NIP Chapter 306 Atlantis, the Storm Rises Again
Chapter 306 Atlantis, the Storm Rises Again
The deep sea, Atlantis.
The Tower of Babel, the throne at the top.
Fang Qingxue was quietly watching the huge light screen in front of her.
On the screen, what was displayed was a real-time image of the dead planet "Leviathan," which was rapidly falling toward Earth.
And, that global announcement just released by the "game design team".
Her expression remained as aloof as ever.
But in those eyes, which were like a cold pool, shone an unprecedentedly fervent light.
"World event... Natural disaster invasion..."
She softly uttered those words.
In my heart, however, a stormy sea was raging.
She understood this better than any ordinary person in the outside world.
This means, sir, that the first phase of internal testing for the game "Earth Online" has ended.
Next up will be a massive version update that affects all players!
And she, as the manager of "Sky Dome Martial Alliance," the most important PVP and PVE platform in the game.
It will play a crucial role in this unprecedented version update!
"The country that contributes the most will gain, uniquely, partial jurisdiction over the world's wonder building—the Tower of Babel..."
Fang Qingxue's gaze fell on this reward rule.
Her heart tightened involuntarily.
The Tower of Babel is, now, the foundation of her power.
Yes, sir, it is the highest honor bestowed upon her.
She would never allow anyone to touch it!
Even "partial" jurisdiction is not acceptable!
"It seems we must strive to win this first place for China."
Fang Qingxue murmured to herself.
She knew that this was, in a way, a test from her husband.
Yes, this was her best chance to prove her worth to Mr. Xiang!
She opened the Sky Dome Martial Alliance's management system.
Commands flew out from her fingertips one after another.
"Announcement to the Sky Dome Martial Alliance: All mercenary groups of rank A and above."
"During the world event 'Cataclysmic Invasion,' all quests and merit rewards related to 'Cataclysmic Beasts' will be doubled."
"The top 100 members of the Martial Alliance based on their individual contributions will be granted the qualification to enter the core training area of the Tower of Babel for one month of training."
"The top ten members of the Martial Alliance based on their individual contributions will receive a chance to be personally instructed in martial arts by me, Fang Qingxue."
"The member of the Martial Alliance who ranks first in individual contribution will be granted the qualification to make a direct request to the Master of the Divine Chef Hall or the Dean of the Kunlun Academy."
She threw out this series of unprecedented and generous rewards without hesitation.
She intends to use this method to firmly bind all the top combat forces in the Sky Dome Martial Alliance to the chariot of China!
After doing all this, she dialed out a special communication channel.
On the other end of the channel was the man who made her feel a slight sense of apprehension.
Sword Without Dust.
Since that fleeting glimpse at the trench mine, this man seemed to have vanished into thin air, never to appear in Atlantis again.
Fang Qingxue knew that he must have gone to a more dangerous and secluded place to hone his swordsmanship.
And now, she needs this sharpest sword for her use.
"Sword Without Dust".
Her voice was transmitted through special mental energy fluctuations.
"A global event has begun. Sir, we need you."
……
Atlantis, somewhere, deep within a dimensional rift, unknown to most.
This place is a chaotic void.
The space, like shattered glass, was filled with jagged, cracked surfaces.
The violent spatial turbulence is enough to tear apart any creature below Grade B.
And right there, in the very center of this desolate place.
Jian Wuchen sat cross-legged, suspended in the void.
His eyes were tightly closed.
He was surrounded by tens of thousands of tiny sword energies.
Each sword aura was extremely sharp, shattering all the spatial turbulence around him that tried to approach him.
His aura was deeper and more dangerous than it had been half a month ago at the trench mine.
Like a peerless, deadly sword hidden in its sheath, yet still capable of sending chills down one's spine.
Just then, Fang Qingxue's voice rang in his mind.
"Sir, we need you."
Jian Wuchen slowly opened his eyes.
His eyes were completely devoid of any emotion.
It was as if the natural disaster in the outside world, which was enough to destroy the world, was not worth mentioning to him.
He only cares about two things.
Sir, it's an order.
And, stronger, opponent.
Now, these two things seem to have become one.
"understood."
He replied with three words, indifferently.
The next second, he stood up.
All around him, the tens of thousands of sword energies instantly converged and condensed again into that ancient iron sword, which returned to its sheath.
He took a step forward.
The figure simply merged into the void and disappeared.
……
At the same time, the various mercenary groups' bases within the Sky Dome Martial Alliance were in an uproar because of the generous reward announcement that Fang Qingxue had just released.
"My God! Double the merit rewards! Is...is this for real?"
"Enter the core area of the Tower of Babel to cultivate? That's a legendary cultivation holy land, where the spiritual energy concentration is more than ten times that of the outside world!"
"Personal guidance from Lady Fang Qingxue? Heavens! This is far more appealing than giving me ten thousand merit points!"
"Making requests to the Master of the Divine Chef's Hall and the Dean of the Kunlun Dao Academy? This...this is practically an all-powerful wish-granting ticket!"
All the mercenaries and lone wolves on the edge of their seats in Atlantis have gone mad.
Why are they risking their lives to hunt monsters here?
Isn't it all for merit, for greater strength, for a higher status?
And now, an opportunity to rise to the top in one step is right in front of them!
"Let's do it! Damn it! This time, I'm going all in!"
A muscular, one-eyed giant slammed his massive axe into the ground, his eyes gleaming with bloodlust.
"Gathering of the Blood Axe mercenary group, all brothers! Prepare to return to the surface! This time, we're going to pull off a big heist!"
"Commander! Which country are we hiring for? The Americans are offering the highest price! They're willing to provide us with the best logistical support!"
"Americans? Bullshit!" The one-eyed burly man spat a mouthful of phlegm onto the ground. "Those arrogant idiots, they know nothing about cultivation!"
"If we're going to go, we'll go to China!"
"Only by following the rule-makers can you get the spoils! Don't you understand this basic principle?"
"Besides, didn't you see? Lady Fang Qingxue is clearly trying to help China win first place this time! If we go and pledge allegiance to China now, it will be like sending charcoal in snowy weather! From now on, won't we be able to walk sideways in the Sky Dome Martial Alliance?"
"Commander, you are brilliant!"
Similar scenes were playing out in every corner of Atlantis.
Countless powerful mercenary groups and top experts who were originally neutral have chosen their own side under the lure of huge profits.
And their chosen goals were surprisingly consistent.
—China.
An undercurrent, spearheaded by Fang Qingxue, is quietly altering the power structure of the Sky Dome Martial Alliance.
This also adds a significant weight to the upcoming ground war.
At this moment, Olaf, the Norse berserker who had been saved by Jian Wuchen, also saw the announcement.
He did not hesitate for a moment.
He found the leader of his mercenary group, the "Viking Berserkers".
"Captain, I request to leave the mercenary group."
"What? Olaf, are you crazy?" The captain looked at him in disbelief. "Now is the perfect time for us to show our skills! Why are you leaving?"
Olaf shook his head, offering no further explanation.
He simply remembered that young Chinese man carrying a sword.
I remembered him, his terrifying strength, like that of a god or demon.
And that cold sentence, "I am just an executor."
He knew what he wanted and was pursuing.
"I want to go to China."
Olaf's eyes were filled with unwavering determination.
"I want to go and find the true 'Tao'."