Super Righteous Player
Chapter 546 - 87 The Foggy Continent, the Second Test Begins!_1

Chapter 546: Chapter 87 The Foggy Continent, the Second Test Begins!_1

Wang Shouyi was scrolling through his phone on the late-night subway, yawning out of boredom.

Although that was his name, he didn’t sell spices.

Every now and then, he would think that indeed, the benevolent are invincible.

——Benevolence is indeed more important than righteousness.

For instance, his twin brother Wang Shouren, whose name could often command unconscious reverence from people... but Wang Shouyi could only elicit a mysterious smile from those who heard his name.

As the host of a game talk show, Wang Shouyi had finished all the recordings for the week. The remaining work was for post-production to handle.

What awaited him when he got home was a two-day holiday.

Even though his usual work wasn’t considered busy...

Before his writer friend finished the script for the week, all he did at the company was play VR and slash with light sabers.

When he got home, it was just a change of scenery for playing games, after all.

Aside from different machine configurations and not sharing saves, the only difference might be that he didn’t have to wear shoes when playing games at home...

There were quite a few young ladies at the company.

Playing games without shoes in public, Wang Shouyi didn’t have the thick skin for that. Perhaps in another ten years, he might have the nerve... but whether he would still love games as he did now was uncertain.

"Feels like last month there were too many blockbusters, with both Call of Cthulhu and Detroit: Become Human, as well as Dragon Quest and Hades... This month seems kind of boring, huh.

"Only The Sceptic’s Recordings are somewhat topical."

But he wasn’t sure if it was just his imagination.

Lately, Wang Shouyi had a feeling that the streamers in the console section were preoccupied with something. They seemed distracted during their streams... and it wasn’t as if Doumao was behind on paying wages, right?

With a quality horror game like The Sceptic’s Recordings, they didn’t make much of an impact. As if all of a sudden they’d grown braver... Can’t you guys act a bit more convincingly?

Meanwhile, several female streamers seemed to have improved their acting. It wasn’t as stiff—could it be that Doumao was giving lessons to streamers now?

"Now that I think about it, the new work from Xiuhu is also pretty decent. But it’s too niche to bring up in conversation."

Scrolling through the latest game industry news, Wang Shouyi murmured quietly, "As for the upcoming game releases..."

Glancing at the preview, Wang Shouyi perked up a bit, "Dragon Ball Z and Romance of the Three Kingdoms XIV... oh, both of these look good! SELF... this could potentially become a cult hit. A new port of Utawarerumono on PC... ah, I can mention that on the show. WarCraft III Reforged—my goodness, how old is this reheated meal, and they call this a reforged edition?"

Hmm?

What’s this?

Wang Shouyi scrolled to the very bottom and saw a game that he had never encountered before when browsing through upcoming releases a few days earlier.

It was a widescreen image of a silver-scaled dragon soaring beneath a frosty sky.

Huh, that’s a pretty nice poster, isn’t it?

"Released today?"

Seeing the exquisite promotional artwork, Wang Shouyi couldn’t help but click through.

But on the subway, the internet wasn’t too good. He tapped several times, and each time it was just a black screen with a loading circle.

However, precisely because of this, he grew even more curious.

——Just then, the subway reached the station.

...Forget it, I’m almost home anyway.

I’ll check it at home and save on data usage.

Wang Shouyi’s rented apartment was near the subway station exit. After getting off Line 3, he quickly returned home.

The first thing he did at home was to turn on the air conditioner to warm his body.

He rubbed his face and turned on the computer before changing clothes.

——Before taking a bath, why not enjoy a quick hunt for happiness?

Seeing his phone lying on the bed, Wang Shouyi remembered.

"... Oh right, check out the trailer."

After the delay, he wasn’t really inclined to continue watching. But as someone in the gaming industry, regardless of whether the game was good or bad... at least it could serve as a talking point.

This time, sitting on his bed and opening the promotional CG, there was no delay whatsoever.

Is my home internet really this fast?

The thought flashed through Wang Shouyi’s mind.

But soon, the black screen came to life.

A logo with a two-winged sphinx appeared—the difference from usual sphinxes, however, lay where the human face should be, and it was just an empty expanse of darkness.

Wang Shouyi was sure he had never seen this logo before.

"What’s this... a new indie game by a new studio?"

He muttered, holding his phone as he sat in front of the computer and turned the volume up to the max.

Then he heard complex, unknown languages echoing around him.

Just from the sound, he felt a chill running down his spine.

It was like wearing a thin sweater and dashing outside for a stroll on a windy winter night.

Wang Shouyi felt a sense of fear for no apparent reason, and he cranked the air conditioner up another three degrees.

The next moment, that whispering voice came again.

It sounded like the noise of some immense object whizzing by at low altitude, as if it were occurring right behind Wang Shouyi.

He was slightly startled.

This sound was as if it were coming from right behind him.

It was like a blockbuster movie—how did the stereo sound come from a phone? That’s unbelievably impressive!

The next moment, an "Angel" with six light wings on its back appeared on the phone.

It stood beneath the dimly lit heavens.

Its figure and features were androgynous, the silver vertical pupils reminded Wang Shouyi of the dragon he’d seen earlier. Its silver-white hair flowed with dazzling light at the ends, like tentacles of light beams fluttering in the void. The being’s entire body had countless starlike pupils that opened and closed.

It floated in the sky, looking down at the camera.

And spoke in an ethereal, elusive voice:

"Bernadino... do you wish to escape your fate?"

The next moment, a torrential downpour of ice rain clattered down!

It overwhelmed the entire screen!

Then the screen went pitch black again.

"Fate..."

Bernadino’s sneering laugh came from the other side.

Wang Shouyi paused.

Following the sound, he turned his head and found that, somehow, the image from his phone was cast onto his computer screen.

"Fate is like a Web, the more you struggle... the tighter it binds."

A young voice sounded, with ice-blue pupils lighting up in the black computer screen.

"Fate is the Wheel of Celestial Chariot, leaving its mark only after it has passed."

A deep and thick voice rose from the vicinity of his phone.

"This is fate, and I have already missed it."

Bernadino’s voice echoed from his TV.

"I want to become superior to others."

A voice sounded.

"I want to overcome failure."

Another voice followed.

"I want to rise higher... like the stars."

"I want to change the past."

"I want eternal life."

"I want a happier life."

"I want to..."

"I want to—"

Countless voices, dense and numerous, piled on top of each other.

Not just from his phone, his computer, and his TV, but even his oven, his refrigerator, his alarm clock—even the grid-like glass on his window, anywhere that could resemble a screen was packed and crammed with eyes.

And within his room, a strange light shone.

He couldn’t see where the light source was, but the room progressively became brighter, more and more—drowned in the ever-brightening light, the surroundings shifted from total darkness to pure white.

"I want to..."

Suddenly, Wang Shouyi heard his own voice resonate in the CG.

Most people might not be familiar with their true voice. After all, the voice one hears can often be distorted.

But Wang Shouyi, because of his job, would frequently hear his own voice... that’s why he could respond immediately.

And his own voice echoed in an expanse of white space:

"I want... what do I want?"

The next moment, strange words emerged in his mind:

[Attempting to establish a connection with the Misty World...]

[Connection complete]

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