Chapter 537 - Legend: Noble of the Yellow Sky? Six Dragons Returning to the Sun? (Request for Monthly Ticket)
Chapter 537 of "Damn it! Let's smash the darkness together!" begins with suspense: The Supervision Bureau advertised daily, spreading the dangers of cults and telling the people to... Donât stop reading!
The Supervision Bureau advertised daily, spreading the dangers of cults and telling the people to stay away from them.
Eliminating cults was something they were well-practiced in; this time was merely on a larger scale, and Director Ning didnât feel it was inappropriate.
But strangely, the order also weirdly contained three circled characters: "XXX."
It was a string of meaningless, irregular codes.
Despite his confusion, Director Ning did not dare to neglect the instructions from his superiors.
He took out a mirror, bit his finger, and wrote a row of characters with his blood on the surface of the mirror, watching as the words disappeared.
Then, he issued orders one by one to his subordinates in the patrol teams.
After completing all this, Director Ning tapped his index finger lightly against the back of his chair, his gaze fixed on the starry ceiling for a long time, silent.
Xu Shu had no idea about his younger sisterâs adventure at home or that his report had been passed up the chain, eventually reaching the hands of the highest echelons of the safety zone; the Wasteland might become much more lively soon.
He used the public restroom outside the north gate of the safety zone as a transmission anchor point, stepping into legend. He had already changed worlds, entering an infinitely high realm. Before him was a vast and ever-changing flow of information, like the universeâs big bang, cutting through chaos and nothingness, eventually converging into a line of text:
"Must be a typo, isnât it supposed to be âNine Dragons Struggle for Successionâ?"
Xu Shu stroked his chin, feeling somewhat surprised.
Based on past experiences, the legendary worldâs coordinates were generally named after the worldâs backdrop.
But this âNine Dragons Contend for Successionâ seemed to revolve only around a story script, right?
A classic story template where an emperor dies and nine sons vie for the throne?
That kind of template seemed to have a limited scope; it might be possible to speed through, but itâs also easy to crash, so caution was advised.
Xu Shu was somewhat expectant, intuition telling him that this instance, whether or not he could "complete it in one life," would still be enjoyable.
Seeing the four options that popped up before him, Xu Shu smiled knowingly.
Past experience told Xu Shu that by following the script, he could foresee a future.
Within âNine Dragons Struggle for Succession,â choosing to be born in Beijing would very likely make one a prince upon birth; choosing other areas would probably mean starting off as a mere background character, even if royal, but with more difficulty to climb the ladder.
"Back in the day, I went through hell and high water for a Beijing Household."
"This time, it shouldnât be that torturous for the sake of a household registration, right?"
Despite some hesitation, Xu Shu weighed the pros and cons and eventually chose B, no, he chose C.
"All four have the surname Zhu this time? Seems like thereâs a good chance of a princeâs start, huh? Heh, looks like I didnât choose wrong starting in Beijing."
Xu Shu grinned confidently and then scanned the four names one by one.
He could skip Tian and Di right away.
Although they sounded grandiose and might be good choices in a fantasy setting, Xu Shu would definitely pick one of them.
But the problem was that the legendary story backdrop produced by the Tai Chu Scroll was âNine Dragons Struggle for Successionâ and the starting identity seemed to be a royal one, then to clear the level, naturally, he had to emerge victorious and eventually ascend the throne.
With that in mind, these âexecute the heavens and earthâ names seemed a bit aggressive, not really suitable for the ancient setting of "Emperorâs throne."
Among the remaining two, one literate, one martial, the choice was without a doubt, martial.
There is a saying that oneâs neighbors hoard grain while I hoard guns and consider the neighbors as my granary. To vie for the throne, how could one do without martial strength? Relying solely on brains wasnât Xuâs style.
Therefore, this time he decisively followed his own style and chose B.
Xu Shu looked forward.
He did not open the legend on the spot in the Wasteland this time, but instead purposely ran back to the safety zoneâs entrance before finding a place to open it, actually harboring a bit of a careful thought.
Opening the legend outside the safety zone entrance, according to his original conjecture "the stronger the threat around oneself, the higher the life grid pool" should mean the quality of the life grid pool this time should be lower.
Because this was relatively the safest place compared to the beginning of the Wasteland.
So if the overall quality of the life grid pool this time was indeed not as good as last time, it would prove his guess was correct.
But if the situation was the opposite, it would prove his guess was wrong, and the life grid pool did not correlate positively with the surrounding danger.
This was a typical application of the controlled variables method.
As the familiar "stream of life grids" emerged, rushing from the far end, Xu Shu was ready to spring into action.
"Huh? How could this be..."