48 "Radagon Is Marika"

The drug was quickly digested by the body after entering the mouth. After a few rapid flashes of blue light in Li Aoz's eyes, it stopped completely.

Li Aoz breathed a sigh of relief; he felt much better.

"There's one more thing I need to remind you of."

Granny Atamasha took out a pipe, stuffed it with fine tobacco, lit it, and said slowly, "Lioz is Li Aoz, Li Aoz is Lioz."

"What's the difference?"

"Yes, there's no difference. Although the pronunciation is different, the result is the same."

"Are you trying to say that I'm actually the Overlord Universe ' Lioz, the Starry Sky Hero who rules over the God of Reality of the universe!'—that kind of clichéd and melodramatic plot? Or something like 'Rebirth: I am Lioz,' or 'About the fact that I was the savior of the universe in my past life but am now an unemployed bum who makes a living off my looks'?"

Li Aoz couldn't help but retort, "Didn't you already see my fate? Then you should also know that I come from—"

"Time travel isn't anything special." Granny Atamasha took a puff of her cigarette and said calmly, "What do you think diving into the Star Abyss is? You know my identity, yet you still worry and question my judgment. You know I swore to the Star Abyss that I would keep the secret forever, yet you're still fearful... Or are you just unwilling to accept my advice?"

"Okay." Li Aoz shrugged and complained, "But I still care... If it really is Lioz himself, then wouldn't I be able to go to Narrative-level Civilization and borrow troops directly, saying that I want to restore the glory of Overlord Universe? After all, Lioz is a well-known god in the Star Abyss."

"I said it," Granny Atamasha said firmly, gazing into Li Aoz's eyes, "Lioz is Li Aoz, Li Aoz is Lioz."

"What are you doing here?" Li Aoz couldn't understand the point of this kind of repeating. He shook his head, and suddenly an idea popped into his head. "Maybe I can actually use this trick to swindle people?"

"Lioz is Li Aoz, Li Aoz is Lioz."

Granny Atamasha repeated, "You should understand that doing what you should do is more important than doing what you want to do. Go back now. Come bother me again in two hundred years."

As soon as she finished speaking, Li Aoz blinked and lay back down on the bed.

A ceiling that feels both strange and familiar.

He turned his head and looked out the window, where the Artificial Sun was just beginning to rise. The communicator also relayed today's operational instructions.

Last night just passed by like that.

It's like a dream.

"Atamash Coffin, theoretically a powerhouse close to the Omega-rank."

Li Aoz opened the [Truth Drug] in his hand and couldn't help but murmur.

Qiqiao Network has blocked too many things.

At first, things were fine, but after entering the universe, he felt the tricks of the Qiqiao Network more and more strongly.

He glanced at the system and then checked the forum.

Early Qiqiao Network often had minor bugs, but there were also some urban legends that people died in the game and then died in real life.

Li Aoz once thought it was a conspiracy theory, but now he's not so sure anymore.

If his previous judgment that 'reality and Star Abyss share the same physical rules' is correct.

This indicates that the early Qiqiao Network technology was not mature enough, and the recognition filter did not filter out all the information, causing players in reality to also synchronize with the game's information.

My own time travel is probably a bug in itself, as I traveled back to before the closed beta test with the latest template from Qiqiao Network.

Sure enough, he quickly found similar posts.

"This is incredible! Star Abyss's knowledge seems to be true!"

"A friend of mine chose the [Biochemist] class in the game and spent all his time memorizing formulas and grinding test tubes. Today, he suddenly had a bright idea and tried making chemical reagents according to the game's blueprints. Surprisingly, they actually worked! Did the [Biochemist] class directly utilize knowledge from the real world...?"

'Front row, in this post, the poster claims that the magic they unleash can achieve this (link is now broken)'

That post has been deleted by the moderator.

"—That's absurd."

Li Aoz clenched his fist and couldn't help but laugh.

"Qiqiao Network's ' Star Abyss ' is no ordinary game. It uses the skin of a game to attract players to explore the world themselves."

What is the purpose of Electronic Immigrants? Is it to colonize through games?

The mix of various pieces of information gave Li Aoz a terrible headache.

His intelligence was sufficient to analyze the connections between these events, but the information was too limited.

Based on Li Aoz's observations on the forum, players will be entering the open beta in another week. Let's observe further then.

Li Aoz couldn't understand it at all. He kept it in mind, then put on his clothes, composed himself, and immediately set off for Starport.

First, follow Atamash's method to improve your strength and quickly advance to the rank of [Bishop]. Then, gradually regain control of your position.

"Hey, buddy."

'Silly Elf' Flana waved and greeted him from afar. Although she was destined to work for nothing this time, she was immediately in a good mood when she saw the handsome young man, Li Aoz.

"I have already installed my Assault Pod on the Private Plane. The Private Plane will not enter low Earth orbit. If you encounter any problems, call me immediately. I will arrive at your side in 160 seconds. Everything is ready."

"Okay, let's go."

Without wasting any words, Li Aoz boarded the expensive Private Plane immediately. Olavier was exceptional, booking the highest-class package in one go, with all the meals and services arranged perfectly for the round trip.

Flana sat across from Li Aoz at the table, eating while keeping her eyes glued to Li Aoz's stunningly beautiful face.

Watching him cut the pork chop with a nonchalant yet serious attitude, his gaze occasionally wandering in the air, she felt an almost overwhelming sense of happiness.

That's amazing! How can there be such a perfect man? What? Working for free? Have you ever seen any kind of free work that's this worthwhile?

—Just treat it as a date.

Thinking about it this way, Flana suddenly felt like she had made a lot of money.

After all, given his status, if he wasn't a nobleman, he was at least a poor nobody from all walks of life with no background and had to risk his life every day.

What about Li Aoz? This kind of beauty is destined to become a rich person and an elite of the upper class. She can earn a fortune as an idol and actress, or at the very least, she is a socialite who mingles in high society.

What makes her so special that she gets to go out with such a beauty, or even be alone with her?

"Think about it, this is not wishful thinking. Although it is possible, there is still scientific basis for it."

Flana's mind raced with fantasies. "If a lone man and woman were alone in a room, and something unexpected happened, based on the suspension bridge effect, the other person would definitely be captivated by my heroic figure, blushing shyly, and completely falling for me..."

She had it all planned out: her son would be named Di Fagang, and her daughter La Sali Lu. With their good looks together, if they had another child, they could have a whole football team's worth of kids. Wouldn't that be a blessing to society?

At that time, she won't have to do anything; she'll be respected by countless people, who will scramble to give her money.

'Why do I feel like I still have to give Lioz money?'

Flana fell into deep thought.

Today's 10,000-word poem.