The Test of the Imperial Household

As soon as Lin Chen entered the palace, everything before him changed rapidly. The golden throne began to spin in the air, as if possessing its own consciousness. The figure on the throne gradually became clearer, his face still blurry, but he could feel his powerful aura.

"Welcome to the 'Emperor's Chamber.'" The golden-robed man's voice sounded again, deep and low, as if carrying some kind of temptation, "This is your final trial, and your only chance."

Lin Chen stood there, her eyes fixed on the golden throne, but a sense of unease rose in her heart. She could sense that the challenge before her was not just a simple game, but a battle of life and death.

"What you need to do," the golden-robed man's figure slowly disappeared into thin air, leaving only that cold voice, "is to choose a successor. And you, Lin Chen, will be the judge of that successor. You can decide who will gain power and who will die."

Lin Chen frowned, her inner turmoil growing. She didn't want to participate in this game filled with blood and conspiracy, and she didn't want to be forced into making such a decision. She just wanted to live a stable life, but this time-space city, this forbidden game, had pushed her into a situation of no return.

"I have no choice," she murmured under her breath.

At this moment, the figure on the throne finally revealed his true identity. His face was still blurry, but his deep eyes, like the abyss, were irresistible. Those eyes gleamed with light as they stared directly at Lin Chen, as if waiting for her reaction.

"You are not the only challenger," the man said slowly, his voice low and oppressive. "There are other candidates for the title of 'Emperor' here, and they are all fighting for the same goal. You must make a choice to determine who will become emperor and who will lose this opportunity forever."

Lin Chen's heart suddenly trembled. The situation before her seemed more complicated than she had imagined. She was not the only player, but had to make a choice among many challengers. This choice not only affected her own fate, but also the lives and deaths of countless people behind the scenes.

"Where are the other challengers?" she finally mustered up the courage to ask, her voice trembling slightly.

The man didn't answer directly, but instead cast his gaze deeper into the palace. Lin Chen followed his gaze and saw several blurry figures in the deep shadows. Those figures were not clear, but each one exuded a powerful aura, as if they were her competitors.

"They are waiting for your decision." The golden-robed man's voice sounded again, "You have the right to choose, but once you make a choice, all consequences will be borne by you."

Lin Chen's heart was filled with conflict and confusion. She had no idea who these "emperor's heirs" were, nor did she understand why she had become the decision-maker. She only knew that this game was far beyond her comprehension.

"You need to make a choice," the man said coldly. "Choose an heir, and you will gain unprecedented power. Otherwise, you will be trapped in this palace forever and become an eternal ghost."

Lin Chen's heart was in turmoil. He felt as if he was pushed to the edge of a cliff. Any decision could be fatal.

"How should I choose?" she muttered to herself, everything before her becoming blurry and unfamiliar. She didn't believe she could make such a decision, because this decision not only concerned herself, but could even affect the future of this entire space-time city.

"You will know." The man said calmly, "The time to choose will always come."

Lin Chen's heartbeat was getting faster and faster. She could already feel the atmosphere in the depths of the palace becoming increasingly tense. Those figures hidden in the shadows seemed to be waiting for her choice.

At this moment, a strong light suddenly shone from the center of the palace, shooting straight into the sky and illuminating the entire space. Before Lin Chen's eyes, a huge screen slowly unfolded, displaying information about each candidate—their abilities, backgrounds, past achievements, and their motivations for joining the game.

Lin Chen stared at the screen, her heart filled with unease. Each candidate possessed a power that could not be ignored. They were not ordinary people, but carefully selected powerful individuals, each capable of becoming the ruler of this space-time city. She knew that her choice would determine the future of this world.

"Choose." The golden-robed man's voice sounded again, "Decide who will become emperor and who will obtain this supreme power. You can only choose one."

Lin Chen closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She knew that no matter what choice she made, there would be no turning back. This was a ruthless game, and every moment was filled with oppression, as if the fate of the entire world was in her hands.

Her hands tightly gripped the handrail beside her, her mind racing. She wanted to escape, but she couldn't. She began to wonder if there was another way to escape this endless game. But she soon realized she was trapped in this space-time city, unable to escape.

Lin Chen's heart wavered. If Los became emperor, would he be able to bring about a change in this city? Could he end this endless game and give everyone a new beginning?

She didn't answer the golden-robed man's question, but instead silently stared at Los's information. Just as her thoughts drifted away, the golden-robed man's voice rang out again: "Have you made your choice?"

Lin Chen closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and finally said slowly: "I choose Los."

At this moment, the air seemed to freeze. The figure of the man in the golden robe appeared before her, his eyes gleaming with complex light. Lin Chen knew that this decision was not only her choice, but also a turning point in her destiny.

"The choice has been made," the golden-robed man whispered, "Then, next, you will pay the price."

Chapter 9: The Price of Power

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