National Fortune Bonus: After the new player awakens at the maximum level, he will kill like crazy

While Qi Mo and his gang were fighting fiercely with the K-type monsters in the Urobuchi and taking a "final battle tour" for fun, the Netherworld was also not idle.

My goodness, the clergy who are rarely seen in normal times, now popped out from the Palace of the Underworld like dumplings (except the poor King of Hell), and airdropped precisely to various battlefields.

You ask what that net they're holding is? It's a specially made "soul-catching net." So what do they do? To catch people! Pah, to catch souls!

I saw the Black and White Impermanence swinging mourning sticks, occasionally using them as dog-beating sticks, the Ox-Head and Horse-Face carrying special soul nets, and Meng Po even temporarily transformed the soup pot into a soul vacuum cleaner!

The goal is clear: to quickly rescue those fragments of human souls that have been contaminated by the power of restraint as if they had fallen into squid ink!

Of course... you also have to pick up some "trophies" - such as those resurrected evil gods who were beaten to the point of being left with only one breath, or simply beaten into soul dregs, by various powerful beings, such as Uncle Zhulong, the Four Symbols Divine Beasts, and even the passing Fighting Buddha.

The Netherworld now adheres to the principle of "Heaven is overcrowded and the threshold of Hell is trampled" (actually, this is because Old Man Yehvi has temporarily transferred the property management rights of Heaven to the Chinese Family).

Everyone is welcome, no matter how powerful the evil god you were before, now you are all thrown into the Nether Sea for an "immersive purification and washing package", which is as inclusive as a wastewater treatment plant.

Seeing that the chaotic battlefield was being cleaned up bit by bit, even the gloomy energy in the Nether Palace seemed to reveal a bright feeling of "victory is in sight" (probably an illusion created by the King of Hell working overtime).

Everything seems to be thriving in the direction of "post-war reconstruction model unit", including -

“Cough cough...cough cough cough...”

A very faint cough suddenly sounded, breaking the numbing silence in the underworld caused by overtime work.

In the center of the hall, the crystal coffin made of ten-thousand-year-old black ice that held Su Mohui's body suddenly began to tremble violently without any warning! Ice chips fell down!

The electronic sound of the system, with the cheerful tone of customer service announcing discount information, suddenly rang in the minds of all the gatekeepers who had signed the "temporary indenture".

[Highest authority reminder——Ding Dong! ]

Congratulations to host Su Mohui for successfully completing her epic suicide plan! The system has upgraded the host's soul strength to the 'Cosmic Consciousness' level with a single click. Congratulations on achieving the 'Hard to the Teeth' achievement!

Congratulations to all the temporary gatekeepers! Thanks to host Su Mohui's heroic completion of the "Spying" plan... no, the power of national destiny from all walks of life will be fed back to you, instantly boosting your strength to the maximum, and returning to the peak of your life!

[Attention! Attention! Host Su Mohui has been forced to power on! All gatekeepers, please keep an eye on your battlefield. The Urobuchi final battle instance is accelerating... Repeat! Accelerating... I wish you all good luck in the battle!]

Just as the series of system prompt sounds that sounded like game announcements disappeared, the lid of the ice crystal coffin was pushed open from the inside with a "bang".

Su Mohui sat up.

Her face was as pale as paper, and her body felt like it had been trampled by ten thousand gram-type monsters, leaving it in tatters. But her eyes were frighteningly bright!

The feeling of strength that came from the depths of her soul, "I'm hard enough to be used as a brick now," made her lips curl up slightly - even if the big-eyed Azathoth came over to her in person, she would dare to go up and hit him in the face!

She changed her posture and sat on the edge of the ice crystal coffin. She looked a little dazedly at the golden light of national destiny that was running around in the Netherworld Kingdom as if it were free. Then she looked down at her pale but powerful palm and laughed.

"It seems that the coordinates given by the recorder are really meaningful..." She took out a small mirror from the system space and looked at the hideous scar on her collarbone.

"The damage in the real world has finally appeared here." The smile was still on her face, but there was no warmth in her eyes.

"The jar has also jumped, and I have seen things I shouldn't have seen..." She muttered softly, and the vague prophecy that sounded like the comments of a charlatan flashed through her mind involuntarily:

“When the stars turn retrograde, shadows and light intertwine, the gears of fate will turn again, and the chosen one will face the final decision. But always, always believe in the path you have chosen.”

This prophecy floated in her mind like a bubble. At this moment, the system's voice automatically rang in her mind, its tone so flattering that it could drip honey:

[My beautiful, powerful, and best host in the universe~ Welcome back! I missed you so much! (づ￣ 3￣)づ]

"Stop talking nonsense." Su Mohui scolded with a smile. Just as she was about to speak out what she was thinking, she was interrupted by the system in a rare way.

[Host~ Have you… comprehended the ultimate meaning of that charlatan prophecy? (⊙?⊙)]

"My current physical condition is like a fragile object. Even if I try to touch someone, I'm still too fragile." She patted her still aching chest and asked instead of answering directly:

"But if I follow the shortcut suggested by the prophecy and put an end to this chaos right away... wouldn't that be a bit too hasty? It's like unplugging the network cable when you can't win the fight."

[(｀へ′) Report to the host! While you were lying unconscious and reshaping your body's rules, our gatekeepers have very efficiently completed 3671 battles, both large and small! They have successfully eliminated 87% of the Cthulhu-tainted evil gods and scum! Remarkable results!]

[BUT! Here comes the point!] The system's tone turned serious. [If you, the host, choose to use the prophecy's truth to perform a 'one-click clearance' at this stage, the battle will indeed end immediately.]

[However, the remaining "source of spiritual pollution" of Cthulhu will forever take root in the underlying rules of this universe, like psoriasis! It will directly lead to the failure of this universe's "dimensional upgrade" and will be forever stuck in a low-dimensional copy! (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻]

[So, dear host,] the system's voice was unprecedentedly solemn, [The choice is yours. Just as that charlatan prophesied, 'At all times, please firmly believe in the path you have chosen' (even if it seems a bit tricky)]

[Should we cut the Gordian knot (with the aftermath of cosmic psoriasis), or… go all the way and eradicate it completely?]

Su Mohui fell silent. But countless images flashed through her mind like a barrage of comments.

The return of the Chinese family, the heroic feat of Xuanyuan Shaoze carrying himself on his shoulders and jumping into the furnace, Zhan Qing's provocative smile before he lost contact, the tired eyes of the recorder outside the "jar", the worried faces of his parents despite their health, and the group of seemingly foolish mortals who painted the picture of "defending the country" in desperate situations...

If she were to save trouble now and just "pass customs" and leave...