Chapter 7: Wonderful, I've Caught the Attention of an Evil God

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Rule Four: Death Clause.

Those words struck everyone’s hearts like a heavy stone, making the surrounding air seem to freeze, and their breaths grew labored.

Why was there a fourth death rule?

Wasn’t the task supposed to be to find only three?

“Why do you all only see the words ‘Main Quest’ and ignore its prefix?” Wu Wang said with a bright smile.

[Personal Main Quest: Find three death rules within the allotted time]

The prefix is—Personal!

The man with glasses suddenly changed expression drastically.

Even his earlier fear caused by speaking in the dark had vanished, leaving only anger and resentment toward Wu Wang.

“Ah yes, exactly that look—regret, anger, even hatred—as if I’m the one who killed you all, forgetting that entering this classroom was your own choice.”

“A killer will always be killed in return.”

Wu Wang sneered coldly.

Did these ruthless murderers expect him to show mercy?

He had noticed this textual trap from the start.

The word “Personal” meant that the task required standing alone at the microphone to recite three death rules, and then to personally accuse the [Ghost].

Therefore, he deliberately guided the others to listen to him state the death rules, making them mistakenly believe that merely finding the rules was sufficient.

This way, only he fulfilled the personal main quest.

By logic, only the [Accuser] could clear the dungeon alive.

But Wu Wang also deduced that the [Ghost] must be hiding in the shadows.

During the day, there were fifty shadows; without a way to determine how it moved in such a short time, capturing the [Ghost] was impossible.

Only at night, when the [Ghost] was forced to hide within the sole shadow—that of the [Accuser]—could it be caught.

The irony was—

The [Accuser] would be erased along with the [Ghost].

In other words, the only way to clear the dungeon was a dead end.

This damned dungeon never intended to let anyone survive.

“Thanks for playing along with me with your lives. Now, farewell all, and enjoy your journey to death.”

Wu Wang smiled, tapped his right toe beside his left foot, spun his right hand twice before placing it on his chest, then bowed forward at a thirty-degree angle in a formal hand-crossing salute.

Like a refined gentleman bidding farewell at the finale.

As his closing gesture began, a piercing wail erupted from the shadow beneath his feet.

The [Ghost] had been caught.

The murderers below lost their gleam one by one, collapsing limply to the ground like boneless corpses, lifeless.

Death came suddenly and abruptly.

The man with glasses wanted to say something, but in the next moment he too fell silently, dead.

Wu Wang had met the conditions to clear the dungeon.

The losers were being purged by the dungeon.

Meanwhile, in the real world—

The livestream chat exploded with confusion, question marks flooding the screen.

“This newbie’s insane!”

“Who snuck a hidden item into the tutorial?”

“How did he just ignore the death rules?”

“Ask God if you want an answer. I could even send you to meet Him.”

Whether seasoned players of the Spirit Calamity game or shadowy veterans watching from afar, all were stunned by what had unfolded inside the dungeon.

From start to finish, this newcomer had toyed with all the murderers.

Such strategic mastery and blatant disregard for dungeon rules made many suspect a veteran disguised as a newbie infiltrating the tutorial.

“Wait! Look at his legs!”

Suddenly, someone noticed that the supposed sole victor, Wu Wang, was now sitting on the ground.

More than half of his legs had vanished.

Even the winner was being purged!

This was unprecedented in the Spirit Calamity game!

Click—

[Livestream Ended]

[Final Beta Tester Accounts Distributed]

[Please look forward to the official game launch]

Before anyone could spot the anomaly, the game system shut down the livestream.

Now the players were even more restless.

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They fiercely debated what had really happened in the final scene.

Unfortunately, they had no way to observe the Spirit Calamity game further through livestreams.

After all, the system had already warned this was the last pre-registration dungeon.

The app would only livestream newcomer dungeons, meaning no more dungeon broadcasts in the future.

Yet, one peculiar woman in a seaside villa, privy to the inside story, smiled faintly.

She knew the sacrifice had been completed.

“With this, I qualify to vie for administrator privileges.”

Filled with hope for a bright future, the strange woman took out a spirit talisman, bit her fingertip to let blood drip, and inscribed her name on it.

Now she intended to control Li Guoqiang’s corpse to seize the [Arrival Artifact].

This was an item tainted by the essence of an indescribable entity—a key to unveiling the true nature of the Spirit Calamity game.

According to her investigation, the artifact took the form of a piece of clothing.

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Inside the dungeon classroom.

Only half a head remained atop the podium.

The severed neck suddenly twitched wildly.

Bone, flesh, nerves, skin, even hair grew frantically within a second.

In an instant, Wu Wang reappeared.

He slowly opened his lifeless eyes and sighed, “So easy to die after all, huh? What a pity.”

Boom!

Before he finished speaking, a deafening noise shattered the classroom’s silence.

Following it was a quake-like shake; the entire building—no, the whole dungeon—groaned as if it would fracture, emitting harsh cracking sounds.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

All stage lights shattered one after another; the once pristine seats began to rust, and the wooden floorboards creaked under the strain of rot.

Instead of sinking back into darkness, the classroom was bathed in a dim, blood-red light.

A strange red sun had inexplicably appeared in the sky, casting its eerie glow.

Whoosh—

A corpse defied gravity, rocketing toward the red sun like a missile.

Then all the bodies rose into the air.

They flew like moths drawn to a flame, crashing fiercely against the red sun.

During flight, the corpses twisted and decomposed grotesquely; some sprouted countless eyes, gills, scales, and even tentacles—organs not belonging to humans.

In the blink of an eye, only Wu Wang remained.

Before he could comprehend what was happening, the system’s cold mechanical voice echoed through the classroom—

[Dungeon 1008611 is being %&*# corrupted]

[Intercept! Intercept failed!]

[Data anomaly detected! Forcing player logout!]

[Logout failed!]

“Come on, man, is your game optimization this bad? Even the tutorial has bugs?” Wu Wang complained helplessly. “Logout failed? Are you Maochang Jingyan?”

Though unclear about what was happening, it was obvious this was no normal game process.

Buzz—

A strange roar exploded inside Wu Wang’s skull.

Instantly, his eyes reddened; incoherent whispers echoed in his ears, as if chaotic musical notes struck his mind with overwhelming force.

He felt his sanity slipping away.

In a trance, he saw his feet fusing together into webbed limbs of some creature, his skin sprouting rough brown fur, and his fingers transforming into writhing tentacles beyond control.

“Now in closed rooms, NPCs won’t even need makeup…”

Before his remaining consciousness could finish the quip, Wu Wang saw an unforgettable sight—

The red sun blinked.

Splat!

His monstrous flesh erupted violently as if unable to withstand some force.

Along with the explosion, a spirit talisman emerging from within Wu Wang crumbled to dust.

Yet the scattered flesh wriggled and recombined.

Wu Wang revived in normal human form!

Restored to health, his eyes gleamed with wild excitement.

He hadn’t even noticed the talisman’s appearance and decay.

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His attention was fixed entirely on the sky.

“Perfect! This is it! Maybe it can truly kill me!”

With that thought, Wu Wang struggled to raise his head and attempted to meet the red sun’s gaze again.

But just as their eyes were about to lock, an untimely system prompt appeared.

[Dungeon 1008611 core data corrupted]

[Destroying dungeon content]

[Player forced logout successful]

[Compensation rewards sent]

[Hidden conditions met, please claim your rewards]

As the message sounded, Wu Wang found himself back in darkness.

This place resembled the black void he had fallen through upon entry.

The difference was that now he could move freely.

Before he could take a step to explore, a softly glowing prompt appeared before him—

[Welcome to Spirit Calamity Game]

[Player #9527 successfully registered]

[Please enter your nickname]

Seeing a humanized keyboard panel, Wu Wang instinctively prepared to input his ID.

Yet when he raised his right hand, he noticed something unusual.

A simple red vertical pupil had inexplicably appeared on the inside of his wrist.

Staring at it, the strange muffled whispers returned, muddling his mind and causing his sanity to plummet.

No need to guess where this mark came from.

Wu Wang immediately turned his head away.

But inside, turmoil churned.

“Damn! Still tagging me with quarantine marks? Has that peeping, creepy Krouz got his eye on me?”

That red sun in the sky wasn’t a sun at all.

It was a colossal eye, blazing like a fiery sun!

Just one glance had crashed the dungeon’s system.

Calling it an evil god was no exaggeration.

Moreover, it was indescribable and unfathomable like Cthulhu, impossible to look at directly.

To avoid picking a random nickname while his mind was clouded by the red pupil, Wu Wang lowered his right hand and raised his left.

He expertly typed a series of names.

[“Qing Wo Gang Men Hui Shang Ying” (Nickname available)]

He didn’t confirm immediately.

Instead, he deleted it and typed another.

[“Zhang Wei” (Nickname available)]

[“莂愛↑鋨↓莈詰輠” (Nickname available)]

[“3.1415926” (Nickname available)]

…

In this dark void, Wu Wang spent about half an hour trying various nicknames.

Some were vulgar or crass, some overused, some related to religions, some even the names of historical figures.

No matter what, all were accepted.

“This is interesting. Looks like this game has no restrictions related to nations, religions, or anything else. Alien tech? Or some main god space from a novel?”

Wu Wang wasn’t indulging in tastelessness.

He wanted to see what limits the game might have—any forbidden words or restrictions, since any human-designed system would have some baseline rules or taboo subjects.

But clearly, it had none.

He could even name himself after anatomical parts and still pass!

This thing was utterly without taboo!

After deep thought, he seriously typed the player ID that would follow him for life. This was not something to take lightly.

[Is the nickname confirmed as — Widower?]

[Confirm]

[Widower#9527 registered successfully]

[Unlocking personal information panel...]