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Five streaks of light plunged into the Abyss Rift.

On the Inverted Battlefield behind the Bronze Gate, the opening to the Abyss Outer-layer snapped shut.

Huang Yan.

Zhi Xing.

Xuan Jiu.

Gu Shan.

Bai E.

The five powerhouses at the peak of the Order-Breaking Realm landed in the Abyss Core Layer almost simultaneously.

Their feet had barely touched the gray-gold ground. Before they could make out the structure of this universe, a cold, mechanical voice devoid of emotion exploded deep within their True Spirits.

[Ding!]

[High-dimensional data access detected.]

[Dominator authorization obtained.]

[Issuing Abyss Player Marks to five targets.]

[Protocol active: from this moment on, all five are Temporary Abyss Outsourced Employees.]

[Kill rewards will be split one to nine.]

[Note: one share goes to the individual, nine shares go to the Abyss.]

The five of them: "..."

Huang Yan's expression froze.

For the first time, this man who had lived through countless Eras and seen innumerable bizarre civilizations and ancient Trials looked as though he were wondering if he had heard correctly.

"Wait."

Huang Yan looked down at the Gray-Gold Mark appearing on his palm. The corner of his eye twitched.

"One to nine?"

"I get one?"

The God of All Machines' Pink Mascot projection appeared in midair and corrected him without expression.

[No.]

[You get nine.]

Huang Yan was about to breathe a sigh of relief.

Then another prompt appeared.

[However, as the five of you are high-risk temporary access units, safety maintenance fees, system compatibility fees, battlefield contamination cleanup fees, Abyss Core passage occupancy fees, temporary Respawn Point expansion fees, and compensation for the Dominator's mental strain must be deducted.]

[After all deductions, the amount actually received will be approximately 9.97 percent.]

Huang Yan fell silent.

He looked at the Outside