“Oh? A temporarily set of data in a scenario dares to talk to me like that…” Suspicion showed on his face before he chuckled icily. “Looks like I’ve been underestimated. Hmm… But to be able to kill a level four mob, this proves that you’re not a normal set of data. I believe you’re the underling of one of the ’four mutants’, right?”
But he quickly shook his head. “But you don’t seem like you know the rules. Even the one who is strongest among the four wouldn’t dare speak in that tone once they encountered me, K3-Red Iron.”
The voice in the well came several seconds later. “I’ve never heard of your name before, and I have no idea what you are or care for what you’re saying.”
It paused before continuing. “I am the servant of the King of the Nether Abyss, Wailu. Earlier, your partner tired to ruin the ’main circle’ inside the well. I’ve already destroyed it. If you wish to follow his footsteps…”
“So, it’s just a more powerful guard dog.” K3 cut it off. “And here I thought you might be some kind of powerful existence, but you don’t even know the existence of the three other Pillars of Divinity. That’s why you are a set of temporary data…”
K3 walked to the well and stepped on the mouth with impunity. “The Master of Time rules over the River, the Leader of the Demons lords over the chaotic lands, the King of the Nether Abyss guards the kingdom of the dead, and the Court of Truth judges the sin and evil of all the worlds.”
He looked inside the well, and through the conversion of data, he glimpsed the actual appearance of the ’main circle’ and even peeked through parts of ’that world’.
“And… what are you?” K3 asked. “A guard to help shield one of the backdoors into the kingdom of the dead?”
Wailu did not respond to K3’s provocation verbally because it turned hostility into action. The next second, a powerful invisible suction power gathered at the mouth of the well. It sucked K3 downward like a stubborn whirlpool. This power was ineffective toward the normal objects around them. Be it a dried leaf or a blade of grass, nothing else was affected—only K3’s body was dragged down by an indescribable force.
“Looks like you are not dumb. You know that you won’t be my match in this world.” K3’s upper body had been sucked into the well already. His hands gripped the edge of the well, and he looked like he was still surviving. “No wonder that level four thing died… this is why.”
Suddenly, a barely suppressible murderous intent flashed in his eyes. “Hmm… Interesting. Sure, I’ll come to play with you if you wish.”
K3 released his grip, and he careened downward headfirst. When he reached the bottom of the well, a light shone, and his body phased through a data barrier as he entered another world.
…
The six players… no, the four players and two GMs. In any case, those six people had no idea about the complication between the level three Anomaly K3-Red Iron and the real boss, Wailu.
The two GMs could check the Anomalies’ location from their special menu. They had a system that could be described as an ’Anomaly Radar’. They would sense their target when they were within a certain range. Of course, other than coordinates, the radar could not obtain other information like the Anomaly’s level, power, appearance, and so on.
Therefore, Copernicus and Galileo were confused. Right after the scenario started, they detected the existence of one Anomaly, but the signal soon disappeared. About ten minutes ago, they detected the signal again, but it also disappeared soon after.
They did not know that there were two Anomalies and knew even less about the conflict in the mountains. Based on the logical prediction, the GMs’ understanding was… The level four Anomaly in this scenario could somehow escape the detection of the GMs’ radar, but for some reason, he decided to allow himself to be discovered for a temporarily moment before disappearing off the map again.
“Are you two coming up with some secret conspiracy?” Feng Bujue’s voice came from beside them and interrupted their thoughts. At the same time, it flustered them quite a bit.
They were hiking up the small path cutting through the mountains. Galileo and Copernicus walked at the back of the group while Feng Bujue was at the front. However, he suddenly stopped and used his flashlight to shine on their faces and asked this question that seemed to have come from nowhere.
“Er… Wh… what?” Copernicus stammered.
“Haha… What… What are you talking about? Stop joking,” Galileo answered with a fake smile, but in his heart, he was thinking, This can’t be… Just how much of a mind-reader is this guy? Have we already been exposed?
“He means, why did the two of you, who are supposed to specialize in sleuthing, suddenly slow down and stay at the back?” Ye Zhi said.
“Ah?” Copernicus was baffled. “Oh… Oh, yes, yes. Sorry, we must have spaced out for a moment there…”
He smiled embarrassedly and walked forward.
The specialization in sleuthing was naturally a fake. They merely knew where the event was going to trigger. With respect to their titles… those were given and would never change. They did not provide them with any skills, but of course, they did not need any skills from the title since they had many GM skills, both active and passive, to rely on. They were far stronger physically compared to players of the same level, and normal players could not fathom the equipment they had. For example:
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Name: Game Manager’s Sword Level 18
Item Type: Weapon
Quality: Normal
Offense Points: Quite Strong
Element: None
Special Effect: Triple the damage done.
Equip Requirement: Useable by GMs only.
Remark: This item cannot be abandoned, destroyed, traded, or shown to normal players through any given way.
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The item attributes might not look like much, but the special effect was scary enough. Pan Feng and Hwa Xiong had already said that a GM’s power was about ten level above their shown level. In other words, gaming proficiency aside, Copernicus and Galileo’s ability was equivalent to level twenty-eight players, and they possessed a lot of information that was only accessible to GMs.
Titles meant little to them, and GM’s titles were mostly low profile and mediocre. Flashy titles like ’Military Boxer’, ’Descendent of the Heavenly Demon’, and ’Invincible Iron Fist’, even if they might be interested, were not allowed by their superior.
GMs normally disguised as players who specialized in sleuthing because that was the easiest way to explain the source of their information, and they could use it as a method to protect normal players. Since scouts usually stood at the front of the group, GMs would help deal with some negative events or help stop the Anomaly’s ambush to prevent players’ unnecessary deaths.
“Don’t worry, there is nothing to be afraid off. Look smart,” Invincible Champion added in an encouraging manner. He thought that it was because the two were afraid that they were spacing out.
But to his surprise, this triggered something he did not expect…
“Plot armor has been transferred. Current player with plot armor—Invincible Champion.”
