Earlier, while Fang Wuwei was still considering how to politely decline, a task appeared in his mind from the system.
"A task is now being issued. Please prepare for transmigration, Host."
It said nothing else, like it was just a notification, which reminded Fang Wuwei of the days when he was casually bossed around at his company.
But he couldn't help but curve his lips. He had already seen the arrogance. It wasn't that he didn't want to go, it was that work suddenly came up.
The rift opened again, and Fang Wuwei eagerly plunged into it, disappearing without a trace.
Stepping out of the rift, Fang Wuwei found himself in a lush green forest. He habitually looked at his radar.
He didn't know until he looked, and when he did, it nearly scared Fang Wuwei to death.
On the radar, countless red dots were densely packed together, at least a thousand by estimation, and all the red dots were enemies.
What the hell, how could this be?
Even more terrifying, the radar suddenly began to flicker, showing static, and then shut down.
With the radar gone, Fang Wuwei's face turned pale with fright.
He would have rather gone back to being a scumbag if he had known this.
"This is the Reincarnators' advancement ceremony of the Main God Space," the system's voice echoed in Fang Wuwei's mind, sounding like a heavenly melody at that moment. "It's equivalent to a battle royale for the Reincarnators, a stage built under the Main Gods' instructions for the Reincarnators to advance further. Currently, there are 1263 Reincarnators on the field, and only 50 will survive to successfully advance.
And you are our insider. We have blinded the Main Gods' vision. In their eyes, you are the 1264th Reincarnator participating in the ceremony. This will ensure you are not discovered and personally killed by the Main Gods. But the price is that the system will seal most functions, including but not limited to the mall, lottery, and radar.
The Host's mission is to disrupt this ceremony and hunt down as many Reincarnators as possible. Mission rewards will be settled upon completion and departure from this world.
Please do your best, Host. A friendly reminder: this world was forcibly occupied by the Main Gods, but there are still native inhabitants barely surviving."
The hope that had just ignited in Fang Wuwei instantly vanished. He really hadn't guessed wrong; he really had to take out these thousand-plus people, and that was it. The system wasn't even giving him a new cheat.
Speaking of which, isn't the transmigration a bit too frequent? I just came back in Chapter 18, and it's been less than 10 chapters, and I've transmigrated again. The author has nothing left to write, right?
Fang Wuwei sighed, found a tree stump, and sat down. He hadn't recovered yet, and he needed to think carefully about tactics.
......
"Welcome, everyone, to our annual Main God First Stage Examination!"
Meanwhile, at a technologically modern square where countless Reincarnators gathered, a circular platform slowly rose in the center. The Host of this examination stood upon it, speaking loudly and enthusiastically.
"This examination has a total of 1264 examinees! The content of the examination is to survive as much as possible on this planet and then kill your opponents!"
"During the competition, teaming is allowed, but no matter the outcome of teaming, a maximum of only 50 examinees can survive in the end. So, team up with caution!"
"Since this is everyone's first examination, I will make an exception and explain the examination rules!"
The Host clapped his hands, and a giant tower in the center slowly began to rise, glowing with a futuristic, metallic sheen. It was covered with various items—weapons, food, armor, and even living people.
"The rules of the examination are very simple! First, after the examination begins, we will have an invincible period. During this time, all damage will be ignored! Sounds great, right!"
"But unfortunately, it only lasts for five minutes! In these five minutes, we can choose to quickly run away from the crowd to a more distant place to acquire resources, or—look, this giant tower! The resources here can be considered top-grade! For those of you whose weapons have been confiscated, it's an excellent help!"
"Of course, you have to climb the tower yourself, then select suitable resources, and finally leave! It's best to complete it within the invincible period, oh, five minutes is really too short! So! The giant tower is a reward for the brave!"
"Of course, of course, don't be discouraged, everyone. As examiners, we naturally have to ensure the fairness of the examination! In various places on the map, we have arranged supplies for all examinees to enhance their combat power!"
"Make good use of all resources and win!"
As the Host's passionate words fell, thousands of Reincarnators below roared, rubbing their fists and preparing for battle.
"Then—the examination begins!!!"
At the Host's command, a faint blue film appeared on all Reincarnators, which was the so-called "invincible period."
According to the Host, it only lasted five minutes. Most people, believing themselves to be lacking in strength, chose to quickly move away from the crowd, not contending for the resources on the high tower, opting to hunt in the wilderness.
But while some ran away, others, naturally, thought highly of themselves and stepped forward to contend for resources, and there were quite a few such people.
"Bastard! Let go of me!"
"You let go of your hand! I saw this first! Otherwise, once the invincible period is over, you'll surely die!"
"Damn you!"
"Damn you both!"
"Why is this broken tower so slippery, ahhh... Sea bull!"
"Hehe, this woman hanging up there is quite attractive. Oh, she looks like a cat, I like her..."
"Damn furries."
"Young man, you don't play fair. I was just careless for a moment. How could you take my things away? Is this good? This is not good!"
"Hehe... jade feet... jade feet..."
The scene was extremely chaotic, and the art style was unusually strange.
"Hahaha, a bunch of idiots! Fighting over resources from a broken tower! Fight! All of you fight, and when you're done, it'll be my turn to reap the benefits!"
While some fought, others naturally tried to pick up scraps. Let's temporarily call this person "Ass-Poking Man." Why this name? Don't rush, let me explain in detail.
Ass-Poking Man squatted in the bushes, activated his aura concealment skill, ready to observe and reap the benefits.
"Oh, lucky, there's a rock here at just the right height." Ass-Poking Man sat down without much thought, feeling that the rock was incredibly comfortable, as if custom-made for him. He couldn't help but wiggle a few times, and it was so comfortable that he even let out a f*rt.
Five minutes passed quickly, and the blue film representing invincibility on all Reincarnators disappeared simultaneously. Those who hadn't retreated in time instantly engaged in a chaotic battle.
"Damn, bro, you got the knife? Then let's run!"
"Run, my ass! Just now, some bastard said he'd f*ck my two horses. Today I'm going to f*ck his ten horses! Hmph! Where do you think you're going!"
"Damn, bro, don't chase me! I didn't get the emergency cough syrup just now!"
"Why is this tower still so slippery, ahhh ahhh ahhh Sea bull!! Ahhh ahhh ahhh I'll fall to my death from this height!!!"
"Damn, that guy was counter-killed by that furry cat! Serves him right! Pop the champagne—ah! Who ambushed me!"
"Take this flashbang! Receive O God, activate—"
"Eat your dad's Rider Kick!"
"Hehe, jade feet... jade feet... Ah! Jade feet stepped on me!"
"You pervert, I've tolerated you for too long!"
"Dragon Ascent!... Damn, I missed!"
"I am the storm that is approoooooooachinnnnnnnng—"
The entire starting square was in a chaotic mess.
The battle erupted, with deaths, injuries, and escapes. Soon, only a few people remained, still fighting, covered in wounds.
Good opportunity!
Ass-Poking Man's eyes lit up. He immediately stood up and rushed out of the bushes, but as he left the bushes, countless rustling sounds erupted beside him, and dozens more people crawled out.
They were all old hands with the same idea of picking up scraps.
Dozens of people looked at each other, no one daring to make a move. Soon, Ass-Poking Man realized that there were fewer than thirty people present, enough to form an alliance!
As for the name... let's call it the Freemen's Alliance!
Just as Ass-Poking Man was fantasizing about the future, an incomprehensible sharp pain came from his butt. He turned his head in disbelief and saw the rock he had just sat on stand up and slowly transform into a burly man. One of his hands had turned into a spear-shaped stone, which he brutally thrust into Ass-Poking Man's butt.
"You like to sit! You like to wiggle! You like to f*rt! Today I'll make sure your butt can never sit down again!!!"
"Yamete!!!!"
The others looked, and their faces turned green. They inexplicably felt a pain in their lower bodies. Every single one of them ran away incredibly fast, disappearing without a trace.
(This chapter is the Battle Royale arc, a preliminary trial chapter. You can skip it if you don't like it, as it has almost no impact on subsequent plot. Any foreshadowing appearing in this chapter will be introduced one by one when needed for plot progression.
Skip coordinates: Chapter 45)