Comprehensive network wizard, magic emperor.

Chapter 335 Comprehensive Internet Forum Luoyang Shovel

The first wave of chaos has been quelled, and while the crisis is far from over, all living beings now have more time to prepare for the impending catastrophe. Players can continue to recruit troops, and local factions will try to form alliances and mediate disputes.

When Linbo chatted with Alia Chenmu, the elegant sun elf was very respectful and spoke freely about everything he knew.

Even among the most outstanding mortals, there is still a vast chasm between legendary and godlike power. All Alia Chenmu could offer was sincerity and respect. Naturally, he could hardly ignore the gracious nature of this lord, and thus mustered the courage to inquire about the ins and outs of this calamity.

“There’s something wrong with your creator,” the monk said briefly.

In fact, this world is not entirely ignorant of the void that can be seen every night. After all, the dark zone between the stars is the source of black magic, and the success rate of mortals in this world is very high. On average, there are four or five potential mages among a thousand people, who can embark on the path of mystery with a little guidance.

Spellcasters who study black magic all know how to summon demons, and they don't even need to be particularly skilled, because the void is very generous and never refuses anyone.

Historically, summoning rituals have often led to out-of-control disasters, giving rise to races like the Demon Race and an industry dedicated to hunting and studying chaos.

The prevailing academic view for thousands of years that chaotic demons are derivatives of the void is not entirely wrong, because the souls of the harvested beings do indeed transform into new demons. However, the original batch of demons actually came from outside the world.

The fundamental problem is not about killing demons and eliminating evil, but about the defiled void itself, just as crocodiles in a river can be killed, but the rotten water source is difficult to clean up.

When the Creator desires to destroy the world, this is an inevitable outcome. The battle against Chaos will not end in victory, but merely in turning death into a prolonged torture.

Holding a steaming stone teacup in her hand, A Liao Chenmu said softly, "Fortunately, with you here, there is still hope for this world."

“I don’t belong here.” Lin Bo looked into the elf’s eyes, but the elf avoided his gaze. “I will eventually leave. What will you do then?”

After saying this, he turned to [Fang Muyu] and started talking about his future plans. A Liao Chenmu felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. His hands and feet did not tremble, but his heart was a little cold, and his eyebrows were tightly furrowed.

"I have to go back to my territory. Come visit me when you have time." Lin Bo swept his hand across the stone table where he was receiving guests, leaving behind a world map and the coordinates of his territory. "Here it is."

[Fang Muyu] nodded repeatedly and waved goodbye. A Liao Chenmu stared intently at the map, memorizing it, and also stood up to see them off, as if they were the true masters of this Flying Peak.

With a thought, Lin Bo transformed his physical body into a spiritual form, his entire being becoming a blue outline. He shot through the air at the speed of lightning, returning to the tropics in just a few moments.

A few hours later, the orc pilgrims at the foot of the mountain, tireless, brought offerings again. They had discussed it and concluded that the wrathful scene earlier was the god's dissatisfaction with the sacrifice. Therefore, they slaughtered and cooked the cattle and sheep that the goblin merchant had bought, and carried them up the mountain half-cooked to offer as a sacrifice, hoping that the god would calm down.

When they arrived, the mountaintop was already deserted, with only the autumn winds of the North lingering there, swirling around the stone table and benches left behind when the gods received their guests.

On the way down the mountain, A Liao Chenmu inquired about the relationship between [Fang Muyu] and that Your Majesty. The once proud and arrogant legendary powerhouse became cautious in his tone.

[Fang Muyu] was still being irreverent, speaking in a casual tone, "Me? I'm the closest group member to that big shot!"

After a few jokes, he explained seriously, "Do you know about the Comprehensive Network? You can think of us as mercenaries from outside the world. We fight for specific goals, and when we can no longer gain more benefits, we may leave and never come back. After all, the world is infinitely vast, and the next stop may have a better view."

"...I see. This is truly an eye-opener."

Most powerful beings in the world never come into contact with the multiverse in their entire lives, and even powerful spellcasters may not be able to find a path to another world.

A plane might be like a pond, far from other bodies of water, where the creatures that live there forever circulate.

Even though the concept of the Internet has spread to an infinite number of worlds, there are still many more inhabitants who have never heard of these eccentric individuals who call themselves players. They always chase after disasters and change predetermined fates, like messengers of a new era, a group of moths drawn to a flame.

"Actually, your dimension has already been in contact with the Comprehensive Network."

[Fang Muyu] softened her tone and stated a fact that was hard for the locals to accept, "But that was in the earlier cycles, when players also entered the game. Your world struggled, was destroyed, and restarted again and again. As for us, we always arrive on the eve of the apocalypse, and we have tried, but we cannot change the outcome."

Having lived for so many years, A Liao Chenmu had considered all sorts of strange and wonderful ideas. He calmly accepted it, "You mean there's no hope of staying in this world?" "Not necessarily. Think about it, this battle is classified as level 13 to 15 by the entire network. Generally speaking, the big shots who can solve your problems are at least level 20 legendary. We ordinary adventurers are just here to make some money and gain experience. But you guys just happened to be incredibly lucky and ran into a superpowerful character like the mage, and suddenly you're saved, aren't you?"

Elf Legend took a deep breath, banishing the weak and incompetent thoughts from his mind. He stopped considering the problems that would arise if His Majesty left and instead pondered who he should contact next to send a warning.

"Is there anything else you can reveal about the Chaos Demon?"

“Yes. Lots.” [Fang Muyu] raised an eyebrow. “What do you want to know?”

"...Alas, it is precisely you outsiders who know our enemies best. The taste of such ignorance is truly terrible."

"Don't think like that. Do you know why we have the intelligence? It's because the players who tried to save you in the last five cycles still care about this world."

Lin Bo returned to the Fungus Forest, where the greenskins were fighting with the Chaos at their doorstep. In just one day, these guys had not only increased in number, but their psionic power and productivity had also improved. They were practically beating the monsters to a pulp, and the battle line was firmly pressed into the meteorite crater.

Barbarians and mechanics also assisted in the battle at the front, occasionally returning to the camp to rest.

When the mage finally had some free time, he opened the online forum for the first time and still used "Lighthouse Guest" as his nickname.

[Network Notice: Welcome to the Multiverse Player Forum, Exemplary Adventurer. To ensure signal quality, we have automatically selected a world biome zone for you based on the current version (ver25.0231), and the time flow rate has been synchronized and calibrated.]

[Friendly reminder: Chatting involves risks, and transactions require caution. Please carefully verify trade details to avoid being scammed. This forum may contain opposing factions; please be careful to conceal your personal information...]

The forum has a wealth of sections and features, and the number of online players is ridiculously large. Even though it's just a single world system, the number of planes it contains is immeasurable.

The restrictions on the open forum vary across different versions of the Zongwang platform, ranging from level 5, 10, and 15 to even the legendary level 20. Many players from older versions remain active, and some are lucky enough to be players of limited-edition versions, possessing their own exclusive Zongwang license numbers.

With so many users gathered, the level of popularity was predictable.

Lin Bo spent some time browsing posts to familiarize himself with the online environment.

There are dozens of chat sections alone, including popular sections dedicated to discussing dungeon strategies, sections for appraising treasures, and detailed categories such as travel, academics, education, commerce, combat, and esports, as well as a comprehensive section filled with a massive number of casual users.

The forum has some administrators who are responsible for maintaining order. They are basically gods or even deities themselves. If it weren't for them, the online environment would probably be very chaotic, even more sinister than the supernatural.

Lin Bo browsed the strategy section and saw an old post that remained highly popular.

[(Discussion Thread) Another Unfinished Mission - Rant on [The Conquest Chessboard of the Bewildered Creator] [999+ Comments]]

He clicked to view the messages, which were mostly from previous players who had participated in the campaign, even those who didn't believe they could win. They patiently compiled the instance information, packaged it up, and shared it, leaving all possible strategies for future players to achieve victory.

The earliest post was hundreds of years ago, and the most recent comment was just a few days ago. It just so happened that Lin Bo and his group of players who won the dungeon were looking for information and accidentally unearthed this treasure trove of an old post.

Now, the post has attracted a large number of players. What really ignited the hype wasn't the dungeon restart, but rather someone posting several videos with the comment: "There are super strong players entering the dungeon this time. There's hope of winning!"

In the video, a blue star guides the mountains across the night sky.

The commenters didn't believe that this was an exemplary adventurer; they all speculated that it was a legend. This attracted a large number of onlookers who flocked to watch and analyze what the magic that could move mountains and seas was all about, and which big shot had intervened.

Lin Bo flipped to the latest page of the post, and sure enough, Huan Yu Lei Ming's video had been uploaded, and his personal image was also in it.

He shook his head, looking at the waterfall of comments, and could only smile wryly.

(End of this chapter)