CH 88.2

Emperor, “I am afraid of the cold and need to keep warm all year round, but I didn’t want to make a stove, it’s too choking. I decided to get fur. But that previous Beast King was stubborn, of course I had to help the one that wanted to work for me.”

“You did all that,” Bai Lixin narrowed his eyes, “just because you’re afraid of the cold?”

“Otherwise?” The Emperor shrugged, “They’re all a bunch of NPCs anyway, decimating as many as I can just increases my hit count.”

Bai Lixin had a cold smile, “I have another thing that I’m quite curious about. Since you were turned into an Undead, why could you keep your human form? Didn’t you turn into a skeleton?”

“Oh, this.” The Emperor clasped the armrest with one hand. “Didn’t I tell you that I was an Immortal King for a while? But the skeleton body was too ugly, so I passed the throne to my puppet. Later, I developed a magic that could plunder life from a human body. Of course, I can’t produce a heartbeat, but my body can produce flesh and skin.”

“People who live for a long time tend to fool around with things. I wanted to look good, so I plundered.”

“Am I particularly clever? The magic I developed is very powerful, right?” The Emperor laughed. “How can a genius like me die in this garbage copy?”

“By the way,” the Emperor asked Bai Lixin as if he remembered something, “How many floors has Dijia climbed now?”

Bai Lixin raised his eyes and glanced at Dijia from the corner of his eyes, “How many floors do you think he’s on now?”

The Emperor sighed, “Ever since I entered this copy, the time outside is unclear. How many years have passed on the outside?”

Bai Lixin, “Uh, I really don’t know about that.”

He paused, “But I haven’t seen the name “Dijia” on the leaderboard.”

“Haven’t seen it?” The Emperor froze for two seconds, “How is that possible? Is he dead?”

Bai Lixin hinted, “Perhaps he’s already left, right? Do you still want to know the ranking of the others? I might be able to help you check for them on the rankings.”

If the names he read were on those rankings, he might be able to find those people and inquire about what happened back then.

The Emperor rubbed his chin, “I remember another person who was also quite powerful at that time. He was called Yan Yue. Which floor is he on?”

Bai Lixin’s eyes flickered under his lowered eyelashes, “He isn’t on the ranking either.”

The Emperor was surprised, “He also isn’t there either? Have so many years passed outside? Or are they all dead?”

It turned out that Dijia and Tan Yue were the same batch of players who entered the game world, and also the earliest group of players.

“Are there others?” Bai Lixin continued to ask.

Emperor, “The others are quite mediocre so I didn’t have a deep impression. I do remember one person, his name was Song Yuantian, is his name in the ranking?”

Song Yuantian?

The name seems to ring a bell.

Bai Lixin opened the ranking and found Song Yuantian’s name in the search bar.

[Song Yuantian: Ranking No. 94, currently at Floor 789. (Affiliated with guild: Sand Sea Guild. Status: President.)]

The president of the third biggest guild, which specializes in collecting beauties, was called Song Yuantian.

Bai Lixin closed the leaderboard and looked up at the Emperor who cast a curious gaze, “Found it, he is now ranked 94th, he is the president of the Sand Sea Guild, and is currently on the 789th floor.”

“Fuck,” the Emperor smiled and slapped the armrest heavily. “that wimp climbed to the 789th floor? And became the president? Believe it or not, I would have been on the 999th floor if I was still in the game hall!”

Bai Lixin shook his head, “I don’t believe it, what floor were you on when you came in?”

The Emperor sneered, “You have eyes, but you don’t see Mount Tai. I was ranked third before entering this copy! Out of so many players, I ranked third! The first was Dijia, the second was Yan Yue! Song Yuantian, that wimp, had to cry on my lap to clear copies, understand? I ask you, is his guild good? Or is it just a lowly garbage guild?”

Bai Lixin, “No, it’s quite powerful. It’s ranked third in all guilds, and is considered an absolute strong guild.”

The Emperor’s hand clenched into a fist, and his voice trembled from anger, “Damn it, that bastard. If I was still around, I’d have ranked first!”

“I’m the king of e-sports, they’re all scum!”

Bai Lixin: “……”

Are you telling jokes to amuse me? And the number one ranking? That’s where my old attacker is, you’re nothing.

You are not even a fart.

And if? There is no if.

“You’ve been in this world for a thousand years and you still think this world is just a copy of data?” Bai Lixin looked at the thousand-year-old e-sports player in front of him, “Their blood is also red, they also cry and feel despair, they feel sadness and joy, didn’t you feel uncomfortable when killing them?”

Emperor, “Uncomfortable? What’s uncomfortable. Even if it’s realistic, it’s still an AI virtual human. All I care about is my performance, it’s none of my business if they die or live.”

Bai Lixin, “Even if it’s an AI virtual human, you should at least stop and think when something is completely lifelike and whether it should be seen as a dead object. When an object is endowed with feelings and life, it has been removed from its most primitive identity.”

“Don’t talk to me here about all this,” the Emperor waved his hand impatiently. “I am only talking to you as a special privilege and to also know from how the game lobby is doing. Do you really think you’re so important?”

“I tell you, even if I start from scratch, it won’t be long before I can catch up with them and become the one at the top of the leaderboard!”

Bai Lixin’s eyes were as cold as frost, and the Emperor was furious on seeing that kind of look in his eyes, “Don’t look at me with such eyes! That damned bastard, Dijia, was so arrogant in the game lobby back then, then that little bastard also looked at me with such eyes, and now even you, a stinking skin, also dare to?”

Bai Lixin sneered, “Emperor, do you still consider yourself a human being? You have even abandoned your own name, what can you do even if you return to the game lobby?”

He opened his backpack bar, “Let me send you a message.”

Emperor, “What message?”

The pure white scythe instantly appeared in Bai Lixin’s hand. The young man stomped it, and his angry voice resounded throughout the hall, “Your Uncle! Laozi will now send you to your death!”

At the same time, a whirlwind suddenly appeared.

Dijia, Xia Chi, and the other two suddenly appeared in the hall and heard Bai Lixin’s words.

Dijia: “……”

Baby is so brave, I love it!

Xia Chi: “……”

Brother, it turns out that you can also get angry?

Li Cancan and Liang Xi: “……”

Did they come at a bad time? Is it too late to pretend to be offline?

—

In the live broadcast room.

[It’s over, it’s over! God Xin blew up! Have a nice trip, trash emperor!]

[I obviously listened to a lot just now, and it seemed like a huge amount of information, buy why did I suddenly forget it?]

[I forgot too! But I know that this emperor is trash, the kind where it’s not enough if he died 10,000 times. The fact that he could piss off and irritate the light-hearted God Xin is enough to show what a piece of shit he is.]

[I remember, he said he killed many people, lived a long time, was the origin of the undead race, and tampered with the prophecy. That’s all I remember, am I right?]

[Why do we have collective memory loss? Is the system secretly doing something to us?]

[Fuck, trash system, not only did you get us into this hellhole, but also tampered with our memories!]

On the 999th floor of the tower, the man gathered his good-looking eyebrows and his dark eyes flickered.

Who is Yan Yue? Why did that name sound familiar?

In a trance, several memory fragments appeared in the mind.

In front of him stood a young spirited man whose face could not be seen, and the two seemed to agree on something.

—

The beautiful young man holding the scythe rushed up to the emperor and slashed at him.

However, the beautiful ghost-like man just laughed loudly and his body instantly turned into a cloud of smoke. The smoke gathered in mid-air, quickly coalesced and reverted back to a healthy body.

Emperor, “It’s all in vain. I told you that I’m immortal, you can’t kill me.”

“You’re not even close to my level. So what if there is a prophecy? So what if you are really the one destined one? As long as I kill you, the important piece of the prophecy will be broken! I also have to thank you for providing me with the heart to become human again. All of you ants must die!”

The torches on the walls of the palace hall suddenly went out, and along with the extinguishing of the torches, Xia Chi, Li Cancan, and Liang Xi suddenly felt like they couldn’t breath

The three knelt on the ground in pain. They grabbed their throats and opened their mouths, trying to take a deep breath.

However, the feeling of suffocation was like maggots attached to their bones, constantly eroding and tormenting them.

In their ears, the Emperor’s sharp and piercing cold laughter continued on as if mocking their fragility and self-control.

Bai Lixin’s eyes were cold as he raised the scythe above his head, “He is pumping out the oxygen in the hall.”