Divine Skill in Online Games

And in the midst of this chaos and despair, the God-Tier Corporate Slave System buried deep within Meng Fusheng's mind suddenly began blaring madly:

[Warning! Warning!]

[An over-spec existence ∑(°O°) detected!]

[Analysis complete~ This over-spec existence's life level has completely surpassed the conceptual limits of this world's wizard system (□_□)!]

[Recommendation! Strong recommendation! This is an ultimate Boss candidate unseen in all eternity. Host must seize this opportunity—if you successfully acknowledge them as master, your future will surely be boundless (O*)!]

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[Repeating: this over-spec existence is the best Boss choice. It is an opportunity! An enormous opportunity (·)!]

The system's frantic alerts and the apocalyptic sight before him left Meng Fusheng dizzy and disoriented.

He stared blankly at the demon-god-like figure high above the nine heavens and subconsciously murmured in the native tongue of Yanhuang Star, "So it turns out, those even more badass than Android People and Apple People—are aliens—alien masters are the answer to this version—"

His voice was exceedingly, exceedingly soft, utterly insignificant amid the chaos.

Yet, Zhang Sanxian, standing in the heavens millions of miles away, twitched his ear slightly—he had heard it.

Don't ask why, despite such an enormous distance and the slow speed at which sound traveled, he could still hear it.

One only needed to know that after condensing true essence and becoming a Qi Refiner, Zhang Sanxian's ears possessed a Superman-like, idealistic form of super-hearing.

Idealistic powers were simply this unreasonable.

"Hm? That language—sounds very much like Chinese from Earth."

Zhang Sanxian narrowed his eyes and instantly locked onto the youth murmuring to himself amid the dense crowd in the distant floating city below. He said flatly, "Could he—be a transmigrator?"

His gaze fell