To ascend, I had no choice but to create games-Chapter 518 - 304 Immortal Ah (Second Update)_2

Chapter 518: Chapter 304 Immortal Ah (Second Update)_2

“Well, that’s not it. I am the chosen one after all!” Wang said proudly.

Because of his outrageous luck, the effect in the livestream was off the charts, with the screen filled with messages of envy, jealousy, and hatred, prompting Wang to let out a wicked cackle.

Envy and jealousy, you ignorant lot!

There’s a kind of luck called ‘I am Wang’!

Let’s see how I’m going to mess this up this time!

Just as Wang was feeling extremely smug, an animated gif interrupted his boastfulness.

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In the gif, someone had clipped Wang’s bold declarations from the start of his livestream. Everyone could see Wang’s previous statement: “If I don’t find Mr. Meteor, I won’t clear the game and won’t stop playing!”

Seeing this gif, Wang felt as if someone had poured ice water over his head, leaving him completely stunned.

Afterward, he slapped his mouth forcefully: “That’s what you get for talking nonsense, that’s what you get for not thinking before you speak!”

He was so close to clearing the game already, with the long-desired 21% authenticity level right before his eyes, yet he had carelessly made such a statement.

He really wanted to weasel out of it, and even the audience in the livestream selectively ignored that gif.

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After all, with such good fortune, it was unlikely Wang would get a second chance like this.

A 21% authenticity level was another leap; it was okay to mess around normally, but it was still better not to mess around with this kind of thing.

Wang endured in silence until the moment before the world’s destruction when he saw the Eye of Terror appear in the sky, but Mr. Meteor, whom he had been waiting for, still didn’t show up.

He sighed and said to the camera, “It’s a pity. Let’s continue.”

After speaking, he looked back at his little hut with longing and then chose to exit.

At that moment, he chose to keep his promise.

If I don’t see Mr. Meteor, then I really won’t clear the game.

Seeing Wang’s resolute figure, the audience in the livestream was moved.

[Wang, with you being so righteous, I’ve decided I’m your hardcore fan from now on.]

[For the first time, I think this sleazy guy has a bit of a handsome side.]

[Wang, have my monkey!]

His unexpected action garnered Wang yet another surge in popularity and made him feel his sacrifice hadn’t been in vain.

But soon, he found out what hell was.

Because his luck in the second round today was even better.

Giant beasts were dying to fall in front of him, countless rare materials that he had never seen before were being delivered right to him, and all sorts of good stuff kept coming his way even when he didn’t want them, making people marvel at how lucky one could get.

But since he had made a promise, Wang could only leave in bitterness when Mr. Meteor didn’t show up, leaving behind countless treasures.

He thought the second round would mark the peak of his good luck, but the third round proved to be even more outrageous.

Compared to the third round, the luck of the previous two rounds might as well be described as misfortune; various treasures appeared in baffling ways, any one of which would be something other players might brag about for an entire day.

Seeing Wang’s despondency, his fans actually started to sympathize with him.

[Wang, let it go. This is providence spoon-feeding you, and it would be disrespectful not to accept it.]

[Yeah, you could boast about this round for a lifetime. Just give in. Besides, clearing the game doesn’t mean you can’t play anymore. Can’t you just slowly chase after Mr. Meteor later?]

[It breaks my heart to watch this. Any one of these items could get you through the game. Just pick one and use it.]

Facing the persuasion of his bros, Wang admitted he was a little tempted.

However, upon seeing the Eye of Terror again and still not waiting for Mr. Meteor, he once again chose to exit and restart a new game.

In his own livestream, Wang said through clenched teeth: “I, Wang, keep my word! Since I said I wouldn’t stop playing until I see Mr. Meteor, I’ll keep playing!”

[Wang, your luck might not be so good in the future… my bad.]

Seeing Wang obtain a Divine Artifact right at the start of the game, the audience in the livestream fell silent.

Although everyone knows that Wang’s luck is in a Schrödinger-like state, to have it reach this extent is still kind of hair-raising.

After seeing the “Pick up to bind, indestructible, undroppable, auto-equip, auto-enhance, auto-protect owner, auto-fight monsters, and auto-pathfinding Flying Sword” in his own hands, Wang felt that the game must be targeting him personally.

That’s not how you play the game!

Does the equipment name of this game need to be this long?!

As Wang’s luck began to soar, the audience in the live-streaming room felt that Wang might have used up all his luck for a lifetime.

The arduous ten-plus hours that followed made up a history of Wang’s tears and sweat as a European Emperor.

Wang, whose luck was so hot it was purple, collected resources at a speed that not even cheats could match.

Some viewers also watched other streamers play “The Third Grandchild of the Forest,” and even compared the resources Wang gathered in a single game to what other streamers collected over three playthroughs—and that’s letting their cats control the mouse!

Even Gong Gong shook his head after seeing this and couldn’t help but advise, “Wang, I see it now, you have been blessed by this world. Why don’t you just accept it?”

“Am I that kind of person?!” Wang, covered in Divine Artifacts, cried out indignantly, “I’ve said it, without meeting Mr. Meteor, I won’t clear the game.”

Uncertain traces flew through the air as Gong Gong, perplexed, said, “You’ve stirred up so much trouble just to find a Mr. Meteor? No wonder you refuse to clear the game. I thought you were practicing some special kind of gameplay.”

“What are you talking about! It’s a promise I made as a streamer; I must fulfill it!”

“Oh, then wait a moment… I’ve indexed the conditions you set, and it seems the person is in your ten o’clock direction, just fly about a hundred kilometers.”

Looking at the point of light in the sky, Wang asked doubtfully, “You can find people?”

“What kind of talk is that? I’m a foremost newbie guide, what’s the big deal in finding someone?”

At that moment, Wang nearly lost his mind!

Clutching his hair, he screamed at the top of his lungs, “Then what were these past ten-plus hours for?!”

“A joke?”

“Don’t be so brutally honest at a time like this! And why didn’t you tell me earlier?!”

“You didn’t ask. Plus, I’ve always said, ‘If there’s a problem, ask the newbie guide’—it’s not my fault if you don’t ask.”

“Aargh!”

Completely broken, Wang flew towards his destination, and soon saw two figures, one white and one red, engaged in a frenzied battle mid-air.

Both were highly skilled in Mana, with the Gang Wind they released during their fight having the power to split gold and shatter stone; towering ancient trees hundreds of meters tall turned to dust amid their clashes.

While it was not on the level of a natural disaster, concentrating all their might into a single point seemed capable of creating havoc comparable to a catastrophe.

Seeing Wang rush over, the white figure suddenly stopped and shouted anxiously to the approaching Wang, “Fellow Taoist, run! I’ll hold back this Demon!”

Contrarily, the red figure also stopped and revealed an evil smile, “Looks like there’s another one. I’m not sure who you are, but it doesn’t matter; I’ll take on both!”

“Eat your granddad!”

Wang instantly recognized the white figure as the Mr. Meteor he’d been desperately searching for; the one opposite must be the antagonist.

Seething, Wang was too furious to care about the details and sent the “Supreme Pickup-to-Bind… Flying Sword” flying out, skewering the red figure in the air into a candied haw.

The red figure had been smug at first, but upon seeing the incoming Flying Sword, his soul nearly fled; he scattered Magic Artifacts like throwing them away cost nothing, but none could stop the Flying Sword in the slightest.

Only when pierced by the sword did he look at the approaching Wang in disbelief and murmur, “Immortal! Why?!”

“Hey, go die, will you!”

With a hard twist, Wang crushed the talkative antagonist, and a measure of the malice in his heart finally dissipated.

After retrieving the Flying Sword, Wang looked at Mr. Meteor beside him: “Finally…”

“I’ve finally found you, Immortal!”

Hearing this, Wang became baffled again.

“What?”