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nTranstator: Nyoi-Bo Studio | Editor Nyoi-Bo Studio

nAfter opening the door,, Fang Heng returned to the dilapidated rental house.

nLeaving Phoenix Sound Gaming Company was part of Fang Heng’s plan.

nNext, he could devote 100% of his energy to the game.

nTo become the overlord of the game in the future! To become a landlord!

nFang Heng still remembered his dream when he first entered the game.

nHe would build the biggest and best shelter in the game, then he could earn

ntens of billions a day just by collecting rent!

nHe would become the boss.

nWasn’t this better than staying in the company?

nFang Heng cheered up.

nFor the time being, the in-game development goal was still the same: to

naccelerate expansion.

nThere was no hurry to make money. He still needed to wait for the shelter to

nexpand to a certain extent before..

n“Ding…

nHis phone rang.

nFang Heng picked up the phone.

nIt was Pei Anan.

n“Hello? Team leader Fang? Are you okay?

nTm fine.”

nFang Heng held the phone in one hand and sat back down on the sofa. “Thank

nyou for your concern. Tm fine.”

n“Team leader Fang, I heard that they are going to deduct your performance

nbonus. Quickly contact President Qin.

nFang Heng frowned.

nHe really didn’t care about this bit of money.

nHowever, he was still a little unhappy that he had worked for nothing.

nJust as he was thinking about it, Liu Yi’s voice took over on the other end of the

nphone.

nHe was furious.

nTeam leader Fang, those b”stards from Phoenix Sound Team 7! They are too

ninhuman

nYou worked so hard for the company and didn’t sleep for a few days and

nnights, yet they still took away all the documents from Team 12 to be sent for

ninvestigation. They are too much!

nI was blind when I went back to that stupid company!”

n“Leader Fang, you should come back first. We’ve already gone to look for

nPresident Qin. She ll help us get justice. Please don’t be rash.”

nAhem

nFang Heng coughed lightly.

n“Liu Yi, why don’t you come work for me? Ill pay you double your salary.”

nFang Heng had the idea of poaching him.

nRelying on the zombie clones alone had many disadvantages.

nEspecially when transporting materials, zombies moved to0 slowly! Their

nefficiency was too low!

nIf he went out to look for people again, not only would it be risky, it would also

nbe troublesome.

nAt least Fang Heng was familiar with Liu Yi and the others.

nFang Heng felt that Liu Yi and the other rookies were all very qualified

ntoolmen’!

n“Ah?”

nLiu Yi, who was in a rage, was stunned.

nHe stopped short for a moment.

nHe did not expect Fang Heng to turn around and poach him.

n“Think about it carefully. You and the rest of Team 12 should also talk about it.

nIf you’re interested, you can send me a message or look for me in the game”

n“I still have something to do. Let’s talk again next time.”

nAfter Fang Heng spoke, he hung up the phone.

nHis gaze was focused on the photo on the wall opposite the sofa.

nHis expression was solemn.

nIn the photo, Fang Heng hugged the trophy with an arrogant expression

nFang Heng slowly stood up and approached the photo step by step.

nUntil he stood in front of the photo frame.

n“Something’s not right.

nFang Heng muttered softly.

nThis photo frame has been frequently moved by people!

nWhy didn’t he notice it before, but only today?

nIt must be that his perception attribute in the game had affected reality!

nFang Heng had noticed it before.

nAs his perception attribute in the game had increased to 20 points, which was

nfour times higher than before, he could sense the subtle changes in the

nsurrounding environment.

n“Ka.”

nFang Heng tried to disassemble the entire photo frame and opened the back of

nthe photo frame.

nAs expected!

nInside the photo frame was a palm-sized and very thin notebook.

nThe notebook was still very new.

nWho left it here?

nFang Heng had no memory of this notebook.

nHe flipped open the first page.

nThere were five words written in messy handwriting

nThese five words had been circled several times.

nOuroboros.

nSeeing this word, Fang Heng felt his heart beat faster.

nHe immediately turned the page back.

nThe handwriting at the back was even messier.

nI must be in trouble!

nI must have forgotten something extremely important

nEvery day when I wake up, my memory will lose some things related to the

ngame.

nI don’t know what I will forget when I wake up tomorrow.

nI can only record these important things.

nOuroboros!

nWhat is it? Why do I only remember this name?

nI seem to remember someone holding a ritual for me.

nIs it Ouroboros?

nWhat is ‘Ouroboros?

nI forgot!

nWhy can’t I remember!

nI wonder if T’m dreaming!

nThe apocalypse is coming, the game is gradually reflecting reality.

nThe federation hides the apocalypse from the public for their benefit.

nOnly in the King of Gods’ game can we hope for a slim chance of survival!

nThis is the only way for me to survive!

nI must establish a haven in the game, to avoid the impending end!

nNo one can be trusted!

nIn the last few days, I feel as if someone is following me.

nThe bank account for the game I bought on the black market has also been

nseized and frozen by the federation, and the funds have been exhausted.

nThe soul seal!

nWhat’s the use of it?

nTve already forgotten how I got that thing.

nI only remember that it’s very important!

nI hid it in the place where I liked to hide toys when I was a child.

nIfI were the one who saw this notebook, then I would remember.

nBe careful of Xia Xi!!

nDon’t believe her!

nI forgot the reason.

nDon’t ever believe her!

n**

nThe contents of the notebook made Fang Heng momentarily at a loss.

nFang Heng’s first reaction, “Was there something wrong with the spirit of the

noriginal owner of this body?!”

n“Xia Xi

nFang Heng muttered softly.

nHe felt a sense of unease.

nWhen he first entered into this body, Fang Heng felt that his memory loss was

ncaused by his soul transfer

nBut now it seemed that was not the case…

nFang Heng took a deep breath and opened the notebook again.

nHe tried to analyze the contents.

nFirst was Ouroboros.

nHe was sure that this name did not exist in his memory at all!

nThen there was this paragraph recorded in the notebook.

nRitual?

nWhat ritual had he held before?

nIt sounded like ‘Ouroboros’ was a cult?

nAlso!

n“The apocalypse is coming, the game is gradually reflecting reality.”

nWas the recent changes in his body a concrete manifestation of the game

nreflecting reality?

nIf that was the case, would other people have similar changes in their bodies?

nWhat was the soul seal?

nWhen he was young, the place where he hid things was a small hole that he had

nsecretly dug in the cormer of his old warehouse.

nThe father of the original owner of the body found it and gave hima good

nbeating

nFang Heng had a deep impression of this.

nHowever, the rental house he was living in now did not have a warehouse at all.

nThe warehouse of the old house had long been demolished and remodelled.

nWhere was the soul seal hidden?

nFinally..

nThere was Xia Xi.

nFang Heng felt his mind was in a mess.

nHe turned on his phone and tried to search the internet with Ouroboros’ as the

nkeyword.

n“Deng!

nA red warning box popped up on the web page.

n(Due to the restrictions of the federation’s policy, you are unable to search for

nthis information.

nThe search has been restricted by the federation.”

nFang Heng’s brows were tightly knitted.

nHe tried soul seal instead

nGot it!

nHe found a message!

nFang Heng clicked on the message to check the content.

nDeng

nAnother huge page popped up on the web page

nSorry, you are searching for higher-level content related to the King of Gods

ngame. Please go to the nearest King of Gods’ gaming department for the record.

nThank you for your cooperation.

n(Sorry, your..

nTsk! Federation! Entrapment!”

nFang Heng curled his lips and closed the search webpage.

nIt seemed that the original owner of this body was very likely in some kind of

ntrouble..

nLying on the sofa, Fang Heng took a deep breath.

nIf it was like what was recorded in the notebook, the game reflected reality and

nthe apocalypse was coming…

nHe had to become stronger as soon as possible!

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