Doomsday Train, I went crazy by hoarding billions of items.

Chapter 146 Found you
Jiang Ran stared at the words and read them over and over again, but she still couldn't find the answer she was looking for.

She couldn't help but curse inwardly: This is blatant headline fraud!

With just a few words, you dare to call yourself a chronicle? You don't even have dates, yet you dare to make things up?
Even so, she could indeed vaguely sense that she was one step closer to the truth.

Compared to a month ago when she was simply a vengeful person, Jiang Ran has now actually touched upon a part of the core secrets of the game.

As for the remaining parts, she became increasingly certain that they would naturally surface after all the real fragments were collected.

Including... the secret of her rebirth.

The only regret is that we still couldn't figure out why Blake suddenly came to our door.

Forget about weapons and supplies; she hasn't even finished taking stock of the huge inheritance Jiang Ran plundered yet.

She even suspected that if it weren't for her superior skills and unparalleled abundance of resources, the top spot on the leaderboard might not have fallen to her, given the amount of "hard currency" Blake had in his possession.

Fortunately, now it's all hers.

Jiang Ran also wondered if Blake's appearance was related to the saintess who had not yet shown herself but had been stirring up trouble in the shadows.

If it really was her doing, then Jiang Ran would suspect that her identity had been exposed—otherwise, there would be no reason for this saintess to suddenly invest such a large amount of resources, right?

Outlet is practically an open secret that he was created by the Holy Maiden. He hasn't even made his appearance yet, and now they've brought out Blake. Does this mean the Holy Maiden values ​​herself too much, or that she doesn't trust Outlet's abilities?
Or perhaps, Blake's visit to her was entirely spontaneous, just like those players who overestimated themselves and thought they could defeat the young lady and accept everything from her—it was simply a coincidence.

Considering the notes in Blake's possession, Jiang Ran could not completely rule out the possibility that he might have gained some inspiration from them.

After all, she had four notebooks in her possession.

Thinking about this, Jiang Ran suddenly became less puzzled by the surge in the number of people who had recently come to see her and who owned the journals.

Perhaps for those who possess the manuscript, it is like a guiding light?
With that thought in mind, Jiang Ran couldn't help but start looking forward to her encounter with the outlet mall tomorrow.

I really hope this outlet mall also has a magical notebook in its hands...

*
The woman picked up the seed that was still cursing.

The ribbon that had been wrapped around her eyes suddenly came undone on its own and fell down the woman's delicate cheek.

If anyone were here, they would surely be amazed by the woman's perfect face, yet she possessed such eerie pupils.

In those eyes, which were a mix of gray, blue, and gold, there was a triple pupil!
Even without making eye contact with her, one could still feel that terrifying, soul-stirring power.

The curses emanating from the golden seed gradually subsided under the woman's gaze.

The woman's ethereal voice rang out without any emotion: "Fool."

But soon, she smiled slightly: "But it wasn't a complete loss."

The seed floated from her palm, and Blake's voice came: "Your Holiness, please give me another chance! I promise, I will bring Miss Jiang, no! I will bring Jiang Ran to you intact!"
"The Holy Seed was hard-won. Didn't you bestow it upon me because you saw my potential? Please! If you're willing to give me another chance, I promise... Ah—"

The woman gently clenched her fist, and Blake's voice faded away as the seed shattered.

She stared indifferently at her empty palm, where a new golden sacred seed quickly materialized. The woman's gaze was fixed intently on this seed, her eyes gleaming with a fleeting light. Upon closer inspection, one could discern, deep within the triple pupils, what appeared to be another, even larger and more unbearable eye…

As her pupils trembled, two lines of black tears slowly streamed down her face.

The water droplets, upon touching her clothes, made a "hiss" sound and vanished into black mist.

The woman seemed to be in some discomfort, and gently pressed her eyes, then the ribbon was wrapped around her eyes again.

She sighed softly and lifted the sacred seed upwards: "Go where you belong."

After the sacred seed flew out, the woman gently tapped the area in front of her.

A "game interface" similar to Jiang Ran's was brought up.

The woman looked at the image that had been opened; it was a faint black figure enveloped in a huge, indistinct golden light.

She curved her rosy lips into a smile and whispered, "I've found you... Miss, Jiang Ran."

*
The acid rain stopped in the middle of the night.

But just as many players had feared, the mutations in the marine life have worsened.

The once azure sea where we sailed became murky after the acid rain.

Although it hasn't completely turned into the Black Sea, the areas where you could still catch some food are now filled with mutated fish that are completely inedible, and their aggressiveness has increased several times over.

But players are now so used to it that they're not bothered by the abundance of food and debt; if they don't have anything to eat, they'll just buy some.

If I run out of health, will I die?
Originally, you'd be facing seas where you could run aground at any moment at night. Even though you knew you'd be safe once you reached the island, there were pirates patrolling outside the island, more ferocious than fish. If you were unlucky, you might even encounter other players who were bloodthirsty and ready to kill at the intersection of the pirates' coordinates...

With multiple buffs stacked on top of each other, many people couldn't hold on any longer.

The only reason I'm still alive is because I haven't died yet.

Many people on the world chat, whether sincerely or not, were advocating: "What's the point of just surviving? When it's time to die, you still have to die. Nobody knows how terrible and hopeless the dungeons will be later. Even if you survive them all, if you can't get on the leaderboard, you still can't get onto Paro Island."

"Since dying sooner or later is the same as dying, it's better to die when you're not suffering so much."

Such arguments swept through the entire chat room overnight.

In contrast, a rapidly rising "church" emerged: the God of Darkness.

Unlike the personality cult that God started back then, this church worships... that dark shadow lurking in the seabed.

Jiang Ran had no idea what was going on in these people's minds, or why they would think that a "powerful shadow" that was lying dormant and not making any other moves was their guardian angel.

It's likely that when people are in despair, they unconsciously seek some spiritual sustenance. The beginning of this phenomenon probably occurred when everyone was terrified of the shadowy figure, but then discovered that it didn't actually harm the players.

This logic left Jiang Ran feeling utterly helpless: Was it possible that the player the shadowy figure wanted to harm... had simply hidden away?