"Okay." Yan Sizhan nodded again, his figure disappearing from the room, leaving only his voice, "Call me anytime if you need anything."

tired.

I'm so tired.

Exhausted, both physically and mentally.

After taking a deep breath, Su Deng lay down, covered her head, and went to sleep.

——

Temple.

A deep, cold voice rang out.

"That newbie named Su Deng in the survival channel of the D-level otherworldly realm has obtained god-level materials three times, breaking records and setting new records. It's been a long time since something like this has happened. What's going on?"

"Maybe it was just luck..." someone answered cautiously.

"Is that so?" A deep voice uttered a sentence that was barely audible.

No one dared to utter a sound.

After a while.

Another soft, clear female voice echoed ethereally in the hall, "Who approved the Eighth Executive's entry into the game?"

“It was…himself…” someone said cautiously.

"Regardless of who approves it, the executive officer is not allowed to interfere with the game, even if it means giving up his godhood and lowering himself to the status of a player."

The man who had spoken first spoke again, his superior and imposing manner intimidating. He sneered, "With so many of you, you can't even find out the origin of a heretic. You are unworthy of being called executive officers."

The main issue is that the heretic is not present in any of the current timelines controlled by the Divine Court, and there seems to be some spacetime fluctuation.

It may have descended from beyond the overlapping spacetime.

That's beyond the scope of the Divine Court.

All the statues remained silent, and none of them dared to speak.

"Regardless of the reason why the Eighth Executor lowered his status, his entry into the game will create a butterfly effect, especially since he recently killed a supervising disciple. No one can disrupt the Divine Court's plan."

He added coldly, "Seventh Executive Officer, you will personally supervise the Eighth Executive Officer and continue to eliminate heretics. If necessary, you may eliminate anything that affects the Eighth Executive Officer, but you must not interfere with or influence the game world in any way."

"Understood."

After a moment of silence, a light voice rang out.

The main hall fell silent again.

Ares frowned, inwardly sighing for Yan Sizhan.

——

A spiritual realm.

The Spirit Realm is not interesting at all. I can't sleep peacefully here, and staying here is just waiting for others to come and kill me.

Even the most dangerous place in the game is safer than this treacherous place.

Yan Sizhan has disappeared.

Su Deng didn't wake him. After waking up, she covered herself up tightly, went to the snack street to buy some food and put it in the system warehouse, and then went to the Spirit Realm Hall.

"Hello."

Just as I stood in front of the pool, a figure approached me.

Startled, Su Deng turned her head and saw it was Qin Xian. She paused for a moment, then calmly stepped aside. "What are you doing?"

Qin Xian pouted, "Stop hiding it, I know you're Su Deng."

He scoffed, "You owe me eight hundred points. Even if you turned to ashes, I'd still recognize you. When are you going to pay me back?"

Su Deng licked the tip of her teeth. "I have no points, but you can have my life."

"You're practically a walking, god-level resource library right now. You could easily become rich just by selling one item. Who else would you dare to challenge for 800 points?"

Qin Xian had come specifically to get points. After giving a cold snort, he shifted his eyes slightly, moved closer, and whispered a question to her.

"Su Deng, what exactly is your relationship with that Eighth Executor? He can even enter the game to protect you. You're a half-useless newbie, yet you've obtained god-level materials in all three games. Could it be that he's giving you preferential treatment?"