I Am an Abyssal God Expert

Li Aoz shook his non-existent neck to make sure all his doors and windows were locked. He then contacted his classmates and friends, telling them that he was sick and was going back to his hometown to rest and recuperate.

After receiving a lot of care, Li Aoz lay in the bathtub, activated the hibernation mode of his bio-suit, and confirmed that his life system was functioning normally.

After completing all this, Li Aoz confirmed that there were no further problems and then felt relieved. He then opened his personal profile.

Li Aoz felt his consciousness sink, and then he fell into an endless abyss.

[Should I switch accounts?]

[Switching...]

[This is your first time logging into the game. Would you like to watch the opening animation?]

[jump over]

"Star Abyss, the end of all things, or perhaps our origin."

"Now everything else has become meaningless; moving forward is our only hope."

"Dive into the endless abyss of Star Abyss."

May your path be filled with courage and curses.

"Don't worry about our eventual demise; eternity is nothing before miracles—the stars will bear witness to us!"

[jump over]

[Qiqiao Network offering]

[jump over]

Welcome to Star Abyss 1.0 – Now playing: "Whispers of Contempt"

[jump over]

"Qiqiao Network, do you have to pile up all the expansion packs and CGs before you can even get to the interface?"

Li Aoz couldn't help but complain.

[Transmission of knowledge complete]

[You are logged into account - Real #10752]

The current server is: Terra Federation - Yanxia Zone - Azure Planet.

Please answer the following questions to find suitable recruits.

"Come on, it's time to fill in the questions."

Li Aoz a deep breath. In his previous life, his start was terrible, resulting in a terribly poor gaming experience. Even after becoming a [Mutant], he hadn't found a suitable direction for himself.

Li Aoz has a long-term plan.

In this life, through long-term operation, he has already qualified as a leader in the [Dominator] path. If he were to continue down the [Dominator] path, the account's earnings would be much lower, and at least the upper limit would be far less than that of ' Li Aoz '.

How can we maximize our profits?

[I had no choice with Li Aoz. Being in Frostplate, I had almost no other option but to make "Unremembered." I either followed Dai Weilin to the end and worked on two versions, or I switched between Red Arrow and Sky Ring, profiting from both.]

But players certainly have better options.

[Besides, haven't some players questioned the strength of the [Dominator] faction? Currently, most [Dominator] players are still playing for fun. Perhaps we could try a different approach: help the [Dominator] faction develop internally.]

After pondering for a moment, Li Aoz began to answer the questions posed by the system.

Question A: "Are you able to accept that you have a family?"

A: Yes, but they'd better consider me family too.

Question B: "Would you stand up against vicious thugs and enemies?"

A: If I have the ability, there are benefits, and it doesn't violate my bottom line, I will take action. If any of these conditions are not met, I will stay far away.

Question C: "If your country were invaded, would you be willing to serve your country, in whatever way?"

A: I would first change my nationality, then seek refuge overseas, and condemn the invaders.

Question D: "Do you prefer cats or dogs?"

A: I like people.

Question E: "Please choose an origin you desire from the following range: Government Employee, Retired Soldier, prison inmate, Bounty Hunter, street beggar, civil rights activist, bankrupt tycoon."

A: Retired Soldier

Question F: "Please select your country/region/faction of origin— Red Arrow Empire, Frostplate Federation, Righteous Dawn Democratic Republic, Heavenly Ring Nation, Outland, Triangle Town, Nethermark Heavy Industries, GTB, Subway Brotherhood, Greening Base, Junk Collectors..."

A: Red Arrow Empire ——————————

[We have found an individual who meets your requirements]

[Ready to descend—Shall we descend?]

[whether]

Li Aoz didn't rush in; instead, he modified his appearance, spending a considerable amount of time on character creation.

The new character doesn't need to be too good-looking. He has a cold and aloof appearance, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his race is set as a typical fourth-generation mixed-race Red Arrow People: short golden-brown mixed hair, purple eyes, and healthy skin with a rosy glow.

Pure-blooded Red Arrow People are prone to getting involved in all sorts of extreme events, Li Aoz doesn't want to get involved in those things. In comparison, being an ordinary Red Arrow is more in line with his goals.

The objective is clear: there are three main points. Success will be achieved if any one of them is accomplished. 1: Learn the extraordinary knowledge of White Candle Star by switching accounts.

2: Help the [Dominator] system recover and restore the reputation of Li Aoz, the [Dominator] system's mentor.

3: It's a good opportunity to investigate the advanced knowledge deployed on Azure Planet and determine its connection with the Maxwell Syndicate.

All three tasks are important. Of course, nurturing the alternate account is also important. If something unexpected happens to the main account, you can rely on the alternate account to rebuild.

Ideally, the alt accounts should be allowed to grow and test the waters for the main account...

[This came at such a crucial moment... it makes me wonder if that subconscious part of me is actually smarter than I am.]

Considering that we all share the same body, the Mind Mentor's words have been proven true; that guy really wouldn't harm me.

Now that the Truth Drug has suppressed that guy's influence, he can go even further and collect all the resources that he hasn't been able to plunder from Azure Planet.

For example—the advanced feat of [Perpetual · Love Hunter].

With everything ready, Li Aoz simply selected the option:

"Descend."

Li Aoz's consciousness sank instantly. Even though he had become Delta-rank powerhouse, he still felt an irresistible force under such power.

But this time, compared to the arrivals he remembered, he felt a sense of difference.

My soul feels more resilient.

Although I cannot sense a connection to Aoneng, a strange power is emanating from Aoneng, sustaining my consciousness.

Unlike players, he can feel more clearly how his consciousness separates, moves, changes, searches, and descends.

In the dim light, Li Aoz could still see three alternating threads tightly wrapped around his consciousness, as if his fate was entrusted to them.

Gravity, scourge, bloodline... these are Sequence Aura!

Sequence Aura can enhance his soul strength.

Li Aoz suddenly realized something: if there were more Sequence Aura, he might be able to see the entire process of descending upon "Star Abyss", and perhaps he could see the truth about the 'system'.

['Sequence is authority.']

Mr. Liu E's words echoed in his ears, Li Aoz trembled all over, finally understanding just how important this 'power' truly was.

Perhaps, Lioz's Supreme Aura can reveal the truth about Star Abyss and the Star Abyss.

But he had no time to think further. His entire consciousness, like a free-falling body, suddenly began to plummet rapidly, heading straight towards a certain location, a fixed target.

Red Arrow Empire, D15 Military Region, 22nd Field Battalion.

"At ease! Attention! Straddle stance!"

Major Enshi Tan von Leclair held his chin high, looking proudly at the group of proud and spirited young men.

Today is a special day.

He, who was usually slovenly, an alcoholic, and a gambler, was now dressed in his military officer uniform with impeccable neatness, his beard was carefully trimmed, revealing a clean and sharp chin, and he was wearing riding boots, as if he had returned to the time when he first joined the army 20 years ago.

He looked at the imperial soldiers in front of him and was filled with emotion. Some soldiers looked reluctant to leave, some were unwilling, and many more were confused and relieved. Regardless of how they came to be in the army, they had to face their own lives from today onwards.

"I'm not good with words, and I don't know how to say nice things."

Enstein began, "Congratulations to all veterans of the Empire on completing your military service. You are all fine men. But the world is not at peace. Sooner or later, our great motherland and His Majesty the Emperor will need your strength. I hope that when you return to your daily lives, you will still be able to maintain your strength."

After speaking, he saluted the veterans retiring today:

"Long live the Red Arrow Empire! Long live His Majesty the Emperor!"

The veterans, equally solemn, stood with their hands behind their backs and shouted loudly, "Long live the Empire! Long live His Majesty the Emperor!"

Enstein nodded, chatted with everyone for a while, and then, while watching the veterans, began to pack his luggage and board the vehicle to leave.

"Every year a batch of people leave," Enstein sighed. "The new recruits will be coming up soon too. That's good, we can train these young people again soon."

As he spoke, he caught a glimpse of a young face out of the corner of his eye. The young man sat blankly by the flower bed, his luggage at his feet. Judging from his rank, he was a private, with short, mixed golden-brown hair and blind, lifeless purple eyes, seemingly lost in thought.

Out of concern, Enstein stepped forward and patted the other person on the shoulder:

"Hey kid, everyone's gone, why Immovable Body?"

Suddenly, he keenly sensed that something was wrong with the other person, so he quickly reached out and placed his hand under the veteran's nose.

"She's not breathing?!"

Enstein's expression changed, and just as he was about to call for a doctor, the other person's eyes suddenly lit up, and he stood up.

"Hmm!"

The young man shook his head, looking dazed as if he had just woken up. After a moment of concentration, he looked at Major Enstein in front of him and asked:

"Sir, who am I?"

"You?" Enstein noticed the other man's eyes were fixed on his own, as if he were trying to see the young man's face through his own eyes. Although puzzled, he glanced at the man's dog tag and replied:

"Private First Class Isaac Maxim, you're being discharged today. It's time to go home."

The young man nodded slightly, his eyes seemingly wandering elsewhere, and with a slight smile, said:

"Yes, I should go home, Major."