Infinite City.
Inside the City Lord's Manor, Hawkins was considering a question.
How could he select the most suitable players from among trillions upon trillions of players to represent them in battle?
If he simply wanted to select the strongest players, it would not be too difficult. After all, he had a clear grasp of every player's strength.
But sometimes, a competition was not merely a contest of strength. It also tested wisdom, luck, adaptability, and more. Even different participants could produce entirely different results.
Why not... give everyone a chance?
Hawkins stepped out onto the balcony. Watching the players streaming back and forth across the great plaza below, he suddenly had an idea.
Infinite City had countless competitions, large and small, but most of them were little skirmishes. Even the officially sanctioned competitions organized by Ai Miye and the others did not count as making a real splash in Hawkins's eyes.
Since they were going to play, with Hawkins's scope of vision, the larger the competition, the more interesting it would be. The crueler it was, the more entertaining it would be.
Above Infinite City, Mother opened all her eyes. In the next moment, a new world was born within Eternal Space. This world was continuously divided apart, then evolved countless different landscapes.
It was a space so vast it beggared imagination. Contestants could completely let loose and fight, slaughter, within it!
Hawkins swiftly drafted the rules of the competition, then smiled faintly and pressed the publish button.
Malankovsky had once been a gambler.
He was not the sort of gambler who lingered in casinos year-round. Rather, his profession itself was "Fate Gambler," a remarkably interesting profession that allowed him to manifest a Fate Die and buff or debuff everything about himself.
His luck, attributes, skills, and so