When Li Xiang returned to the base, Yu Zhitong had already quietly left with the ten legions and her share.
The few people who came to help also boarded the airship one by one, no longer involved in the follow-up matters. Bai Ling looked at the ground through the mechanical window of the airship, her gaze lingering on Li Xiang's desolate figure for a long time.
Baimiya was full, wiped her mouth, and smiled. "Sister Bai Ling, since you're so worried about him, why don't you just stay?"
"We're still members of the Bai family, we can't leave." Bai Ling shook her head, glanced at her, and responded with a smile, "Since you can't bear to leave him, why don't you stay?"
"I, I'm not reluctant!" Baimiya's face was slightly red, and she waved her hand and retreated to the side. "Anyway, we'll go to the player base in the Frozen Continent together in a few days."
"That's true." Bai Ling nodded.
As a prospective player, after the Goddess of Disaster announced the results, they would be gathered together and escorted to the Frozen Continent by a level 9 player. That was the base of all players on the surface. As long as they reached the player sequence, they would be able to obtain a fief. The prospective players would also undergo advancement training there until they successfully reached level 1. After assigning a player support team, they would be able to leave the Frozen Continent and return to the other continents.
A few days later.
The news that Owl and Kong Mu led an army to attack a certain base in the new Polar night, but were killed instead spread throughout the player circle.
Lieutenant General Kong, who had just retired, was fuming with anger. Kong Mu was his most valued son, and he had already reached level 3. The chance of inheriting his mantle in the future was very high, but he died without knowing why.
In order for the Kong family to continue its glory and reach a higher peak, he did not hesitate to break away from the control of the Bai family and join the Ji family. But in less than half a year, the Kong family suffered one blow after another.
The talented descendants of the younger generation were all slaughtered by Li Xiang, and now even the leader of the middle generation died outside.
The Kong family was going to be cut off!
After suffering a great loss, the Kong family had to rely on the help of the Ji family to maintain their current position, let alone going further. Lieutenant General Kong, who was old, had to come out of retirement again to stabilize the family.
It would probably take at least a few decades for him to recover.
However, when he filed a lawsuit to investigate Kong Mu's death, the result was that no other players had participated in the battle.
The New Polar Night Organization, the Giant Dragon King, and the Fairy King from the outside world all denied killing Kong Mu.
Katarina, the most authoritative Level-9 Occult Magician in the Katarass Zhaffy Council, came forward to confirm this conclusion.
Her mysterious eyes could see through all lies, and the results of her investigation were true, causing the Kong family to completely collapse.
At the same time, it also made the other families fearful.
Kong Mu was a level 3 player. It was one thing for a group of quasi-players to work together to kill Owl, but no one would believe that Kong Mu was involved as well.
This meant that in the new Polar night, there were still top-notch non-player combatants who had transcended the rules.
Could it be a disaster?
However, there was no way for humans to communicate with the Calamities. Even the anthropomorphic Calamities wouldn't listen to or help humans.
Kong Mu's death had become a mystery, but many forces didn't dare to underestimate this rising force.
Li Xiang was able to rope in a large number of players, and this alone was enough to make people fearful.
The Jadeite Forest also joined the New Polar night organization. The fact that an ancient race was willing to leave their habitat and live with humans was simply inconceivable.
However, they were natives of this world and had a good relationship with humans, so there were very few people who objected.
A week later, things gradually calmed down. In the highest region of the starry sky, a red line streaked across the sky like a rainbow, quickly passing through the cracks between the continents, all the way south, and swooping down.
The seven continents floated around each other, their positions constantly changing. The Great Wall of Disaster that wrapped around them was attached to the edge like silk, resisting the disasters from the outer sea.
Although the seven continents were constantly floating and rotating, the Frigid Continent and the Northern Continent were the same. One was always at the southernmost, and the other was always at the northernmost.
The Frigid Continent was a supercontinent with an area of 14 million square kilometers, ranked fifth among the seven continents, and was larger than Europe and the Seashore.
Looking down from the sky, the huge Seashore was like a complete pizza. The crisscrossing buildings on it were the decorative vegetables and fruits on the pizza. They were arranged in a picturesque manner, rising and falling one after another.
Because this was the base of all the players, no unauthorized personnel was allowed to enter.
There were all kinds of strange architectural styles on the land. The players built a small community in the territory according to their own preferences, and the people they planted lived in it. It could be said that it was the mysterious place that countless non-players yearned for the most.
As the navigator this time, General Othello was tall and sturdy. His military uniform was filled with all kinds of bright medals. He was known as the leader of the Five Tiger Generals of the military.
The other four people were Ji Zhanxue, Bai Zhun, and the two representatives of the Southern Eagle Sect and the Northern Lion Sect.
He used his finger to point at the gorgeous castle cluster on the peak of a black mountain below.
The ancient castle was grand and magnificent. It stretched and covered the entire peak of the mountain. The main building was connected to the surrounding auxiliary buildings and bridges through floating archways.
Every archway was tens of thousands of meters long, and below them was a bottomless abyss. The frigid winds buffeted the airship. If it wasn't for the continent-level airship's modifications and reinforcements, it might not have been able to withstand the terrifying gales in the starry skies.
From the starry sky area, one could still clearly see this ancient castle cluster. It could be seen that this black mountain was very tall.
Below it were countless different player bases, where their player teams resided.
"There are a few points to remember." Othello stood in the hall, surrounded by prospective players who had passed the player assessment. "First, without permission, you are not allowed to trespass into any player base. Second, any request of a prospective player to leave the Frigid Continent during this period must be reported to the Goddess of Calamity system first. Third, no information about the Frigid Continent can be leaked to other continents."
"Yes!" The 228 prospective players present responded in unison.
Othello nodded with satisfaction. After the floating airship entered the border of the Frigid Continent, it immediately lowered its altitude and flew towards an archway that extended from the main building of the ancient castle.
At the end of the archway was a huge square. All kinds of continent-level floating airships were parked on it. It was the most luxurious parking apron.
Around the square were hundreds of life-like statues. Li Xiang saw the figures of the Five Kings, the Night King, and the Polar Night. Other than that, the Double Moon Lord and the Sky-Devouring Winged Monarch, who had attacked the lighthouse that day, were also among the statues.
"There are a total of 96 giant statues here. These are the statues of every Level-9 player that has ever appeared in the human faction. No matter what happened to them in the end, whether they died or not, there will always be a statue left here for future players to pay their respects to. "
Othello sighed.
He was also one of them. Years ago, he was also brought here by a Level-9 player like these prospective players. Like them, he bowed in front of the countless statues and dreamed that one day, he would be able to erect a statue of himself here.
Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, almost all of his old friends had died.
They either died of old age, went crazy, or died in the battle against the Calamities.
However, the marks they left behind would not disappear. They would live in the history of the human race forever, just like these statues.
This was the secret academy for prospective players — the Light of Humanity.
Being able to come here meant that one had truly come into contact with the core power of the human faction. Only then would one be qualified to know some secrets.
Stepping through this door meant that one had truly entered the circle of players and was completely cut off from the world before.
Everyone was solemn.
"Bow, bow." Othello's voice was distant. After he finished speaking, he took the lead and bowed. Then, everyone bowed in unison.
"I'll send you here." Othello asked the receptionist to lead the 228 people into the Light of Humanity. He stood still in the square. "By the way, Li Xiang, stay here."
The others did not stay. Even if they were curious, they did not dare to show it in front of a Level-9 player. They all ran towards the castle as fast as they could.
Li Xiang stood alone in the wind.
His gaze was fixed on two very familiar statues.
The girl was carefree and unruly, while the boy was silent. One of them was holding a black longsword as if it could cut through anything, while the other was sitting in front of a machine, fiddling with something.
The statues depicted the appearances of these ancestors when they had reached Level-9.
"This is your father and your mother," Othello did not mind. He walked straight and said loudly.
The names of these two people were forbidden in other continents. They could not be mentioned at all.
"Speaking of which, when I first met your mother, it was here. At that time, the player assessment system was not perfect, and the cultivation system was not as systematic as it is now. Everyone's cultivation was like exploring in the dark. We could only rely on our own experience and that of our teachers to advance. "
Othello continued.
"Although only a few decades have passed, it feels like centuries. It's very touching. However, becoming a player's cultivation system is a very personal matter. Even if the education system is perfect now, it doesn't seem to have nurtured more players. "
Li Xiang agreed with this point.
Hundreds of years ago, the Goddess of Calamity System descended. After the first batch of players were born, the human era officially entered the era of players.
For hundreds of years, the path of human evolution was not smooth at all.
The old batch of players died, and new players were born. Every one of them relied on their own talents to cultivate.
If it were not for the establishment of the Origin Substance extraction technology and magic system many years ago, the human era would not have undergone such great changes.
There was also Duke Silo's advancement in the field of machinery, which pushed the human civilization forward by several generations.
Even so, with a perfect education system, the number of players could not break through a large scale.
There were too many accidents.
"That's why we cherish every player very much. We let them come here to cultivate when they become prospective players, so that they can understand their true duties. We hope that they can burn the last ray of light for the survival of mankind.
This was the original intention of the creation of the Light of Humanity.
Unfortunately, things did not go as planned.
Wherever there were humans, there would be conflicts. There would be fighting for power and resources, as well as all kinds of private emotions.
There were countless examples of players falling into depravity.
Some lived for power, some risked their lives for the continuation of their family, and some tortured the living for their own selfish reasons.
This was the bad nature of human beings.
"The last thing we want to see is infighting between players. Unfortunately, even at my level, the fighting is endless, let alone you. I'm too lazy to ask about the specific cause of death of Owl and Kong Mu. I hope you can understand that I will not interfere with your existence for any reason. Whether it's Ji Zhanxue or my daughter, neither is a reason. "
Othello had specially called him here to express his attitude.
He did treat Yu Zhitong as his daughter. How Ji Zhanxue did it was unknown.
However, Othello also made his position clear. Even so, he would not help Ji Zhanxue and Li Xiang become enemies.
"They are too narrow-minded compared to you." Othello sneered. "They are underestimating humans, underestimating players, and underestimating me."
"Thank you, General." Li Xiang bowed slightly. There was no better news than this.
"No need to thank me. You fought for this yourself. However, I still have to remind you that not all Level-9 players think the same way as me. " Othello looked at him deeply and then at the statue. "I hope there will be a statue of you here in the future."
"There will be, and it won't be too late." Li Xiang smiled confidently.
The two left with their backs facing each other. Li Xiang sprinted toward the arched path. The wind howled, and below him was an endless abyss. Whether it was light or darkness, Li Xiang did not know, nor did he want to know.
He just wanted to walk his own path step by step toward his dream.
At the other end of the arched path was the gate of the Light of Humanity. It was not glamorous, and there was no sign. It was just a simple door. The receptionist was also a player. He looked at Li Xiang silently and then gestured for him to enter.
The two walked forward, and the receptionist explained some things about the Light of Humanity to him alone.
"This is a secret training academy. Prospective players will undergo secret training for three months. All the teachers are players, and they will be divided into classes according to their professions. The standard for a Level-1 player is to completely master the basic magic runes, assassination tattoos, and the first level of the Source of Faith. Magicians must learn at least one spell that is compatible with the magic runes. Assassins must learn the first set of assassination techniques, and guardians must completely master the Guardian Shield.
"All knowledge related to the disaster will be learned in the Light of Humanity. Students are not allowed to fight each other, and there is no prohibition. You are not allowed to leave the academy before you level up. After three months, you will be able to choose a territory and officially register with the Goddess of Calamity. You will also be assigned to support teams.
"After that, please enjoy your journey as a player.
"Also, all contribution points of the human faction can be used to exchange for player-related items, including magic, assassination techniques, and even disaster weapons.
"Dean, this is the Priestess of the Lady of Light, Caitlin. Please meet her in the dean's office after you familiarize yourself with her."
Li Xiang nodded, and when he looked back, the receptionist had already disappeared.
He looked up and saw a petite and familiar black figure sitting quietly on a railing. Her feet were slightly swaying, and above her black leather shoes were knee-length stockings. Her eyes were looking at the endless abyss below, as if she was distressed about something.
It was not until she saw Li Xiang at the door that she showed a bright smile.
The two of them looked at each other and smiled, and their original promise echoed in their minds at the same time.
"I will become stronger with you, and become the strongest."
The mountain breeze blew past Li Xiang's cheeks, blowing his black hair and revealing his determined face. He looked at Ming Xu and held out his hand.
The two of them high-fived each other, and their laughter echoed through the abyss.
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