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Chapter 287: "Let's go!



"The Secret Realm scores you continuously based on how ruthlessly you harm yourself, as well as the severity of the injuries," he said. "When the Secret Realm concludes, the player with the highest score accumulates all the rewards."

"The rewards aren't distributed by the Secret Realm."

"But rather, they are the entry fees of the other four players."

Black Doctor took a deep breath, making sure he didn't die from lack of oxygen, before continuing, "To enter this Secret Realm, you must offer an entry ticket. The ticket could be 10 million Star Coins, or it could be an F-grade item."

"Anything goes, as long as it is something tangible."

"This is precisely why hardly anyone chooses this Secret Realm. The reason is simple—if you want to come in first place, the price to pay is steep. Even though you absolutely won't die, the pain you must endure is indeed substantial."

"After making such a significant sacrifice to take first place, what you receive may not even exceed 100 Star Coins."

"With no restrictions on the entry ticket, everyone entering the Secret Realm will bring the cheapest thing they have. It's undoubted, like going to a crosstalk show where the host doesn't demand a specific amount of money; how much you pay entirely depends on your mood."

"At that time, you're likely to scan a QR code and pay 0.1 yuan, or generously give 100 yuan, but that's about the limit. You certainly wouldn't pay 1 million, would you?"

"When it's clear that others are paring down their bets, what you put at stake will similarly be minimal, resulting in little difference between the ultimate winners and losers." Experience new tales on empire

"Because of this reason, this Secret Realm hardly ever fills up with players, and no sane person would participate."

"Moreover, because players in Broken Pot City can't attack each other, this Secret Realm often becomes the primary product over which various factions in the city fight for territory."

"Leaders from both sides enter the arena and compete in ruthlessness within the Secret Realm."

"The player with the highest score will emerge the ultimate victor."

With that—

Black Doctor looked excitedly at Miao, "The most important thing is that this Secret Realm is something you can absolutely handle. And Miao, you don't have to worry about no one accepting your challenge to enter the Secret Realm."

"After all, just let the word out that your ticket will be 10 million credit points, and hordes of people will be clamoring to enter, hoping to match with you, Miao."

"Because, after all, if they win against you, those 10 million credit points can be theirs!"

"But Miao, I believe you are bound to win, as long as you're... ruthless enough."

"..."

Chen Miao didn't reply, but after thinking for a moment, he nodded hesitantly.

This place seemed like a good spot.

Guaranteed to not die, he could wantonly abuse his own body, thereby quickly clearing the 'Zhiren Race' from within himself. The problem is, without any surprises, this Secret Realm surely didn't allow any means to reduce pain.

Everyone was on the same starting line.

No items permitted.

He considered himself to be quite ruthless, but... when it really came down to it, he wasn't sure if he could win. Even if he lost, it didn't matter—it was just some money. What he was truly interested in was the space where death was absolute.

"Sure, let's go!"

After a brief moment of contemplation, Chen Miao firmly uttered two words.

...

Two hours later.

Chen Miao had already had breakfast on the streets of Broken Pot City with Doctor Gou, Black Doctor, Hungry Monkey, and Zhou Shen. Yuan Buping didn't come—The base at The Land of Extreme Cold hadn't been completely built yet, and Yuan Buping was leading the other Tomb Guardians to expand and fortify the base.

After a bowl of hot mutton soup.

The chill in his body also dissipated quite a bit.

He wiped his mouth, took a deep breath, and lit a cigarette before striding into the nearby Secret Realm Building.

"...are you sure you want to set the ticket price at 1000w credit points?"

"Confirmed!"

He then saw a number "1/5" appear behind the secret realm, meaning it was a five-person realm, and that there was currently one person in queue. The realm would only open when the other four people also entered the queue at the same time.

After completing the registration, Chen Miao sat down on a bench in the building of that particular level of the Secret Realm Building to patiently wait. Hungry Monkey looked around with some distress, "This is really tough, Miao. It's going to be a live broadcast for everyone to see, what are we going to do about that?"

Yes.

This secret realm was broadcast live to the public, and while most realms remained a secret to the outside world, the D-level "The Game of the Brave" was an exception. Every scene inside the realm was broadcast live on the screens outside that floor.

If there were conflicts between gangs on ordinary days, gang members would sit outside and cheer for their boss through the live images on the screens.

"..."

Chen Miao didn't speak, he just sighed lightly and touched his skin. To tell the truth, he wasn't afraid of pain, but that didn't mean he could tolerate extreme pain.

The Zhiren Race!

Just the name sounded like a pain in the ass!

This was completely an undeserved misfortune; he had no grievances with this race, nor had anyone framed him. It was simply random chance that the race had selected him, just damn bad luck.

Why couldn't they pick someone else?

Why the hell did they have to pick him!

The only good news was that the Zhiren Race wouldn't continue to challenge others until they had completely taken him over. Otherwise, he'd still be at risk of getting killed—it was truly troublesome.

...

And the moment Chen Miao entered the queue!

The entire Broken Pot City, with tens of thousands of people, received a notification sound simultaneously.

"Ding, the D-level 'The Game of the Brave' you are following now has a player who has entered the queue, with a personal ticket of 10 million credit points."

This notification rang in the ears of tens of thousands of people throughout Broken Pot City.

And after they comprehended the amount of zeroes that followed.

All of them were shocked and incredulous, unable to believe what they were seeing. This was the largest ticket amount they had ever witnessed. Soon after, countless people turned flush with excitement, dropping everything they were doing and dashing towards the Secret Realm Building without looking back!!!

Many people were following this realm, but most weren't waiting for others to queue up to enter the realm themselves.

Rather, it was often used for challenges, and the parties involved were not small-fry but rather high-profile figures. Therefore, many people followed this realm closely to catch the action and munch on melon seeds at the first opportunity.

A significant number of these people were media professionals, one could say a group with extremely sensitive news instincts, or rather, a group who were particularly enthusiastic about their melon-eating!


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