The Arctic Circle's polar day had just ended, and the long polar night had descended.
The blizzard outside the base had been howling for half a month, with visibility never reaching ten meters, but inside the station, it was as warm as spring.
Broken Star sat at his workstation, a blue-glowing holographic screen before him.
He had been in the Arctic for three months.
Life here was so peaceful that every day was a replay of yesterday.
The elation brought by the activation of the player feedback system had settled through day after day of stability, becoming the confidence he needed to keep lying low.
He completed his duties at the base methodically, working with the robots to inspect equipment, verify data, and submit daily reports. Almost all his remaining time went into the holographic screen at his workstation.
Xiao A still could not shake its talkative nature. It drifted over to hover beside him from time to time, often peeking at the screen and asking all sorts of strange questions out of curiosity.
At that moment, Broken Star's gaze rested on the forum posts on the Monster World Official Website. His fingertips slid gently across the touchscreen as he read page after page, missing no detail.
In the more than half a year since he had crossed over to Earth, especially after learning the truth behind the players, he had finally understood how terrifying the player system truly was.
It went far beyond anything he had understood back in the Against the Tide Legion.
Players could choose any one of more than four hundred life souls right from the start.
And every life soul carried an origin primordial-grade rule trait.
Different combinations of life souls could produce entirely different synergies within the "star meridian," giving rise to countless paths