"Announcement: in a distant realm beyond the world, contestant No. 8's bound host has died unexpectedly, successfully triggering a temporal restart. The Myriad Heavens and Realms have all been reset. We hope the other contestants will keep up their efforts and actively work toward the project objectives."
Hidden deep within the Little Blue Bottle, Zhang Sanxian watched time flow backward and everything outside return to its original place. He was so furious that words caught in his throat.
"Fine, fine, fine! After all that, the real darling of this version wasn't stat allocation or power doubling at all, but—infinite restarts!"
Fuck me, this was beyond ridiculous.
Stat allocation, for instance, was simplicity and brute force taken to the extreme. With enough points, you could ascend on the spot.
And something with exponential growth like power doubling could overwhelm the Myriad Heavens and Realms through sheer accumulation, given enough time.
Those were all honest, aboveboard paths to power.
The competition lay in how fast the hosts developed and how good they were at lying low.
But infinite restarts—
When it came to "getting stronger," it was downright mediocre.
It only triggered when the host died, and once triggered, everything reset.
All previous cultivation, opportunities, and schemes went up in smoke.
It couldn't grant power directly, couldn't accelerate cultivation, couldn't award treasures for checking in, couldn't—
Oh~ there were still benefits. A cheat like this could provide its host with plenty of information about the future, giving them a head start.
But that wasn't important. What made it outrageously broken—or outright cheating—was its ability to flip the table: "Can't win? Fuck~ then nobody fucking gets to play!"
You could allocate enough stat points to shatter a planet with one punch, or double your power until your Dharma power knew no