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Chapter 159 - One Hundred Fifty-Seven: "Dragged Out

Chapter 159: Chapter One Hundred Fifty-Seven: "Dragged Out

Su Ming’an successfully took control of the army.

With His Majesty’s permission, he assumed a nominal position in the Regular Army and then watched as a large amount of Contribution Points rolled in.

Once Players could see who was reporting in the channel chat, wiping out the Revolutionary Army became a simple task.

[Kapel: Why has it felt so tough recently, having to move our position at the drop of a hat...]

[Dale: It seems our movements have been leaked, damn it, whose idea was it to keep reporting in?]

[Marlow: It’s strange, there are true reports and false ones, so why does this damn Regular Army catch us out every time?]

[Laines: It must be a Player with a high status in the Regular Army directing the troops, just by comparing your true and false reports to the current situation they can figure it out...]

[Deng Wenqing: Do you even have to ask? Anyone who checks the leaderboard can tell who’s directing the army.]

[Izumi Haru: Whatever, I’ve already joined the Regular Army. Following the troops around every day lets me easily rack up some Contribution Points—Number One Player, forever the god!]

[...]

Su Ming’an’s daily routine had become pointing the Regular Army in a direction and then continuing to oversee experiments in the laboratory, striving for progress within ten days. At night, he would stroll around the square, pulling out those who looked suspiciously like traitors.

A considerable amount of time had passed since the day he killed Mizushima Haru, and now it was the sixth day of the game.

His Contribution Points firmly occupied the top spot on the leaderboard, the number being 16,805, while the second-place holder lagged behind with a cliff-like gap, at just 2,085, likely to be a member of the Revolutionaries who was constantly on the run.

Recently, Su Ming’an had already started to plan his escape.

Under his vigorous promotion, the experiment was near completion and could ensure its end before the ritual ceremony began.

However, the rate at which his Contribution Points were increasing had also begun to slow down— as the Players in the Revolutionary Army were either killed or defected, the number of those reporting to him decreased, and consequently, his Contribution Points grew slower.

Moreover, facing a life-and-death crisis, he had to make his escape before the celebration began.

His original plan was to use the Regular Army to exterminate the Revolutionary Army, and when the timing was almost right, he would betray them and join the Revolutionary Army, earning Contribution on both sides. If he could manage to destroy the final ceremony, then the large wave of Contribution Points he would harvest should secure him a good evaluation.

He quickly pondered his upcoming arrangements, then knocked on the doors to the grand hall.

"...You’re going out?"

The silver-haired man upstairs looked over at him.

"Yes, in these past few days, I’ve almost finished what I need to do," Su Ming’an said. "The experiment is nearing its conclusion. About a day before the celebration, it will be completely finished. I’m thinking... I would like to take a walk to clear my mind."

Su Ming’an was confident.

From previous probes, he knew that His Majesty’s Initial Favorability towards him was as high as 95 points. Although he didn’t know why at 100 points, His Majesty would mark him with a Pattern that caused him to feign death, in the end, he woke up on top of ruins, not dead.

His requests were generally granted by the other party.

"Go ahead."

As expected, he received a positive response.

"Take Hui Shuhang and the Guardian squad with you, and be careful," His Majesty continued, watching him. "And come back in time."

Su Ming’an understood that his blood was needed for the final completion of the experiment.

The blood of his Evil Dragon lineage was an essential medium for the experiment, and if he wanted to ensure its completion, he had to return before the festival.

But... whether he would come back at that time to offer his blood and himself, or to seize the results of the experiment and overturn the ceremonial altar, was not so certain.

His Majesty had such faith in him because he believed in a future with his heartfelt Qin Wang. The original Qin Wang had also prepared to die on the ceremonial altar.

...But he was Su Ming’an, not Qin Wang.

The future of this Continent was irrelevant to him; he would not sacrifice himself on the altar to save people who are "irrelevant."

"Alright," Su Ming’an said and then left the grand hall.

...

[Regular Army Path · Future Path · Perfect Pass Progress: 40%]

[Survival Probability: Increased by 12.58%]

...

Back in his bedroom, after closing the door, his eyes turned somewhat cold as if a beast had been unleashed from its shackles. When he took out the mini-map Feya had given him, his fingers gently caressed the paper surface, eventually settling on a spot.

This was a distribution map of a square.

According to what Feya said, this square, named Qi, was located at the heart of the Regular Army’s capital, which was the area he could see from his window. This place was mostly used for important events such as offering, is one of the symbols of the Regular Army, and was also the designated area for his coming-of-age ceremony.

At that moment during the most important part, he would stand on the high platform in the center of the square, receiving blessings from the statue.

...If nothing went wrong, he would die during that segment.

"Panel," he said.

The system interface appeared before him.

...

[Personal Information]

Real Name: Su Ming’an

Number: BE3030

Level: Second Rank Three

Honor: First Newcomer, Number One Player (Crowning Moment), Plum Blossom Twice, Plum Blossom Three Strategies, Second Rank Vanguard, Peak PvP MVP

Occupation: White Judge (Hidden)

Status: Ruler

Equipment: Four Leaf Clover Bracelet (Green), Aurora Ring (Purple), Dawn’s Fall (Red), Remington RP9 (Green), Sword of Yarman (Blue), Leather Long Boots (Green), Mechanical Heart (Blue), Rose Hat (Hidden), Sophia Palace Dress (Blue)

Skill:

[Purple Grade Space lv.3, Blue Level Annihilation lv1, Purple Grade Surveillance Eye lv.1, (Occupational Core Skill) Bright Night Clone lv.8]

[Basic Gunmanship lv.2]

Health Points: 1640

Mana: 200 (recovery rate 5/min)

Physical Strength: 43

Strength: 40

Agility: 32

Spirit: 10

[Combat Mastery lv.6]

[Blade Mastery lv.6]

[Swordsmanship Mastery lv.6]

...

His gaze settled on the skill "Surveillance Eye."

It was a skill he had acquired in the Main God Space after dying five times.

Although he encountered many other attractive offensive skills, considering his current Combat Power was already sufficient, he chose this Purple Grade decryption skill.

"(Purple Grade) Surveillance Eye (Evolvable): You can implant a Surveillance Eye at any location, which will continuously provide you with a vision of 50m*50m for three days (the surveillance vision cannot penetrate obstructions). Once implanted, the Surveillance Eye becomes automatically invisible and cannot be detected by non-equivalent reconnaissance skills. Limited to three uses per instance."

"Note: Upon evolution, the Surveillance Eye can evolve into a portable weakness analysis feature, automatically discovering key clue points within the field of view."

...

Su Ming’an was interested in the evolved "portable weakness analysis." If his guess was right, it should be a skill similar to Clue Insight.

It was for this Clue Insight that he had chosen the skill.

Of course, it’s not to say that dying five times, to the extent that even Moli could hardly recover, didn’t play a role in his decision.

But the Surveillance Eye before evolution was also very useful, allowing him to install a surveillance camera at any time and place.

He had previously implanted an eye in the great hall, but it never detected any movement from His Majesty, and with the three-day limit nearly up, the eye wasn’t of much value anymore.

He was planning on when best to use the remaining two eyes...

"Thud, thud."

A gentle knock came from the door, and he turned his head to see a little girl in an ornate dress standing neatly at the doorway, her hands crossed in front of her, and her small short legs sheathed in red and white long socks standing straight.

"You wish to go out for a stroll, correct?" Hui Shuhang asked gently, "The guardian squad is already prepared, and I’ve also readied your favorite snacks. You can come downstairs now."

Su Ming’an suddenly felt that this little girl, who looked as tender as a small flower, was now acting like a "mother" who had always cared for and nurtured him.

...Although the mature actions were somewhat incongruous with her youthful body, they were unexpectedly cute.

Of course, that was all, merely cute.

"Following your previous interests, I have planned your itinerary for this outing. This stroll will be a two-day affair, and including me, a total of five hundred members of the Regular Army will accompany you," Hui Shuhang said as he walked, his tone elegant, as though reciting a gentle poem:

"On the first day, we will head to Kriliri Town in the northeast, where there are uniquely flavored lemon wines and roasted meats. I remember you mentioned eight years ago that you liked them very much. Then, it’s the nearby Keli Forest. I remember you always enjoyed its lakes when you were young. I will clear the beasts in advance to ensure your safety. After that will be..."

"How long has it been since I last went out?" Su Ming’an suddenly interrupted.

"Eight years. I remember, since you started becoming interested in research, you stopped going out."

"...It’s not about interest, but about making the most of the time."

"Yes," Hui Shuhang nodded slowly, "You have utilized every minute and second to the best of your abilities within your capability."

Her tone was very restrained; her emotions did not leak out at all. If it wasn’t for Su Ming’an having seen the madness in her eyes before, he wouldn’t think she could do something so desperate to save him.

While walking downstairs, Su Ming’an saw the neatly arranged army.

The five hundred-strong army was quite impressive, especially with its well-equipped, uniform setup.

The five hundred gleaming weapons shimmered with golden light under the daylight, and as Su Ming’an walked down the stairs, he heard a uniform clanging of armor—a spectacle that as an ordinary student who had only seen drill instructors during military training and troops on television, he had never witnessed such a well-ordered army standing before him.

"Captain of the Regular Army guardians, Wen Jie, greets Your Majesty."

The leader of the squad, who was clearly better equipped, stepped forward and bowed.

The player portraying Wen Jie was a Dragon Country Player.

Once he learned that he and the Number One Player were in the same instance, his reaction was the same as most people—excited yet afraid.

What excited him was the chance to appear on camera and be seen by millions of people. Even better, he could follow the Number One Player’s winning route and perhaps earn a decent evaluation.

What scared him was... As everyone knows, Number One Player’s attitude towards ordinary players isn’t quite as abusive and exploitative as some peak players, but it could still be considered dismissive. Rushing up to him rashly might only result in becoming a stepping stone for his perfect pass, without even the dignity of being noticed.

After learning the rules of this instance, he realized all his nervousness and hesitation had been unnecessary—he couldn’t even find out who Number One Player was playing as.

As the days passed, those who had been eager to knock Number One Player off his perch learned their lesson. They watched dumbfounded as Number One’s contribution points soared like a rocket, yet they couldn’t even find where he was, finally realizing the chasm-like gap between them.

Many were guessing who Number One Player was playing as, with some players assigned high-ranking positions in the Regular Army guessing it was the "Your Majesty" who existed in people’s mouths but couldn’t be seen.

Now, when he looked at the chat channel, he could still see plenty of complaints:

[Lair: Has anyone seen the Regular Army’s Your Majesty? Damn it, I still can only hear his title.]

[Sun Qiqi: Haven’t seen him, waiting to die, goodbye.]

[Shanchuan Nengzi: The identity allocation for Number One Player is too ridiculous, it must be that Your Majesty, truly doing nothing and racking up a ton of contribution points—I could do that too.]

[Fan Quan: The dude is the organizer’s darling, got loads of good stuff, just be jealous.]

[Yi Nianwei: Why, just why??? Why do we have to fight to death in battles to earn contribution points, while Su Ming’an feels like he hasn’t even shown up and his points shoot up like a rocket.]

[Zhen Xia: How odd, I thought by now no one dared to criticize Number One Player anymore?]

[Luo Xin: Because the weather’s cleared, some players think they’re up to the challenge again.]

[Valen: Oh God, this chat bar is filthy every day; I can hardly see any serious news anymore.]

[Jals: The current ratio of Regular Army to Revolutionary Army is 7215 to 212, I feel the Revolutionary Army will soon have no players left... all because Number One Player disrupted the balance.]

[Nora: Do you really think no one else is reading the chat? With real-name systems, if Number One Player’s in a bad mood one day, he’ll pull you out one by one and kill you!]

[Sherry: I think it’s good to be ranked alongside Number One Player, it’s comfortable to mix with the Regular Army and earn contribution points.]

...

Wen Jie was aware of the current situation.

The player ratio between the sides was seriously imbalanced.

Those with the Regular Army were just mingling for contribution points, and those with the Revolutionary Army were looking for opportunities to kill the Regular Army leader and survive against all odds.

One side was full of freeloaders, the other had people with a gambler’s resolution—right now, Number One Player’s contribution points were more than everyone else’s combined. If they could just find him and kill him, it would be a situation where a carp leaps over the dragon gate. After all, in this world, individual combat power didn’t seem important; the power of a group was much stronger than a single person, and killing a player with peak combat power wasn’t difficult.

However, there were very few people who held such thoughts, aside from some who arrogantly believed they could play God. Most were freeloaders satisfied with just getting through 15 days.

But at this moment, Wen Jie was feeling a bit nervous.

Because he knew something.

...He was gradually figuring out who Number One Player was portraying.

During his time as a leader in the guardian squad, he’d noticed this extremely good-looking character more than once. This person often had a little girl following him and appeared to be treated with great importance, while also freely accessing many critical areas.

After learning that this person also held a nominal position in the army, his suspicions solidified.

Others who knew about this were plenty, but they were clever, keeping the knowledge to themselves, not blatantly announcing it on a public screen.

This trip out was an opportunity.

...An opportunity for a major shift in the leaderboards.

Just as Wen Jie was pondering whether he should plan a betrayal, he heard the indifferent voice of Number One Player in front of him:

"Drag this man away."

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