After Perfect Life finished speaking, he sat down and suddenly felt a sense of relief welling up in his heart.
Even the expression on his face relaxed considerably.
Indeed, had he been too fixated?
What he sought to surpass were his own limits, the world's limits, constantly striving to be the strongest. Since when had he started treating others as his benchmarks?
It seed that ever since realizing he was second place, his ntal state had changed. Even entering this ga, he kept thinking about how the world's number one would act.
No more.
He would simply join the ga and experience it firsthand to find out.
Whoever deserves the perfect clearance will get it!
"Oh? You want to take a nap too?" Lu Ce slightly tilted his head to glance at Perfect Life.
"No need. I don't have your superb sleep quality—I can't sleep," Perfect Life chuckled and shook his head. "However, I'm forfeiting my capture turn!"
"I'll play along with you this ti."
"Is that so." Lu Ce shook his head listlessly. "But let remind you, everyone should have their own rhythm. Following soone else's tempo ans you'll never find the right beat."
"Don't misunderstand," Perfect Life said with a carefree smile.
"Right now, I'm not challenging you, nor am I imitating you. You're just a ans to an end."
"I'm challenging myself."
If this were a deathmatch-style ga requiring players to fight each other,
he wouldn't hesitate or hold back in the slightest. Showing rcy against "Sin" in battle would be pure suicide.
But now was different—this was hide-and-seek.
Since Lu Ce could casually forfeit his capture turn, he would try doing the sa!
As for the final outco, he'd adapt as needed.
"Oh." Lu Ce remained seated cross-legged, showing no intention of standing, swaying slightly as he spoke.
anwhile, Perfect Life pulled out a bottle of low-alcohol fruit wine. Watching his remaining ti dip below five minutes, he sat amidst the ruins.
Through the gap Lu Ce had crashed open, he gazed at the streets outside, took a swig, and smiled.
That gaming mindset he'd lost long ago had unexpectedly returned at this mont.
That feeling of challenge, of finding confidence and joy in battles rather than obsessing over the final clearance.
I am Perfect Life.
If I'm truly perfect,
then the perfect clearance will co naturally, won't it?
The two sat there, looking at the city before them—a strangely harmonious scene.
Despite being hunter and prey, they coexisted peacefully!
Occasionally, they even exchanged dryly humorous remarks.
"Sorry about poking a few holes in you earlier."
"Oh... no big deal. Just don't disturb my sleep."
"Got it."
Ti flew by as they conversed.
While all other players cautiously concealed their presence in this space,
the original two hunters—the world's first and second place—
chose collective surrender!
The players in-ga didn't know, but the audience had already exploded.
The interaction and state between these two were utterly abnormal!
This wasn't normal human behavior, and historical records showed no prior connection between them!
What did this an?
Even the Council of Elders fell silent watching this scene.
The Grand Elder stared wordlessly at the screen, observing their peaceful coexistence.
"What... are they doing?"
Was slacking off even allowed?
This certainly broadened their horizons.
And while "Sin" being insane was one thing—his earlier act of killing his own lover had already shocked Dragon Group—
now even Perfect Life, the embodint of everyone's ideals, was acting this way?
What did "playing along" an? What exactly were these two planning to do?!
With no alternative, they could only keep watching.
At this rate, the world's top two might both fail to achieve perfect clearance this round...
[Perfect Life's hunting ti has ended!]
When the twenty minutes elapsed, Perfect Life's turn ended, transforming him into a hider.
[Next hunter... Creator!]
[Please select the next ga scenario.]
This ti, even the ga's announcent voice carried a hint of displeasure.
After the world's first and second place, now ca the third!
Atop an observatory, an astronomical telescope wobbled slightly, transforming into Creator's form.
A blue lens floated in his hand as he gazed distantly toward a certain part of the city—
directly where Lu Ce and Perfect Life were!
"Heh. Young people these days... interesting."
With that, he vanished in a flash,
teleported back to his room to select the scenario.
Facing the ga screen, Creator chuckled, conjuring various bizarre objects in his hands.
Yet his expression grew increasingly amused.
"No need for changes. Keep the previous scenario. Didn't Perfect Life leave it unchanged too?"
"Besides, as a returning veteran who's been away so long, I've no particular concerns about rankings."
"...HAHAHAHAHA! If the youngsters are having fun, why shouldn't I join in?"
Creator laughed uproariously, then sat cross-legged in his room, motionless—entering ditation!
World's third place, surrendering the hunt!
Thus far, humanity's top three combatants—the ranking's top three players—
had all chosen to forfeit their hunting turns!
None knew why, but these three had made this choice.
Dozens of All-Seeing Eyes drifted above the city.
As the third twenty-minute period neared its end, one eye floated before the sports car that Chiyo Eine had transford into.
The eye began carving words into the dirt before it:
"If it's your turn next round..."
"Surrender! Don't hunt!"
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