Details and the Beginning of Action

Sure enough, after patiently listening to the "Old Li" before him stumble through a rough explanation of the Main God Game with decidedly unimpressive eloquence, Li Yun naturally noticed the stirrings that had quietly surfaced deep within his thoughts.

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What this self-proclaimed "guide" had described was not important in itself, yet it acted like a special key that opened this sealed "file."

As though something had finally been noticed by its owner, wave after wave of information surged forth, unfamiliar yet harmonious as it flowed into his consciousness. It was so smooth that it seemed as though it had always belonged there—

The meaning of life, the beginning of reincarnation...

Beyond good and evil, regardless of karma, without beginning or end...

Perhaps it was the trial of God-Demons, perhaps endless choices, perhaps the origin of transcendence, or even all manner of possibilities spanning infinite dimensions...

Walking the boundary between reality and illusion, pursuing the lofty seat of eternal immortality...

Death or ascension, sublimation or descent—it was all but a single thought away...

This was... Infinite Worlds! The Main God Game!

An indescribably vast amount of information manifested within his consciousness in a special form that could neither be misinterpreted nor ignored!

As he briefly digested it, Li Yun stood there quietly in a daze. There was barely any change in his expression, save for the slight twitch of his brow.

The writing was fairly good.

More remarkably, there was not much in it that could truly be called false advertising.

After considering it carefully, especially the line that claimed, "Complete the tasks issued by the Main God to obtain rewards. All desires—power, wealth, status, immortality, even every obsession and regret—may be repaid and redeemed within these Infinite Worlds..."

Honestly, even he felt a faint pang upon reading it, let alone ordinary people.

After all, a person might not have lofty ambitions or burning desires, but as long as one was human, who could truly say they had no regrets at all?

Unfinished business, paths not taken, words left unsaid, mistakes that could never be made up for—these things were often merely buried deep in one's heart, only to quietly surface in the dead of night and question oneself.

In this regard, it had to be said that this seemingly rigid Main God had indeed grasped the key to people's psychological defenses with remarkable precision.

His gaze shifted.

As he absorbed and understood this information, a new light screen, not unfamiliar to him, appeared before his eyes—

[Relevant information has been accessed. Temporary personal panel unlocked.]

[Your current identity: Visitor]

[Temporary language translation function unlocked.]

[Please review the relevant information.]

...

Good. The most crucial function was already in hand.

Li Yun nodded slightly in satisfaction, his gaze sweeping across his surroundings.

Most of the newcomers were still lost in the immense confusion caused by the impact of that information and had yet to recover. Only the "Old Li" nearby had trembling eyelids, seemingly about to finish processing this "brief announcement," which was also his first encounter with it.

Clearly, the reason the Main God had arranged for such a "character" to be inserted among the newcomer Visitors was not simply to have him serve as an explainer.

Besides deliberately stalling before triggering this step of "direct information infusion" in order to initially observe the newcomers' "true qualities when placed in an unfamiliar, uncontrolled environment with no knowledge of what was happening."

Li Yun could also guess that this "Old Li" was essentially a hired hand used to provide guidance and protection for newcomers, a safeguard intended to further raise their clearance rate.

It could only be said that, after confirming the tangible effectiveness of the large-scale crowd mental dissipation effect, the Main God was even more proactive and eager than Li Yun, the administrator himself, when it came to lowering the difficulty and going easy on them!

The invitation count for this round alone had directly surged to five hundred thousand, with more than two hundred and forty thousand Visitors ultimately taking the bait. That was clear proof enough.

Others might not have noticed, but Li Yun had seen it clearly. When "Old Li" had unleashed a mental fluctuation that seemed to possess some abnormal tangible effect and forcibly shattered that slightly weathered stone, fine blood vessels had quietly emerged in his eyes.

That was rather subtle.

Judging from the fact that even a slight mental scan from him could be easily detected and blocked by Li Yun in his current state, it was one thing that this veteran's use of his mental effects was still crude, but it was also an objective fact that his spiritual power was not particularly strong.

It was indeed far beyond that of an ordinary person, and it had even undergone a qualitative breakthrough, but in terms of the sheer "quantity" of spiritual power... it was still limited.

At least in Li Yun's view, it was fundamentally different from his own complete state, in which the effect of using a mental form to interfere with matter had arisen naturally.

The main reason this "Old Li" could form such tangible interference with his relatively weak mental power was that the form of his spiritual power had already undergone a certain directional "mutation."

At the cost of weakening the natural developmental potential of his spiritual essence, it had developed along a particular characteristic of spiritual power, directly producing the rare phenomenon of "turning from hidden to apparent."

His spiritual power had changed from an inherently obscure, invisible latent quality into a more distinct wave that possessed a certain degree of tangible interference. That was the key to what was happening with him.

It was not a natural manifestation of one's own spiritual power, but a more "quick-result" method that silently forced its user to bear an excessive burden.

It could not be considered an evil path, but it was certainly not the proper path either.

After all, with the so-called first-stage life essence—where spiritual transformation had caused changes in the brain while the body itself remained within the physical limits of an ordinary person—he had to bear the burden brought by this prototype of Psychokinesis, which directly used consciousness to initially interfere with matter.

Heh.

According to a relatively orthodox, basic, and stable Psychokinesis exchange Li Yun had seen through the Main God, such abilities were naturally derived only after intense stimulation from viruses or other factors had accidentally produced a mutation in life essence equivalent to at least the third or fourth stage, with the evolution especially concentrated in the spiritual domain...

Comparing the two made the difference and the problem obvious.

Only within the framework of the Main God Game could this happen. To put it bluntly, users were ultimately just projections of their own consciousness within dreams. Even if something went wrong during a mission, the Main God would correct it and cover for them afterward.

If this were reality and that guy dared to casually blow up stones like this, a few more times would probably turn his brain into mush.

This was not some Ultra Psychokinesis where using it for sixty seconds cost one minute of lifespan!

When the user's bodily hardware could not keep up with their spiritual software requirements, the result was often this cruel.

...Naturally, this could not all be blamed on the Main God. But clearly, there was undoubtedly a hint of forcing premature growth in this enhancement path itself.

Especially when the "seedlings" being forced were growing in the Main God's and Li Yun's own fields!

It could only be said that these users were truly "impressive" in a sense. In just a few short days, they had managed to dig up every kind of bizarre exchange option...

Sure enough, people never seemed to tire when it came to doing bad things or exploiting loopholes.

Li Yun felt somewhat helpless about it as well.

Having noticed the hidden danger, he considered later giving users advance warnings about some seemingly harmless but actually potentially risky "cost-effective" exchanges, or simply removing them from the regular list and adding restrictions such as "only exchangeable after the user meets the required attributes."

By the time he casually recorded this vaguely defined hidden issue on his personal panel and looked up again, the veteran before him and most of the Visitors around them had indeed regained consciousness.

Fine, then let's watch first.

It had to be said that, after that unimaginable scene just now, everyone looked at this "veteran" completely differently.

Even though many newcomers had yet to fully digest everything they had just learned, the treatment and method of directly imprinting information into their minds were clearly far too advanced!

It had almost completely shattered their most immediate doubts.

Among the crowd, a man who had just come to his senses actually reacted by dropping to his knees toward the air with a thump. His face showed genuine emotion and reverence as he immediately began kowtowing with all his strength!

The direction in which the man knelt happened to face Li Qingzhi's seat. For a moment, it was hard to say whether he was worshipping the "great god" he kept muttering about or the messenger before him who had indirectly brought about this "miracle."

At this point, Old Li, who had just been acting so fierce and imposing, instead became uncomfortable all over. He awkwardly turned slightly aside, avoiding the man's direct worship, and looked as though he were sitting on pins and needles.

Even though he knew perfectly well that accepting it calmly might make him seem more imposing and dignified. But honestly, being unused to it was one thing; more importantly... he felt guilty. What if being worshipped like this shortened his lifespan?

Noticing the tilak painted on the man's forehead—a crude religious mark made of vermilion, incense ash, and the like, whose color had already slightly run in the drizzle—as well as his dark brown complexion, Li Yun thoughtfully nodded toward the veteran seated beside him.

"This guy should be from India, probably a religious believer too, which is why he reacted like this... Mm, look at the symbol on his forehead. It is shaped like an inverted teardrop with a dot in the middle, like a map pin. He should be a follower of Vithoba."

"Huh?"

Seeing Old Li finally unable to hold back the baffled expression on his face that clearly said, "What are you talking about? Why can't I understand any of this?"

Li Yun shook his head and gave a simple explanation. "In India's indigenous culture, religious belief has always occupied a very large place, with all sorts of sects and doctrines. The symbol on this man's forehead means he should be a follower of a deity called Vithoba in Indian mythology."

"This deity is generally regarded as an incarnation of Vishnu or Krishna—that is, Black Krishna. Worship of him is usually more prevalent in places such as Maharashtra and Karnataka in India, and is especially widespread among the lower classes, including Shudras and even the Untouchables..."

"Look at his clothes. The edges are badly worn, and the cuffs and elbows are already frayed. His finger joints are thick and covered in yellowed calluses, especially around his neck—"

He lowered his voice and gestured for Old Li to notice the broad, dark purple patches of aged marks exposed beneath the back of the man's collar as he lowered his head to kowtow.

"These pressure and friction marks have accumulated such a deep color and are visibly old. Even the outer layer of skin has truly swollen from the repeated damage and healing of the capillaries beneath it. They could not possibly have formed in a short period of time."

"In reality, this man most likely engaged in some form of heavy physical labor for a long time—bending over, carrying loads, or maintaining fixed postures for extended periods. In India, such marks often point to occupations considered lowly and laborious."

Someone calmly reached a conclusion.

"...He should be of a 'low caste.' He probably did not receive much education either. His life was difficult, he was ignorant and uninformed, and he could see no future. All he could do was drift with the tide and place his faith in gods and Buddhas..."

"Mm, he probably took you for the spokesperson of the so-called Main God mentioned in the information that appeared in our minds earlier."

After the young man in front of him explained all that, Li Qingzhi's eyes widened even further.

No, I could understand every word you said, so why did it become so confusing when you put them together?

What was Vithoba? What was a low caste? What did spokesperson of the Main God even mean?

Did Old Li say something wrong earlier and make the guy on the ground misunderstand? Or had his vocational college degree truly fallen behind the times, leaving him unable to understand what highly educated people were saying?

His temples were still throbbing, and Li Qingzhi, whose mind had become somewhat muddled from listening, clearly had not fully followed the other man's train of thought.

But after thinking again, oh, right. His current position as a "guide" did seem to correspond somewhat to being the Main God's "temporary speaking representative"...

Then it was fine.

After pondering for a while and finally understanding the other man's general meaning, the veteran's evaluation of this refined young man wearing glasses rose several notches.

After quietly labeling him a "cultured man," he stood up sharply and reached out to haul the Indian man, who was still kowtowing, off the ground in an uncompromising manner!

Seeing that the man with the mark between his brows still seemed ready to continue kowtowing and pray for the protection of some illusory "great god," Li Qingzhi's irritation flared.

But when he noticed the doubtful looks still lingering in the scrutiny of the newcomers around him, especially now that the Main God's mission timer had begun counting down, he knew clearly that this was no time to delay.

Based on his firsthand experience from the previous Main God Game and the scattered exchanges of experience he had had with unfamiliar users on the Main God Platform over the past few days, once this timer began, certain "dangers" within the mission world would most likely soon begin gradually noticing the existence of these "outsiders"...

After his personal light screen had already displayed a notification that the "temporary newcomer explanation" required by the [Main God] was complete and that the current stage until the end of the mission was now a free guidance phase, he confirmed that he could actually ignore these newcomers and leave them to fend for themselves.

The most urgent matter was for Li Qingzhi to lead these people somewhere relatively safe to hide for the time being.

Standing out on this ruined open-air street and getting drenched in the drizzle was not a solution.

Besides, they needed to gather relevant information and quickly figure out what they might be facing in this mission world.

How could he have so much free time to waste on these newcomers' ignorant behavior!

After all, every additional person who cleared the mission would earn him an extra reward!

Who could let them act stupid whenever they pleased?!

He sharply berated the man in irritation, and his vicious aura intimidated the Indian man before him. Only then did Li Qingzhi call out to the others, signaling them to hurry and follow. He himself turned to look around in all directions, considering which route they should take.

Before long, a sparse, disorderly group—including the middle-aged white man who had just struggled out of his heavy mountaineering clothes with someone else's help—had no choice but to follow behind him, stumbling through the ruined district...