NIP #498 - Tang Ping finally reached the peak of his life
#498 - Tang Ping finally reached the peak of his life
Tang Ping pushed open the palace gate, and a magnificent golden palace came into view. The palace was luxuriously decorated, with exquisitely carved dragon pillars on both sides, and a vivid picture of the Nine Heavens Divine Dragon painted on the dome above. However, Tang Ping had no time to appreciate these things at the moment. His eyes were directly locked on the tall figure in the center of the hall.
"Supreme Mara, I have been waiting for you for a long time," a deep and magnetic voice sounded.
Standing in the center of the hall was a middle-aged man wearing a black robe with dragon patterns. His ID was "Long Aotian," the president of "Number Nine Pawnshop". Long Aotian held a long sword engraved with dragon patterns in his hand, and the sound of dragons could be heard faintly from the sword.
Tang Ping walked forward slowly, and the Blade of Heavenly Punishment rotated gently in his hand, "President Long, I have admired your name for a long time. Seeing you today, you really live up to your reputation."
Long Aotian smiled slightly, "Likewise. To be able to defeat all five of my top executives, your strength is indeed amazing. However..." His eyes suddenly became sharp, "Today, your journey ends here!"
Before he finished speaking, Long Aotian rushed towards Tang Ping like an arrow from a bow. His dragon-patterned sword cut through the air, making a piercing whistle. Tang Ping hurriedly raised his sword to meet him, and with a loud "clang", sparks flew everywhere.
The two figures moved quickly in the hall, sword lights intertwined, each move fatal. Long Aotian's swordsmanship was fierce and ruthless, each sword containing amazing power. Although Tang Ping barely parried, he was forced back again and again.
"Break!" Long Aotian shouted violently, and a golden dragon shadow suddenly appeared on the dragon-patterned sword. The sword energy was like a dragon, whistling and approaching, forcing Tang Ping to the door of the hall.
Tang Ping leaned against the palace door, feeling the cold touch behind him. He took a deep breath, and suddenly dodged Long Aotian's sure-kill blow with a flash. The dragon-patterned sword pierced into the palace door fiercely, and wood chips flew.
Taking this opportunity, Tang Ping turned from defense to offense. The Blade of Heavenly Punishment drew a graceful arc in the air, aiming directly at Long Aotian's throat. Long Aotian hurriedly retreated, but his robe was still cut, revealing the silver armor inside.
"As expected, your reaction is really fast," Long Aotian exclaimed, while vigilantly watching Tang Ping, "However, it's still too early to think about winning against me like this!"
After saying that, Long Aotian launched another attack. This time, his speed was faster and his moves were more fierce. Tang Ping concentrated on dealing with it, and the two figures shuttled through the hall, like two lightning bolts colliding fiercely.
The aftermath of the battle destroyed the furnishings in the hall. Exquisite porcelain was shattered all over the floor, gorgeous tapestries were torn by sword energy, and even the dragon pillars on both sides were cut off by several layers.
Suddenly, Long Aotian jumped back, creating distance. A raging flame suddenly ignited on his dragon-patterned sword, "Taste my ultimate skill! Fire Dragon Sword Dance!"
I saw Long Aotian's figure suddenly split into five, each holding a dragon-patterned sword burning with flames. The five Long Aotians launched an attack on Tang Ping at the same time, and the fiery sword energy crisscrossed, turning the entire hall into a sea of fire.
Tang Ping was caught off guard by this sudden offensive. He barely dodged a few attacks, but was still slashed in the arm by one of the swords. The burning pain made him gasp.
"How is it, Supreme Mara? This is the difference between you and me!" Long Aotian said triumphantly.
Tang Ping did not answer, but closed his eyes. Just when Long Aotian thought he was about to admit defeat, Tang Ping suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashing with a strange light.
"Phantom Clone!"
In an instant, Tang Ping's figure also split into five. The five Tang Pings raised the Blade of Heavenly Punishment at the same time, and a blue light appeared on the sword.
"This... how is this possible?" Long Aotian looked at this scene in disbelief.
The five Tang Pings launched an attack at the same time and fought with Long Aotian's five clones. The hall suddenly turned into a chaotic battlefield. The collision of fire and ice, the confrontation of sword energy and sword energy, the entire hall was shaking violently.
Gradually, Long Aotian's clones began to disappear one by one. Although Tang Ping's clones were also decreasing, the speed was much slower. Finally, when the smoke cleared, only the real Tang Ping and Long Aotian stood facing each other.
Both of them were panting, with many wounds on their bodies. The main hall was already disfigured, with traces of battle everywhere. A large hole had been broken in the dome of the hall, and moonlight shone down through the hole.
"As expected of Supreme Mara, you can actually learn my unique skill," Long Aotian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "However, this battle is not over yet!"
After saying that, Long Aotian suddenly inserted the dragon-patterned sword into the ground. The entire hall suddenly shook violently, the ground cracked, and a huge earth dragon rose into the sky.
"This is... summoning the dragon?" Tang Ping looked at this scene in surprise.
Long Aotian jumped on top of the earth dragon's head and looked down at Tang Ping, "That's right, this is my last trump card. Supreme Mara, you have nowhere to escape!"
The earth dragon roared and rushed towards Tang Ping, opening its bloody mouth to devour him. Tang Ping hurriedly dodged, but the narrow space limited his movement. He was forced back again and again, and finally came to the edge of the hall.
"It's over!" Long Aotian shouted, and the earth dragon pounced on Tang Ping again.
At the critical moment, Tang Ping suddenly jumped up and stepped on the earth dragon's scales all the way up. Before Long Aotian could react, Tang Ping had already arrived in front of him.
"You're right, it's time to end it," Tang Ping said calmly.
The Blade of Heavenly Punishment suddenly lit up with a dazzling blue light, and Tang Ping used all his strength to strike. Long Aotian hurriedly raised his sword to block, but in the face of this huge force, the dragon-patterned sword actually broke inch by inch.
"No... impossible!" Long Aotian looked at his broken sword in disbelief.
In the next second, the Blade of Heavenly Punishment pierced through Long Aotian's chest. The earth dragon lost control and collapsed with a bang. Tang Ping held Long Aotian and fell from the sky, landing steadily on the ground.
"Why... why can you win..." Long Aotian asked with difficulty.
Tang Ping put away the Blade of Heavenly Punishment and said softly: "Because I am not just fighting to win. I have something I must protect, and a mission I must complete."
When Long Aotian heard this, he suddenly laughed, "So that's it... It seems that I lost fairly." After saying that, his body turned into a white light and dissipated in the air.
Tang Ping stood in the war-torn hall and took a deep breath. The moonlight shone down through the hole in the dome, coating his tired figure with a layer of silver. This thrilling battle finally came to an end, but he knew that greater challenges were waiting for him.
Not long after.
After winning the position of City Lord of the Imperial City, Tang Ping rubbed his hands excitedly: "Can the City Lord of the Imperial City be cashed out?"
At this time, the account showed that Tang Ping's equipment recycling amount had exceeded 800,000.
However, just as he was excitedly waiting, the game popped up a prompt:
"Dear player, equipment withdrawal requires review!"
Tang Ping scratched his head: "Such a large sum of money, it is understandable to require review, but speaking of which, why did the other players in this game disappear overnight?"
Tang Ping stood in the empty center of the Imperial City, his excitement overflowing. He had just defeated a powerful opponent and deserved a generous reward. However, when he saw the prompt that a review was required, a trace of unease crept into his heart.
He looked around, the Imperial City was empty, and the silence was unsettling.
The once bustling streets were now terribly deserted, as if the whole world had been paused. The stalls on the street were empty, and the shouts that used to rise and fall had disappeared without a trace.
Tang Ping tried to walk into a store, but there was no one behind the counter, but the items on the shelves were still neatly arranged, as if the owner had just left temporarily.
He reached out and touched a piece of equipment, but found that his hand went straight through it. This illusory feeling gave him a shiver.
He walked out of the store and came to the busiest trading square on weekdays. In the past, this place was always crowded with players haggling, and various shouts rose and fell. But at this moment, the square was empty, only gusts of cold wind blowing, rolling up a few fallen leaves, spinning on the ground.
Tang Ping tried to open the friends list, but found that everyone's avatars had turned gray. He tried to send a message, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, with no response. This feeling of being isolated made him feel more and more uneasy.
He looked up at the sky and found that the sun, which should have been bright, had become dim and dull, and the entire sky was a strange gray color. The outlines of the distant mountains were blurred, as if they would disappear into the mist at any time.
Tang Ping tried to leave the Imperial City, but found that the city gates were closed, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not open them. He even tried to use a teleportation scroll, but all the teleportation points were displayed as invalid.
This feeling of being trapped in an empty city made Tang Ping feel suffocated. He began to wonder if he was still in the game, or if he had fallen into some strange illusion. The whole world seemed to be left with only him, and this loneliness was more terrifying than any powerful enemy.
This sense of disharmony and weirdness made Tang Ping begin to doubt his own existence. Did he really win the victory, or did he fall into some terrible trap? The entire game world seemed to have become a huge cage, and he was the only prisoner in this cage.
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Tang Ping felt a little drumming in his heart, but he was still trying to force a smile, comforting himself:
"They should be going to eat, wait a little longer."
However, after waiting left and right, no one ever came up to the game's main city again.
"Strange, how did people disappear overnight?"
Tang Ping thought for a while, then relieved:
"Forget it, let's continue to play a little more equipment and try tofleece the game company. Come on, let's recharge all our savings into the game and create recyclable legendary equipment."
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Tang Ping's fierce battles and tense emotions in the game finally exhausted his energy. He leaned on the golden dragon pillar of the Imperial City Hall and fell asleep without realizing it.
In the mist of dreams, Tang Ping saw a familiar figure - Zha Zha Hui(渣渣辉: name of the character). The NPC who had once given him encouragement and guidance was now standing in front of him, with a smile on his face. Tang Ping ran forward excitedly, eager to share his victory.
"Brother, did you see me become the City Lord of the Imperial City? I defeated them all by myself!" Tang Ping said happily, his face full of the joy of victory.
However, Zha Zha Hui just looked at him quietly, with a smile on his lips, but did not speak. Tang Ping was a little confused and continued: "Do you know? I defeated 'Long Aotian', as well as other guild members. Now the entire Imperial City is mine!"
Zha Zha Hui remained silent, just nodding slightly. His eyes seemed to contain some deep meaning, but Tang Ping could not understand it for a while. Gradually, Zha Zha Hui's figure began to blur and eventually disappeared into the mist of dreams.
Tang Ping woke up from his dream and found himself still in the empty Imperial City Hall. He rubbed his eyes and recalled the dream just now. Although Zha Zha Hui did not speak, Tang Ping felt a sense of encouragement.
"Maybe this is my destiny," Tang Ping muttered to himself.
In the days that followed, Tang Ping began his new life as the City Lord of the Imperial City. Although the game world was still empty, he did not give up. He began to systematically clean up the entire Imperial City, collecting all the equipment he could find.
At first, Tang Ping just wanted to accumulate as much wealth as possible. But as time went by, he found that the wealth in his hands was growing at an alarming rate. Every piece of recycled equipment would be immediately converted into real currency and deposited directly into his bank account.
Within a few short weeks, Tang Ping's assets exceeded $1 billion. This number made him feel a little dizzy, but this was just the beginning. As he continued to explore every corner of the Imperial City, his wealth grew exponentially.
A month later, Tang Ping's assets exceeded $10 billion. His name began to appear in the headlines of major financial media. People speculated about who this suddenly rising billionaire was.
Two months later, Tang Ping's assets exceeded $100 billion, making him one of the top ten richest people in the world. Wall Street analysts began to pay close attention to his every move, as his investment decisions could affect the global stock market.
Three months later, Tang Ping's assets exceeded $500 billion, surpassing Amazon founder Jeff Bezos to become the richest man in the world. This news caused an uproar around the world. Governments began to pay attention to this unknown super-rich, fearing that he might have an unpredictable impact on the global economy.
The President of Da Piao Liang(大漂亮: great beautiful, refers to America) stated at a press conference: "We are closely monitoring this suddenly rising rich man. The rate of his wealth growth is unprecedented, and we need to ensure that this does not have a negative impact on the Da Piao Liang economy."
However, Trump's worries quickly turned into shock. Because the day after he made his speech, Tang Ping's assets exceeded $1 trillion. This number not only set a new record for personal wealth in human history, but also far exceeded the gross domestic product of many countries.
Trump held another press conference, this time his tone was noticeably more cautious: "We have contacted this uh... Mr. Tang. The rate of his wealth growth is indeed surprising, but we believe that he will use this wealth responsibly. We welcome his contribution to the Da Piao Liang economy."
At the same time, major financial institutions around the world are vying to analyze the source of Tang Ping's wealth. However, they found that Tang Ping's wealth growth model was completely different from the traditional business model. No one knows how he accumulated such vast wealth in such a short period of time.
Some conspiracy theorists began to spread various speculations. Some said Tang Ping had discovered the alchemy of turning stones into gold, some said he had obtained alien technology, and some said he possessed a secret weapon to manipulate global financial markets.
However, Tang Ping ignored these speculations. He continued to focus on his own "game," constantly recycling equipment and converting the wealth of the virtual world into real-world assets.
As Tang Ping's wealth continued to grow, he began to have an increasingly significant impact on the global economy. When he decided to invest in a certain industry, the stocks of that industry would immediately soar. When he expressed interest in a certain currency, the exchange rate of that currency would rapidly rise.
Governments around the world began to realize that Tang Ping's existence was changing the rules of the global economic game. They were both eager to gain Tang Ping's support and worried about the risks he might bring. Some countries even began to consider enacting new laws to deal with this unprecedented situation.
At the same time, Tang Ping also began to think about his responsibilities. He realized that the wealth in his hands was not just a number, but a power that could change the world. He began to consider how to use this wealth to benefit humanity and solve global problems such as climate change, poverty, and disease.
However, just as Tang Ping was preparing to begin his charitable plan, the game world suddenly changed. Blurry figures began to appear on the originally empty streets, as if someone was slowly returning to this world.
Tang Ping watched all of this in surprise, not knowing what it meant. His adventure had just begun, and even greater challenges awaited him. And in the real world, people were still speculating about the next move of this mysterious global billionaire, wondering how he would change the world's landscape.
However, just as he was about to realize his ambitions,
The alarm clock rang inappropriately!