...Therefore, the gap between the players at the top of the list and the ordinary players will only get bigger and bigger, like the difference between heaven and earth.
In the following time, he had a brief chat with a few friends.
The world chat at this time was very lively, with all kinds of comments like "The Ninth World is finally here!" "My youth is back!!" "Come on, adventurers!" "Will anyone really survive in this situation?" "Predicting a wave of Xianxia worlds, if you're wrong, I'll stand upside down and eat Lu Shu!"
He sat on the bed, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and adjusted his state.
In every world copy, he walks on a tightrope, dancing with danger and death.
...I hope this copy can go a little more smoothly.
As he waited, time slowly approached midnight.
…
[2024/01/18, 0:00]
“Ding Dong!”
[Break time is over——Dear players, welcome back to the world game! 】
[The Ninth World: The City of Measurement, Aktor. Globally open 10,000-person dungeon/specific development dungeon.]
【Players: people! 】
[The City of Measurement will be copied into identical copies, and each copy will have about 100 players playing the game! ]
[Since this is the ninth time the player has entered the game, he no longer needs to learn the common language for communication. 10 points will be automatically deducted. Learn the common language of the ninth world! ]
[——The world begins! ]
…
His eyes were covered with a teleporting white light.
"——【Dawn】The intelligent brain divides humans into eight major personalities based on their temperament and psychological state. Human talents are scientifically quantified and classified, thus establishing a new order..."
He heard a gentle male voice.
But that voice...seemed to come from his own mouth.
After he realized this, the sound stopped.
He blinked and saw a large classroom... and a sea of heads.
People sat in the classroom like good students, all looking up at him with seriousness and admiration. Judging from the number of students, there were at least 150 or more.
He looked down and found himself sitting on a chair on the podium, apparently giving a lecture.
...What's going on?
What kind of possession is this?
He blinked, and the classroom was silent in an eerie silence for a long time.
He suddenly saw a young teaching assistant next to him, who came up with a worried look on his face and nervously supported him:
"…Are you okay? Are you feeling alright?"
Seeing that Su Mingan seemed to be still in a trance, the teaching assistant shook his shoulders gently with great restraint:
"…Dr. Actor?"
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