<h4>Chapter 408: Feast for the Gods</h4>
<strong>Trantor: </strong>Lonelytree <strong>Editor: </strong>Millman97
“Dear viewers, thank you for your support and waiting in the game with us. I am yourmentator, Hwa Xiong.”
“And I am Pan Feng.”
Tonight, these two showed their faces for the first time.
At 12:58 am, the two GMs showed their faces on the market’s main screen. They stood behind arge table like newscasters. Even in sleeping mode gaming time, there were still twenty minutes left before the start of thepetition. They looked different from how Feng Bujue had perceived them when he met them in the scenario. They had put on serious-looking suits. If they had shown up in their ancient Chinese general costumes, no one would probably take them seriously.
“Half a month went by just like that,” Hwa Xiong said.
“Yes, I have just gotten used to this job, but it is going to be over soon,” Pan Feng added. Theyughed. Hwa Xiong continued, “Back to the issue at hand. For the finals, it will be conducted in the format of a battle royale, so the livestreaming format will be a bit different.”
Pan Feng said in a mysterious tone, “Today, the job will be easy for the both of us. After the game starts, you won’t hear our voices anymore. With regard to why...that’s a secret for now, but you’ll find out soon enough.”
Hwa Xiong added, “To prevent everyone from missing the content that you would want, we will now briefly exin the broadcast method.”
When he spoke, the main screen had split into PPT-type slides.
“The broadcast format would be focus on the main battles. In other words, when the yers aren’t battling, we will not be able to see what the yers are doing. Therefore, after the final starts, the main screen will broadcast casual situations at various spots of the scenario, and subtitles will be shown to aid in the exnation of the worldview. When the yers get into a fight, the broadcast will cut to them.”
Pan Feng picked up the exnation. “But the main point is this—the rules of broadcasting when many fights happen simultaneously.”
He paused, and one of the slides turned over. “As everyone knows, the market is a culmination of many simr servers. Today, from 1 AM, we will make some adjustments to many of the servers. When you return to your log-in lobby and open the option to select the market server, you probably won’t see choices like ‘Server 1’ or ‘Server 2,’ but it will be options like ‘Contestant A Broadcast Server 1,’ ‘Contestant A Broadcast Server 2,’ or ‘Contestant B Broadcast Server 1.’”
Hwa Xiong followed up. “Depending on which contestant you wish to follow, please enter his or her specific market server. If you wish to enter the server with your friends, please group up before entering the server.”
Pan Feng exined further. “Every contestant will enjoy a ‘privileged broadcasting right’ in his own broadcast server. When he or she is not in battle, the main screen in that server will focus on other battles, but once he or she gets into a battle, the image will instantly cut to his or her battle.”
“If you do not have a specific contestant to follow, you can select the option ‘random broadcast server 1, 2, 3, and so on’ in the log-in lobby. The main screen will be arranged ording to time, and it will show moreplete battles. In other words, once a battle ispleted, it will randomly cut to another fight and rinse and repeat.”
Pan Feng concluded the announcement. “Of course you can choose to observe the match in the log-in lobby or the conference room. In your private space, you can switch between the different privileges freely, just like changing stations on a TV. And thementary will not be affected by these factors, because they will be aligned with the image on the screen. Therefore, if you watch it outside the market, the difference will only be that the screen will be smaller and the ce rtively quieter.”
Before the two finished their introduction, the yers in the markets already rushed toward the elevators. Some of them wanted to move to the broadcast servers while the others wanted to return to the conference room or their log-in lobby. Actually, the yers did not need to rush because the map for the finals was huge. No battle would start so soon. If they entered earlier than everyone else, they would only be greeted by sceneries before the screen.
At 1 AM, the Top 50 yers in Thriller Paradise stopped in their log-in lobby and readied to go. At that moment, no one could say they were not worried. Even Brother Jue couldn’t help pacing in his elevator, humming a song under his breath, his steps pacing along with the rhythm to loosen up.
The excitement running through the yers was hard to describe.
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“Important notification: The final for the Tournament for the Best will initiate soon. Your data will be input in thirty seconds. Please do not leave the log-in lobby. Ten seconds countdown before logging in. Ten, nine, eight, seven... two, one.”
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This time after the countdown, there were no opening words and no teleportation, but the elevator moved.
“Downloadplete. You are currently ying Tournament for the Best.”
“This mode does not have a scenario introduction, no side/hidden quests, or unique world views.”
“Reward for winning the scenario: ???”
“Introductory cinematic will be shown, and the game will start after it is over.”
The elevator was still moving, but the cinematic cut into it like that.
“Nine Phantoms rode on the spirit clouds, blood rain showers announcing the advent of the King of Demon.
“Time and space turn in the palm of one’s hand. Who shall decide what is sin and good in many worlds?”
<i>What the... Why is this such a mysterious opening? The standard aside, these words remind me of some very bad things,</i> Feng Bujue thought.
“This is a bustling modern city. Like all the modern cities in the world, it was filled with skyscrapers, horrible traffic, overpoption, and it had less than satisfactory air quality.” Everything was normal until one night when the sun set and never rose again. The floating dark clouds covered up the moon, which tried to cast its lonely light on this silent city.”
<i>Hey! Wait a minute! I have heard this before!</i>
“A betrayer called Sam Montier took over the city and ughtered the people in the city. He took this ce out of the River of Time and turned it into a dimension that existed outside of space and time. The Ruler of Time discovered Sam Montier and captured him.
“But thisnd could no longer be recovered. The twisted time released a great amount of energy, the lost souls wandered the city, and the cursednd cultivated many sinful creatures. They feed, kill, and are reborn. The cycle of sin is never-ending.
“Many yearster...the leader of this chaotd eclipsed this untouchednd through the gap of a demonic door. The King of the Nether Abyss discovered his people here.
“But as the ruler of the River of Time, Sam Montier’s former master, The Ruler of Time, saw this ce as his territory.
“At the same time, as the body of justice that rules over all dimension, the Court of Truth had been reaching its influence into this ce as well, observing in the dark.”
The introductory cinematic ended there. The next second, the elevator stopped. Whether Feng Bujue asked for it or not, the door opened.
Brother Jue should be inside arge building. Many ages ago, the décor of this ce was quite high ss, but the ce had lost its luster. The walls and ground were dirty, and the grime caked over the original expensive material. Everything was covered with ayer of dust and stained brown.
Small cracks gathered on the tiles and walls. If closely examined, one could see materials like blood capiries flowing behind the gap, and they were alive.
ck piles of bones could be seen gathered at the corners. Most of them were charred bones, and only a few flesh-looking organs remained. They did not look like human bones. The number of bones and the structure were not that of a homo sapien. The skulls looked very human-like, but some of them had horns. Others had no nose while some had fangs.
This map gave off a horror-movie vibe. Of course, Feng Bujue did not feel fearful. In fact, he felt disgusted. Speaking of disgust, one thing had to be mentioned. Once the elevator door opened, a vomit-inducing smell drifted into the elevator. Brother Jue covered his mouth and nose with his hands, but he was toote. “What the...what is this smell? Is this the decaying smell of a skunk who grew up on durian and ate sh*t tomit suicide?”
He walked out of the elevator, and the moment he did, the system announcement came.
“Main quest triggered.”
Feng Bujue opened the menu. He thought he would see “be thest survivor,” because the rules of the game were the same as Battle for the Cowl, except that the number turned from 6 to 50.
To his surprise, the mission was different. “Kill other yers to gain points.”
The word “points” was highlighted. When he hovered his attention over it, another exnatory window popped up with the details of the quest.
“Whenever you kill another yer, you will gain two points. Killing seed yers will nab you three points. Cooperate with other yers toplete more than one kills, and the points will be split depending on the contribution you have made to the kills. You will gain one point if you borrow the forces within the world toplete a kill. When only thest two yers remain in the scenario, no matter how you kill the other yer, you will gain five points.”
Under this long exnation, there was another simple rule.
“When there is only one yer left in the scenario, the Tournament for the Best will be over. The system will reveal the points earned by all the yers ande out with the ranking.”