"Constructing character template... construction complete."
"Constructing Monster Template... construction complete."
"Constructing Player Template... construction complete."
"Constructing class system..."
"Constructing quest system..."
"Injecting game rules..."
"World data initialization commencing..."
"Current progress: 1%, 2%, 3%... 5%... 21%... 34%... 57%... 82%..."
"..."
……
In a haze.
Su Mu seemed to hear a voice coming from the void, echoing in his mind.
The next moment, he awoke.
As if newly born or just awakened from a deep sleep, Su Mu looked around in a daze, completely bewildered.
It was a wasteland.
The sky was gloomy and dim, shrouded in a murky fog; the land was desolate and ruined, devoid of any signs of life.
All he could see were vast expanses of rubble and countless bones scattered across the barren earth.
Even his own body...
Instinctively lowering his head, Su Mu saw only a set of ghastly white bones!
"I'm... a skeleton?"
Feeling everything around him, Su Mu was utterly confused, unable to grasp the current situation.
At that moment, the mysterious voice from before echoed once again in his mind.
"World data initialization complete."
Ethereal.
Mechanical.
Devoid of emotion.
Upon hearing the voice again, Su Mu was struck with a chill. The confusion and questions in his heart were swept away, leaving only one feeling—shock.
"That was... a system notification?"
"I've transmigrated into Second World?"
The voice from the void was not unfamiliar to Su Mu.
In fact...
Every Second World player knew that voice very well.
Second World was a game.
From the moment a player entered the game, this ethereal, mechanical, emotionless voice would accompany them for life.
Because...
It was the system notification voice of Second World!
"Second World..."
"Maybe..."
A thought struck him, and Su Mu murmured to himself, "Status panel?"
The next second—
A translucent status panel appeared in his field of view!
[Name]: Su Mu
[Race]: Undead - Skeleton
[Level]: 1 (0/100)
[Status]: HP 8, MP 15
[Attributes]: Strength 0.7, Agility 1.2, Constitution 0.8, Spirit 1.5
[Talent]: Erosion (Unique Talent)
[Skills]: None
……
……
Except that one was a Player Template and the other a Monster Template, this status panel was almost identical to the one he once had.
Together with the familiar system voice that had accompanied him for so long, Su Mu finally accepted the fact—he had transmigrated into the game world.
"No..."
"Maybe not transmigrated..."
"But reborn!"
His gaze moved downward.
Scanning the stats line by line, Su Mu's eyes finally stopped at the bottom of the panel.
There was a string of numbers.
Public beta countdown: 90 days, 13 hours, 24 minutes.
"So that means I was reborn from ten years in the future to a time when Second World hadn't even launched, and I went from being a player in the real world to a Skeleton in the game world?"
When he reached this conclusion, Su Mu wasn't sure whether to laugh or cry.
After sorting through the information in his mind, Su Mu arrived at a few key conclusions:
1.He had gone from being a player to a monster, which naturally meant he had lost the player's ability to infinitely respawn. Second World was a real world—once he died, it was over.
2.As a monster with a Monster Template, he was inherently hostile to the player faction. And players—known as the "Fourth Scourge"—would kill anything that showed a health bar, even gods!
3.There were three months left on the public beta countdown, meaning he had three months to grow before players descended upon the world.
4.He had returned from ten years in the future to a time before Second World had launched. The gods had not awakened. The game had not invaded. The real world... had not yet been destroyed.
Yes.
Destroyed.
Before Su Mu was reborn, the real world had already been destroyed.
Players changed the game, and the game was corrupting reality.
Ten years later—
When the game's Erosion of reality reached a certain threshold, the sleeping gods awakened.
The worlds merged. The supernatural descended.
Even after ten full years of development, players were still no match for the gods.
When these divine beings, who stood above all life, descended upon the real world—not even the combined efforts of all legendary players could stop a single god.
After that...
The world was torn apart and reduced to ruins.
Those who believed in the gods were taken to their divine realms; the powerful fled to other dimensions; and most... were annihilated in the moment the world was destroyed, reduced to Undead wandering this shattered land.
As for Su Mu...
Even as a Level 76 Legendary Sword Saint, all he could do when that moment came was flee into the game world. While seeking vengeance against the divine faction, he was endlessly hunted by them in return.
Public beta countdown?
Ha!
Staring at the countdown numbers at the bottom of his panel, Su Mu couldn't help but let out a cold laugh.
Rather than a public beta countdown, it was a countdown to the end of the world!
With the memories of his past life, Su Mu knew better than anyone just how terrifying the gods were.
Even if the peak power level of players in his previous life were multiplied tenfold or even a hundredfold—it still wouldn't be enough to fight the gods!
The destruction of the real world was inevitable.
In fact—
The moment the countdown to Second World's public beta began...
The real world's destruction countdown had also begun!
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