Either climb to the peak over the corpses of countless creatures, becoming an entity that sits at the head of the "table," using strength to set your own ga rules.
Or beco the scraps between the teeth of the strong, completely obliterated before you even have ti to wail.
The Monster World is not a cradle of tenderness but an arena paved with bones.
He has seen too many clans march towards destruction in their developnt, their final monts of grandeur lacking any sympathy.
In such a world, giving up is equivalent to suicide.
If you do not wish to climb, naturally other clans will step on your spine to climb upwards.
If you wish to live peacefully in a corner, sooner or later you will beco the ant crushed in soone else’s territorial expansion.
The Destiny Clan has survived until today not by luck, but by the obsession ingrained in their bones and blood from every generation.
They must beco stronger, must stand even higher, must beco the entity capable of sitting at the table to eat.
All the clan branches roam the Monster World, earning Rule-derived Energy through equivalent exchanges, all for the future of the clan.
That is why he so desperately desires this Player Qualification.
While it’s a form of entertainnt in the eyes of Earth players, to him, it is the entry ticket to transform from food to diner.
It’s the opportunity to transcend the savage survival rules of the Monster World.
As long as Emperor God grants his blessing, they can completely break free from their struggle, embarking on a path leading straight to the peak battlefield.
The last ten minutes are a fork in the road where fate turns towards the light.
If drawn, the Destiny Clan can climb this thread to reach the High-dinsional God, touching the edge of the supre garnt.
"Five more minutes."
At this mont, Ming Yun’s voice arose in the Spirit Network, interrupting Life Throat’s thoughts.
This follower who once doubted his decision to descend to Earth now spoke with a quivering voice, unable to hide his excitent.
Regaining his senses, Life Throat realized his silver robe was already soaked in cold sweat.
He had long forgotten the last ti he sweated from nervousness.
He looked up at the sky, his gaze piercing through the transparent barrier of Destiny Tower, sweeping towards the clouds.
As if he could see the indifferent eyes of the High-dinsional God through the clouds, the emotions rising in his heart mingled with fear of the unknown and the resolve to bet everything.
It was like a never-before-seen gamble, but not an equivalent gamble.
The outco was not 50%.
Victory or defeat resided in the mind of the High-dinsional God.
He took a deep breath, pressing the scroll of "Destiny" tightly against his chest, as though he could draw strength from its flowing spells.
Tension wrapped around his Heart Core like vines, tightening more and more.
Even if the next second would have the Heart Core leap from his chest, he must stand here, waiting for the mont that decides fate to arrive.
The countdown entered the last minute.
"Prepare."
A simple command spread through Destiny City via the Spirit Network.
All clan mbers collectively drew a deep breath, their hands shaking uncontrollably as they grasped the mouse connected to the terminal.
Life Throat also slowly closed his eyes at this mont.
At this mont, he was no longer the exalted Life Master of the Destiny Clan, but an ordinary creature waiting for God’s favor along with his clan.
All desires would be divided in these short seconds.
"Begin."
When the countdown reached zero, at his command, all Destiny Clan mbers clicked at the fastest speed.
Without calculating network transmission speed, the lottery speed of the thirty thousand Destiny Clan people could rank at the forefront.
Suddenly, the sa prompt appeared on all monitors:
[Identity-bound account has applied for qualification acquisition, please wait patiently: drawing will begin in 59 minutes and 59 seconds.]
During the countdown, the moonlight was unknowingly covered by dark clouds.
The entire Destiny City was enveloped in a peculiar atmosphere, thirty thousand Transcendent creatures as restless as mortal students awaiting exam results.
Emotions were beyond control.
Even making them feel restless.
Recently, a Special Life Soul was added to the Life Soul Library that filled them with joy: Strong Luck.
Misfortune Strong Luck, if they could enter the Monster World, they didn’t dare imagine how happy they could be.
But before obtaining the qualification, all imagined in the mind is just an illusory bubble.
Countdown to the last 30 minutes.
Young clan mbers, unable to contain themselves, began pacing unknowingly in the room.
Countdown to the last minute.
Crystal Stone in Destiny Tower suddenly glowed with dazzling light.
Life Throat took a deep breath and slowly raised his Right Hand.
The Spirit Network of thirty thousand clan mbers was completely synchronized at this mont, like a fully drawn Bowstring, beginning to chant the Destiny Clan’s prayer oath.
At the mont the countdown reached zero, the tension in all Destiny Clan mbers’ hearts reached the extre.
Eyes fixed unwaveringly on the screen, not daring to slacken in the slightest.
Life Throat, too, clenched his fist, his eyes staring at the screen.
In the center of the dazzling radiance blooming on the screen, a line of scarlet characters popped up:
[Congratulations, you have successfully obtained Player Qualification, identity information bound, please activate usage in the Monster World within one hour.]
"Hahaha."
Laughter burst uncontrollably from his throat.
The sa laughter rang out in different areas of the clan land, mixed with sighs of disappointnt.
"How many clan mbers obtained qualifications." Life Throat suppressed his joyous emotions to question excitedly.
Facing inquiry, the clan mbers who drew qualifications spoke up in the Spirit Network.
After statistics, Life Throat pleasantly discovered that this round of qualification distribution included a total of 32 clan mbers who obtained Player Qualification.
Though the number isn’t large, it proves they can obtain qualifications from each round of distribution.
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