Chapter 262: Ten Thousand Qualifications, Strange Hometown
Chapter 262: One Million Qualifications, Strange Hometown
[The game is about to be updated, the content of this update is as follows]:
Posted by: Guidance (certification)
Update content 1: The new scene Sun Chaser Land is officially opened.
New scene location: north of the Pale Continent and southern part of the Rumbling Continent.
Introduction to the new scene: The Land of the Sun is a rift valley in the Rumbling Continent, composed of fiery gold fragments released after the fall of the ancient god "Kaci". The entire area is bathed in the never-sinking dusk, and three intersecting small suns on the skyline cover the area...
Update 2: The return function is officially launched.
Content introduction: A new "Return" function has been added to the function panel. Players need to wait for 5 seconds after using it, during which they can choose to cancel the return. After the countdown ends, the player will return to Tezuka Village in the form of death and enter a one-hour resurrection cooldown.
Update 3: Player qualification issuance.
Content introduction: Visitors who have not obtained the game qualifications can go to the Monster World official website to learn about the specific time of qualification issuance.
Game updates spark discussion in the forums.
For players who have already obtained the qualification to play the game, the happiest thing is the launch of the "return" function.
This means that the biggest drawback in the use of "Quick Return to City" in the future has been solved.
Secondly, there are also complaints from old players.
The treatment for new players is getting better and better.
Now even the self-service mode of returning to the city after death has been eliminated and changed to one-click automatic mode.
The even larger number of cloud players, after seeing the version update content pinned to the top of the forum, are more concerned about the number of game qualifications issued this time.
Wait until they are on Monster World's official website.
What you see is the qualification application that has not yet been opened, as well as the digital mark on the page.
Upon learning that Monster World was going to issue 200 million player qualifications this time, all the cloud players seemed extremely excited.
No matter how much you watch live broadcasts, it is better to experience it in person.
A new round of qualification issuance is coming again, and no one wants to miss this opportunity.
Even if the probability of qualifying is extremely low.
The headlines of major media outlets in the real world that day were all about the news that the Monster World was issuing 200 million qualifications.
Including the posts on the hot lists of various ethnic city forums, they are all discussions about the sudden distribution of 200 million game qualifications.
Compared with before, the probability of obtaining the qualification this time has increased significantly.
Members of all ethnic groups are looking forward to this.
……
Data City.
This is the newest city built by the human race.
The infrastructure renovation of many old cities is too complicated. The old and dilapidated buildings are like blood clots in the blood vessels, and the various corroded pipelines are like stubborn scars. Every renovation is like performing cardiopulmonary resuscitation on a dying patient.
Therefore, the human leaders proposed the "Future City Construction Plan".
Data City is the first city of the future.
This is also the first super city in the true sense of the human race. Although the population is still small, it is growing every year.
Those who can live here are generally the top talents of the human race.
The city's infrastructure was planned by the most advanced intelligent computer and was built in five years.
This is also a testing ground for the latest technology, where various novel technologies are applied and tested.
Data City is like a template for future cities, providing a reference plan for the reconstruction and even new construction of other cities.
The night is as dark as ink, but the city is not asleep yet.
The city's skyline was cut into broken geometric shapes by holographic projections, and huge billboards were suspended in the air, flashing fluorescent lights.
The slogan "Welcome to the Future" floated over the city as the airship floated.
Below the city, suspended traffic shuttles through like light strips, with engine hums mixed with electronic synthesized music.
The exterior walls of every high-rise building are decorated with screens that scroll through advertisements, information and other content.
A corner of the city.
Rain falls from artificial clouds, refracting under the neon lights, creating brilliant colors.
Ji Chen sat under the holographic billboard, holding an identity report form soaked by rain in his hand covered with age spots.
The hovercraft flying high in the sky stirred up a gust of damp wind, blowing away his tattered hood, revealing an old face full of wrinkles. His left eye was a cloudy grayish-white, and only his right eye remained clear.
He lowered his head at this moment, his eyes focused on the rain-soaked report in his hand, which clearly read:
[Name: Ji Chen]
【age:? ? ? 】
[Identity code: SJ-7429-2057]
[Residential area: Data City District 13, Vertical Block-Building C-Room 17. ]
【Occupation: None.】
Lifting his eyes from the paper, Ji Chen looked at the billboards all over the street.
His pupils shrank slightly as he watched the 3D virtual idol break away from the billboard and change postures in the air.
Everything around him felt strange to him.
"Ji Chen, you are now free, but all your actions must comply with the Data City regulations. If you have any questions during your new life, you can contact me."
A female voice came from the silver wrist.
Ji Chen looked down at his wrist, on which was projected the image of a woman in a blue uniform.
"I understand." Ji Chen nodded lightly.
"Your situation is rather complicated. The technical information you provided is being verified urgently. I will contact you later... Anyway, welcome back."
Ji Chen nodded again and reached out to close the conversation.
Standing up, he decided to go to his new home first.
"Hey, move aside!"
Just then, a blond boy riding a hoverboard whizzed past him and almost hit him.
Ji Chen raised his hand reflexively, and suddenly an invisible force gathered. The skateboard seemed to hit a transparent wall, and both the man and the skateboard flew out.
"What the hell!" The young man fell to the ground, holding the back of his head and looking around, his eyes finally fell on Ji Chen:
"what have you done?"
"Sorry." Ji Chen said, no longer paying attention to the boy, and walked straight to the navigation address that appeared on his wrist.
After one hour.
"Verification passed, welcome home, Master."
A blue light flashed across the door lock, and the metal door slid open automatically.
As you step into the house, the lights turn on automatically.
"Indoor temperature: 23 degrees Celsius, air quality: excellent."
The housekeeper's voice came from the ceiling:
"Your heart rate is detected to be high. It is recommended to drink a soothing medicine."
Ji Chen ignored him and looked around this strange home. This was also his first time here.
He was curious about the new technology that he had never come across before.
The overall space of the room has a hexagonal structure, and the walls are made of color-changing smart glass, which is simulating the tones of morning light.
The entire wall on the left is a data display screen, on which various indicators of the data city are scrolled in real time, including atmospheric pressure, today's simulated weather, travel suspension traffic, regional network load, etc.
After walking around the room, Ji Chen finally sat down in front of the computer desk.
After searching around, he couldn't find the monitor power button on the computer desk.
So Ji Chen squatted down and began to search under the desk.
"Do you need help?" the housekeeper suddenly asked.
"Where is the power button on the computer?"
"Turning on for you." The housekeeper directly woke up the translucent display.
"Where's the mouse?"
"There is no mouse device purchased in the room at the moment. Perhaps you can use the neural induction bracelet you are wearing to control it. Do you want to connect it?"
"connect."
Suddenly, a light and shadow prompt popped up on the silver-white bracelet worn on the right wrist, indicating that the connection was successful.
Ji Chen tried to wave his wrist, and the cursor on the screen moved immediately.
"It's not easy to use. A mouse is more convenient."
"Your idea has been recorded. We have ordered a mouse that fits your palm size. It will be delivered in 2 hours."
Hearing this, Ji Chen was stunned.
“Doesn’t it cost money to place an order?”
"Data City citizens are composed of descendants of martyrs from the Mechanical War era, top technical talents... According to Article 3 of Chapter 7 of the Data City People's Livelihood Security White Paper, all Data City citizens enjoy a basic consumption quota of 20000 credit points per year, an electricity quota of 8500 kWh, and the right to print 20 cubic meters of nano-synthetic materials."
After hearing the housekeeper's answer, Ji Chen fell silent.
This world felt strange to him.
He looked towards the monitor and opened the browser.
The navigation page has: database query.
Out of curiosity, Ji Chen opened the database query function and entered his name.
Suddenly, a large amount of information was listed on the web page, with too many people with the same name.
Fortunately, there is a search function in the upper right corner to assist in searching for information.
He adjusted the time to 2325, which was 223 years ago.
Suddenly, most of the pages of listed information were reduced, the content of the search column also changed, and the city name became completely different.
Find the city where you used to live, click OK, and then set your gender to: Male.
After some searching, he found the information he wanted.
[Morning Mist Evening News Social Edition (March 2325, 3)]
Title: Investigation into mysterious disappearance, whereabouts of intern researcher unknown.
[Our reporter Lin Yueru]: According to a missing person notice issued by the police station today, 27-year-old Ji Chen has been missing since the evening of March 3.
According to colleagues, Ji Chen left the Seventh Institute normally after completing his shift that day, but never returned to his residence.
Timeline restoration: At 18:30, he was caught by the building's surveillance camera entering the elevator alone
18:31 The elevator stopped at the 47th floor, and when the door opened, only an empty cabin was seen...
……
Ji Chen's hand hovered above the file, his fingers trembling slightly.
The blue light of the holographic projection shone on his face, making the wrinkles that had already been engraved on his cheeks even deeper.
The young photo in the surveillance screenshot in the news picture made his throat tighten.
That was myself from more than 200 years ago, wearing the light gray uniform of the Seventh Research Institute, standing in the corner of the elevator.
In the photo, he is looking up at the camera with a faint smile on his lips, as if he knows what will happen to him next.
Taking a deep breath, he closed his profile page.
The cursor hovered over the search bar for a long time, and finally the names of father Ji Mingyuan and mother Lin Ya were entered.
After the search, the parents’ information is presented in sequence.
Ji Mingyuan (died on August 2391.8.15, 89, at the age of )
Lin Ya (died on March 2398.3.21, 93, at the age of )
Cemetery coordinates: Sky Park E Zone 7th row (demolished)
……
I saw that both my parents lived to be nearly a hundred years old.
Ji Chen suddenly laughed, but his laughter was mixed with sobs.
During the long years since he left Earth, he had imagined countless times what his parents would look like with gray hair.
I tried to come back countless times, but it was always too late.
"Butler, do they have any video records?" Ji Chen asked with difficulty.
"Retrieving... Most of the video data is lost. We only found a video clip left by Lin Ya. The person involved has passed away, and the confidentiality period has exceeded 50 years. You can apply to view it."
"Check."
A projection was cast from the ceiling, and an old man sitting in a wheelchair appeared in the screen, with his silver hair combed meticulously.
His mother's signature pursed lips gesture made Ji Chen smile knowingly.
"Xiaoxing." Mother's voice was much hoarser than she remembered. "Please keep these old photos...especially this one."
She held up a yellowed photo with shaking hands.
Ji Chen held his breath. It was a photo of his family of three in front of the gate of the Seventh Institute on his 27th birthday.
In the photo, I am wearing a light grey uniform, standing between my parents and grinning.
"You were not born when your brother went missing." The mother gently stroked the photo with her fingertips:
"Until his death, your father would go to the police station every Wednesday to inquire about the progress. He never let it go in his life, and he was still thinking about him before he left."
Raindrops hit the window, but the only thing Ji Chen could hear was his mother's voice on the screen.
"I remember when you were little you always asked why your brother's room remained the same. The reason is actually very simple. We always have unrealistic fantasies. He might come back one day, and if he saw that his room had changed, he would be so sad."
"Xiaoxing, Mom knows you are very busy developing weapons. This may be the last video I leave for you. Mom's body has reached its limit. I can finally go find your father and your brother."
The image ends here.
The moment the light and shadow dimmed, Ji Chen saw the reflection of his old face on the desk screen.
A person who should have died is now sitting in the future two hundred years later, listening to his mother's last words to her other son.
Ji Chen's chest seemed to be clenched by an invisible hand, and it became difficult to breathe.
More than two hundred years is enough to wear down many things.
The inhuman tortures and the loneliness that was enough to destroy his will had already turned him into a silent shell.
He thought it would be difficult for his emotions to fluctuate again.
But at this moment, facing this most simple image of death, he could not suppress his emotions.
His mother's voice traveled across more than two hundred years, gently tapping his eardrums and accurately piercing his heart, which he thought had long been dead.
It turns out that some pains are never truly numb.
A tear slid down from his only remaining right eye and fell on the back of his hand.
He slowly raised his hand, touched the screen, and gently stroked his mother's face in the old photo with his fingertips.
"Mom, I'm back." The voice was hoarse.
With more than two hundred years of time lying in between, this call seems so pale.
No matter how much he has experienced and how much vicissitudes he has seen, at this moment Ji Chen still looks like a child who has been lost for too long.
Those edges that had been hardened by the years were completely shattered by this undelivered call.
The neon lights outside the window dyed the rain into colorful colors, and the light band of the hover car drew a fleeting track in the night sky.
Ji Chen's eyes became blurred and he suddenly felt extremely confused.
The memories of my parents are like an old window that has been covered in dust for many years.
At this moment, he was suddenly pushed open.
Those images that he thought were blurry were now so clear that it made his heart tremble.
He remembered that his father always liked to peel apples after dinner. He would hold the knife in his rough fingers and pull the peel into a long spiral.
Mother's hands always have a faint scent of hand cream. She always complains that her father and son have turned their study into a scrap yard, and often replaces the coffee her father wants with stomach-nourishing hot milk.
Every time my father goes out, he polishes his leather shoes until they shine.
When my mother cooks, she always hums unconsciously.
The pot of green ivy on the balcony kept dying and coming back to life, and none of the three of them remembered to water it. These trivial daily routines suddenly became so vivid.
For more than two hundred years, he thought he had forgotten the insignificant details, but at this moment they all rushed into his mind, making Ji Chen feel suffocated.
Those scenes that can never be returned to are engraved into my mind one by one.
Taking another deep breath, Ji Chen looked up at the screen and reset the search function.
Soon, new information emerged.
【Ji Xing (2326-2405)】
Introduction: A researcher of new weapons, who died in a massacre by the advent force "Double Blade Clan".
marital status: Single
Direct descendants: None.
……
After his brother's death, there were no direct descendants in their line.
He has no feelings for his brother whom he has never met.
But after all, he could not completely ignore the bloodline left by his parents.
He remembered what his father always said:
"Our Ji family..."
This younger brother named Ji Xing is the child that his parents poured all their thoughts and expectations into after they lost him.
It is also the bloodline that continues the same surname and carries the hope of the parents for the rest of their lives.
But now, this line is also broken.
A feeling of regret quietly grew in my heart, and memories of the other world also flooded into my mind.
In the eyes of my parents, I disappeared suddenly.
But the truth is far more absurd than disappearance, because he traveled through time.
Ji Chen clearly remembered that he was engulfed by a blinding white light while riding in the elevator.
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself in a world with twelve blood moons floating in the air.
Appearing on the teleportation altar with him were figures of various alien races.
Winged people with scaly wings on their backs, forest people with skin like tree bark...
In front of the altar, on the towering white throne, the god who calls himself "White Demon" has long hair hanging down like a silver waterfall.
When its fingers passed by, a burning mark was left on his forehead.
A constantly rotating snowflake-shaped rune meant that he had officially become a provider.
It can also be understood as: slave.
But before they could understand the other world, the White Demon killed a group of creatures that did not meet the requirements and were randomly summoned, leaving only creatures in flesh and blood.
After that, the white demon used consciousness communication to teach them the method of cultivation: blood sacrifice.
Rather than being a practice, it is more like a special contract.
They need to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth as required and convert it into blood energy and store it in their bodies.
Every once in a while, this energy will be automatically transmitted to the White Demon through the brand as a price for the right to survive.
During the long years of slavery, the alien creatures that came with him collapsed one after another.
Ironically, he, who was the weakest creature when he first came into the world, managed to survive.
Curled up in a dark corner every night, watching the bloody lines on his body moving in his blood vessels like a poisonous snake, he thought about dying.
I hate this body that is so battered and broken that even every breath I take carries an unpleasant smell of rust.
He didn't understand the meaning of his life. Instead of spending day after day in torture, he might as well give himself some relief.
But the appearance of an alien creature changed his mind.
It was a full moon night and he huddled in the shadows.
At this time, a slender figure sat down beside him.
Its scales glowed dark gold in the moonlight, and even though it was branded as a slave, its back remained straight.
While other creatures groaned in pain due to the blood sacrifice, it smiled nonchalantly.
This new slave made a very deep impression on him at their first meeting.
Through day after day of contact, they began to try to communicate.
It clearly remembered the first words that this fellow named "Dragonborn" said to it:
"Hey, do you know the difference between a warrior and a beast?"
As he spoke these words, flames danced in the Dragonborn's vertical pupils.
He didn't say anything, but the Dragonborn stretched out his right claw and pointed at his forehead:
"When a beast is tied up, it will accept its fate, but a warrior will think about when he can bite the enemy's throat."
This sentence also laid the groundwork for the Dragonborn's counterattack.
The Dragonborn, unwilling to become a prisoner, is always waiting for an opportunity.
Before this, it concealed its edge and lurked in the shadows, allowing the white demon's mark to extract energy from its body, but its heart never truly surrendered.
Even though he was forced to bow his head and endure the pain of blood sacrifice at all times, the fire of resistance in his heart was never extinguished.
The Dragonborn's fighting spirit also infected him.
As the Dragonborn said:
"It would be better to burn for a moment in flames and die in the most spectacular way possible than to rot in chains."
This sentence was like a sharp knife, cutting open the cowardice deep in Ji Chen's heart.
He made the decision to follow the Dragonborn in his rebellion against the White Demon.
In the days that followed, the Dragonborn taught him many things, including how to steal the energy that should have been channeled to the White Demon.
Whenever the Dragonborn mentioned the white demon, he always looked down on him.
It means that the white demon is just a slightly stronger creature in the small world and is not worthy of the title of god at all.
In the following days, all intelligence information such as the patrol routes and weak points of defense of the White Demon Clan guards were gradually collected.
While other slaves collapsed in despair, the group centered around the Dragonborn quietly accumulated their strength.
After a long wait, the opportunity finally came.
The frequency of the White Demon's energy extraction suddenly increased. When it summoned creatures from other worlds again, the White Demon that arrived was obviously seriously injured and in very bad condition.
This is also a great opportunity in the eyes of the Dragonborn.
After the white demon left, the breakout began.
The dragonborn's sharp claws first tore the throat of the white demon guard.
Ji Chen followed closely behind, unleashing all the energy he had hidden, and the blood sacrifice pattern burned fiercely.
This was not a battle of equal strength, but a group of trapped beasts risking their lives to tear open a path to survival, with people constantly dying along the way.
At that time, his eyes were fixed on the Dragonborn who was rushing in the front, and he only knew to follow the Dragonborn's footsteps closely.
Finally, they successfully broke through the last barrier, escaped from the prison, and entered the Eternal Night Forest shrouded in white mist.
But the war has just begun.
In the years that followed, this group of escaped slaves, led by the Dragonborn, launched a counterattack.
They attacked the White Demon's spiritual power veins, destroyed the sacrificial array, and rescued the new summoners.
The dragonborn is always at the forefront, even if his scales become increasingly mottled, the fire in his eyes remains bright.
Ji Chen often saw it standing on the edge of the cliff, looking towards the direction of Baiyao City.
There are twelve blood moons that never set, and the dignity and freedom that were once taken away from them.
The night wind blew up the broken wing membrane of the Dragonborn, but the Dragonborn's face was always full of confidence. He turned around and said to him with a smile:
"The biggest mistake Bai Yao made in his life was summoning me to this world."
There was no epic feeling in this war. There was only the flames spreading in the Evernight Forest and more and more cracks on the city walls.
Knowing that the White Demons have hostile forces in this world, the Dragonborn leads them to contact the alien race in order to obtain resources to assist in the war.
The enemy of my enemy is my friend.
The Dragonborn is undoubtedly an excellent leader. Under his leadership, the resistance team gradually grows stronger.
The war lasted nearly a hundred years.
The Dragonborn fulfilled the promise he made.
And he also followed the Dragonborn and successfully stood at the top of the city that once buried freedom.
He remembered how he felt at that time.
Looking down at the ruins of the city and looking back at past efforts, everything seems like a dream.
When he looked up at the Dragonborn, he discovered that at some point, almost all of its scales had fallen off, revealing the lava-like flesh beneath its skin.
But its spread broken wings seemed more stretched than ever before.
There were no cheers, no proclamations, only the whimpering of the night wind as it carried the ashes across the scorched earth, singing a funeral song for the White Demon Clan.
The Dragonborn also looked at him at this time, grinning and said arrogantly:
“Chen, freedom is never a gift bestowed by others, but a trophy torn from the throat of fate with teeth and claws.”
He then asked the Dragonborn what the future held.
The Dragonborn smiled and replied:
"The altar is still there. I will read the message inside and find the way home."
As he said this, the Dragonborn's pupils were burning with anticipation, and he continued:
"This world has never been my home. My battlefield is in a wider world. It is also the direction my people have been striving for all their lives. It is the most shining world in the void and a battlefield that only the truly powerful are qualified to set foot on. The future of me and my people belongs there."
"This world is just a stopover that appeared unexpectedly in my life. I have been delayed here for too long."
At that time, he curiously asked the Dragonborn what kind of world it was pursuing.
The Dragonborn's answer is:
"That's a world where the steps are paved with corpses. The weak don't even have the qualifications to look up. There's no need for you to follow."
Realizing that this might be his last moments with the Dragonborn, he offered his best wishes:
"Dragonborn, I believe you will also stand at the top of the world in that world."
Hearing this, the Dragonborn turned around with a smile and patted him on the shoulder:
"Wrong. Although I am confident, I also know how difficult the challenges I will face if I choose this path. I will most likely die in that world, but I will spend my life paving the way for my people to climb up. With one generation supporting the next, I firmly believe that the descendants of my people will be able to stand at the top of that world."
After this communication, the Dragonborn quickly cracked the spatial information stored in the altar.
He found the way home and also found the spatial coordinates for returning to Earth.
The Dragonborn was the first to teleport away.
At the last moment, the Dragonborn left only two words:
"gone."
No goodbyes, no instructions.
Ji Chen was about to speak when he saw that the Dragonborn had already stepped into the space crack.
The last thing he saw was the Dragonborn turning his back to him, casually waving his claws, and then walking away.
He couldn't help cursing, but suddenly he laughed out loud while cursing.
Because this is the style of the Dragonborn, even saying goodbye must be expressed in the most casual way.
After more than a hundred years of love, they finally became strangers.
And after the Dragonborn left, he stepped onto the teleportation array.
He was not as free and easy as the Dragonborn, and his mind was filled with memories before he left.
Those passionate years of fighting side by side, those nights of drinking cold dew together in the Eternal Night Forest, those moments of smiling at each other under the blood moon...all turned into a sigh in the end and dissipated in the wind of another world.
Dragonborn were born to soar.
And he will eventually return to the world where his parents are waiting for him.
My thoughts return to the present.
However, the hometown he once missed day and night could no longer provide the warmth it once had, and all it brought him was a sense of strangeness and incompatibility.
When he first arrived, he was interrogated as an intruder.
During this period, he explained his situation to the city managers and submitted the technical information he brought back from the other world.
Eventually, he acquired a new identity and became a resident of Data City.
After closing the webpage, Ji Chen felt confused.
He didn't know where to go or how to live in the future.
After a long silence, Ji Chen asked:
"Butler, is there any way to quickly integrate into this world?"
“I suggest you try virtual games, where you can not only meet a large number of human players, but also meet players of other races, which will help you understand the culture and social methods of contemporary society.”
Ji Chen is no stranger to virtual games.
Before he traveled through time, the virtual game already had its prototype.
In the time since he disappeared, virtual technology has apparently made great strides.
Before traveling through time, he had been looking forward to experiencing the ultimate virtual technology in his lifetime.
But now, I no longer have the same mentality as before.
"Do you have any virtual games to recommend?" Ji Chen asked again.
“I suggest you participate in the qualification application activity that Monster World is currently conducting. This is the best virtual game of the time, with a perfect simulation experience. I have sorted out the feedback from players. The only drawback is that it is difficult to obtain the qualification.”
"Help me open the official website of Monster World."
The screen on the monitor on the desk automatically jumped to the official website of Monster World.
Ji Chen clicked on the qualification application tab and the page jumped to the countdown page.
There is still 1 hour and 38 minutes until the qualifications are awarded.
This made him couldn't help but shake his head.
Times have changed, but the hunger marketing methods of game manufacturers have not changed much.
The "limited qualification" routine that game companies used two hundred years ago is still being used in this era. In essence, it is playing with players' expectations.
While waiting, time passes.
When the countdown reached zero, he manipulated the cursor and pressed "Apply".
Suddenly a page pops up:
[The identity-bound account has applied for qualification, please wait patiently: the qualification lottery will be opened in 1 hour, 59 minutes and 59 seconds. ]
When seeing the prompt, Ji Chen didn't feel the slightest bit of emotion.
In the next two hours, he began to look through the game information on the official website.
Including monster illustrations, combat system introductions... From the initial casual look, Ji Chen became more and more surprised the more he looked at it. He found that the setting of this game was very complicated, and the game world was completely built with details of the real world.
This gave him some expectations for this virtual game.
Ahem….
While flipping through the pages, Ji Chen suddenly started coughing violently.
This is not the first time.
Accustomed to the spiritual air of the other world, the harsh environment of his hometown world always made him find it difficult to adapt.
Before returning to his hometown, the Dragonborn examined his body and told him that he had about 30 years left to live.
Now that I think about it, his remaining life span will probably be greatly reduced in his hometown world.
But he no longer cared that much.
It is a miracle that this broken body covered with scars has survived until now.
As my thoughts drifted, a prompt box suddenly popped up on the web page:
[Congratulations, you have obtained the Monster World game qualification. Please activate it within 24 hours. ]
(End of this chapter)