Chapter 1860: Many Promises.

Chapter 1860: Many Promises.



His movements were precise and surgical. They were the product of talent and hours of practice. They were flawless, and they were deadly.

He is not some superhuman. He is just a highly skilled individual that knew how best to move in order to kill. Now that his body can't hold him back anymore, he can finally unleash his potential.

It is something he has always craved to do. If there were no virtual reality games, he would be an assassin just for the thrill of it, not for the money. That's why he chose to participate in God's Domain.

Sure, it would be nice to be able to heal any injury, regain his youthful body, and live forever, but those are not the main reasons why he is here. He is doing it just for the love of the game. So he would have done all of these even if there were no tangible rewards to have.

He eventually died after 20 minutes of intensive fighting. His stamina failed him, so he became slower and sloppy. The rats overwhelmed him and killed him. But he died laughing and happy. His laughter rang throughout the night like those of a madman.

He lost consciousness for a while before he appeared in a white room. A voice from an unknown source spoke to him.

"Congratulations on passing the survival trial. You have proven your worth. You can leave God's Domain now and wait for the start of the training session in your world, or wait here. Which do you want?"

"There's going to be training?" He asked in excitement.

No one is doubting that they can make it happen. Not after every claim that the Heavenly Coperation has made has been fulfilled. No one has died yet, and it is absurd to think that it is possible for death in the game to affect real life, but they don't want this particular promise to be fulfilled, so they are already fighting against it.

Unfortunately, the Heavenly Corperation is not moved by public sentiment. They didn't listen to anyone, which wasn't surprising. They did what they always did. They ignored everyone who had something to say about how they should do things.

No government or individual could move them or change their minds. They don't have their game somewhere where it can be banned, deleted, or hacked. They are free from public influence.

Not even the threat of boycotting the game moved them. Instead of backing down, they decided to push forward.

They made an announcement that anyone who passed the survival trial can live on in the game forever even if they die of old age. They promised that their minds can live on if their bodies give out. That is as long as they don't die in the game.

This marked the promise of actual and virtual longevity. Now they could live an eternal virtual existence in the game, or they could earn elixir from the game and live forever in the real world.

These claims, despite not having been delivered yet, became the final nail in the coffin used to bury the self-respect of humans. The online and real-world protests still continued, but they lost momentum quickly.

The only reason the protests hadn't collapsed yet is that the promises of eternal life hadn't been delivered yet. No one had met the requirements to acquire them, but many more people were striving harder than before to meet those requirements.

Instead of protesting, they spent most of their time training in the real world so that they could fight better.

A/N: Have you ever wondered what it would feel like and how it would happen if aliens came with advanced technologies to set up a game with an ulterior motive? Not me, though. I have more serious things to think about.