighboring rooms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It looked remarkably similar to the waiting chambers before entering Divine Game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Identical rooms existed above, below, left, and right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet there was a crucial difference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike Divine Game, where each room was separated by empty space, the rooms here were directly connected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were rooms pressed against hers in front and behind as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She gazed through layer after layer of transparent walls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter which direction she looked, she could not find an end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was this a prison cell?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If so, then the structure of this so-called prison looked...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her gaze fell upon the tiny cube embedded in her cuffs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like scattered pieces of a Rubik’s Cube assembled into a complete form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Divine Game, by comparison, had merely laid the broken pieces out in neat rows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The realization sent a chill through her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet oddly enough, it also eased some of her anxiety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When she had looked toward the future from the starting point, what she saw was a scattered but orderly version of this cube prison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That wasn’t necessarily bad news.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In several more distant rooms, she spotted beings who clearly did not belong to the Tenth Epoch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After casting her a cold, lifeless glance, they simply returned to whatever they had been doing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some were crafting gemstones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others were brewing potions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some were eating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone seemed strangely busy, as though time was running out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as she was thinking about it, movement sounded behind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone had arrived in the neighboring cell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fog parted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cinders stepped through carrying her greatsword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment she crossed the threshold, an identical pair of shackles appeared around her wrists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, Cinders dismissed both her greatsword and light armor, returning them to their bracer forms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two exchanged greetings before resuming their inspection of the prison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, they checked nearby cells for other players or unfamiliar prisoners.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not long after Cinders arrived, the occupants of the two cells in front of Rita appeared as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their relationship clearly wasn’t friendly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, neither seemed childish enough to start arguing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who were they?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Veterans capable of reaching a place like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Starting a fight now would be ridiculous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deceitful Bloom and Lightchaser stood in their respective cells.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After quickly surveying their surroundings and gathering information, both of them turned their eyes toward Rita.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita: \"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At a moment like this, calling anyone \"Teacher\" was absolutely forbidden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had learned that lesson more than enough times during the past hundred years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lightchaser possessed a fascinating trait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ever since Cicada had mocked her for being underage a century ago, the elf had developed a habit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whenever she got angry, she forcibly suppressed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sight of someone practically exploding with rage while stubbornly holding her chin high and pretending to be calm made her look like a child trying to act like an adult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was incredibly amusing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a result, Rita, Cinders, and others...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, perhaps not everyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Deceitful Bloom certainly enjoyed provoking Lightchaser.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought had barely crossed Rita’s mind when Cinders spoke from behind her in a tone laced with faint amusement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"May I ask which one of you is Adjudicator’s teacher?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deceitful Bloom and Lightchaser immediately turned their heads toward each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then they both turned back toward Rita.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perfect synchronization.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One hundred percent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their expressions carried exactly the same meaning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You tell us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ah.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That black-hearted teacher had actually called for a parent on the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita instantly lowered her head and pretended to focus on investigating clues.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment she looked down, however, her eyes met Foolishness’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman was looking upward from the cell below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did these people possess some kind of Teacher Trait?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To avoid prolonged eye contact, Rita rubbed the back of her neck and looked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she immediately locked eyes with Quiet Mountain Rita in the cell above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the lower half of her face was hidden, the mockery in her eyes was unmistakable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if worried BS Rita might miss the message, Quiet Mountain Rita even folded her arms and let out a cold snort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmph.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita: \"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She just loved learning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was wrong with that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, more and more players began arriving, rescuing her from the suffocating atmosphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita wasn’t the only one who had realized the prison resembled a gigantic Rubik’s Cube.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Discussion quickly erupted in the Adjudicator Chat Channel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As information poured in, everyone noticed something peculiar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Games like mahjong and poker existed across many worlds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the rules often differed slightly from world to world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rubik’s Cubes, however, were different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps because their purpose was so obvious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every world that possessed a Rubik’s Cube toy used it the exact same way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scramble it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Restore it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the definition of restoration was identical.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each face had to become uniform.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once that critical clue emerged, players throughout the cells began sharing their locations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita had originally created the location-sharing rule to prevent people from getting separated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now it had become a vital tool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone hoped she could use the data to map the prison’s structure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, what reached her consciousness was complete chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sea of scattered blue lights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Opening World Sigh, Rita swept her hand across the pages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless blue points of light piled atop one another above the book.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[BS Rita]: Can’t see anything. The structure is chaotic. Before we began the invasion and deployed the anchor points, I noticed signs of disorder here. I assumed it was caused by differences in arrival times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one wasted time discussing the problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every player here was highly experienced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They immediately adjusted their strategy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead of relying on Rita’s map, they began using nearby players as anchor points.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone reported positions and observations through the chat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They attempted to calculate the total number of rooms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To determine how many blocks this giant cube contained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, another group of players began speaking with the unfamiliar prisoners in neighboring cells.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter what language they used, the response was always the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The prisoners continued their work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At most, they cast curious glances toward the players’ equipment and items.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Were they envious?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Regretful?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pitying?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The emotions were too complicated to decipher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was one thing they all shared, however.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every one of them belonged to races that existed in Starsea and Quiet Mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their mental states appeared stable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No obvious disabilities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No untreated wounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their clothes often fit poorly, as if taken from someone else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But most of them were relatively clean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether they used skills to clean themselves was impossible to know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, their faces and fur were well kept.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did that mean conditions here weren’t desperate enough to crush hope?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or were these prisoners simply possessed of extraordinary willpower?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As more players reported their locations, the process resembled a dark map gradually illuminated by torches.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each new light revealed more territory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet instead of exposing the prison’s boundaries, the growing illumination only uncovered additional cells.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More prisoners.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An even larger cube world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not a single player had discovered an edge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not one had reached the outermost layer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as though everyone had been buried deep within the center of the cube.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Locked inside blocks that could never move.\u003C\u002Fp>",1370,"2026-06-06T06:15:34.937Z",1,"novelbin.me","e435afafb27f2c928be887f8948a801a243e5b335d0da0e834ec0a1f51592e79","this-life-i-will-be-the-protagonist-chapter-951","this-life-i-will-be-the-protagonist-chapter-1403","https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthis-life-i-will-be-the-protagonist-cover.jpg"]