Priest of the God of Knowledge

Drip—drip—

The crisp sound of dripping water, along with the slightly sticky sound of slippery limbs rubbing against each other, woke He Ao from his chaotic slumber.

[Game Start]

[In this game, you will play a game character. Please read the following precautions carefully.]

[1. Please note that when the role-playing begins, the player is the character. Being exposed means game failure.]

[2. Please note that all physical objects during the role-playing process cannot be taken away after the game ends.]

[3. Please note that in the game, there is only one life. Please cherish your life. If the game is not played according to the rules, your loved ones will shed tears.]

[Your identity is: Priest Yezuola of the God of Knowledge]

[Your mission is: Complete the descent ritual of the God of Knowledge Sub-body according to the original plan.]

[Have a pleasant game.]

When this series of glowing Song typeface characters, which filled He Ao's vision, disappeared, he finally saw clearly the environment he was currently in.

The first thing that came into his sight was a wide underground cave. Drops of wet water slid down the dark rock walls of the cave, dripping onto the ground with a tick-tock sound. All around the cave were deep, interconnected passages, with not a single ray of sunlight mixed in.

But the cave was not without light. On the wet rock walls, densely packed clumps of things resembling plant tubers grew. These 'tubers' emitted a faint glow, bringing a hazy light to the cave.

Evil god, sacrifice, descent, ritual.

Keywords resurfaced in He Ao's mind one by one. The 'thing' that had followed him for eighteen years seemed to have brought him into some kind of 'game', where he needed to play a certain role.

It seemed that this game was not some proper urban game. From these elements, He Ao was reminded of some fantasy games or fantasy novels.

He Ao did not panic. He was very calm. The more dangerous and unfamiliar the place, the more important it was to remain calm. Humans could become the overlords of the world not only by relying on their flexible limbs, but more importantly by relying on their developed brains.

He Ao firmly believed in the results of evolution.

This was science.

He Ao tried to move his 'body'. Immediately after, he discovered something was wrong. Accompanied by a slippery rubbing sound, a large tentacle was lifted by him.

It seemed it wasn't some proper fantasy game either.

Manipulating these 'new limbs' was more troublesome than 'hands and feet', but with the body's instinct, He Ao quickly adapted to manipulating these 'limbs'. Just as he was trying to control these limbs to move, a sharp stinging sensation suddenly came from the side.

Almost simultaneously, similar stinging sensations came from several other directions.

One after another, dark metal stakes lit up in the dim cave. There were eight of them in total, neatly distributed in eight directions. Each metal stake had an extremely thin metal wire extending from it, disappearing into He Ao's current 'body'. When He Ao started to move, these metal stakes activated simultaneously, injecting strong electric shocks into He Ao's body through these wires.

The stinging sensations just now came from this.

These dark metal stakes were hidden in the dim environment, and He Ao did not notice them immediately.

This stinging sensation was not strong for He Ao, similar to the feeling of a silver needle being slowly inserted into a finger along the gap of a fingernail. It was bearable, but he still slowly slowed down his movements and stopped, because he heard a rapid sound of footsteps coming from a passage connected to the cave.

This body's eyesight wasn't very good, but its hearing was quite good.

As his movements stopped, the metal stakes gradually quieted down.

Eight figures emerged from the passage. They were all wearing black, form-fitting combat suits and equipped with various firearms and gear. The moment they appeared, lines of gray, semi-transparent text flashed above their heads.

[Cybernetic Human]*8

This seemed to be a game prompt that only He Ao could see. And yes, it was in Song typeface.

The random elements are getting more and more numerous...

Among these individuals, the leader was a tall young woman, around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with soft, wavy brown hair.

As soon as she appeared, she quickly walked to the black metal stakes, squatted down, and inspected them one by one.

"The confinement device was just activated," the woman looked up and stared at He Ao. "We need to deal with this guy first."

At the same time, He Ao was also observing the blonde woman. A strong sense of perception flooded his mind: Danger!

This perception didn't come from the system, but from the body itself. Interestingly, apart from this woman, the other seven people were, in He Ao's 'perception', weaklings who could be easily crushed.

"Miss Serena, but we haven't found the ritual array yet," said a man behind and to the left of the woman. He was holding a black firearm that looked very advanced. "And this guy's consciousness has already been defeated by us. These cultists are just lunatics with great power but no reason. Once their consciousness collapses, they're just a pile of garbage. We don't need to be so nervous."

He then added with a smile, "Maybe his body just twitched and triggered the confinement device. And even if he were conscious, he might not be able to break free from the confinement device's restraints. After all, you know how painful it is when the confinement device is activated."

This man was standing behind and to the side of the woman, appearing to have a higher status than the others. The team members behind him were closer to him than to the blonde woman. This formation indicated that he was the core of the entire team.

"According to the habits of the Church of Knowledge, if we don't find the ritual array in his dwelling, then the array must be beneath his body."

The blonde woman didn't turn back to look at the deputy who had spoken. Instead, she turned to look at a team member at the end who was holding a box and waved at him. That team member subtly glanced at the man who had just spoken, then quickly walked up with the box.

It was a black metal box covered in thick protective armor. On the top of the box was a smooth surface similar to a display. The blonde woman placed her palm on the surface.

"As long as we take care of this guy, we'll be able to see the ritual array."

Pure white light illuminated the box. The blonde woman's palm seemed to be some kind of key, unlocking the previously locked box.

Meanwhile, He Ao had familiarized himself with all his limbs. While these people were talking, he had slowly prepared for an attack. The keen perception from this body told him that the contents of the box were very dangerous.

Waiting to be killed was not his style.

However, the unexpected arrived faster than his attack.