The Gate of Life and Death, the Rules of the Chosen Game

"I'm not saying anything, but you're getting more and more terrifying when you talk now."

The Black Knight looked at the guy in front of him, muttering inexplicably at the sky, and felt a little creeped out. No, not creeped out—creeped vehicle.

"You can really talk to Them? Can you see Them?"

Lu Ce spread his hands and said nothing.

Of course he didn't know. He had just gotten caught up in the moment and decided to play along.

What if that Brother of Suffering Arbiter really is watching!

"Shouldn't this be starting already? Why hasn't anything happened?"

Before Lu Ce could finish muttering to himself, as if in response to his words, a great door shining with white light appeared out of thin air before him!

As the number and levels of those who rejected this universal game have met the requirements, the game plan has been suspended.

After all obstructers have failed, the game will automatically designate all humanity as Chosen Ones.

Now, all opponents, step through the gate before you!

It felt a little like inviting someone into a trap.

But there was no point hesitating now. Lu Ce waved his hand, recalled the Black Knight, and stepped through the gate before him.

His vision blurred, and Lu Ce vanished from his room, arriving in a vast expanse of white.

Taking a closer look, he saw that he was not the first to arrive. The fiery red figure in the distance was clearly the Sun.

After he arrived, doors of light continuously emerged throughout the white space, and people walked out of them one after another.

In the end, someone stepped out of every light door. They looked at one another in silence.

There were roughly fifty people. Lu Ce did not count them precisely,