Disaster Simulator, global collapse begins.

"Sword energy," but it is truly the sword that is transformed by divine power, the sword energy originates from the heart.

The "Sword God of the Void" is formless and boundless. It does not rely on any matter or space and directly attacks the part of the victim's consciousness that is imperceptible and unknowable. Because this part of consciousness cannot be known, it cannot be resisted.

However, according to the plot, the Sword God of Taixu also severed the entire Babylonian Laboratory, splitting it in two from top to bottom.

There are some similarities, after all, the martial arts of the present world were modified from the Taixu Sword Heart Demon.

Do you want me to pull you into a small dark room, then simulate a few monsters for you to attack and try it out yourself?

"Wow, Chao, when did you add this feature?"

After all, I'll gradually get stronger as you simulate more times.

"It feels like I'm working for you..."

Just tell me if you want it or not.

"want!"

The next moment, Chen Jie appeared in a completely black space, with five flying squids in front of him, the same kind that Hai Si had created in the Matrix World. Although it was pitch black all around, he could see things clearly.

He suddenly remembered that during a settlement, the simulator seemed to have pulled him into such a settlement space.

The mind connects with the spiritual core, activating the special abilities gained from advancing to Rank A.

As the domain expanded, several more figures appeared in the interplay between the real and the virtual.

Oliveira, Elke Shaniat, County Chief Wang, Karin...

These were all identities he had previously simulated!

These identities rush towards the flying squid, each using their own abilities to launch an attack.

Of course, given that his true form is currently only at the A-rank, similar to Oliveira, or rather, compared to Aura, his actual attack performance has decreased significantly.

Chen Jie discovered something rather absurd.

His martial will was... to court death!

Because they were not afraid of death in the simulation, they had the confidence to do whatever they wanted. With this mentality, these figures, born from the Golden Core of Martial Arts, began to launch fearless, even suicidal, attacks against their enemies.

but……

Isn't that great? You can imagine that this special ability will be infinitely strengthened as he simulates more and more figures and identities!

One person can form an army!

Right now, he's equivalent to five A-level combatants. In the future, he might be equivalent to hundreds of A-level combatants. If these figures, both real and illusory, continue to grow stronger, they'll be equivalent to hundreds of S-level combatants!

Strong, invincible.

He truly deserves to be called a martial arts master who took this step on his own, without relying on external aids.

Oliveira used spatial cutting, Elke donned his mecha, and unleashed a saturation barrage of bullets and missiles. County Magistrate Wang's palm grenades, the Mo family's specially made hand grenades, seemed to be used indiscriminately, while Karin launched a conventional attack using the Guard Bureau's exoskeleton and weapons.

The moment these attacks hit the mechanical octopuses that served as targets, they extended and manipulated Honkai energy through their mental constructs, thus enabling them to launch magical attacks using Honkai energy in reality.

Chen Jie exited the "dark room" created by the simulator.

"I've reached Rank A, and I've also figured out why it's so difficult to advance to Rank A in modern martial arts, as well as how to overcome that hurdle."

"Now, it's my turn to ascend that golden throne!"

To be honest, I'm actually a little excited.

"Aili, you and those who are willing to come back with me this time, who don't care about having another self in reality, get on the bus together, along with Loken's Originium brain."

Without hesitation, Chen Jie issued a notice to the members of the Protectorate.

"Also, bring all kinds of data and profits from this world, and anything of value, into the dimensional rift as much as possible."

To be honest, he wasn't confident that he could survive after ascending the Golden Throne.

It's worth noting that in the past two years, some older A-ranks, who felt they had no chance of further advancement, have also ascended to the Golden Throne.

But in the end, as firewood, Grade A can only burn for a few dozen seconds longer than Grade B.

We have made some preparations that come at the cost of sacrifice.

Chen Jie began his ascent to the golden throne.

Unlike those who were sacrificed.

Perhaps because he had condensed the Golden Core of Martial Arts and possessed a spiritual core that was his own, rather than external, he could see where the pressure exerted upon him came from.

Tens of millions of pale arms appeared all around.

According to conversations with SDRRD researchers, only he could see these pale arms.

With each step upwards, more pale arms clung to his body, and he felt more pressure.

Like a king climbing the ladder of power, he is burdened by the expectations of countless people.

Those pale hands must be the expectations of ordinary people for this eerie king, for the salvation that humanity has created. Those beliefs are both the expectation that drives the golden throne into the eerie world and the heavy pressure that kills the climbers!

However, Chen Jie had no other choice at this point.

Just as Andrei said, there is no turning back once you start climbing.

Then let's move upwards!

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PS: Today's update time is a bit of an oddity... The author was dragged to a banquet and drank, and just woke up in the early hours of the morning (maybe not fully sober yet, still feeling dizzy). I need to hurry and write a couple of chapters or I'll lose my full attendance bonus for the month... 1 bar 2 7 clothes 6

Chapter 176—TeEnd—Torch

Continue climbing upwards.

Chen Jie's guess was correct, because the heavy pressure brought by the pale hand was manifested from the spirit to the body, so it was a dual test of spirit and body.

Regardless of which level one reaches, B-level, one can use mental or physical means to avoid or bear this pressure and thus pass the test.

After condensing his martial arts golden core, Chen Jie easily passed the test.

His physical body had reached level B, and he could also use his mind to shield himself from these pale hands.

Ascend the throne.

Shaking hands with people's hopes and responding to countless expectations.

The reward for those who come is the Golden Throne: an immortal body, a vast spirit, and inexhaustible power.

Now, he has successfully advanced to S-rank, and is even more powerful.

He wasn't sure.

But he did receive a tremendous boost and understood why the people before him had burned to ashes instantly.

Once you ascend the throne, you can make two different choices.

Accelerate the combustion to gain immense power, just like those people before, a few seconds for B-level and a dozen seconds for A-level, using the power of the Extraordinary+ to solve many of the current problems on the entire planet in an instant.

Like fireworks, fleeting and ephemeral.

Or perhaps, it will slowly burn as firewood.

Accept this pain from the world, and the heavy pressure of countless expectations, then slowly burn, suppressing the eerie resurgence process amidst the pain.

However, this pain is nothing compared to injecting Honkai energy into the body.

That's tolerable.

Chen Jie's choice was different from everyone else's; he chose to burn slowly.

I'm so incredibly Instagrammable!

Compared to the pain of injecting Honkai energy into ordinary people, the experience that transcends human senses was something that the Biora of my memories could endure, so there's no reason why he, as the original Biora, couldn't endure.

However, while enduring it, they also clarified the next step for martial arts.

Not only will you not lose money, you'll actually make a huge profit.

Turn the abstract into the concrete!

The enhanced ability transforms the figures that could only appear in the field, those simulated identities, into tangible assistance.

Right now, he is still slowly burning, suppressing the eerie resurgence of the entire world.

Oliveira, Elke Shaniat, County Magistrate Wang, and Karin—these four identities have all successfully transformed from fiction to reality, appearing in various places and simultaneously fulfilling the Pale Hand, which represents people's hopes and expectations.

Go and eliminate the strange.

Perhaps this expectation also includes addressing the issue of certain leaders who, to this day, do not consider the interests of all humanity and only act in their own self-interest.

Incompetent officials and capitalists who would sell even the rope that would hang themselves for profit.

The golden throne, upon which sits not only the King of the Uncanny, but also a deity shaped by the expectations of humanity worldwide.

Since they are deities, they must respond to those prayers.

If there were a control panel right now, you'd probably see a dense array of exclamation marks from cities all over the world, and he only has four playable characters.

Chen Jie assessed himself. In this state of being like firewood, slowly burning, he was probably even stronger than the fairy Ellie, S+, close to sublimation...

No, perhaps we've already arrived.

After all, he can not only project his abilities into the present, but also project Oliveira and the other three into any point in the distant future, starting from the appearance of the Golden Throne.

Aside from the fact that his physical body couldn't step down from the throne, this incredibly powerful amplification gave him the illusion that he was omnipotent.

High above, burning silently and slowly.

The pain... it was alright, nothing special. It was about the same as roasting a duck in an oven. It wasn't the kind of discomfort that goes beyond the limits of the senses like when Honkai energy is injected. It was within his tolerance range.

Not to mention, after concentrating one's martial arts will and clarifying one's true nature, one's mental attributes and endurance are greatly enhanced once again.

No one noticed that history was being eroded and altered in such a simple and slow way.

Oliveira and her three companions, all S-rank powerhouses, occasionally travel around the world, eliminating the supernatural and spreading the rules of certain unsolvable supernatural phenomena, as well as methods for cultivating pure martial arts to A-rank.

Build a memory palace, shape the nascent core within memories, and condense the will of martial arts.

After sitting on the golden toilet, he figured out how to advance to S-rank next: turn the illusory into the real and use his spirit to shape Honkai energy.

Shake hands with those who are expectant, touch their pale hands.

But the expectations were too numerous, stretching from the past to the future, seemingly endless, and he, forcibly amplified to this level, could not respond to them indefinitely.

At one point, Chen Jie felt he was about to burn out.

In a physical sense.

The end notification from the simulator hasn't arrived yet.

Does that mean that even after he built the Golden Throne and sat on it, he was still unable to resolve the strange resurgence of the disaster?

Right.

Even if all the existing A-ranks were to sit on the throne, it wouldn't burn for long. Don't be fooled by the fact that he seems to have been roasted on the throne for decades; that's most likely an illusion of time created by becoming incredibly powerful.

To an outsider, it might only take ten or twenty seconds.

What will the future of this world be like?

Will he disappear after the simulation ends, or will he perish in the ever-growing, eerie resurgence?

At that moment, he saw—

From the future, vague figures ascended the golden throne and began their climb.

On the throne, burning figures overlapped.

The fire has gradually died down.

As soon as the new figure sat down, the flames blazed brightly again, like an inextinguishable torch.

The firelight illuminated the entire planet, forcing the dark, writhing creatures in the shadows to retreat into the darkness.

"Give off whatever heat or light you have, like a firefly, so that you may shine a little light in the darkness, without waiting for a torch. And if there is no torch, then I will be the only light."

Chen Lu Xun Jie left his message on the throne, and from now on, every climber will probably have to listen to him nagging a few words in their ear.

"To the dead, we salute those who faced death!"

This simulation has ended.

Start settlement