Offer blocks to the end times

"Forget it, I don't want to experience multiple lives," Five-Star rejected the suggestion. "What I need is the light of civilization and faith from the same source. That will require your help, my true self. In addition, players will slowly regain their spirituality upon death. I need to slowly recover my full consciousness. Also, you must help me take revenge!"

"Of course, but who beat you up like this? Your consciousness was shattered into millions of pieces?" Senju nodded and inquired about his enemy. Although the enemy had appeared out of nowhere, Senju was not going to let him go for shattering the Dragon Ball's spiritual consciousness.

"I don't know!" Five-Star answered quickly. Looking at the puzzled Thousand Hands, it explained, "I'm not in my complete form right now. My memories are incomplete. I only remember that I preserved my body by using the incarnation world. The enemy should be very strong, but not too strong. Otherwise, the world I incarnated in would have been exposed long ago."

"Is that so?" Thousand Hands frowned. Not to mention strong people of the same level, even those three or four levels lower, Thousand Hands' divination would be ineffective, let alone within the dimension, in the Chaos Sea, where divination is simply impossible. "Then you should focus on repairing it. I will investigate."

"Well, then I'll leave it to you," Five Star said and then fell silent. Senju frowned. An enemy that appeared out of nowhere. These Dragon Ball clones were all more troublesome than the last. Then Senju started thinking about the possible enemies he might have.

Thinking about it this way, Senju realized that he still had a few enemies. For example, the organization that had plotted against him, the worlds affected by the chaotic explosion he caused, the strange pursuers he encountered while excavating galaxies in the depths of the universe, and the owners of the worlds he had inadvertently swallowed. Thinking about it this way, it was really hard to pinpoint a target.

"Forget it, let's deal with this place first," Senju shook his head slightly. However, he didn't plan to migrate this world. He would leave it here as bait. He opened his eyes and looked at the people around him who were staring at him strangely. After all, he had just been in a daze.

Looking around at the people, Senju wondered if he should eliminate the monsters of this world. However, these monsters were also part of the world's cycle. After thinking for a moment, Senju looked at everyone and asked, "What do you all think about completely exterminating the goblin race?"

"Huh?" Everyone was dumbfounded. So, you were just spacing out for a while, and you weren't satisfied with just killing the leader of one race? You're planning to completely exterminate an entire series of monsters?! Nyanta's eyes widened as well. "Is that even possible?!"

"Of course, I not only have items to exterminate a series of monsters, but also items to add a series of monsters. In my game, there was a monster series percentage contest," Thousand Hands casually made up. Anyway, erasing or adding concepts was very simple for him.

Looking at the crowd still staring blankly, Qian Shou helplessly tapped the wooden table. "In the era of virtual games, everyone is not only a participant but also a developer. As long as you have a basic server, you can set up a virtual game with themes such as reality, fantasy, martial arts, shooting, science fiction, and space.

"This is really hard to imagine," Miao Tai said with a wry smile. Although he had been a gamer for over ten years, he still couldn't understand games in the virtual era.

After the person relaying the words to both sides, they were stunned for a moment. Then Shiroe relayed the message, "Lord Senju, could you come to the Ancient Ice Fortress? I have information on world-class magic."

Chapter 1927 Pretending to be Serious

"World-class magic, magic that changes the rules of the world? Please wait a moment," Senju nodded, and then a twisted staff floated out. He pointed it forward, and a portal immediately opened. The portal led to the venue where Shiroe's side was located. Everyone on both sides was surprised to see the opened rift. "What is this? Teleportation? But it's a little different."

"It should be called a portal," Senju slowly floated over, and Rem followed. Then Senju looked to the other side, "Aren't you coming over?"

"Let's forget it. We're in charge of the training camp," Marielle said hastily, waving her hands. She didn't want to go to the noble banquet and cause trouble for herself.

“Is that so?” Senju shrugged, closed the portal, and then sat down in a chair. “You mean world-class magic? Has magic of that level been developed here?”

"Yes, I heard it from a sage here."

"Magic of a scale sufficient to influence the existence, laws, and destiny of the world is called world-class magic. This is quite similar to the world-class items you mentioned," Shiroe explained briefly. Senju nodded. "In that case, it truly is world-class. I didn't expect the technology here to be more advanced than I anticipated."

Although he said that, Senju was actually thinking it through. After all, in a world transformed by the Dragon Balls, anything is possible, especially the magic of wishing, which is normal for it to affect the whole world. After all, as a Super Dragon Ball, its own power is also extremely strong.

"According to the other party, that world-class magic is called the Senro Transformation. It has happened three times. The first time was 300 years ago, when an ancestral race on the verge of extinction launched it for revenge, giving birth to evil demi-humans, or monsters. The second time was 240 years ago, which is 20 years ago in the real world, when the game just started its public beta test. In order to fight against the demi-humans, various races united to launch it, summoning adventurers to arrive. The third time is the recent great disaster, but the cause is still unclear."

"Is that so?" Senju listened attentively to Shiroe's explanation, nodding repeatedly, but he wasn't really paying attention. He was thinking about how to improve the civilization here. "The Senra Transformation, huh? If that's the case, then it's possible to eliminate all the monsters here through magic?"

“It’s possible,” Shiroe pushed up her glasses. “Once we figure out the principle behind the first transformation of the monsters, we can eliminate all the monsters. And once we figure out the reasons for the second and third transformations, we should be able to go back.”

"That's true," Senju replied casually, thinking to himself whether he should recreate an Earth based on the memories of players worldwide. But he wasn't in a hurry for now. Rubbing his forehead, Senju felt his mental state was declining. He had become somewhat impatient after learning the truth here.

Senju slapped his face hard, trying to rouse himself. Even if this was a fabricated world, the life here was real. Weren't there countless examples of creator gods incarnating in all things? He couldn't assume everything was fake just because it was a world transformed from his own avatar. Human wisdom might just surprise him.

"What's wrong, Lord Senju?" Seeing Senju contradicting himself, Shiroe was curious. Senju shook his head slightly, "No, nothing. But besides some world-class items, I should also know some world-class magic. However, I haven't thought about the principles in detail before."

"Huh? Lord Senju, what world-class magic do you know?" Shiro asked curiously. Senju thought for a moment and held up two fingers. "One is 'Infinite Tsukuyomi,' which drags all life forms into an eternal dream, and the other is 'Heavenly Transformation,' which alters the landscape."

"Uh," everyone was speechless after hearing Senju's words. Those two skills were way too dangerous! Their game hadn't even shut down yet, they really didn't know what to say. Shiro wiped away a cold sweat; had they been dragged into an endless dream world?! "Um, that sounds very dangerous. Have you ever used it in real life?"

"No, I haven't tried it yet since I came here. After all, it's a good place, and I haven't gone mad yet," Senju shook his head and then explained, "It is indeed very dangerous. Infinite Tsukuyomi uses the power of the moon to create the most realistic dream for everyone in the world. Well, it's like a cheat version of a single-player game."

"Single-player game? Then what's the purpose of doing this? This magic isn't just about making people dream, is it?" Shiroe frowned slightly. This sounded powerful, but why did it feel so weak for some reason?! Senju nodded, "Of course not. The most important purpose of this magic is to collect everyone's MP and concentrate it into one person to obtain the power to ascend to godhood. Back then, in the game, I controlled all the data of a server, which is why I successfully became a god."

"Combining everyone's MP, huh? That's quite an amazing magic," Shiroe remarked softly. The people around her wore strange expressions; it felt like they'd taken control of someone else's server and were demanding access—it was pure hacking! "So, besides being a pay-to-win player, you're also a cheater? How are we regular players supposed to compete?!"

Looking at the various expressions on the faces of the people, Senju shrugged slightly. "As for the other kind of change, simply put, it's about creating a new area in the game, setting up civilizations, cities, life forms, and so on. I feel like we could create a new planet here."

"Uh," are you kidding me?! The speechless crowd thought to themselves. Shiroe chuckled dryly, listening to this guy's words felt like listening to a bragging contest. "That's really impressive. Lord Senju, you were a super expert in the original game, weren't you?"

"No, I'm just an ordinary player," Senju waved his hand apologetically, then looked at the group of people who were itching to complain. "Alright, let's get back to business. Clearing out all the monsters isn't very friendly to the players, so I've decided to clear out some bloodthirsty and evil monsters, like goblins. Is that okay for you guys?"

“Of course, no problem,” Shiroe pushed up her glasses, looking inscrutable. “But those bloodthirsty monsters you mentioned should be called demi-humans. The nobles of the Earthlings outside will definitely be very happy to hear this news.”

"Demi-humans, huh?" Senju rolled her eyes, glancing at the players beside her who weren't exactly human. "In our game, demi-humans..."

The term "human" refers to all humanoid races other than humans, not monsters. In fact, if those monsters were given human intelligence, they might become true demi-humans.

Chapter 1928 Nonsense and Doubt

"Monsters with intelligence? That feels too dangerous. Let's talk about how to get rid of those goblin-like monsters instead," Shiroue said, wiping away her cold sweat. "If we give those monsters intelligence, who knows how many people will die?"

“All we need is Genesis,” Thousand Hands casually picked up a newly made book that emitted a faint glow. “This can add monsters to the world, eliminate seven types of monsters, and of course, you can mix and match them freely.”

"Another world-class item?" Everyone was at a loss for words, but Shiroe was seriously considering it. "There are many kinds of goblins, you know: ordinary goblins, demonized goblins, tamed goblins, goblin warriors..."

After listing more than a dozen varieties, Shiroe looked at Senju and said, "With so many varieties, seven isn't enough."

"This power is not weak at all. When it comes to annihilation, it means annihilating all monsters of the same type. If it's only about one type, then that's too unbelievable." Senju waved his hand slightly. After hearing about so many types of goblins, he even wanted to ask Goblin Slayer to save the day. However, if he were to give this divine artifact to Goblin Slayer, it would probably be filled with the words "extermination of goblins."

“That would be excellent. Of course, if we talk to those nobles, they should show some appreciation,” Cheng Hui nodded. The other players beside her were calm. Killing a series of monsters? It’s no big deal. Those privileged players are awesome; we normal people can’t compare.

“Well,” Senju nodded in agreement after hearing Shiroe’s words, “Indeed, we can’t work for free, but what should we ask for? Right, let’s ask for the right to freely set up signal towers and network facilities here.”

"Signal tower? Network infrastructure? Lord Senju, you've created a network?!" The group looked at Senju excitedly. This was much more useful than any magical artifacts they had mentioned earlier. They desperately wanted a network. Senju shrugged. "It's a simple matter. Ordinary modern people can create a network, so why can't you? Combined with the magic here, you might be able to develop a network for the virtual age."

"Uh," the excited crowd rolled their dead fish eyes, realizing there was no actual product. Thousand Hands shrugged, "I have the equipment and knowledge, but I can't do manufacturing, installation, and operation all by myself."

"Don't worry, our oceanographic organization will provide full assistance," Daolong said, pounding his chest with enthusiasm. Then, Senju took out a flat plate and a floating cube. "This flat plate is a matter reconstruction machine, capable of atomic-level matter recombination and reconstruction. It can completely reconstruct various electronic components. Of course, the strongest point is that this equipment can self-replicate. This cube contains photon crystals, which contain various electronic knowledge."

As she spoke, Senju demonstrated how she could transform wood into a plastic toy car, leaving everyone completely stunned. "Such powerful equipment? It can transform matter?! This must be a world-class piece of equipment, right?"

"No, this is just a change in matter. It's a kind of high-tech gadget. You can study it slowly," Thousand Hands shook his head, then clicked on a cube on the side, and a three-dimensional light screen appeared on it. "If you have any questions, you can search for it directly. You can study it slowly."

With a wave of his hand, two items floated to Daolong's front. Then, Senju closed his eyes slightly, contacted his clone, and was speechless. His clone was just as lazy as him, letting others do the work. But at least the clone was more reliable, controlling the puppets here.

With a slight shake of his head, Senju did not recall the clone, but instead let him continue to work here as a substitute. After all, controlling the puppet also required manpower; he had only exchanged memories.

In the past few days, he had held more than a dozen tea parties and seven or eight meetings with the local nobles, and signed more than twenty contracts on mutual understanding, trade, alliances and other matters. Thousand Hands listened to them briefly but lost interest, only telling his clone to remember to communicate with Rhine. The clone rolled his eyes, as he had already considered this.

Then, Senju contacted Rhine and exchanged information. Senju learned that electrification had begun in Susukino. Cars were already appearing on the roads, the Spirit Train had been successfully developed, and the network was being built. The city of Susukino was beginning to modernize and was now installing wireless transmission towers to the entire Aizor Empire.

Knowing this, Senju was quite surprised. He hadn't expected technology to develop so quickly. He then told Rhine to remember to contact the players in Akihabara. Senju then opened his eyes and said, "By the way, I just contacted Rhine. Susukino has already started its modernization process. You can cooperate with each other."

"The Perfect Sword Saint Reinhard, huh? I didn't expect them to be so fast," the group remarked with slight admiration, then nodded. "We should cooperate well."

"That's settled then, I'm going to eliminate the monsters too," Senju waved his hand and stood up. Shiroe raised her hand, "Wait, Lord Senju, aren't you going to negotiate with those nobles?"

"Too much trouble, not worth it for such a small benefit," although he had made it very clear just now, Senju Kazuya...

I have no interest in wasting time discussing with those nobles. "I'll leave the matters of the internet and modernization to you. You don't need my guidance here anymore. I'll be going to other servers later."

"Other servers?" Everyone's expression changed. They hadn't expected that while they were still struggling to survive, the other party was about to leave Japan and go to other regions. Shiroe frowned even more. Did this "other servers" refer to other regions, or to the virtual game's division? He had recently met a player named Susukino, who had given him a book, a light novel called "Horizon in the Boundary".

The document described their current situation. Shiroe suspected that she was in a virtual game where everyone else was an NPC, while Senju was a real person. She just didn't know if this was a single-player game or an online game, as she had no way of verifying it!

Even knowing this, Shiroe didn't want to give up the struggle for survival. After all, it was just a book that provided him with an idea, but it couldn't completely dominate his thoughts. While Senju was away, he needed to accelerate his research on world-class magic. If this were a network world, he might be able to contact the outside network. He pushed up his glasses and slowly calculated.

Chapter 1929 Lightning Tribulation

Upon leaving the Ice Fortress, Thousand Hands immediately launched a massive attack, his mind instantly covering the entire planet before locking onto all goblin-type monsters, unleashing the "Concept Stripping!"

Instantly, a turbid, pale green ball of light appeared in his hand. This was also a transformation of the Dragon Ball's power. In fact, the awakening of the Dragon Ball's consciousness was due to the fact that Senju instantly killed countless monsters. Those monsters that were destroyed by Senju's power could not regenerate, and their power was thus reassembled into the Dragon Ball's consciousness.

The ball of light in Thousand Hands' hand was similar, but its power was somewhat corrupted. With a slight movement, the ball of light split into two: a dark green sphere containing bloodthirsty, murderous, and other chaotic auras. Thousand Hands then put this one away.

The other sphere was a transparent ball emitting a faint glow; this was the refined power. With a flick of his finger, this power replenished the Dragon Ball's slowly repairing spiritual energy. It immediately recovered for a moment, then merely opened its eyes for a glance before continuing its repair.

"Master, where do we go next?" Rem asked, watching Senju float in the air for a while. Senju thought for a moment and said, "Let's leave things here to the clones. Let's go over there, to the Chinese server."

After sensing the area for a moment, Qian Shou discovered that the most concentrated areas of players were the developed coastal regions, while the most fantastical places were the capital city and the Great Wall. These areas had the largest populations. However, this server is very large, and with so many players, it will probably take a lot of effort to rebuild order.

"Let's go," Thousand Hands said, then with a wave of his hand, he and Rem transformed into a magnificent rainbow and flew away. Seeing the rainbow suddenly appear in the sky, a group of Earthlings stood in awe, as if a god had passed by. As for the players, they were first bewildered, then dumbfounded. What kind of plane was that?! No, wait, which god-like player had passed by?!

Well, actually, the players here can also do this. They have flying skills, so they can fly while throwing glowing powder and do the same thing. But nobody has that much free time!

Soon, the two arrived above a city, which was the capital. Of course, in the game world, it was called 'Yandu'. Looking down, the scenery here had a martial arts theme, with a grand imperial city. Unfortunately, this area had already been occupied by players.

"Seriously, all players are the same everywhere," Senju sighed, rubbing his forehead in exasperation as he looked at the situation below. There were 50,000 players in Yandu, more than all the players in Japan combined. With so many people, all sorts of oddballs were bound to appear. Right now, there was a player acting as emperor, with a bunch of ministers and such below him. But these were Earthlings, and there was a group of players laughing and joking around him.

Looking outside, many players were arguing with each other. If it weren't for the puppet guards on this side, the two sides would have started fighting. After listening carefully, Thousand Hands understood. There were players who acted recklessly, and there were players full of a sense of justice. Naturally, the two sides were at odds.

After watching for a while, Qian Shou suddenly thought of a way. He slightly manipulated the laws, and a prompt popped up in front of countless players: "Please note that the Good and Evil Degree system has been activated, and the Tribulation Lightning System has been activated. Please pay attention to your behavior."

"What?!" The players were all stunned. In this situation, they could still receive a notification?! Then they saw countless dark clouds gathering in the sky, followed by countless bolts of lightning, which instantly struck and turned countless players into colorful lights.

"What the hell?!" countless players shouted, followed by countless more being struck by lightning again. Soon, the players who had been struck realized something was wrong, "Damn, I actually lost a level! How vicious!"

Actually, Thousand Hands wanted to kill the most evil players directly, but some players here are deliberately seeking death, thinking that this way they can go back. If they find that the lightning tribulation can kill players, they might deliberately do evil. Now, the focus is on reducing levels, so all players need to think carefully.

In Yandu, countless bolts of lightning also struck. Standing amidst the lightning, Qian Shou observed the scene below. The most wicked player had been struck and reduced to level one! This wasn't a game anymore; in real life, even committing a minor crime would...

Compensation.

Seeing this, all the players fell silent. Thousand Hands emitted a bright light in the air, and the invisible fluctuations were sensed by all the players. "One hour later, all players will gather in the Imperial City to discuss establishing order. Those who do not come will be demoted to level one!"

"Heh, who do you think you are?" one player said unhappily. Instantly, a bolt of lightning struck down. Seeing the player scatter into colorful light, everyone around shut up. Damn, so ruthless?! And it's about discussing the restoration of order. Many 'big shots' have started to gather their guild members.

While they were preparing, Thousand Hands was also preparing. He slowly landed in the imperial city, looked around at the overturned tables, chairs, props, and scattered porcelain shards, and shook his head helplessly. With a wave of his hand, everything returned to order and solemnity.

Looking at the somewhat chaotic NPCs here, Thousand Hands shook his head helplessly. It was no problem to let players do a lot of tasks, but if they were in charge of management, well, many people would get impatient.

"Alright, everyone return to your posts. Soon, a new order will begin." As Thousand Hands' words spread throughout the palace, the Earthlings here calmed down and began to do their jobs. Of course, some Earthlings who had nothing to do gathered in the hall where the throne was located. The players who were laughing and joking here were all killed and reborn.

With a wave of his hand, the originally small hall instantly became extremely spacious, completely transforming into a huge stadium. In the center was a high platform with a notice hanging on it. This was a prop made to imitate the Investiture of the Gods. After the restoration of order, all the Earth People officials would have their names recorded.

After signing, you will receive the corresponding level and immortality, but you will also be subject to the restrictions on the list. If you break the law, you will be removed from your position instantly. Of course, players can also be on the list. You only need to spend eight hours a day on work, and the rest of the time is free. However, I wonder how many people are willing to accept such restrictions.

"Tsk, as expected, I'm still not suited for intellectual battles," Senju shook his head helplessly as he looked at the list gleaming with gold. In Akihabara, Shiroe completed the task of rebuilding order with a small guild of a few dozen people, but here, he relied entirely on violent suppression. Fortunately, now that Dragon Ball's spirit has awakened, Senju doesn't have to worry about his methods being too brutal.

Chapter 1930 Forced Contract

Soon, players arrived. Following the guidance of the huge buoy in the air, they quickly entered the main hall and were then presented with an astonishingly large venue. The players silently put away their weapons. Ahem, let's see what happens first. This 'boss' is going to be tough.

Soon, more than an hour had passed, but unfortunately, only a little over eight thousand players had arrived. Qian Shou rubbed his forehead slightly and then extended an invitation to all players within the Yandu area: "Permission granted to move to the main venue? Yes/No"

After seeing this message, another three or four thousand people arrived. Thousand Hands sent out invitations three times in a row, but the number of people who came here did not reach fifteen thousand. Then, the players outside saw a message pop up in front of them: "Please note that you have been locked and will be attacked by lightning every thirty seconds. Each attack will reduce your level by one. Please go to the designated location, the Imperial City Hall, to avoid the lightning in time."

"Damn it!" Countless players cursed, then started running back to the city towards the palace. Unfortunately, it was a dead end. It would take more than thirty seconds to run from the temple to the palace. Halfway there, the players would be cleaved and respawned. Running again would only result in more cleaving, and not running would also result in more cleaving. Their levels dropped rapidly.

Soon, the players here also received the news. Everyone wiped their sweat. Fortunately, we were very orderly. After waiting for a while, we found that no one had come yet. Thousand Hands scanned the outside in confusion and then discovered this tricky situation. Fortunately, only ten minutes had passed. At most, he would lose twenty levels, and nothing serious would happen.

This time, Thousand Hands extended another invitation, and the vast majority of people came. With each beam of light, players appeared in the seats of the venue, wiping away cold sweat. As for the players who didn't come this time, let them fend for themselves. The lightning tribulation is not just about getting to level one. If level one players continue to be struck by lightning tribulation, the experience required to level up will increase exponentially, while the attribute bonuses gained from leveling up will plummet. In the worst cases, they might only gain 1 HP and 1 MP after leveling up.

"Let's not talk about that anymore." Seeing that most people had arrived, Qian Shou clapped his hands, instantly silencing the bustling players in the venue. Then he took out a microphone and said, "Well, most of the players are here now, let's discuss the matter of rebuilding order."

"Hmm," Senju said, looking at the information of various guilds. However, each guild had a string of strange points after it. He had never seen this on the Yamato server. He had never seen this in the guild project when he was the guild leader of Susukino.

After a brief explanation, Qian Shou understood that this was a unique feature of the Chinese server. Through guild wars, guilds could gain points, and enough points could be used to control a player city. Of course, to control a large city like Yandu, the points from many guilds were simply not enough.

Looking at the guilds' points, Thousand Hands waved his hand, and hundreds of guild leaders were moved to the central platform. Then, countless seats rose up around them. Thousand Hands gestured, "Please be seated, everyone."