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The red boxes just keep piling up, with no intelligent response, no guidance, just a lifeless pop-up window.

These red boxes originate from the entire world's management system; in other words, they are Qi Yuan's mother.

In other words, Qi Yuan's mother has gone mad.

Qi Yuan couldn't help but feel sorrow.

It wasn't just his mother who had died; he could clearly feel that the whole world had died.

The creatures currently active in this world are nothing more than swarms of maggots, and the Survivors are among the most enthusiastic maggot eaters.

Just like the prompts given to Survivors at the start of Large Dungeons, their main mission is [to survive until the world ends].

"Alright, how many eras did they originally have?"

Qi Yuan took a deep breath and got down to business.

Survivors are considered "specially trained subjects" within the global management system, placing them in a lower tier than normal subjects. This status is altered by the incredibly powerful Survival System.

If Qi Yuan hadn't been killed in an accident, no one would have realized that this world had become a [Large Dungeon] selected by the Survival System.

That's very rude!

But that's just how Survival Games operate across the heavens.

Even though Qi Yuan was a minor, he had heard about the disgraceful history of Survival Games.

Overwhelmed with worry, Qi Yuan waited for the defunct management system to retrieve the information for him, and for the first time, he came to understand the concept of lag.

The original timeline was: [Time 241], [Time 24178], [Time 3157987], [Time 9169214], [Time 13248129]

Qi Yuan, with a somber expression, checked other information and finally used his privileges to forcibly change it.

"Erase the originally planned Fourth Era [Era 9169214] and directly introduce [Era 13248129], so they'll have less trouble."

Qi Yuan just wanted these Survivors to leave as soon as possible.

Immediately after the management system made this change, Qi Yuan could clearly sense that the feeling of death and decay in the entire world had intensified...

"Then... does the [Unsealing Ritual] system store their strength? Can it be deleted directly?"

"If you can't delete them, just give them all back."

"Stupid Survivor."

"Master, Master!"

You've passed the high school entrance exam!

One second ago, Su Luo was still studying the Holy Spirit.

The next second, what appeared before them was a dilapidated little mud house.

The dilapidated, low-lying mud-brick hut had walls blackened by soot, a muddy, potholed floor filled with foul-smelling water, and was so run-down and rudimentary that it was worse than a pigsty.

"Why is it another disastrous start?"

After confirming her return as Survivor, Su Luo frowned and observed her surroundings, while simultaneously attempting to restore her strength through the Evolution of her Heartfire.

The shabby room was dilapidated, with mottled and blackened walls. Only a broken window let in some natural light, which barely illuminated an old wooden table in the room, making it the only clean corner in the entire desolate space.

But outside the house, gongs and drums thundered, shouts rang out, and bright red wedding ribbons fluttered as a large crowd gathered outside the dilapidated house, warmly welcoming Su Luo out.

"Master! Master, great news!"

"This is truly a joyous occasion! Please come out quickly, don't keep the officials and villagers waiting!"

Two young men in short shirts and cloth robes stood under the dilapidated doorway, raising their hands to shield their eyes from the glaring sunlight, their faces full of eagerness, bowing respectfully in invitation.

Su Luo squinted as she walked out and looked around.

About a hundred people had gathered around the pigsty. They were probably villagers and officials of Su Luo's status. Everyone had a smile on their face, and Su Luo bowed slightly to congratulate them the moment she looked over.

Most of the people on the outer circle looked pale and thin, and were dressed simply; they had come to watch the spectacle.

"Where's the landlord?" Su Luo muttered.

It feels a bit strange that the landlord who accompanied me through three generations has disappeared without a trace.

In retrospect, it appears to be an agricultural era resembling ancient Middle- Central Lands society.

While relearning, Su Luo compared the nearly 30 million pieces of information from different eras that she had previously memorized, trying to see if there were any eras that matched her characteristics.

"By the way, what did I get?"

"Master Luo, you're joking, you..." a minor official said with a smile.

"You're pregnant! Last Heavenly Star descended to earth, came to your room with a roaring tiger and a howling dragon, and kept you busy all night. You're carrying Heavenly Star!"

Congratulations! You're having a big, healthy baby boy!

"Heavenly Star, a sign of good fortune is upon us!"

"Congratulations, sir! You are blessed with a son, a truly auspicious sign that brings good fortune to your family!"

"Truly a blessing from Heaven..."

When the group mentioned this, they became even more excited.

Su Luo: "..."

Just as the crowd was buzzing with noise, it suddenly fell silent.

A steady clatter of hooves approached from afar, and a magnificent carriage, adorned with intricate carvings and gilded decorations, and beautiful cloud patterns, slowly drove in, seemingly untouched by worldly dust.

"The town mayor has arrived."

"My lord, may you be blessed."

The thin carriage curtain was lifted abruptly, and Song Shige sat inside, waving to Su Luo.

What the hell is going on?

Su Luo into the car expressionlessly, and asked at the same time.

At the same time, he sensed his strength suddenly increase, climbing upwards at an extremely fast speed, but without any resistance.

It's like the original appearance is gradually being replaced by its Essence.

The specks of something were expelled from her body. Su Luo glanced at the so-called Heavenly Official's Blessing, which was actually starlight.

It turned out to be a bunch of Nanorobots, very delicate, even smaller than the ones Su Luo made herself.

"The Celestial Phenomena Nation has a territory of 96 million li, an ancient agricultural and courtly structure, and Body Refining based on Literary Vein Body Cultivation and Heavenly Star Enlightenment."

"This place is too cramped; I don't think it's a true reflection of this era."

Without uttering a single unnecessary word, Song Shige gave a brief explanation and then handed Su Luo the official gazette that had been with him at the time of his birth.

At the same time, he opened the System Space, took out Yun Xiaoxiao and the Four-Colored Puppets, and handed them to Su Luo.

In the previous era, Su Luo directly handed these guys over to Song Shige, since the [Desolate Space] would Annihilation after being exposed for a dozen seconds, and his own System Space might be possessed, which was not safe.

Both of their auras were steadily increasing, and they were expected to recover to their initial state when entering the Large Dungeon within ten minutes.

"The Essence was directly returned. I feel it's not just the two of us; perhaps everyone in the [Wasteland] was returned, maybe even all the Survivors."

Song Shige continued speaking, while looking at the starlight emanating from Su Luo's body as her strength increased.

Even someone as Technology Side as him could see that these starlight particles were Essence Nanorobots.

"There are Nanorobots in the air too; this is a technological age," Song Shige said, reaching out to grab at the air.

At this moment, Yun Xiaoxiao, who had just been released, turned pale:

"If all the Survivors revert to their Essence, they'll definitely go all in. What do we do?"

After reading the official gazette and with her strength gradually returning, Su Luo looked up thoughtfully at the sky, quickly released her senses, and casually replied:

"If they're all in, then we'll all be in too."

Yun Xiaoxiao nodded vigorously:

"Good!"

"The Scholar's order: All proceeds are to be made!"