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Chapter 1276

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[Destiny Card Game]

Han Dong had speculated the meaning of this card game from the very beginning.

Winning or losing was not the key.

First of all, the mysterious creature guarding the door never mentioned anything about 'Only by winning the game can you open the door'.

More importantly.

The other party claimed to be the truth and destiny.

To be able to connect thousands of worlds together through threads and create a deck of cards from different worlds … It could be seen that the other party was not lying. Perhaps it was really the creator of the destiny system, or perhaps a consciousness clone of the creator.

A card game that such a high-end existence had integrated the essence of all the worlds and spent six Universe Years to design.

Han Dong had only been given one hour to study. Was it possible for him to defeat the founder in a game of cards? The answer was impossible. The probability was not even one in a trillion.

Han Dong's speculation about the meaning of the card game was:

Satisfy the creator's spiritual entertainment. If he could get a sense of pleasure in the game, then the opening of the door would be very smooth.

Therefore.

Han Dong formed a plan in his mind.

Put all his brain power into the game. As long as he noticed that the other party revealed an appointment in the game, his goal would be achieved.

At that time, once he felt uncomfortable on the consciousness level, he would slow down the game and lose the game normally.

Han Dong had to ensure that his mental state was suitable for the opening of the door. He could not spend too much energy on the game.

Unexpectedly, an accident happened.

Han Dong was unknowingly immersed in this destiny card game.

This kind of epic chess game that required the brain to operate at high speed and involved one's own experience aroused Han Dong's interest deep in his heart. An interest that could suppress rationality and desire.

As the game became more complicated, the field expanded again and again, various cards interacted with each other, summoning powerful units to suppress the situation, or through buried event cards to guide the direction of the game.

This made his interest grow until he was completely immersed in it.

Even if Han Dong knew that it was impossible to win, he still wanted to go all out, even at the cost of his life, to get the best ending – a draw.

Finally.

He successfully used the loopholes in the game to achieve a draw and at the same time caused the first damage to the other party.

After doing all this, Han Dong no longer had any ability to think. Even if he carried out the calculation of '1 + 1 =?', it would cause his consciousness to collapse.

At the critical moment.

A thread descended from the sky.

At the moment when Han Dong's consciousness was about to collapse, he performed a 'stable suture'.



After an unknown period of time.

When Han Dong opened his eyes again, the chessboard in front of him had all been removed. All the cards that represented Han Dong's experience had also been retrieved.

He was sitting cross-legged, facing the mysterious creature head-on, maintaining a distance of one tile from it.

The mysterious man's finger twitched slightly.

The thread that had penetrated Han Dong's body was pulled back into his hand. A mouth appeared on the pure white face, and two rows of white teeth corresponded to a smile of favor.

"Your body of consciousness has been completely restored. Thank you for bringing us such a wonderful game, especially the last step. It was simply too wonderful."

"I used a loophole in the rules to force a draw. This is the best I can do … Of course, if I had more time to study the rules of the game, I might have been able to play even better."

"Oh? Could it get any better?

Forget it … You have to go through an important opening ceremony, and I just repaired your consciousness. It's not good to leave you here to continue playing cards.

Next time, when you come here as a whole, I'll play cards with you again … I have a good impression of you, so don't let me down.

This is a personal gift from me. It represents my satisfaction with the game. I hope you can make good use of it.

Keep moving forward, human! "

The black silhouette of the white life disappeared, leaving a 'fleshy capsule' on the floor.

Its function was unknown.

Since it was a reward for the current occasion, it must be related to the opening of the door.

If Han Dong reported this to the executives or other people who opened the door of fate, everyone would be shocked … Because, today, no one living in the Black Tower had ever received such a 'gift'.

"It seems that you are indeed the creator of the fate system. My consciousness that was about to collapse was repaired in time, and even completely recovered.

My current state is not much different from when I first came here. Even the 'breadth' of my consciousness, 'thinking ability', and 'perception' have expanded a lot because of the game.

However, I was also a bit reckless … I don't know if it was the side effect of madness that led me to be unable to extricate myself from the game, or the game itself made me want to give up everything in this game.

Forget it! Prepare to open the door! "

His mind jumped out of the game just now, and his vision returned to the Gate of Truth in front of him.

He picked up the 'fleshy capsule' and temporarily put it in his pocket.

Two hands fell on the surface of the huge and heavy door at the same time.

Just when Han Dong was thinking about how to open the door, the door unexpectedly opened inwards by itself.

"Could it be! The game just now also corresponds to the 'key' used to open the door? As long as I seriously play a game with the creator, the door will open? "

Before Han Dong could think carefully.

A burst of cheerful and pleasant music came from the door.

Behind the [Gate of Truth] was actually a large amusement park.

To be precise, it should be an amusement park filled with a strong sense of death that provided 'death entertainment' for the dead.

At the moment when he set foot here, Han Dong saw two kinds of death facilities that could not appear in human society.

"Body Collider" – Tourists with smiley faces were tied to both sides of the collider. Through the constant acceleration of collision, the tourists' bodies collided head-on until all of them died.

The tourists with broken bodies could still move. The fragmented bodies were assembled in a short time and continued to participate in the next activity.

Moreover, the tourists did not care whether the body parts belonged to them or not, as long as they could be assembled.

"Scream Haunted House" – Through the surveillance screen in front of the haunted house, the staff acting as ghosts and demons inside were brutally slaughtering the tourists.

After the tourists experienced death in the haunted house, they could apply to stay as a temporary staff and get the opportunity to slaughter other tourists.

At the same time, it was important to note that.

The tourists who were enjoying death here were all 'faceless people'. They used watercolor pens to draw facial features on their faces, and most of them used exaggerated smiles to express their love for the amusement park.

Han Dong, who entered here, also returned to his original state.

Braised egg head, mummy left arm, mutated right arm, and black whirlpool torso.

At this time, the loudspeakers hanging on different ride facilities played an extremely important broadcast:

"The Abyss Roller Coaster is checking tickets, only for this trip. Tourists who have not checked tickets must seize the opportunity."

After drawing a bright red smiley face with his right index finger, Han Dong ran straight to the roller coaster ticket gate deep in the amusement park.

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