Monsters Are Coming

Chapter 1346 - 351: Two New Lands, Rebel Throat

As the news of the qualification distribution spread across the Earth Alliance.The long-dormant page for qualification distribution on the Monster World official website instantly became the focus.

Countless players without qualification fixed their computer screens here, watching the countdown as seconds tick by with year-long anticipation.

In the final hour of the countdown, every major city on Earth seemed to be muted.

The bustling streets of bygone days were deserted, with only solitary cleaning robots aimlessly spinning around, picking up nonexistent trash.

Stores with staff now entered a temporary shutdown.

Only unmanned shops remained open, guarded by robots, yet no customers arrived.

The fountains in city parks continued their programmed routines, water creating graceful arcs in the air, yet no audience admired them.

Traffic lights at intersections mechanically changed colors. When the red light was on, the shadow of the empty crosswalk stretched long under the sun. Green light came on, and this eerie silence remained unbroken by vehicles or pedestrians.

Even popular mainstream forums had few users posting, and webcasts analyzing the number of qualifications ended early.

Experts who had just been boldly discussing in programs returned to their rooms, just like other netizens.

Waiting for the favor of destiny.

In stark contrast to the outside silence, every room held eyes glued to the screens.

The Monster World official website also changed at this moment.

A burning red flame appeared on the homepage of the qualification distribution page.

When the flames dispersed, what appeared before the players was:

[Number of qualifications distributed this time: 50 million.]

At this moment, it was as if the entire Earth was shaking, players of all races roared with joy for this number.

The world that was once silent instantly became noisy.

For instance, a residential building was like a bomb thrown into stagnant water, with windows being pushed open one after another. Men in pajamas waved their fists and leaned out, yelling and shouting, disheveled women rushed to the balcony with tablets, screaming... It was the same in all cities of all races.

Though the number of qualifications always increased, players instinctively believed this round was another difficult one "against the world."

Cashing in on luck to get a qualification was even harder than winning the lottery, with odds slim to none.

Yet unexpectedly, the number of qualifications announced this round was unexpectedly 50 million player qualifications.

This means the probability of getting a qualification successfully broke through the 0.1% threshold, also implying that each following round will distribute at least 50 million qualifications.

In their lifetime, they finally have a chance to enter Monster World.

For external players without qualification, it is an opportunity capable of changing destiny.

Monster World long stopped being just an entertainment game, after the Evolution Store went online, it became a sky ladder to rewrite reality.

Players can exchange sacrificial power earned in the game for lifespan, transcendental power, which is something enough to drive anyone mad.

Meanwhile, inside Destiny City, thirty thousand pairs of silver eyes simultaneously locked on the digits fluctuating on the screen.

Life Throat stood at the center of Destiny Tower, using spiritual power to suspend the portable computer gifted by the Star Network, displaying the countdown of the qualification draw page.

His long fingers lightly tapped meaninglessly in the Void.

Though a demigod, before the high-dimensional gods, his value was evidently no different from other ordinary beings on Earth.

Though the sacrificial prayer was conducted in the grandest manner.

Whether Emperor God would respond is entirely unknown.

Perhaps Emperor God does not care at all.

Like a group of ants, using what they believe is grand to hold a ceremony, but in the eyes of high-dimensional gods, it is merely a meaningless comical act.

He once detailed the power structure of ancient times in Monster World.

Back then, Emperor God was worshiped by the entire living world, including what is now Reverse Tide God, and the Four Supreme Gods who appeared during the Catastrophe Battle, among others.

The entire Destiny Clan, in the eyes of these top beings and even top forces, is undoubtedly dust.

Thus why would Emperor God care about the sacrificial ceremony conducted by him and thirty thousand of his people?

Yet the reason he chose to do so is that even if high-dimensional gods do not care.

It is also their way of expressing respect to high-dimensional gods.

Ten minutes remaining on the countdown.

Life Throat’s mood suddenly grew tense.

He once faced strong foes in Monster World, yet never felt this level of tension.

Thirty minutes is very brief, merely a blink of an eye.

Yet whether they draw qualifications or not means the difference between heaven and earth.

Life Throat’s fingers unconsciously rubbed against the coarse texture of the "Destiny" scroll clutched in his left hand, akin to a burning iron brand, searing his palm.

He could clearly hear the suppressed breaths of thirty thousand people within the city, along with heavy heartbeats, all the people were just like him engulfed in the utmost anxious wait.

Ten minutes remaining.

Such a brief moment, in his lengthy life, is merely the light shadow of a fingertip.

But now, every second seemed to be stretched by thousands of times.

Expectations and worries intertwined repeatedly.

They were born in Monster World, under the fate of climbing the world’s peak since birth.

This isn’t a destiny one can escape simply by wanting to give up.

In the cruel survival law of Monster World, there’s never a middle path to choose from.

The ways of survival there are very simple.