The burly man tried to get up and resist, but was forcefully pushed back down, his face scraping against the stones on the ground, drawing blood.
He spat, expelling blood and a knocked-out tooth. "Kid, playing dirty?"
"You're too noisy," said Brother Liang, sitting on the big man's back, toying with a small knife. "I want to hear, who agrees and who objects?"
With that, he stabbed the knife into the ground.
This intimidation was ineffective.
Qi Yuan's face remained cold as he judged the outcome from the restless expressions of the crowd.
Rather than fighting in front of the deity, they preferred to find loopholes and determine the winner that way.
Originally, he only needed to organize people to fight others once, but now it would turn into several fights, which wasn't worth it.
The shouting crowd looked like idiots, but in reality, few were truly stupid. Most were looking for an excuse to test their strength, and last year's winner was a good reference point.
This was also why Qi Yuan didn't want to intimidate others.
If he showed too much strength, they might run away from a game they were destined to lose.
However, there was another way to avoid wasting too much time...
"Let's finish playing the recording. Anyone who speaks, I'll make sure they enter the game lying down."
The crowd, who had been staring at Brother Liang, quickly shifted their gaze to the middle-aged man leaning against the tree.
The man's expression was dark and unpredictable, as if he might suddenly lash out and kill someone.
They had thought this man was extraordinary before, but when he truly changed his expression, everyone realized that his previous mood could be considered cheerful in comparison.
This man had at least a dozen lives on his hands.
The troublemakers hesitated repeatedly, not daring to speak again.
They could test one person, but with two strong individuals on the same side, it was better to back off.
All eyes burned into the organizer, who slowly took out his phone and began to play the recording under the intense gazes.
"...I know what you want to say. Some might say, who knows if what you're saying is true or false, trying to make us kill each other without understanding the situation. The answer to this question is that your battlefield is not here, but in the Divine Amusement Park, where independent spaces and worlds can prove the deity's power."
Independent spaces and worlds...
Qi Yuan finally showed some interest. It was an SS-Level Monster. As long as it descended, he could enter through the connection point.
For ordinary people cut off from information, an independent space was almost a miracle.
"Some might say it's unfair, how can ordinary people fight against those with superpowers? In the Divine Amusement Park, there are some rules that mean certain death if touched. Using these rules, it's not impossible for the weak to defeat the strong..."
This rule caused the superpower users in the crowd to change their expressions, while the ordinary people's eyes flickered.
The organizer's recording went on to answer a few more basic questions before reaching its conclusion.
"...Finally, after performing the ritual to summon the deity, the deity will send down a contract. The contract has a binding effect; it is the deity's guarantee to us. After signing the contract, we can proceed to the Divine Amusement Park."
The recording ended there, and no one spoke.
Their chests were burning with excitement, their breathing rapid.
Whether it was an evil god or a true deity didn't matter, as long as it could fulfill their wishes.
They had hit the jackpot!
Many were overjoyed, sizing up those around them, analyzing their own strength relative to the group.
Some hastily formed teams showed signs of falling apart.
Fatty sneakily approached Brother Liang, noticed him looking at the middle-aged man under the tree, and hesitantly spoke, "This guy's stealing kills for no reason. Should we take him out later?"
"He's not right," Brother Liang explained in a low voice, knowing Fatty was just playing his role. He put away his knife and moved away from the crowd.
Even he was tempted by a game that could fulfill wishes, but the middle-aged man under the tree showed no reaction.
Qi Yuan noticed his gaze but paid it no mind.
Soon, this group would find out they didn't even have a chance to enter.
The organizer counted the number of people, confirmed it met the requirements, then took out a piece of paper and signed it.
After he signed, the ordinary-looking paper emanated a surge of power.
Qi Yuan's hidden clone activated his reconstructive vision and saw this power create a connection between the organizer and some point in the void.
This connection drew power from the other end, and space began to ripple as the domain approached them.
To the others, it was like a miracle. A great door suddenly opened in the void.
Beyond the door was a place completely different from their surroundings: slowly rotating carousels, towering drop towers, Ferris wheels dozens of meters high...
The Divine Amusement Park.
This term floated into their minds, and even Brother Liang and Fatty widened their eyes in surprise.
Brother Liang had previously thought the so-called Divine Amusement Park was just some rich people's boring project, the contract was a Contract type superpower, and the amusement park was a real one - renting or building one would be simple for the wealthy and high-level superpower users.
But the scene crossing space before his eyes startled him.
While they were in shock, Qi Yuan stepped forward.
As a clone, he only needed to enter the domain, then engage with the monster, acting as a marker. Once the main body received the message from another clone, he could use his Spatial type Superpower to find his way here.
Just as he reached the entrance, a force gathered within the domain, forming a piece of paper that floated down from the air.
Qi Yuan examined the paper in his hand. If it hadn't formed right in front of him, he would have had trouble identifying it.
This was a Contract type superpower.
The Contract type superpower bound energy between two parties, not names or physical bodies.
As long as he didn't dispel this clone and managed to survive without being scattered back to the main body before dealing with the monster, there shouldn't be a problem.
So, Qi Yuan unhesitatingly signed Liu Bo's name on the paper, then walked in with a relaxed expression, leaving the cleanup and notification to another clone.
He had already conceptualized the organization's superpower; all he needed now was a selfless monster.
Just as Qi Yuan thought everything would be smooth sailing once he entered, he suddenly sensed several gazes from within the domain fixed on the entrance.
The situation had changed. This wasn't one monster, but several.
Judging by their auras, they were all SS-Level Monsters.
If the game couldn't proceed, the only person in the domain would automatically win, and the monsters clearly wouldn't make a losing deal.
He would face concentrated attacks from several monsters.
The contract was with one monster, but that didn't prevent others from attacking.
The last operation in New York City hadn't brought any new exposure, so the main body's strength was still at the SS level.
For a clone without the main body to replenish energy, trying to survive for even a few dozen seconds under the concentrated fire of several monsters... it wasn't entirely impossible, but the risk of failure was quite high.
o a martial world and obtained a system that allowed him to draw one entry per year. Unfortunately, all he drew were useless white-tier entries. The probability for high-quality entries was extremely low, with the highest-tier mythic entry having a mere 0.001% chance! To increase the probability, he had to improve his martial realm, but he lacked the innate talent for cultivation. At the age of eighteen, Chen Yi fell into the hands of a gang and was forced into hard labor. Just as his life seemed destined for a bleak end, on his 18th entry draw, he actually pulled a mythic entry—Simulator! In the simulation, he could also draw one entry every year that passed, and upon ending the simulation, he would inherit all entries and his martial realm! In his first simulation, Chen Yi struggled desperately just to survive, knowing that living one more year meant one more entry draw! Finally, with hair turned white, he drew the entry he had longed for—Low-Grade Innate Talent! "Hahaha! Don't bully the old and poor! Time to cultivate and inherit my cultivation base!" ... From then on, Chen Yi continuously simulated and drew entries, his martial realm soaring higher and higher! Epic, legendary, and even mythic entries were gathered into his collection one after another! "What demon race or devil race? What dark turmoil? I don't know anything about that. They just charged at me screaming 'How can you possibly ascend to immortality?!' and got stuck to my fists, unable to be shaken off. Blind spots, speed bumps... go talk to my simulator. We're all struggling to survive out here. I'm trying so hard, so how are they still alive?"
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
Explosive Plot Song Gua crossed over into another world, bringing along a whole crew of his doppelgangers—all of them mischief-makers. This was a world where everyone could choose a class. Song Gua became a "Bondweaver," capable of borrowing power, while his doppelgangers took on a wide variety of classes, covering just about everything. The number of doppelgangers grew day by day, each one a talented individual with a charming way of speaking. Under Song Gua's brilliant leadership, they would "greet" each other daily and engage in friendly "sparring," pulling off one major scheme after another on Earth. Sometimes they were bandits—stealing bosses, plundering mines, snatching resources. Sometimes they were saviors—descending like divine warriors to face world bosses threatening to massacre cities. Sometimes they even went undercover, infiltrating various major factions to stir up trouble from within, keeping their enemies constantly on edge. To prevent their doppelganger abilities from being exposed, Song Gua made them wear masks with mahjong tile patterns and don Taoist robes in various colors. "Remember, in front of outsiders, call me 'The Dice.'" "Got it! Boss!" "Not 'Boss'—it's 'The Dice.' Think about the vibe, pay attention to the vibe." "Yes! Boss!" "For crying out loud..." From then on, whenever they appeared, they would have their own theme song playing: ~Hey~ paying respects at the mountain stronghold at night~ whose arm is draped over whose shoulder~ gather your courage and follow along...
