The Nightmare Game had always been close on his heels.
That thought surfaced in Su Bai's mind as he lay in the Rest Room and felt that familiar tug.
But if he had to choose between one Nightmare Game after another and the battlefield ten years in the future, Su Bai might genuinely choose to let the Nightmare Game continue. For individual players, the Nightmare Game might be a hopeless ordeal, even hell, but for the entire group of "human players thrown into the Nightmare World," it was merely a beginner's tutorial.
Once the "Nightmare Game" ended, what awaited the players was not a free and bright future, but... the entire Nightmare World and every strange creature beneath the Red Moon.
Once the "Nightmare Game" ended, the entire battlefield would open. The ten thousand... or even fewer than ten thousand Nightmare World players who survived until then would no longer be dragged into designated game scenarios. Instead, they would be thrown straight into the streets and alleys of the Nightmare Game, or even dropped directly into the viscous Blood Sea. The enemies they faced would no longer be a handful of strange creatures, or even a single one, within a particular scenario, but every strange creature beneath the Red Moon.
Su Bai would never forget the ratio the Administrator first announced when the battlefield opened-
"White Faction forces: 6,100. Black Faction forces: 3,100,000,000."
A little over six thousand "veteran players" against 3.1 billion strange creatures.
The despair he had felt then was even harder to put into words.
Not long after the battlefield opened, hundreds of thousands, millions, and eventually tens of millions of humans would be thrown into the Nightmare World in an endless stream, knowing nothing about it. There was no beginner's tutorial, no Nightmare Game. The moment