【Perfect Completion Reward: Free Body Restoration. Please relax.】
That was the last ssage he saw.
As soon as the words appeared, a wave of exhaustion crashed over Lu Ce, too overwhelming to resist.
His consciousness faded into darkness.
Ding ding ding ding~~
Lu Ce wasn’t sure how much ti had passed.
It could’ve been hours—or just minutes.
But suddenly, his alarm was blaring in his ears.
He jolted awake.
A familiar dimly lit room.
A familiar 10-square-ter dormitory washroom.
A familiar moldy corner on the wall.
And on the bedside table—his old second-hand Redmi phone.
His heart skipped a beat.
He imdiately looked down.
Both legs—intact.
“…Was it a dream?”
It felt so real.
He let out a sigh—part relief, part disappointnt.
Absentmindedly, he reached out to turn off his alarm.
BANG!
A loud, thunderous noise echoed through the room.
Startled fully awake, Lu Ce quickly switched on the light.
On his **bed fra—**a deep dent.
If not for the mattress cushioning it, his cheap old phone would’ve been shattered beyond repair.
His heart pounded.
A thought flashed through his mind.
He snatched his phone, connected to the dorm WiFi, and opened a social dia app.
Right below the search bar, the top trending topic blazed in fiery red letters.
—CHOSEN’S PARADISE, THE GLOBAL GA!
The number of searches? 1.8 billion.
For comparison—the highest trending topic in history had only ever reached 40 million.
1.8 billion?!
No celebrity, no PR firm, would ever dare to fabricate such an outrageous number.
Lu Ce tapped in.
News articles flooded the screen.
📰 "Mass disappearances at midnight. Air Canada flight crashes—pilot and co-pilot vanished mid-flight."
📰 "Mysterious live broadcasts appearing on phones, computers—even directly on people's retinas. Cannot be closed."
📰 "Australian man demonstrates superpowers, claims to be a Perfect Clearance Player. Declares himself future world ruler."
📰 "Many claim to be ‘chosen’ but state entry into the ga is voluntary."
📰 "Experts suggest mass fraud; police investigating. Authorities urge real participants to co forward."
Official news outlets.
Not conspiracy blogs, not rumors.
This was real.
And the earliest report?
Less than 20 hours ago.
Yet the entire world was already consud by it.
The entire front page was flooded with discussions about the ga.
Nothing else mattered anymore.
Content creators and self-proclaid "experts" were scrambling to analyze every clue.
For the **first ti in human history—**the world was witnessing change.
A global shift.
And Lu Ce?
He was among the first to experience it.
No—he was the FIRST.
📰 "According to player interviews, after the first ga ended, a ‘screen’ appeared in their eyes. They can access it at will with their thoughts."
📰 "dical tests on volunteer players show no abnormalities in brain or eye structure."
Lu Ce’s heart pounded.
He focused—
And just like that, the floating screen appeared before him.
Completely natural.
As easy as moving his own limbs.
On the screen, there were only a few simple lines.
【Rest Mode.】
【For each ga, you may choose to participate as a PLAYER or a SPECTATOR.】
【Of course, we believe the world welcos players. And in the end, players will own the world.】
【Ti until the next ga begins: 47:54:43.】
【This is the Trial of the Gods. Welco to CHOSEN’S PARADISE!】
“…Two days?”
He muttered, analyzing the implications.
According to news reports, ti inside the ga matched real-world ti.
That ant players physically disappeared into another world.
**Not just a virtual experience—**but a true crossover.
Lu Ce frowned.
He kept reading.
Despite being ranked first, he knew almost nothing.
Yet online, other players seed to know a lot more.
…
…Wait.
Didn’t the first ga have an official “guide”?
And he…
Killed her.
Lu Ce stared blankly.
That had been his first ti killing soone.
Yet—he felt no guilt.
No remorse.
Nothing.
And sohow, deep down, he knew—
The world’s moral rules and order were about to be rewritten.
He scrolled through countless discussions.
Then suddenly—
Sh*t! I’m gonna be late!
Snapping back to reality, he jumped out of bed, washed up in five minutes, and bolted out the door.
"Yo, Little Lu! You're up late today. Thought you already left."
The dorm manager, Old Wang, greeted him while cleaning.
Being an orphan, Lu Ce had applied for a poverty grant, allowing him to live in the dorm’s janitor room.
The conditions were awful, but it saved money and avoided unnecessary socializing.
"Yeah, yeah. See you later."
He waved off Old Wang and sprinted toward school.
"Excuse !"
Senior Class 7.
Lu Ce stood at the classroom door.
The air felt different.
There was a restless energy, as if everyone was holding their breath.
The horoom teacher, Mr. Liu, was at the podium.
But instead of lecturing—
The students were chattering among themselves.
Even the teacher wasn’t scolding them.
He was too busy reading his phone.
But the mont Lu Ce spoke—
Silence.
The entire class snapped their heads toward him.
Even Mr. Liu slowly put down his phone.
Five full seconds of dead silence.
Then—
"…Why are you late?"
Lu Ce had never seen his teacher take a tardy this seriously.
After a brief hesitation, he simply replied:
“…Overslept.”
Instantly—
The tension broke.
Students groaned.
Soone even clicked their tongue in disappointnt.
Mr. Liu’s hopeful gaze dimd.
He had thought—maybe his class had produced one of those “Chosen Players.”
The timing lined up perfectly.
But no.
Just an ordinary late student.
Seeing that no one cared anymore, Lu Ce quietly returned to his seat.
The entire senior class had abandoned studying.
Everyone was buzzing with excitent—
Eagerly awaiting the arrival of a new world.
"Ahem. Quiet down, everyone."
"By orders of the school and education departnt—classes are suspended today."
"We need to discuss and organize future plans."
"Even the college entrance exams may be postponed."
"Right now—nothing is more important than ‘that event.’"
The class fell silent.
But instead of fear—
Their eyes burned with excitent.
Mr. Liu took a deep breath.
“…I think you all know what I’m talking about.”
"Chosen’s Paradise."
"Is anyone here... one of the Chosen?"
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