Chapter 989: The Truth of the Chain of Heaven (Requesting Monthly Tickets)
Fang Yue heard this, his spirit perked up, and he strained to listen.
"Kid, you know players are called migrants in the game. But do you know how migrants' bodies are born?"
"I've seen them—materialize out of nowhere."
"Materialize out of nowhere…?"
Meiyu Xianzi smiled bitterly and shook her head slightly.
"No, migrants' bodies are real—they're stolen from… another world."
Fang Yue froze on the spot.
"Another world… stolen? What exactly is going on?"
"More precisely, it's control. All migrants are controlled by the Chain of Heaven, cast into the Lan Hai World."
Control?
Fang Yue's face changed; he touched his back: "So we…?"
"That's right—we're the same. Or rather…" Meiyu Xianzi emphasized: "We're about to become just like them!"
This time, before Fang Yue could speak, Meiyu Xianzi continued.
"Every migrant, from birth, is connected to the Chain of Heaven—the chain's end is an unknown ninth-rank Transcendence-level Weird, which we call 【Chain Master】. Those controlled by the Chain of Heaven are called 【Chain Folk】. The 【Chain Master】 controls the 【Chain Folk】, waging war from one world to another; after dominating a world, they transform all its people into 【Chain Folk】, then deploy all Chain Folk to conquer the next world—endlessly, endlessly."
"The world we inhabit is called 【Suo Zhi Guo】 by other worlds. Our real world, Lan Xing, lies on the borderlands of 【Suo Zhi Guo】, a tiny fragment. Only when 【Suo Zhi Guo】 expanded did the crisis finally reach us—so much so that the Chain Master didn't even notice; it was merely unconscious expansion, crushing us underfoot."
"But precisely because of this, we've gained a chance to breathe, to survive."
Fang Yue listened to these words, his mouth gaping wide as an egg, his mind numb.
Chain of Heaven? Suo Zhi Guo? Chain Master?
He felt these terms were distant, vague, unreal; after thinking, he could only ask dryly: "Uh… is a ninth-rank Transcendence-level Weird that powerful?"
"Powerful? It's not about power. In the entire world, there are only seven beings as terrifying as this!"
Seven beings standing at the peak of the world—that's what ninth-rank Transcendence-level Weiries are.
And the 【Chain Master】 is one of them. Of the other six, the only one I know is… 【Ye Han】.
But 【Ye Han】's Capital, 【Ye Zhi Guo】, borders 【Suo Zhi Guo】; geographically, it's extremely far from our world, exerting negligible influence.
Rumor has it that 【Ye Zhi Guo】 is eternal night, where Weiries are immortal and indestructible, and the living conditions are far harsher than in our 【Suo Zhi Guo】."
She paused, then smiled: "I've gone too far. Back to our current situation: 【Tian Shi】 is approaching—the Chain of Heaven will descend from the sky, chaining every person on Lan Xing. What we must do is break free from this fate and fight with all our strength!"
Fang Yue froze at these words.
"You mean… we're still chained by the Chain of Heaven? We're not Chain Folk yet?"
"More precisely, we are—but others aren't."
"What do you mean?"
"It's complicated to explain. Simply put: you and I are players who, through the system, descended into the Lan Hai World—into the bodies of migrants! The moment we connected with those migrant bodies, the Chain of Heaven linked to us."
"When the game's internal testing ended and our bodies returned to the real world, carrying that power back, the Chain of Heaven used that power to lock itself firmly onto us."
"The more people enter the Lan Hai World, the more people the Chain of Heaven chains. If everyone enters the game, everyone becomes a slave of the Chain of Heaven…"
"Then why let the Lan Hai World go public?! Why let so many people into the game…?" Fang Yue couldn't help saying, but was quickly interrupted.
"But! Don't rush—listen to me. If we don't enter the game, don't gain power, 【Tian Shi】 will still descend—it's inevitable. Our world has reached its protective time's breaking point. Either our protective shell shatters, 【Tian Shi】 descends, and everyone is slaughtered without mercy. Or, we steal power through the Chain of Heaven, become Chain Folk, become slaves, our descendants turning into unconscious beings, becoming the bodies of 'migrants,' sent to the next world."
At this, Fang Yue immediately recalled the bodies slowly materializing from the void in Gu Yue Cun.
Back then, he thought they were system-generated player bodies. Now he understood—they were people. Living people!
Only stripped of consciousness, erased of soul, preserved as hollow shells to be used.
And now, as his world is seized by the Chain of Heaven, all of humanity will one day become such beings—becoming the next 'migrants.'
A chill surged into his heart.
"Can't our own technological strength resist 【Tian Shi】?"
Meiyu Xianzi shook her head slightly: "If you've reached the Xian realm, you'll understand—the gap between such beings and gods cannot be resisted by any force we currently possess. So… our first-generation cheaters chose a third path."
"A third path?"
"Yes. The third path: we, the pioneers, sacrifice ourselves—our flesh, our lives—to resist 【Tian Shi】's Advent, so those who never entered the game, who never were tainted by the Chain of Heaven—the original natural humans—may survive, preserving our race, safeguarding… the last of humanity!"
Fang Yue understood: before the crisis of 【Tian Shi】, humanity split into two kinds—those who gained power and were infected by the Chain of Heaven, and ordinary humans.
Those who entered the game and gained power were the infected.
Those who never entered, or left early before their Weirdness level rose, were ordinary humans.
Meiyu chose to use the power of the infected to protect those uninfected, preserving their lives, safeguarding the lineage.
And Fang Yue was precisely…
His heart thudded.
"So that means I'm also…"
"Yes. You've already been locked by the Chain of Heaven. When the corruption reaches a certain point, you'll become… a Weird. If you're lucky, you'll become an unconscious shell, sent to the next world, your body occupied by another soul, serving the 【Chain Master】. The time left—for you, for me, for all of Lan Xing—is running out."
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