The Divergence of Reality

"Mission priority increased... Huh? Double rewards?"

"Hiss, it's not like I'm just after the rewards; it's mainly about wanting to defend the Titan and fulfill the responsibilities of a kin! Let's party up and go!"

The players were overjoyed and prepared to set off to investigate.

On the other side, at B404, Bronchiole, Feng Xing Tian Xia, Dragon Fighting in the Wild, and Dali Chu Qiji felt a jolt of excitement, their faces lighting up with joy.

"Let's go, let's go. The few of us will stick together and pull in some more people."

Currently, at B404, those involved in engineering were working with burning enthusiasm, the researchers were firing on all cylinders, the farmers were having a blast, and those charging the batteries were full of fighting spirit. Only these few were left, their professions ill-suited and their expertise irrelevant; they couldn't do anything. They were just idling about, pure social loafers.

Reality, Blue Star, Dragon Kingdom Imperial Capital — the secret base of the "Titan Engineering Bureau" under the Academy of Sciences.

The atmosphere here was even more tense than on a battlefield.

"42nd simulation test... Passed!"

In a futuristic laboratory, over a dozen white-haired academicians, a large group of outstanding young scholars, Yangtze River Scholars, researchers, and senior doctors were cheering around a newly assembled robotic arm.

This robotic arm was incomplete and even exposed many complex circuits, but its core transmission structure perfectly replicated the design philosophy of the [Titan's Fist] from the game.

"Incredible..."

Academician Li stroked the "bionic muscle bundle" simulated with carbon nanotubes. His eyes were bloodshot but shone with a terrifying intensity, his expression ecstatic.

"The blueprints in the game are real. Although we don't have that kind of biological material, this neuro-electronic translation technology has directly helped us overcome technical bottlenecks that have lasted for decades!"

Beside him, Ban Jianguo looked at the robotic arm, which was as flexible as a human hand, and asked in a deep voice:

"How long until it can be applied?"

"Military exoskeletons, we can have a prototype within three months," Academician Li asserted. "If we can obtain higher-level blueprints or samples of the 'Flame Core' used for power in the game... the Dragon Kingdom's individual combat capability will undergo a qualitative transformation."

Ban Jianguo nodded and turned to give orders to his assistant:

"Notify all regions. Coordinate with the Transcendental Alliance to increase the screening of players within their jurisdictions. Especially those who are expected to reach level 20 soon and have seen a huge improvement in their physical fitness, or players with high academic and knowledge levels."

"Tell them the country needs them. We need them to actively explore and research within the game and strengthen themselves as much as possible to obtain more technology that can be brought out. Once there are results, they will be heavily rewarded!"

Today, there are 500,000 players worldwide, with the Dragon Kingdom alone accounting for over 300,000. In a country with a population of over a billion, 300,000 players are like a pinch of salt in the ocean. But under the precise operation of the state machine, everything is proceeding in an orderly fashion.

Any slight sign of lawlessness is quickly nipped in the bud by Transcendental law enforcement. Order still exists, and for the time being, no one is above ordinary people.

Across the ocean, Eagle Kingdom, the political center of the DC District.

The air here was permeated with the scent of money and power.

In the luxurious recovery room of a private estate.

Senator Smith, over seventy years old, had just taken off his game helmet. His face was glowing, and he was full of vigor.

"Amazing... simply amazing."

Smith looked at himself in the mirror. Although he was only a level 5 novice in the game who had experienced all sorts of deaths, the feeling of his nervous system being reactivated left him intoxicated.

"I want that thing... that potion called 'Titan Blood'."

Smith turned to look at his private assistant, his eyes filled with greed. "Go contact those top-tier players. I can pay any price; I just want to obtain the Titan Blood!"

"Green cards! Gold cards! Give them family trust funds! Equity! Dividends! I can even grant them special privileges! The highest level of protection in the Eagle Kingdom!"

"Tell them, as long as they can—as long as they can find a way for me to obtain the purchase qualification for that potion..."

"I can give them everything they can imagine! There is nothing I cannot do in reality!"

Meanwhile, at the Pentagon's recruitment office, a new internal directive was being issued.

[Special Operation: Titan Project]

"Recruit players, high levels prioritized. No restrictions on ethnicity or gender... What kind of look is that? Fine, fine, then we'll break up the Latinos, Indians, Asians, and Africans so they don't group together... I know, I know, I won't let the President worry."

"MAGA! Loyalty!"

"These players don't need to go to the battlefield; they just need to join specific guilds in the game and work for specific companies in reality. We will arrange everything."

"Move them collectively to nice neighborhoods and teach them the Silicon Valley style."

"Commercial health insurance companies will reimburse them; learn from the Dragon Kingdom's property tax exemptions, interest-free loans, and housing provident funds. This should make these people ecstatic."

"Immigrants get a fast-track citizenship channel, international students get full scholarships, and everyone has a chance at... reserved military ranks for Transcendentalists above level 20."

The Eagle Kingdom unsurprisingly chose the method it was best at—screening elites through capital to create a new upper class.

Little Saint James Island.

A group of middle-aged men in top hats and beards sat around a long table, dining elegantly. The medium-rare meat shimmered with an alluring sheen under the lights.

"Friends, we must also participate. There cannot be any more things on this planet that are beyond our control."

"Seconded."

"Seconded."

"We must maintain direct control; we cannot give the Eagle Kingdom any chance to slip out of our grasp."

The Golden Triangle — "Wild Wolf City."

If the Dragon Kingdom is a fortress of order and the Eagle Kingdom is a vanity fair of capital, then this place is a lawless zone where the evils of human nature are unleashed without restraint.

The once-dilapidated warlord outpost has now been transformed into a decadent fortress.

Beside a massive open-air swimming pool, there are even two armed helicopters obtained through smuggling channels.

"Brother Wolf, this is the new batch of players."

A subordinate led in several dozen people with varying expressions.

Among these people are wanted criminals who just fled the country, local mercenaries from Southeast Asia looking to strike it rich, and even a few blond-haired, blue-eyed Western adventurers.

Most of them are newcomers from the sixth batch; the strongest among them isn't even level ten, and some have only just entered the game. But in reality, every one of them is armed with real guns and live ammunition.

Greedy Wolf Zhang Kuang is lying on a lounge chair by the pool, with two scantily clad beauties massaging him.

He doesn't open his eyes, merely lifting his hand lazily to pick up a walnut from the side.

He doesn't use a nutcracker.

His two fingers squeeze gently.

Crack.

The hard walnut shell shatters instantly, yet the meat inside remains perfectly intact.

[LV.22]

[Talent Points: Neural Sequence (Hunting Instinct) + Flesh Sequence (Muscle Fiber Reconstruction) + Flesh Sequence (Keratinized Skin)]

The expressions of the newcomers before him shift, their eyes filling with fervor.

A display of strength is both a way to establish authority and a promise of future rewards.

Greedy Wolf didn't go all-in on a single sequence like most first-tier players. He follows a "survival build"—thick skin, great strength, and sharp intuition.

Such a build might be mediocre in the game, but in the chaotic Golden Triangle where firearms run rampant, it is the perfect template for a soldier king.

"Welcome to Wild Wolf City. Everyone who comes here is a brother."

Zhang Kuang sits up, his lean, powerful muscles covered in various scars from his days in the underworld, which, combined with his current extraordinary physique, project an intense sense of oppression.

"Here, there is no law, no morality."

"There is only one rule: the strong take all."

He gestures toward the mountain of wealth piled up behind him, containing US dollars, gold, jade, firearms, and most importantly—high-configuration game login pods.

"Those people back home treat the game like a chore, working themselves to death—for what?"

Zhang Kuang sneers, pulling one of the beauties close and downing a mouthful of strong liquor.

"We are different. We play the game to become stronger, and we become stronger to be masters of men in reality!"

"The strong should ruthlessly trample the weak!"

Zhang Kuang's gaze is like a blade, scanning the newcomers below. He returns the fervent gazes with satisfaction, while a flash of disdain crosses his eyes for those who still look timid.

"Titan Game is the greatest opportunity of this era!"

"As long as we hold our ground here and use the resources in the game to slowly strengthen ourselves..."

"In the future, this Golden Triangle will be our backyard. And perhaps..."

Zhang Kuang looks toward the north, his eyes flickering with ambition. Everything is left unsaid.

"Heh, one day, no one will ever be able to ride on my head again."

In this chaotic land, an uncontrollable, savage power is quietly growing.

(Brothers, because the Tomato review process is very slow at night, the chapter I uploaded at 12:30 yesterday wasn't released until 8:00 this morning. Some of you have been waiting a long time.)

(To avoid this, we will try to update during the day from now on! This chapter is being posted in the early morning just to notify everyone about the change in update time! I will schedule the remaining chapter for today to be released at 9:00 AM. I will work hard on writing, and I hope everyone will continue to support me~)

(If you have any suggestions, feel free to say them directly!)

(I will try my best to include the characters you all suggested. Some settings don't quite match the background of this book and are too jarring to include, so I hope you can forgive me, sry~)

(Also, a few explanations for the settings:

1. A Titan's body cannot be a proportional enlargement of a human body, nor can it correspond one-to-one with human anatomy. For example, in reality, the cells in an elephant are no different in size from human cells; the difference lies in the sheer number of cells. Therefore, the billions of kilometers of body hair you might imagine probably won't exist! Even if they do, it would only be in specific areas.

2. A Titan's ailments also cannot correspond one-to-one with human physiology; I am just referencing some physiological content, so it might not be that rigorous!

3. The level of technology in the book's reality is not much different from the real world, with only the addition of the "holographic game popularization" setting. Otherwise, based on current technological development, by the time we had this kind of gaming technology, the global landscape would have long since changed, and there might even be sci-fi elements like lunar bases. If you want to speculate, you can brainstorm with me in the paragraph comments; I won't be writing it that rigorously in the book!)