A Game for Everyone: God-Level Talent is Achieved Through Rolling In.

"We discussed the issues of time and space. The leader said he doesn't believe concepts possess such power, and even thinks that concepts only began to be laid out gradually over a decade ago, using many costs that humanity is currently unaware of to create this game. Perhaps their power isn't as great as we imagine. If they aren't that great, and if they can only slowly reshape this world by making contact with humanity, then how can we be reborn based on everything in the game?"

Nie Wan listened silently, then smiled and sighed, "Old ginger is spicier; I never thought of that."

This is the truth.

After all, she had achieved such great success that she was somewhat intoxicated by it and subconsciously unwilling to question whether there were any other conspiracies behind her success.

This has nothing to do with whether she was swayed by emotions or not; it's a common human flaw.

Moreover, once you get to this level of thinking, there are too many things to overturn, and the difficulties you face can be said to have doubled.

Thinking he had been successfully reborn, he flipped the card table and started over.

In reality, it never succeeded; the game continued, only the second round had begun.

Perhaps I haven't truly escaped the role of a pawn.

All these doubts came rushing in, whether Nie Wan wanted to face them or not, they came crashing down on her.

Nie Wan closed her eyes, raised her hand to rub her temples, then let go, opened her eyes, and said to Tianxi Changyi, "Now that's how you explain things."

“No, that doesn’t make sense,” Tianxi Changyi said. “Many people in the past life really died, and even in reality, their remains have not been found.”

“The reality of the past life is different from the reality of the present, isn’t it?” Nie Wan was much calmer than him at this moment. She gently picked at her temple with her fingers. “Think about it carefully… Tianxi Changyi, think about it carefully, there are actually many things that are wrong, but we just haven’t considered them before.”

Tianxi Changyi looked into Nie Wan's eyes, her expression gradually changing, filled with surprise and uncertainty, yet she had no choice but to force herself to face reality.

"Do you think that those people who died in their past lives weren't really dead?"

"Maybe it's true."

Nie Wan said, "I'm wondering if the real world we think we live in is really the real world."

Tianxi Changyi suddenly experienced tinnitus, a buzzing sound like a line stretching across the sky, piercing through his entire head.

“It can’t be that it’s not real,” he said. “Otherwise, how do you explain the existence of these artifacts and props?”

"Yes, how do we explain the existence of cultural relics and artifacts?"

Nie Wan repeated it softly.

How should we explain the celestial stars?

The real world and the game world are necessarily independent. The transitional space seen in the memories of the fading river is not fake. It truly exists between the real world and the game world, serving as a bridge between the two.

Just as there must be a bridge spanning between the game world and the second world, and clues about this bridge have already been discovered—Lin Jianlu suspects that the Dragon Tomb is such a peripheral world.

The three worlds must be independent of each other; otherwise, what would be the point of these bridges?

Even if the concepts truly possess the wisdom to create illusions, there is absolutely no need for them to construct two bridges to obscure humanity.

After all, Nie Wan truly relied on that bridge to forcibly cross the chasm between two worlds and slay a concept...

Did we really kill the concept?

Nie Wan suddenly looked down at her reflection in the blood lake at her feet.

Did she really kill the concept of disguise?

Did she really gain the fundamental authority over the concept of peace?

Does she truly inspire fear in both the concepts of love and lust?

In an instant, everything seemed to be questionable.

Nie Wan knew that if she were to fully accept this fact, it would mean starting all over again, and everything she had painstakingly built since her rebirth might become worthless in an instant.

However, if there is a worst-case scenario, then we must prepare for the worst-case scenario.

She quickly went through all the clues in her mind, and then said to Tianxi Changyi, "There is someone you might be very interested in."

Then, without keeping everyone in suspense, he squatted down and touched the mirror-like surface of the lake.

Memories glimpsed from the receding river slowly unfold in the mirror. Memories from before the game's arrival flash by, playing very quickly, but for Tianxi Changyi's pupil technique, the hundredfold speed of playback does not affect viewing.

It wasn't until the incident at Qiongying Mountain that Nie Wan gradually slowed down the playback speed.

Especially the moment when the car lurched from the bulge, the airbags deployed, and Changhe was knocked unconscious.

Nie Wan raised her eyes and looked at Tianxi Changyi.

Tianxi Changyi's eyes also became extremely focused, without the golden-red light brought by the pupil technique, only a faint blue, blade-like dark current.

"What did you figure out?" Nie Wan asked.

"A power that exists between space and blood energy."

Tianxi Changyi said with certainty, "If I am not mistaken, this is the middle ground you mentioned."

Nie Wan remained noncommittal, then lowered her head again and placed her palm on the lake surface.

Amidst the rippling waves, bottomless ravines unfold.

In just a moment, it covered the entire lake surface.

Stepping on the lake felt like stepping on endless void, as if you were about to fall.

Tianxi Changyi's pupils contracted slightly, and in that instant, he felt an overwhelming fear.

Compared to the projection of the concept of fear, the eerie boss that seemed to have stepped out of the Cthulhu Mythos, this abyss is the true embodiment of fear.

Then, the terrifying phantom gradually faded, and the lake water turned back into a clear, blood-red color.

Tianxi Changyi, however, continued to stare at the lake, with the ethereal illusion of an abyss still lingering before his eyes.

He gazed at it for a long time, as if his soul had been sucked away by the abyss, drawn far away from his body, until it slowly returned to him after a very long time.

Nie Wan waited quietly for his soul to return to his body.

"Is this the bridge between reality and the game?" he asked rhetorically, but the meaning behind his question was not very strong.

Nie Wan nodded and said, "Currently, the only one connected to this space is Changhe Jianluo. It's possible there are other players, but finding such players is much more troublesome than finding players with special inheritances."

Tianxi Changyi asked, "What do you plan to do with them?"

Nie Wan said, "Of course, it's about investigating the differences in their powers, concepts, and game systems."

"By what method?"

Nie Wan raised his head and looked at Tianxi Changyi, who was also staring at him.

"What if I said I'd scrape them all over too?"