The Pale Continent is just one of the areas where a small portion of the Blue Lantern Clan operates.
They are also a purer form of rule-derived life than the Destiny Clan.
At this mont, it is almost certain of its guess.
The beings of this Small World project their consciousness to descend into Monster World through so ans.
Although their bodies in the Small World are weak, even if all the beings in the world were sent to Monster World, it is highly likely they wouldn't survive a day.
But this race possesses trendous warfare potential in Monster World.
There they have a pure body that can grow infinitely and can gain growth through slaughter.
The Life Soul Library on Monster World's official website, if it guessed correctly, should be the Rule Library.
Each Life Soul inside is an independent rule.
And these weak beings have sohow woven a terrifying system frawork in Monster World by combining rules, causing the effectiveness of rules to stack.
What is unbelievable is that under this frawork, all the rules have no independent rule-derived logic.
Under normal circumstances, different rules have different energy-derived logic.
The Destiny Clan it belongs to must produce rule energy through equivalent exchange.
The Reverse Tide Army must obtain rule-derived energy through warfare.
The Soul Returning Clan must nurture rule-derived energy through possession and parasitism, and so on.
But the forces that call themselves the Player Clan have unified the way to produce rule energy with the rule-level abilities they control.
And that is hunting, slaughter.
This aspect is very similar to the Black Tide.
The rules of the Black Tide are nurous, among which the most explicit rule is: devour.
Similarly, they can acquire rule-derived energy, Black Tide Energy, through slaughter and devouring.
At this mont, the white-haired girl, having changed her clothes, walked barefoot on the floor, holding a pet nutrition paste as she approached it:
"Haven't eaten for a few days, right? Go ahead, rebellious ghost."
Life Throat coldly watched as she squeezed out a lump of foul-slling pink paste and pushed it to the front of the cage, expecting a reaction.
The nutrition paste emanated a pungent synthetic sll of inferior substances.
In the face of this scene, Life Throat's consciousness was instantly flooded.
But it still resisted the urge to slap her to death.
This world is much more terrifying than it imagined.
It still wants to reclaim the restricted chips through negotiation and cannot reveal its identity before fully investigating the truth of this world.
For the future, Life Throat endured the disgust and bent down to lick a bit.
Instantly, emotions twisted violently deep within its consciousness.
The taste was even more nauseating than the filthiest swamp in Monster World.
Why? Did you go out partying for a few days and now you've beco picky about food?
With that, the white-haired girl raised an eyebrow:
"Hurry up and eat. You're not allowed out until you finish."
The whiskers of the orange cat possessed by Life Throat twitched, but it still forced itself to swallow mouthful by mouthful.
Every gulp felt like enduring torture.
This substance was akin to a poisonous pollutant; it had never eaten anything so dreadful since its birth.
It was like licking a filthy swamp pool.
The girl leaned closer to the cage then, her arm passing through the cage bars, her fingertips gently brushing over its back:
"Good~"
This touch made Life Throat's fur bristle completely.
What humiliation!
But after the emotional upheaval, it chose to endure.
Finally, the torture ended, and the white-haired girl returned to the computer desk.
1 hour later.
The girl exclaid cheerfully:
"The Little Black House confinent is over."
She then got up and slipped once more into the ga pod.
As the pod door slowly closed, the nutrient fluid gradually subrged the girl's face.
The lights of neural connections lit up one by one, and her consciousness once again sank into Monster World.
With the girl now oblivious to changes in the outside world, a silver gleam flickered in Life Throat's cat eyes.
Imdiately, the cage door silently slid open, and it leaped out lightly, its paw pads landing on the floor without making a sound.
Returning to the computer, Life Throat skillfully used spiritual power to control the mouse.
As the screen lit up, it followed the previous steps to open a webpage and enter a forum.
Curious, it continued to browse through the posts.
Throughout this process, it gradually gained a more detailed understanding of these beings who called themselves the Player Clan.
In fact, this group is unaware that they have arrived in Monster World through consciousness shifting.
They all think it's just a ga.
This is why even in the face of Horror Black Tide or Combat Insect Race, players can maintain a fearless attitude.
They even regard these top forces as sources of fun.
But this discovery made Life Throat suddenly realize sothing.
Who exactly is the entity behind weaving all this?
This question, when thought through in detail, is terrifying.
To package the real Monster World as a ga, and to turn the Reverse Tide Army, Horror Black Tide, Combat Insect Race... those that can easily destroy worlds into huntable monsters in the ga.
It simply couldn't imagine the power required.
This question, when deeply examined, leads to a shiver-inducing conclusion.
One of the most powerful abilities of the players, aside from the Rule Library represented by the Star Vein,
is an "Undying and Undying" trait.
According to the information provided on the forum, this ability is so formidable that not even the Black Tide or Insect Race can completely wipe out the players.
After just one hour, which ans the end of what players call "Little Black House confinent ti", they can resurrect without any damage.
This rule-level power allows players to explore and hunt in Monster World without fear of death, with a ga-like ntality.
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