After listening carefully for a while, Wenren Sheng watched a vision slowly emerge within the palace.
Above the ruins stood an array of clocks.
People prayed as the bells thundered.
As the vision unfolded, Wenren Sheng finally understood the whole story.
That gruff voice belonged to a bald white man who had joined an Evil God organization long ago, worshipping the "Game Emulator"—
After logging into the game, they regarded the Game Emulator's true form as the "God of Chaos," capable of controlling all things and traveling between dimensions.
The Game Emulator would also occasionally issue them real-world missions.
For example, finding promising players, searching for gold, silver, and treasures...
Lu Kuan had thought that once he was bound to the Game Emulator, it belonged entirely to him. He had no idea it was still playing the field.
That group of worshippers were merely pieces it occasionally dropped onto the board.
Wenren Sheng sighed softly.
Come to think of it, if you had no irreplaceable value of your own, why would you think a Golden Finger had to bind itself to you? He had never doubted the Seed of Mystery because no one but him could meet its activation requirements.
It required someone who was completely an Ordinary Person, yet possessed high Mystery Points.
Only reincarnators could possess both conditions at once.
That was what made him irreplaceable.
Now he found something strange. He had uncovered such a complicated truth, so why had the Seed of Mystery shown no reaction at all? He would not complain about ten thousand points, nor would he disdain eighty.
Why was it completely unmoved? Could everything before him be an illusion? Or had he still not come anywhere close to the truth? All sorts of thoughts swirled through Wenren Sheng's mind.
Clearly, the Game