A new world dock appeared.
It was dim and shattered, the remains of a world that had already died.
A black tide of players surged toward it instantly, easily over a thousand of them. In the blink of an eye, the dock was packed like a holiday tourist hotspot.
Rita did not move. From a distance, she used Romantic Tourist on the dock, trying to mark it.
Marking failed. Everything on the river of ti cannot be recorded.
The second plan was eliminated as well. Even an advanced version of the skill could not mark it. She could not use Romantic Tourist to teleport back near the war cruise ship.
With no real hope, she turned and used Romantic Tourist on the war cruise ship behind her.
The result was the sa.
Marking failed. Everything on the river of ti cannot be recorded.
She urgently needed an anchor that would let her return. Maybe Cat’s Ideal could solve this?
As long as Cat’s Ideal stayed with the war cruise ship, she could sense the cat ship and know where the cruise ship was.
But the river of ti shifted too fast, filled with uncertainty.
Just as she could not instantly jump to a precise location to find Lightchaser’s soul fla amid rapidly flickering coordinates, she could not return near the war cruise ship through these unstable points either.
Chaos had already broken out over there. After just a few seconds of fighting, at least seventy percent of the players began surging back in a mass. As they rushed back, they shot accusing looks at BS Rita.
Why are you not coming?
Soon after, the remaining players also returned.
The moon above the world dock vanished.
Everyone quickly found the player who had obtained it.
Marmang Lulumi.
It was chewing on a pinecone.
Rita walked to the balcony, casually resting her hand on the railing as she looked over as well. She was curious too. She wanted the answer.
Heads popped out from every balcony, all watching a sea squirrel eat a nut.
BS Crab shouted, "Lulumi! This is your spotlight mont. Eat faster!"
Marmang Lulumi fell silent.
It finished eating, stood there quietly for a long while, and nothing happened.
And above the ti dock that was still slowly approaching, the half moon that had vanished appeared once more.
Marmang Lulumi had failed to obtain it.
Was it because of skill compatibility, or sothing else?
All eyes turned toward the lantern floating beside BS Rita.
BS Rita smiled. Her brows relaxed, her expression open and calm.
She said cheerfully, "Looks like they only belong to ."
The gazes coming from both sides instantly heated up a hundredfold. Dawn Cicada looked ready to hang her up and whip her. Maple Syrup looked like she wanted to stab through her heart a few more tis.
But that line, arrogant as it was, did not mark the beginning of so grand conquest.
Or rather, Rita had already foreseen how difficult things would beco next, so she had thrown out those harsh words in advance.
If she did not say them now, she would not get the chance later.
In the ti that followed, she tried to turn that moon into a golden apple and seize it. But no matter whether she hid in the shadow world or blinked back, players intercepted her with all kinds of bizarre skills.
She truly could not use skills on other players, but there were countless workarounds.
Physical interception followed by brute force theft, altering ti flow to snatch it from her hands, targeting the golden apple itself instead of BS Rita, and more.
Every ti, it was Nivalis’s Tail Tip that barely salvaged the situation.
Rita also tried summoning the cat ship with Cat’s Ideal, then using Romantic Tourist or Portal on the ship.
Still useless.
And once she blinked elsewhere, exactly as she had feared, she could not return in ti amid the flashing coordinates.
She tried everything she could.
Until even Nivalis’s Tail Tip was sealed.
Rita sat cross legged on the balcony, staring blankly.
Players on this side of the ship did not leave. Everyone interested in this item stayed locked in a stalemate with BS Rita.
For the first ti, she felt it with absolute clarity.
She was no longer so small figure who could hide in a corner and grow quietly.
Every move she made, every choice she took, everything she obtained would be scrutinized over and over by all players.
What she wanted, even if others did not understand it at all, would still be treated as a priceless treasure.
"She consud a world’s regret."
That was BS’s answer.
It did not know what she had experienced in her dream, let alone what collecting World Sigh might bring.
And according to BS, all worlds loaded the sa information database. What it knew, other worlds knew as well.
That ant the most detailed answer those players fixated on her could obtain was likely the sa as hers.
Oh. BS Rita ate the lingering regret and obsession of a world.
Nothing more.
Yet even that sparked vigilance, fear, and greed.
She sat under surveillance until dawn.
When ga ti began, she found Lightchaser and Ash Cinders.
Without any preamble, she asked, "What if I lose the bet?"
Lightchaser did not know the context, and she did not ask. The words sounded anxious, but the apprentice’s eyes were shockingly bright.
There were many monts in Binast worth rembering for a lifeti.
But what surfaced in Lightchaser’s mind now was a mundane, almost ordinary scene.
The mont she sealed the apprentice’s Wrathful Moon and told her, "It will not stop and wait for you."
It will not stop and wait for .
BS Rita’s voice pulled Lightchaser back.
She said nearly the exact sa words.
She did not wait for an answer, only repeated, "It will not stop and wait for ."
As if trying to convince herself she was right, or comforting herself so she would not collapse under the pressure.
Ash Cinders stepped forward and hugged the apprentice, patting her back like soothing a child.
"I bet you win," she said.
The apprentice hugged her back tightly, burying her face against Ash Cinders’s neck. Ash Cinders felt warmth there, but when the apprentice pulled away, everything looked normal again.
She waved to her two teachers, then sprinted toward the stern.
For the first ti, she made a decision that went completely against her nature.
When everything was still unclear, she chose to chase the unknown.
She had no other choice.
As long as she stayed on the war cruise ship, every day carried her closer to a guaranteed loss.
Even if she reached first place through Dawn Cicada, if her divine talent did not evolve, the bet would still be lost. And staying on the ship ant she could not collect World Sigh.
Even if those players sohow gave up their attempts to seize it, she would still have to stand on the ship, staring at the end of the river of ti, foolishly waiting for one broken dock after another, never knowing when they would appear.
But if she left, she could collect World Sigh efficiently and quickly.
Among all possible endings she had seen, this was the only viable path.
She could, of course, wait until this Divine Ga ended before collecting them.
But by then, it might already be aningless.
She still had ti. She still had ti.
Players quitting did not an the Divine Ga was over. A Divine Ga truly ended only when settlent began.
A luxurious cat ship in platinum colors appeared beside the war cruise ship, wildly out of place with the Adjudicator’s usual style.
Amid the players’ shouts and murmurs, she jumped aboard without looking back and sailed off in the direction the war cruise ship had co from.
Player BS Rita has voluntarily withdrawn from this Divine Ga.
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