Chapter 66: The Contract for a Fair Battle
Inside the game.
Above the heavens, lightning flashed and thunder roared. Yet even in the instant when the lightning burst forth, it still could not split open this dark world.
Amid this endless darkness, a voice suddenly rang out, echoing in everyone's ears.
"The Heavenly Hound devours the sun. The blue heavens are dead, the yellow heavens shall rise. The year is Jiazi, and all under heaven shall prosper!"
The voice drifted over, coming from the void, seeming as distant and lofty as mountains and seas, yet also as though it were right beside one's ear, drilling into the ears and echoing without end.
"It's begun! The true variable, the Yellow Turban Rebellion!"
Xiao Wen stood with his hands behind his back and looked toward Ma Chao, Zhang Song, and the others beside him, only to find that the NPCs' faces were somewhat gloomy, yet none of them said anything.
Those words were voices to players like them, but to these NPCs, they were merely thunder.
If he remembered correctly, at this stage, even logging out was impossible.
Because the Starry Sky Civilization's Spark was erupting with power, and this power would improve players' bodies, allowing players to more thoroughly possess strength comparable to what they had in the game.
It was also from this moment on that the power of this game would shock the world. The already extremely scarce gaming pods and gaming helmets would become strategic resources fought over by every nation.
As for the game company's directors and CEO, they would have guns pointed at their heads and be forced to throw out all the gaming equipment retained within the company, letting the various forces divide them up.
Of course, although this transformation was thorough, at the very beginning, it was still carried out on a small scale. Or rather, the top players would enjoy it first, then the middle-tier players, and finally the bottom-tier and beginner players.
As for what counted as a "top" player, that would be assessed internally by the game.
If he remembered correctly, this Yellow Turban Rebellion was not merely a main storyline. It was also an important test used to rank the strength of the players within Jiuzhou.
After this Yellow Turban Rebellion ended, the Jiuzhou game player ranking and the Blue Star player ranking would appear.
Of course, aside from Jiuzhou, this kind of change would also occur in other regions.
For example, the medieval civilization main storyline shared by Western Europe and North America, Egypt's pharaoh civilization main storyline, and so on would all produce regional player rankings.
In the end, these rankings still served the Blue Star player ranking.
However, all of that was for later, so there was no need to mention it for now.
At this moment, Xiao Wen listened to the thunderous voice coming from the sky and found it rather boring.
If he remembered correctly, this state should continue for several more hours. Since he had nothing to do anyway, he might as well use the draw for his special item first.
The rules were the same as before. He could repeatedly draw, and it only required spending ingots.
So...
Draw as hard as possible!
No problem at all!
Ding! Congratulations to player Half-Journey Through the Mortal World for drawing the special item: Sworn Brotherhood Book. Confirm?
Redraw!
Ding! Congratulations to player Half-Journey Through the Mortal World for drawing the special item: Minotaur's Tears. Confirm?
Redraw!
Ding! Congratulations to player Half-Journey Through the Mortal World for drawing the special item: Contract for a Fair Battle. Confirm?
Red—
Confirm!
Xiao Wen, who had been about to choose redraw, pulled himself back from the cliff in time. Looking at the contract book the pointer on the roulette had landed on, his face could not help but reveal wild joy.
Divine artifact!
A divine artifact beyond question!
This thing was a divine artifact!
Fuck!
This lord actually drew this thing in only three tries?
He suddenly felt like his face had turned pale with luck.
[Contract for a Fair Battle]
Type: One-time consumable item
Range: Two people, enemy and self
Effect: Creates a special space. When fighting a stronger opponent, it lowers the opponent's realm until it is equal to one's own; when fighting a weaker opponent, it lowers one's own realm until it is equal to the opponent's.
Duration: One quarter-hour (15 minutes).
Usage Condition: Requires hair, flesh, blood, or similar material from both targets being used.
Overview: A contract book from ancient times. Legend says it contains part of the power of the ancient human hero "Qi."
Moving his gaze away from the attribute description, Xiao Wen nodded slightly, naturally satisfied with this item to the extreme.
Something capable of dragging a powerhouse down to the same level as himself was a good object.
This thing had also left behind a resounding reputation in his previous life.
It had once been held by a seventh-grade player, who had nearly killed a ninth-grade existence with it.
However, in the end, during that battle at the same realm, that ninth-grade player was still superior in skill and counter-killed him.
Still, even though he managed to counter-kill him, he was heavily injured. After coming out of the alternate space, he was soon chopped down by other enemies lying in ambush nearby.
For a time, he was known as the most tragic emperor-level player.
Now that this good thing had fallen into his hands, he could use it for some other purposes.
Xiao Wen thought silently to himself, then directly tossed the contract book into his inventory, waiting until he had free time later before using it.
After finishing this, Xiao Wen took a deep breath, stretched lazily, glanced at the dark, oppressive sky, and then looked at the private chat window, where messages were flashing one after another.
They were congratulatory messages from Shen Shuyi.
Xiao Wen looked at these messages and merely responded politely twice, casually replying a few sentences. Then he stretched lazily again and looked toward the chat channel, which had already exploded.
[Don't Let King Xiang Shed Tears]: Fuck! What the hell is going on? Are the Yellow Turbans attacking? Were those lines just now Zhang Jiao's lines?
[Kill All Cavalry Dogs Under Heaven]: Confirmed. Those were Yellow Turban Zhang Jiao's words. Just now, one of my bros was mixed into the Yellow Turban Army as a small soldier, and he saw the Great Wise and Good Teacher performing a ritual, saying he wanted to overthrow the tyrant, return governance to all under heaven, and pray for peace in the world.
[Great Love for Heaven, Earth, and Man]: Right, that's correct. That Heavenly Hound Devouring the Sun just now was something our Taiping Department cooked up. If you're unconvinced, come debate!
[I Am One of Jiangdong's Elders]: Upstairs, explain this to me. Why the fuck can't I log out right now? It tells me the ritual storyline is in progress and everyone is forbidden from logging out?
[Detective Corgi]: Fuck! I really can't log out! Unable to log out, plus one!
[Star Dream]: My god, we aren't going to be controlled inside the game, are we? Contact the officials, contact customer service! Fuck! This is seriously damn terrifying! Other people play games with money. I'm fucking playing with my life!
[Orioles Fly, Grass Grows, Little Tangtang]: Upstairs, stop blindly stirring the rhythm. Customer service said this is normal storyline progression and should return to normal in about two hours.
[Kill All Cavalry Dogs Under Heaven]: Hehehe! Good news, brothers. When the moon is dark and the wind is high, it is the time to attack. That level-three village I could never beat before, I actually took it under cover of night this time. Big-chested brothers, hurry up and attack!
...
Xiao Wen watched the voices in the channel continue ringing out one after another, and his expression was naturally calm to the extreme, without the slightest fluctuation.
He yawned, stretched lazily, and occasionally looked at the soldiers cleaning up the battlefield before him. His five fingers clenched, then loosened, repeating several times as he felt the surging power within his body.
The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and he muttered in a low voice:
"Wang Heng, don't worry. Sooner or later, this lord will find your residence in the real world and send you to the Western Paradise."
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