The Truth

In fact, the Deathmatch System is a system where you either admit defeat or make threats.

Lu Bai could understand everything, but he really didn't understand what the Deathmatch System meant by such a nonsensical statement.

He was silent for a moment, then sat down cross-legged on the spot. "Explain?"

Before the words were even finished, the text in front of Lu Bai's retina changed.

If this were online chat, the Deathmatch System would be like receiving instant replies, but unfortunately, there's not much useful information in the messages.

[According to the rules, I cannot disclose this to you.]

Lu Bai wasn't annoyed by the riddle-like Deathmatch System.

After all, he already knew that the underlying logic of the Deathmatch System was extremely rigid.

Lu Bai snapped his fingers, and a steaming cup of tea appeared in his hand.

She casually brought the teaspoon to her lips, took a small sip, and then said unhurriedly, "Then tell me everything you can."

These two short sentences made the whole process sound like the Deathmatch System reporting to him.

But this wasn't even him deliberately putting on airs; he was simply brimming with confidence.

Please provide content keywords.

The text in front of my retina has turned into cold, mechanical language.

Lu Bai had many questions he wanted to ask, but for a moment he didn't know where to begin.

After thinking for a moment, he added, "Let me explain the System Authority in detail first."

The System Authority are as follows: Copy, View, Protocol, Write, Restore, Manage, Structure, Algorithm, Driver, Mechanism, Interconnect, Update.

These System Authority constitute the Deathmatch System.

Whether it's the Deathmatch Arena, the deathmatch fighters, or all sorts of abilities...

It's all formed by the combination of these System Authority.

Lu Bai's heart skipped a beat.

He hadn't expected that his casual question would elicit such a... surprising result.

Indeed, many of these System Authority looked very familiar, and some of them were even already his.

But he felt something was wrong.

The quantity is incorrect.

The number of System Authority he sensed was probably eleven.

The information listed by the Deathmatch System now includes twelve types of System Authority.

Most importantly, the name of one of the System Authority gave him a vague idea.

The name of that System Authority is -- Update.

Even if the specific function is not yet clear.

Looking at the name of this System Authority, "update," it can be simply and crudely understood as "upgrade."

"Updated?" Lu Bai murmured.

He hadn't forgotten what the most crucial element was that allowed him to stand out from countless deathmatch trainees and grow to the point where he could communicate with the Deathmatch System.

It was that unknown power that could raise the Ability Pool by one level in each round of the Deathmatch Arena.

This is not self-deprecation.

He knew that without this Ability Pool that was a level above others, he might still become an elite-level deathmatch fighter, but he would never have grown to his current level.

Given the frequency with which he participates in Deathmatch Showdown, it's more likely he'll die in one of those Deathmatch Arena.

If he wasn't mistaken, he roughly understood what the Deathmatch System meant by "You're back."

Lu Bai remained silent for a long time before finally speaking again, "What are the specific effects of this update?"

The Deathmatch System can grant System Authority to the Old Ancestor Blood River and provide detailed instructions for use, and naturally it can also inform Lu Bai of the purpose of updating this System Authority.

As the text in front of his retina changed continuously, Lu Bai's expression gradually became more complex.

Judging from the function and usage of this System Authority.

Clearly, he guessed correctly.

Instead of angrily accusing the Deathmatch System of deceiving him and saying things like "I don't believe it," he calmly asked, "Did you do this?"

[I don't understand you.]

Lu Bai maintained his composure, asking, "Why is this System Authority on me?"

[Always here.]

"Always?"

Lu Bai suddenly gave a meaningless laugh.

He found this statement absurd, considering he had only been in this world for about half a year.

However...

The Deathmatch System seemed to know what Lu Bai was thinking at that moment.

[Still can't remember? Only six months? Are you sure?]

Unbeknownst to them, the text sent by the Deathmatch System had taken on a more emotional tone.

For a moment, Lu Bai felt as if he were talking to a person, not a rigid system.

But Lu Bai doesn't have the extra energy to care about that right now.

He was stunned after seeing the message from the Deathmatch System.

Yes,

Am I sure?

Am I really from another time?

Lu Bai suddenly realized that he couldn't remember anything from his past life.

No, it wasn't sudden.

Instead, from the very beginning, he seemed unable to recall what he had experienced in his previous life.

Who was I in my past life? A little Daoist priest?

What about other things?

Family? Friends? Fellow students?

I don't remember!

Lu Bai frowned.

I hadn't even noticed this before.

He couldn't remember anything about his past life.

He doesn't remember how he died, and he's not even sure if he transmigrated because of death.

All he knew was that he was a lowly Daoist priest in a dilapidated temple.

This...

This isn't a memory.

This is clearly just a persona.

"Who I am?"

Lu Bai looked down at his hands, and he felt he should perhaps ask himself, "What am I?"

Thinking about it carefully, it really is strange.

Why is it that as a human being, I have no negative emotions?

Even if it can be forcibly explained from a medical perspective, it must be admitted that there is only one case of his condition.

An isolated case means that it cannot be verified, and it also means that the clinical conclusion may not be correct.

[You are Lu Bai.]

"What I'm asking is, what was I at the beginning?"

[According to the rules, I cannot disclose this to you.]

Lu Bai took a deep breath.

He spoke as if testing the waters, yet also as if stating with certainty. "I am questioning you in my own name."

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Bai suddenly heard a helpless, bitter laugh, which vanished in an instant, as if he had hallucinated.

[You are our creator, and also the primary authority, the central processing unit.]

This answer was actually not unexpected by Lu Bai.

It should have been expected that the System Authority of the Deathmatch System could not be obtained so easily, and that any random Deathmatch player could use them.

I've come to understand this.

Lu Bai raised his hand, and twelve black dots representing System Authority lit up and revolved around him.

In fact, from the very beginning, he didn't need to acquire System Authority; he had always had the right to use those System Authority.

"I wasn't human after all."