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Alger immediately opened the panel attributes.
[Personal Information]
Name: Alger
ID: BE3030
Level: Tier One
Honors: Vacant
Achievements: Vacant
Occupation: Not obtained
Skills: Vacant
Health Points: 500
Mana: 100 + 10*4 (Recovery rate: 5/min)
Stamina: 5
Strength: 4
Agility: 5
Spirit: 9
Charisma: A
Luck: E
Points: 140
Combat Power Score: 68
Next, he heard the system sound:
[Achievement Unlocked (Endless Horizon): Your public speech transcends a billion living beings.]
[Achievement Points gained: 40.]
[Honor Unlocked (First Person in Newbie Level): The strongest among a billion living beings, please maintain your supreme fighting spirit.]
[Honor Points gained: 40.]
Alger glanced at his current points, 220 points. According to the average points of most people's completion of the newbie level, their average points should be around 30 to 70 points. He already had a slight advantage.
He suddenly noticed that his "Death Rewind" skill was not displayed on the data board.
...Exclusive skill?
He confirmed his speculation—this was a secret known only to himself, although he didn't know where it came from.
He thought of one possibility.
—Perhaps, even the unknown mastermind behind the world game doesn't know about this?
After all, this skill is too outrageous, as if it were born to disrupt the balance.
Beside him, a bespectacled boy said, "But we don't know the specific timing... But it's definitely not okay to be locked up in a place like this. Let's get out of here quickly."
There were six people in this group, besides the big man at the beginning, there was also a bespectacled boy. Other than that, there was a girl still wearing a school uniform, a middle-aged man in a suit, and a cold-looking woman in a professional attire.
...A standard configuration indeed.
Alger secretly ridiculed, while this group was still confused, he had already accessed the so-called skill purchase interface for the first time.
[Now entering the skill acquisition section.]
[Detecting that the player has completed the SS-tier perfect clearance, the probability of obtaining advanced skills has greatly increased. The cost for one acquisition is 120 points. Do you choose to proceed?]
He clicked yes, and saw a skill icon appear in the skill bar.
[Acquired Epic (Red-tier) Potential Skill: Cloning (Evolutionary)]
[Cloning Lv1 (Mana Cost: 80): At the cost of one-third of your own strength, you can create a clone.
The clone has the same strength as the original body. If the clone dies, the original body's strength will be restored.
The original body can retrieve the clone by touching it, or choose to let the clone explode directly.
The clone's combat power is directly related to the spirit.]
[Note: Skill potential ranges from low to high, with potential levels being: Common (White-tier), Advanced (Green-tier), Rare (Blue-tier), Epic (Red-tier), Legendary (Purple-tier).]
After looking at the remaining 100 points, he chose to fish in the A-tier skill pool, using up 80 points.
[Acquired Rare (Blue-tier) Potential Skill: Annihilation (Evolutionary)]
[Annihilation Lv1 (Mana Cost: Variable): The area touched by your fingers can be dissolved by annihilation energy, with the power depending on the mana input.]
He spent the remaining 20 points on four-dimensional attribute points, each point costing 10 points. After adding one point to strength and one point to spirit, he closed the store.
[Congratulations to the player for breaking through ten points in spirit!]
[Basic Skill Acquired: Spiritual Resistance.]
[Mind Resistance Level 1: Passive skill, you have a certain resistance to mental attacks from others.]
The store section hasn't opened yet. Alger took a last glance at the panel, confirming his combat power to be 188.
At this moment, the bespectacled boy seemed eager to take on the role of "sage" within the team and immediately began analyzing: "Though we're unsure what crisis we may face, our priority should be finding a way out—our current location likely resembles a prison or something similar. Forcing the door open definitely won't work, as our current combat power isn't at that level yet. Mine is 86. I think for now, we should try to communicate..."
"Do you guys know what's going on here?" the middle-aged man interrupted, looking somewhat puzzled. "Is this an apocalypse like those volcanic eruptions at the end of the world?"
The boy in glasses was interrupted, seeming to want to say more, but just watched as Alger strode straight towards the iron railing.
"Hey, it's unclear what's happening now, don't wander off!" the boy in glasses shouted, but watched as Alger's finger brushed against the heavy door lock, followed by the sound of "clunk—" from the railing.
The door opened.
With a flick of his finger, Alger walked straight out and left.
"..."
The others looked at each other in astonishment, and then the big man blurted out:
"...How did he get out?"
Meanwhile, the white-collar woman glanced around the surroundings and then turned to leave.
"Hey, where are you going? Don't go alone!" The big man stared at her for a long time, then hurriedly called out to pull her back.
"Swish!"
A bright silver dagger lay horizontally between the two.
The white-collar woman showed a warning look: "We've only been transported together, but it wasn't specified as a team." She held the dagger, her eyes alert. "Come any closer, don't blame me for being impolite."
The big man panted heavily, looking incredulous, but didn't move forward directly.
"Wait a minute." The boy in glasses wanted to maintain this team and still vie for the position of captain: "Look, the apocalypse is imminent, and there's strength in numbers. It's reckless for one person to leave now, especially when you're all young..."
"Can I give up?" Suddenly, the trembling girl raised her hand, tears filling her eyes. "Didn't they say we could just be spectators...? I don't want to take risks... I want to go back..."
"—Only suicide can make you a spectator." Alger, who had just walked out, turned back. "Do you want to commit suicide?"
"I, I..." The girl shook her head desperately, unsure of what to say.
Seeing the white-collar woman leave, the big man immediately shifted his focus, protecting the trembling girl: "Don't be afraid. Speaking of which, my niece is the same age as you. I don't know where she is now, whether she's scared or not... We'll protect you next. Just stick with us—oh, by the way, what exactly is your ability?"
"I, my ability is..." The unsuspecting girl revealed all her information.
Alger turned and left.
Just now, he had received the unique tasks assigned to each player.
[Welcome all players to the first world!]
[World Name: End of Days]
[——Plot hint: "This city holds such clear hope. Independent of individual life, the 'great' hope that values the greater good over the lesser good."]
[Story Background: Longguo City X (Because all players are entering the game for the first time, they will automatically comprehend the local language during the game, which will be canceled after the game ends.)]
[Basic task for all players: Survive, live until the fifteenth day]
[Advanced task: Find the antibody]
[Perfect clearance: Deduce the secret of the outbreak of the end of days, achieve TE ending·Rescue/Unable to rescue. (There are currently two possible endings in this world, which will be changed based on player behavior.)]
[Five days until the end of days]
...Advanced tasks seem to be reserved for only a few high-level players. Perfect completion seems even more remote.
Even the basic task just requires staying alive.
It's evident that the survival difficulty in this world will be extremely high.
Admittedly, in an apocalyptic world, people gather together more, but the premise is that your teammates aren't liabilities, pushing you off a cliff in a critical moment.
Judging from the performance of those two men just now, this team isn't very cohesive and lacks trust. That intelligent white-collar woman must have noticed this too.
...
[White Pardon: Hey? You seem pretty relaxed.]
Suddenly, a barrage floated leisurely across the top of his field of vision.
This was probably from a deceased player, now turned into an audience member with all points and abilities wiped out, randomly stumbling upon his livestream.
Through interaction with this viewer, Alger learned that those eliminated to become viewers couldn't adventure temporarily unless they earned a certain number of points by watching streams, writing guides, making videos, or participating in forums. And they also had to wait until the next world began.
Barrages must not leak useful information about world copies and players, nor should they report movements or whereabouts. At most, they serve as a way of recognition.
The livestream interface resembled a regular livestream platform, with higher popularity streams placed in front.
This viewer probably died in an attack today and randomly clicked into his livestream.
[There's not much popularity here. Why not change the name of your livestream? That way, you'll attract more people.]the viewer suggested. [Highly popular livestreams eventually receive point rewards, and having more people can also help you come up with ideas. After all, there aren't many adventurers, and everyone doesn't want to die over and over again. It relies on people like you who are willing to take on tasks.]
Alger couldn't see other people's livestreams, only his own livestream name, popularity, and barrages.
He hadn't changed the name of his livestream yet, just a plain one called "Alger's Livestream."
Alger found it interesting. "How do you think it should be changed?"
[Currently, the most popular ones are mostly small teams, consisting of some famous stars or wilderness survival experts from earth. The titles are varied, mostly about slaughtering zombies or something. You could come up with something attractive.]
Alger thought for a moment and changed the name to "World Game, Online Vacation."
He tried it out and found that the livestream content could be switched, allowing him to restrict what viewers could see and even shut it off at crucial moments. After all, running a livestream couldn't show everything, that wouldn't be good. What if something like the Mic Guy happened...
''You seem pretty relaxed. Your performance in the newbie level seems good, right?'' the viewer said. ''When I return to adventure one day, you've got to take me along—you be the legs, and I'll be the fists! We'll kick bosses and punch organizers!''
Adventurer players and viewers actually have a symbiotic relationship.
Viewers provide advice to adventurer players, helping them earn more points. Adventurer players also provide material for viewers to write guides, helping them earn points through other means.
During the time Alger spoke with this sole viewer, the popularity of his livestream gradually increased, with sporadic barrage comments starting to appear. But Alger didn't pay too much attention to the livestream for now.
The situation in front of him was more important—this was the end of days.
He stepped out of the prison and saw on the left a long, deep path with dim lights hanging on both sides, and a faint light flickering ahead.
To the right was an abyss-like path, with no brightness in between, as dark as an endless abyss.
He walked towards the right, along the rough walls, and entered a completely dark room.
The room was quiet, with only the sound of a clock ticking away.
"Swish!" A flash of knife light passed through his field of vision. Alger raised his hand, pinching the attacker's arm accurately.
In the darkness, neither side could see each other clearly. Alger raised his foot for a knee strike, but was abruptly slapped around the waist by the opponent, suddenly losing balance and being pinned down.
A cold blade lay across his neck, and the opponent's breath sprayed onto his face. He opened his eyes, gradually adjusting to the darkness, meeting a pair of narrow eyes.
...
[World Game·Current Players: 1,117,676,882]