Wang Zichen paused, took a sip from his cup, then continued—
"Speaking of this, there's an important rule in [Doomsday Descent] that everyone knows—"
"If every single player in a Doomsday Event dies—"
"That apocalypse will descend upon reality."
"What?!"
Hearing this, Mu Chenyi's pupils suddenly contracted.
"If all players in [Doomsday Descent] die…"
"The Doomsday Event will manifest in the real world?!"
Seeing his reaction,
Wang Zichen nodded slightly, then continued—
"The highest level of all—
"Is the Extinction-Level Doomsday."
"Ever since the authorities intervened in [Doomsday Descent]—"
"Only one Extinction-Level Doomsday has ever been recorded."
"The 'Lunar Impact' apocalypse, ten years ago."
"That time, the only survivor—"
"Was a single astronaut, who managed to live through the collapse of Blue Star."
"Because of him—"
"That Doomsday Event never reached reality."
Hearing this,
Mu Chenyi felt his heart skip a beat.
Ten years ago…
He was only twelve years old.
That year, the Moon almost crashed into Blue Star?!
The thought alone made his hair stand on end!
"But—"
"There's also a rumor that's been circulating for years…"
Wang Zichen suddenly lowered his voice.
"They say that decades ago—"
"There was another Extinction-Level Doomsday."
"That time—"
"Not a single player survived to the end."
"Every last one of them died."
"And yet—"
"To this day…"
"That Doomsday has still not arrived in reality."
The moment his words fell,
The room fell into silence.
Both Mu Chenyi and Chen Wan'er held their breath.
After a long pause—
Mu Chenyi finally forced out a question.
"What kind of Extinction-Level Doomsday was that?"
"Why hasn't it arrived yet?"
"Or…"
"Is the whole 'Doomsday Descending into Reality' thing just a myth?"
"I don't know either."
Wang Zichen's expression turned solemn.
"The government has classified that Doomsday Event."
"If you ever get the chance to join the higher ranks,
"Maybe you'll learn the truth someday."
Then—
With a sudden grin, he added—
"But honestly—"
"With your prophetic ability, the government would love to have you."
"They're always desperate for people with prophecy-type skills."
"So if you ever join them…
"Don't forget about your old pals, alright?"
Mu Chenyi didn't respond immediately.
But before he could process that thought—
Wang Zichen dropped another bombshell.
"By the way—"
"The most powerful thing about prophecy-type skills—"
"Is that no matter what kind of Doomsday Event a player is in—"
"Prophecy skills are never restricted."
Mu Chenyi's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Restricted?"
"That's right."
Wang Zichen's gaze darkened.
"Some Doomsday Events have unique rules."
"In certain scenarios, combat-type skills are severely weakened—"
"Or outright disabled."
"And not just combat skills—
"Even many support-type abilities get restricted."
"For example—"
"There was once a Doomsday Event called 'Red Light, Green Light.'"
"In that event, every player was reduced to an ordinary human."
"No one could use any skills at all."
"But…
"That restriction didn't apply to prophecy-type abilities."
"Because prophecy abilities…"
"Can be used under any circumstances."
"Are prophecy-type skills really that rare?" Mu Chenyi asked curiously.
"Rare? Heh, rare doesn't even begin to describe it..." Wang Zichen let out a dry chuckle.
"In all of Huaxia, every single player with a prophecy-type skill is practically a nationally protected asset."
"During every Doomsday Event, the government prioritizes protecting these players—"
"Making sure they minimize the use of their Revive Tokens as much as possible."
There was a hint of envy in Wang Zichen's tone.
"Speaking of which, is the Revive Token itself a rare item?"
Hearing this, Mu Chenyi's interest immediately piqued.
"Revive Tokens aren't considered too rare compared to most high-level skills."
Wang Zichen shook his head slightly.
"Besides, as long as you survive a Doomsday Event—"
"The reward pool almost always includes Revive Tokens."
"Even after returning to reality—"
"You can purchase Revive Tokens using accumulated points."
Hearing this, Mu Chenyi secretly sighed in relief.
"So I can earn more Revive Tokens later on…"
Just knowing he had a chance to replenish them made him feel a little more secure.
After all—
That glaring "0" in his Revive Token slot wasn't a pleasant sight.
"Ding-dong!"
Just as the three were about to discuss their next move—
The doorbell suddenly rang!
Both Mu Chenyi and Chen Wan'er immediately jumped to their feet—
Their eyes snapping toward the entrance like a reflex.
Only Wang Zichen remained completely calm.
"Relax, it's just the cleaning lady."
"She's getting old, and her memory isn't great…
"You two need to stop overreacting."
"As long as you control your facial expressions—"
"This Doomsday Event is practically zero risk!"
As he spoke, Wang Zichen casually stepped forward to open the door.
"Wait a second!"
Mu Chenyi stopped him.
He rushed ahead, pressing his eye against the peephole—
Looking outside.
As expected—
It was the cleaning lady.
But—
It was the exact same cleaning lady from his previous Death Replay—
The one who had ripped the toilet in half with her bare hands!
"What is it? Something wrong?" Wang Zichen asked.
Mu Chenyi pondered for a moment before speaking—
"In the future I saw—"
"This cleaning lady tore apart your so-called 'well-hidden' underground entrance."
"She snapped your toilet in half."
Wang Zichen: "..."
A brief silence.
"However—"
"That only happened because Chen Wan'er and I exposed our identities as humans."
"Right now, this cleaning lady shouldn't know that we're human."
"So—"
"You could still consider letting her in."
Hearing this—
Wang Zichen hesitated for a moment.
Then, he made his decision.
They needed to maintain their roles as "humans playing along" in this scenario.
Not opening the door would only make the cleaning lady suspicious.
Before unlocking the door, Wang Zichen glanced at them and reminded them again—
"Manage your expressions!"
Then, he put on a fake, eerie smile—
And swung the door open.
"Boss, I'm here to clean the house."
The cleaning lady stepped inside.
Upon seeing Mu Chenyi and Chen Wan'er,
She paused briefly, as if slightly surprised.
But in the next second—
She acted as if nothing was unusual, turning toward Wang Zichen.
"Boss, hand me the keys."
"I'll clean all the rooms for you."
Wang Zichen wordlessly tossed her a keychain.
His villa was enormous. In the past, he had housed numerous servants here. However, every time a Doomsday Event was about to start, he would give all the servants a day off, choosing to stay in the house alone.
This was partly a precaution in case the upcoming Doomsday involved a zombie outbreak.
"Heh, so many rooms… this will take a while to clean."
The cleaning lady chuckled, extending her hand to receive the keychain.
But the moment Mu Chenyi caught sight of her expression—
His heart skipped a beat!
In an instant, he lunged toward Wang Zichen, shouting—
"Watch out!"
"Bang!"
At that exact moment—
The cleaning lady's eyeballs suddenly popped out!
Her iron-grey hands bypassed Wang Zichen's outstretched keys—
And lunged straight for his throat!
In a split second—
Her entire body underwent a terrifying transformation!
Thick green fur erupted from her scalp.
Her frail-looking frame bulged with monstrous muscles, pulsating with inhuman strength.
Worst of all—
Her hands!
Her fingers elongated into razor-sharp claws, resembling the talons of a vengeful specter, each one as sharp as a blade!
Mu Chenyi tackled Wang Zichen to the ground!
The cleaning lady's claws sliced through the air—
Tearing through Mu Chenyi's back instead!
"Rip!"
His clothes shredded apart—
And a bloody gash was left searing across his back!