"Damn it!"

Su Changxing turned to look at the terrifying scene and couldn’t help but curse. Countless mechanical arms spread across the sky, extending toward the main city.

Fortunately, he ran in the opposite direction of the main city, or else he would have been ensnared by those mechanical arms.

Facing a High-tier Extraordinary, once he’s captured, he would not have any room to resist.

He was like a mouse, able to run before being caught, but once captured, there’s no room for struggle.

The old Monk also noted Su Changxing’s true position, his face darkened, feeling he had been tricked.

Under the night sky, glaring beams of light suddenly flashed, and in an instant, hundreds of lasers shot towards Su Changxing from those mechanical arms and components.

Very quickly.

So fast that he had no room to resist.

Several lasers swept past him, leaving hundreds of marks on the ground, like conducting surgery, precisely cutting off his arms and legs, blood spraying into the air.

Su Changxing fell heavily to the ground, rendered limbless, yet still wriggling forward quickly.

His face twisted with desperation, unable to think of any solution, the disparity in their strength was as wide as heaven and earth.

Suddenly.

He realized a question: the old Monk not only didn’t want to kill him, but dared not.

He was a novice player still under protective mechanism; attacking him would at most incur penalties, while killing him would lead to obliteration.

So now he couldn’t just run; he needed to find a way to make this old Monk kill him. After all, he could resurrect after dying, what was there to fear?

Su Changxing understood instantly.

The Doomsday Game had so many restrictions to prevent new players from being excessively exploited by old players.

Like Dusk light refracting in space.

He unfurled the Dusk Domain, making the surrounding lasers slow down in their rapid movement.

Then.

He found an angle just enough to kill himself, rushing into it, his body bursting with blood as seven or eight lasers cut through him, shattering him into pieces.

The violent pain numbed him.

Su Changxing’s fragmented face showed a smile, proudly shouting: "You want to catch me? I simply refuse. Anyway, I can resurrect; I can afford to die!"

The old Monk’s face turned grim, unexpected at Su Changxing’s decisiveness in choosing to end his own life.

A plethora of mechanical arms surged toward Su Changxing with golden Buddha light.

At this moment, though Su Changxing was shattered, he wasn’t completely dead, struggling on the ground.

Being too powerful sometimes is a misfortune.

He cursed internally why he was so abnormal, still alive, his blood and flesh visibly regenerating.

"Benefactor, it seems we are truly destined." The old Monk’s kindly face revealed a sinister smile, his eyes wide, occupying his cheeks like a hawk’s.

The Buddha light held strong healing effects, keeping Su Changxing from dying, enabling him to quickly revive.

Su Changxing’s mind sped a thousandfold, again deploying his Domain while trying to suppress his abilities.

Rolling over, he collided with another laser, his upper body sliced diagonally, reopening healing areas, body split into over ten pieces falling to the ground.

He finally died.

Su Changxing’s consciousness persisted, somewhat hazy, standing like a soul at the side, quietly observing his corpse.

[Revive without consuming any Points, one month later]

[Consume five million Points, revive five days later]

[Consume ten Black Coins, revive five hours later]

[Consume fifty Black Coins, revive five minutes later]

Su Changxing chose without hesitation, immediately opting to consume fifty Black Coins to revive in five minutes.

He felt insecure leaving his corpse with the old Monk, unwilling even for five minutes, let alone five seconds.

The moment he died.

Thunder boomed, clouds gathered densely, as if something was about to press down.

The old Monk gazed quietly at the sky, face filled with rage, countless mechanical arms coiled around him, wrapping him entirely.

Next moment, a thick bolt of lightning with deeply destructive aura struck from the clouds.

The electricity illuminated half the sky of the main city, bright, lighting up the entire city.

The city’s inhabitants also looked over, guessing which high-tier player angered the punishment.

Numerous mechanical arms became charred under the lightning and fell to the ground.

After the lightning, the clouds dissipated quickly.

On the ground, a vast expanse turned to wasteland, trees turned to ash drifting in the air, only the old Monk stood alone in place, covered in blood, yet his face remained calm.

"Do you think you can exchange lives in such a ridiculous manner? Life has never been equal, even here." The old Monk sneered sinisterly, walking slowly towards Su Changxing’s corpse, like taking a stroll.

He then produced a golden lotus in his hand, bending gently to place it upon Su Changxing’s mangled corpse.

The golden lotus radiated golden light, connecting the fragments of his corpse one by one, stitching it back into a complete body.

"Is this to revive me?"

Su Changxing considered this possibility; with only two minutes left, unsure if time would suffice, but could do nothing, just watching quietly.

Even if revived, he could merely die again.

However, the old Monk might not offer another chance.

Finally, the golden light faded from the corpse, Su Changxing’s reassembled body suddenly vanished from the place.

...

"Phew~ That was close."

Su Changxing gasped heavily, crouching on the ground, feeling waves of weakness from his body, his head aching.

Such resurrections aren’t entirely without cost.

His body and Spirit were in severe weakness, body still had over ten slashed wounds, not completely healed, fresh blood seeping constantly.

Exposed flesh occasionally ulcerated, yet occasionally recovered, the plague still occupied him unchanged.

He was in a city square, vaguely surrounded by many people, all resurrected here.

This must be a Resurrection Square, designated for player resurrections.

He hurriedly donned a protective suit to weaken the plague’s contagion, yet such protection was limited; he had to avoid close contact with others.

Thundercloud Tower was not far to the left of the square, only seven or eight hundred meters away, very close.

However, Su Changxing didn’t rush over, his current Status very poor, only about fifty percent of his full power; he needed to complete recovery before participating in Futu.

Otherwise.

Rushing might backfire easily.

Luckily, his recovery ability was strong, in both body and Spirit; the body with "Lizardman," Spirit with "Soul Ring."

Just as he stepped out of Resurrection Square, a flamboyantly dressed woman in a cheongsam approached him quickly, calling:

"Mister~ Want to rent a room?"

Su Changxing’s eyes darted swiftly, transforming into Bai Yu, vanishing from the spot.

The woman, feeling insulted by Su Changxing’s escape, cursed: "If you don’t want to rent, don’t! Why run? As if I’d eat you."

Fuming, she chased after Su Changxing’s fleeing direction, petals hovering at her feet as she ran, maintaining swift speed.