I summoned the Fourth Scourge in Warhammer

After firing this shot in Chapter 33, I will delete my account.

The shocking scene of the Assassins turning to ashes didn't linger for long among players. After all, death is commonplace in this game; the only difference was that the death effects were exceptionally flashy and cool.

After a brief moment of surprise, the atmosphere in the factory quickly returned to its previous cheerful state. Although the lottery results were quite varied, most players were satisfied with what they had received.

"The planners really put a lot of thought into it; they actually made a hundred completely different items for me to win as prizes," one player remarked.

“Yeah, which game company on the market these days can put this much effort into it?” his companion chimed in.

Most players were so engrossed in the joy of "opening the chest" that they seemed oblivious to the fact that the Assassin, who had met such a dramatic end, hadn't reappeared after all this time. A few players who did notice, like Ruan Wenbo, simply assumed the other player had some urgent matter in real life and had temporarily logged off, without giving it much thought.

Earth at this very moment...

"Holy crap, why can't I log in?!"

Liu Yubin, who plays the "Ruthless Assassin" in the game, suddenly sat up in the game pod, frantically scratching his hair with both hands.

The reason he went berserk was precisely what he had just said. After unleashing the divine skill [Burning Sulfur] that he had drawn, Liu Yubin's character died instantly. If it were just death, it wouldn't be a big deal; resurrection would only take a few seconds.

The crucial point is that after dying, he was immediately kicked out of the game by the system! Liu Yubin was dumbfounded and immediately tried to log in again, only to find that the system kept displaying the message "[Information error! Unable to find character data]", making it impossible to log in. He tried several times in a row, only to receive the same cold, impersonal message.

Could it be a bug in the game? Liu Yubin quickly thought of this possibility. After all, this was a game that had just appeared in the public eye and had demonstrated advanced technology that was beyond the reach of this era. It would be strange if it didn't have any bugs!

So he quickly wrote a detailed account of the incident and posted it on the official forum.

Help! The game seems to have a bug; I can't log in for no reason!

The post quickly gained attention and garnered a surge in comments. The title alone was enough to attract attention, not to mention the shiny "First Closed Beta Test Honor Badge" next to the poster's ID.

Although the number of comments kept increasing, and Liu Yubin kept refreshing his follower list, there were few constructive suggestions below the post. Frankly speaking, most of the forum users these days are armchair gamers eagerly awaiting updates; asking them to offer useful suggestions on in-game bugs is simply asking too much.

Soon, Liu Yubin's post attracted the attention of other closed beta testers, and some "comrades" began to leave comments under his post. However, most of them were gloating and making jokes.

"Brother Sa, you died a terrible death! Hahaha, you're all turned to ashes!"

"Brother, rest in peace. I'll use your equipment and collect your compensation for you!"

"Is this the price of being a lucky winner?"

When Liu Yubin saw that even the big shot Ruan Wenbo left a comment under his post saying, "It's okay, Assassins, don't worry, there's a high probability that there will be no fighting in the near future," which was essentially saying, "Brother, there's nothing I can do," Liu Yubin's heart sank and he began to feel anxious.

Just then, a small red dot popped up in my private message on the forum.

This surprised Liu Yubin for a moment—hadn't he set it so that non-friends couldn't send him private messages? His only friend was Ruan Wenbo, who had just left a comment on his post. Why would he want a private message?
However, he quickly realized this wasn't a regular private message icon. He hurriedly clicked on the message and saw that the sender's name was [Bit], and next to the name was a bright gold official verification mark! Liu Yubin rubbed his eyes and confirmed that the mark indeed read "[Planner]" in large letters!
Bit: Your question is complex, and I'm currently working on it.

Upon seeing this message, Liu Yubin felt like he had grasped a lifeline and quickly typed a reply.

Ruthless Assassin: Boss! Game planner! Could you please explain in detail what the problem is?

Bit: Every player's existence is based on a piece of "core information." Whether one is alive or dead, it's just a different state of this core information, with only some parameter changes, but the core information itself still exists.

Bit: But your death wasn't a change in the state of the [core information] from "survival" to "death," but rather... the entire core information was directly deleted, or rather, consumed.

Liu Yubin stared blankly at the text on the screen.

Ruthless Assassin: Boss, are you saying the reason I can't log in is because of that [Burning Fire] I set off? But wasn't that a skill you designed?

Bit: Yes. Bit: I did design the skills, but the overall information structure of the Warhammer universe is unrelated to me. However, the reaction between the two is quite unexpected. I will allocate computing power to this aspect; it's a very interesting topic. Your core information is also being reconstructed. Don't worry, I will construct an information core exactly the same as before; attribute limits and race will not change.

Liu Yubin's lips twitched as he looked at the research enthusiasm revealed in the other person's words, which resembled the excitement of "discovering a new toy."

Ruthless Assassin: ...Boss, I mainly want to know when I can log back in.

Bit: Since this is the first time I've encountered this situation, I can't be sure, but according to preliminary calculations, it will probably take 8 to 12 hours.

Behind the screen, Liu Yubin wore a look of utter despair. He slumped into his chair, muttering to himself, "I'd better not use this skill again in the future..."

He suddenly remembered something, sat up straight, and typed a line in the chat box.

Ruthless Assassin: By the way, boss, can I post this message? So everyone can know what's going on.

Bit: arbitrary.

After receiving permission from the planner, Liu Yubin was invigorated and immediately posted a new thread on the forum.

Update! We've contacted the official channels!

He briefly explained the situation in the main post, and then pasted the screenshot of his conversation with the planner [Bit] exactly as it was, without changing a single word.

The moment the post was published, the entire official forum erupted once again. If the previous bug help post had only attracted attention, then this post was like a depth charge, directly detonating all the lurking, onlooker, and online players.

"Holy crap! Holy crap! You can't even do that?!"

"So that's what 'consumes everything' means! I thought it would deduct health or mana or something, but it actually consumes the entire account!"

"A 'delete account' cannon? Holy crap, that skill is way too hardcore!"

"Wow, Sa-ge, you can actually pull off something like this. I've really broadened my horizons."

"The planner is pretty impressive too. 'This is a very interesting topic.' Look at that, is that even human language? I can feel the researchers' ecstasy!"

"I feel sorry for Assassins. The price of being a lucky player is having your account deleted for 8-12 hours. Hahaha, I'm sorry, I just couldn't help it."

"So, are all 100 items in that lottery pool just weird stuff of this caliber? What on earth did the developers put in there?!"

Looking at the diverse replies from the players, Liu Yubin smiled helplessly in front of the screen. Although being forcibly logged off was frustrating, seeing the frenzy that had erupted on the forum because of him seemed to lessen his displeasure considerably.

He closed the lively post, slumped in his chair, and stared at the ceiling.

How am I supposed to get through these eight to twelve hours...?

Sleep? I just got out of the game pod, I'm wide awake. Try something else? My mind is filled with images from this game, I can't concentrate at all.

Suddenly, he thought of something, slapped his thigh, and sat up from the chair.

I promised Ruan Wenbo and other players that I would write a post about my experience with the "Suicide Truck" in the game. I was interrupted by a lottery at the time, but now that I have plenty of time, I might as well fill in this gap.

Without hesitation, Liu Yubin perked up immediately. He rubbed his hands together, created a new document, and titled it "On the Art of 'Self-Destruction' - From Beginner to Burial."

Perfect, this will help pass the time during this long "role reconstruction" period.

(End of this chapter)