I am a reincarnation player.

Chapter 20: Empty, but not white?

Plans to end the Great Game are moving forward in parallel.

The war between the elves and the dwarves was in full swing, and these two enemies had no choice but to fight. It just so happened that they had a deep hatred for each other in the past, so this time they decided to settle it together.

The angels were repairing the wounds caused by the war and acting as supervisors for the two races. The only ticket was like a carrot, hanging in front of the elves to give them hope.

At the same time, the others were responsible for cutting off the retreat of these long-eared monsters. They either had to get a boat ticket or form another alliance. However, when the orcs were eliminated, the dwarves could not unite, and the undead could not communicate, the elves had no choice but to create another alliance.

On earth, there are only nine participants in the great game. Who can they unite with? In a sense, the elves' "suspicion" is fatal. If they think too much, they will inevitably miss the opportunity to go all in.

Humans are farming. The environment is better than ever before. Countless years of war have left behind countless debris, and they are expanding rapidly using these materials.

It is a dream to reach the strength of the angels, but it is still possible to become a true middle-level race. Don't forget that once years of frustration burst out, the desire to become stronger is difficult to estimate.

Yuki didn't guide them, and the power of 'I think' couldn't guide them either. He just gave them the task of destroying the undead everywhere, and called for angels for support when they encountered a strong enemy that was difficult to deal with.

[Hint 6: If a race loses more than 80% of its population, it will enter an endangered state, and its overall strength will be greatly reduced. If it loses more than 90%, it will lose its game qualification and assist players to eliminate it.]

The undead are endless to kill, but it is still possible to eliminate them from the game.

"The situation is very good. The only problem is that there is too little information about the Protoss, so we can't formulate a follow-up plan."

Yuki flew over the wasteland, concentrating on the task at hand. Since he couldn't wait for any information, it would be right to work hard to increase his own strength. Not a single minute could be wasted.

It is difficult to eliminate a race, but the gains are also huge. The seniors did not gain much before, so they can use the Sirens to improve their strength. According to the settings of the reincarnation game, the overall strength of the Protoss is definitely stronger than that of the Judge.

He was not afraid, as now was the stage of accumulating trump cards. The combined strength of the five races and their players was also stronger than that of the Judge. Don't forget that players could upgrade during the strategy process.

In the first stage, Yuuki gained the most, followed by Philen who fought with the Seekers everywhere, and the seniors and others were worse off. After all, they could only get rewards by increasing their favorability. As for Manas, he gained basically nothing and just watched the big whale snoring every day.

The conditions for various extraordinary skills to be promoted to "Legendary" are approaching, and the next step must be focused on. However, some of them are beyond his control, such as "Moonlight Ghost Steps". He needs to obtain a more advanced movement skill and combine the two.

Yuehua Guibu has already turned into energy for teleportation, where can he find it?

"Fortunately, I used the life of the Judge to gain Ikaros' trust. The joining of this epic player has greatly increased the overall strength." Yuuki looked at the pink-haired girl in front of him. This girl was silent and a bit naive, and would occasionally look at him quietly.

Ikaros was no fool. The so-called "civilian superman" and revenge for his friends were absolutely fake. This man came for the Inquisitor and had been hunting the Grand Inquisitor from the very beginning.

Hunting down the Grand Inquisitor was no longer just a matter of madness. If she hadn't been a wanted criminal, she would have already run away as far as possible.

Their interests were aligned, and Yuuki was terrifyingly powerful. Ikaros seemed very obedient, doing whatever he was told to do without asking any questions, and he didn't even object to the contract.

The contract was to allow Ikaros to continue progressing and stop him from running away once the Great Game entered its true stage. She did not object, as high risk meant high returns.

On the contrary, Yuki is not used to this kind of silence and always finds some topics to talk about.

"Do you think that player from the Siren Clan knows about the Judge?"

The two men landed on a desolate mountaintop where a battle had broken out. The mountain, several thousand meters above sea level, was full of holes, like a beehive.

"He probably doesn't know. He's very cautious and won't get involved in a war easily. The battlefield is chaotic, and we can't see any problems from the outside." Ikaros stroked the remains of an energy crystal. She liked this round sphere.

"He contacted you before, probably to find out the reason. After being rejected, it seems that he no longer has the intention to try again."

This is a suspicious point. Epic players generally won't be content with being insignificant, but the subsequent developments don't seem like they've had any private contact with the Judge.

Dio has become the King of Haste, so how could he not use his trump card?

Well, that’s an important reason why I’m looking for the insect tribe.

Of course Yuuki likes big, beautiful Pokémon, but besides the fact that these long-eared creatures are suspicious and he has no time to waste, more importantly, the players they belong to are involved in the war.

The group of 'Moonlight Demon Wolf' had faced the Judge directly. If given a choice, Yuki would never leave any hidden dangers.

"He must be preparing something in secret. To be honest, if there were no Judge, I would be like him, making a fortune quietly and farming in peace." Yuki looked at the wasteland without a single weed and suddenly shook his head in denial.

"But I've read the information. Insects don't have the natural talents of humans. Even if you control them, you can't become stronger quickly. What do you think he's doing?"

Yuki was very good at guiding people to think. Ikaros, who was originally indifferent, tilted his head slightly, thought seriously for a while, and then shook his head woodenly.

"do not know."

"It's very simple. There are two choices. The first is to lie down and play badly, and get through the dungeon. The second is to find a way out and dig up clues while we are tied up." Yuki was quite interested. He was a humble man. If he could see that there were problems with the great game, other epic players could do it too.

Ikaros shook her head stubbornly. She didn't believe it. She had the best resources and had spent so much effort to figure out the existence of the Protoss. Even if other players had doubts, they had no way to get in.

Yuki had a vague feeling, or perhaps even without the Judge, he could find out the truth by concentrating on clearing the dungeon, and the entry point would be very simple.

He saw the ruins on the other side of the mountain. Those were the ruins of a city. Some secrets might be hidden beneath these ruins. Why did the angels and the mechanical race have so few records about the gods?

These races threw themselves into the war, and the Sky City fell more than once. Useless information had long been buried, just as humans had lost even their history.

But the insect race has rarely participated in wars and is very good at digging holes.

[Hint 4: Each race has different understandings of the Torch, and the degree of access varies, but they are all highly confidential.]

Could it be that this tip has nothing to do with racial rankings?

Yuki kept revising his ideas, and the core argument was that an epic player would never choose to AFK.

He turned his head and saw that Ikaros' eyes had turned red, a sign that the Strategic Angel was activated.

"Did the search yield any results?"

"Hmm, there's life beneath the ruins." The girl pointed into the distance, her expression a little strange as the α system scanned. "They're not hiding themselves; they seem to be extending an invitation."

invite?

Yuki narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but laugh. "It seems this player is smarter than I expected. He has been paying attention to the war, but he didn't dwell on who was fighting."

"So what does he want to know?"

"Whoever is the winner will remain unchanged in the face of all changes. He only makes deals with winners." Yuki doesn't believe in coincidences at all. It is obvious that he is hiding thousands of miles away and knows the situation well.

You fight yours, I check mine, and only stand on the side of the winners, and use this time to prepare chips.

"A smart, sober and courageous player, aren't you interested?"

The strategic angel shook his head, causing Yuuki to laugh silently. He snapped his fingers and summoned a soul substitute.

"Then come with me to bear witness and tell me who this acquaintance is."

......

The Great Game has lasted for too many years and has changed the world beyond recognition. This change is not a physical destruction, but a mutation of today's survivors.

Once upon a time, the dwarves were a race that lived in the mountains and mainly engaged in forging, just like in Western fantasy stories. Now they all ride on airships and hardly touch the ground.

Countless years ago, Abdullas the Destroyer, Mesodars the Storm Whale, and Aravis the Death Salamander were not even born.

The world has changed dramatically, just like going from 4K to 40K. Not to mention inheritance, even many races have been destroyed.

"Just like this city, those giant statues, they look like aliens, don't they?"

Yuki walked in the wide alley and saw giant black centipede-like statues. They were broken into many pieces, and the missing ones could not be put together no matter how hard they tried.

"The half-buried city, which the aliens call a nest, has disappeared from the sky covered with inscriptions. Hmm, this trace is very similar to the fairy's dream fading, where nightmares become reality."

He had heard these stories from Ohm. The mechanical database passed down by the 'Webway Will' still retained some information, but after being formatted over a dozen times, not much was left.

This city is equivalent to a basin dug out of the ground, and the aliens then used a unique inscription system to create a lid, which can be called a fortress. Judging from the traces -

The goblins wiped out the sky, and then a certain race threw an entire mountain range in. After thousands and thousands of years of erosion, only some ruins remained exposed on the surface.

Hey.

Looking around, Yuki suddenly stopped and saw some shadows moving quickly in the ruins, and took a breath.

"Since you've invited me, why not waste some time? Tell me, was my analysis correct?"

The sound waves spread in the empty underground. Yuki came as a substitute and was not afraid of his own ideological confusion. For example, he thought the other party was an old scoundrel who acted after careful planning, but in fact he was a stupid person who was just playing around.

"As expected of a player assigned to the last race, you actually found this information from the side. Your observation skills are quite good."

Men's voices came from all directions, accompanied by the rustling sound of running limbs, which seemed extremely terrifying.

Confirmed, this is an old pervert, the kind of old pervert who observes secretly.

Confirmed that he has been deliberately hiding and actually knows a lot of things.

Yuki was relieved instead. He was most afraid of brainless mad dogs like Aravis. They were so crazy that they could ignore all logic and wisdom.

"you know me well?"

"I don't know much about you, but I'm very clear about your methods. The portrait must contain the keywords "cautious" and "rational." However, I'm too busy to contact you directly, so I don't know what big plan you are planning." A reply came from the darkness.

A strategic player who is extremely good at psychological analysis and can deduce from a certain phenomenon. In other words—

"It seems we are of the same kind. Why don't we meet? I'd love to be your friend."

"It's different. I'm a socially anxious person, but I'm also a pacifist." The boy answered, sounding very sincere.

Pacifist? The players who said this were all crazy.

Yuki smiled slightly sarcastically. It didn't matter if he didn't come out. He came here to talk about business, not to be gay or make friends.

"Let me guess. You should know that the initiative of the copy is in my hands. If I don't come to you, will you contact me a second time?"

"Yeah, but you'll definitely come to me."

"why?"

"Because you're very good at making assumptions, you'll definitely assume my thoughts and guess the true purpose of the Insect Tribe. This will be useful for Hint 7 and the second stage hidden in the background." The boy said calmly, as if he was playing a game.

"But the biggest difference between the strong and the mediocre is that they can imagine and verify. From the moment you appear, the elves are out of the game. Because you can guess that I have been hiding for so long, I must have chips that will be very useful to the winner."

Mind reading? No, it's psychological prediction. He has never had any contact with me, nor has he carefully observed the battlefield, yet he can predict everything?

Yuuki stopped laughing. He realized that this was a player who was smarter than Ayanokouji Kiyotaka. He liked smart people, but those who were too smart must die.

"Murderous intent, that's why I don't dare confront you directly. But don't worry, all my predictions have avoided a core issue. I've even cut off this thought and am only focusing on the progress of the dungeon."

"What core?" Yuki was stunned.

"Who were you planning to do to me after all this time?"

The second prediction completely eliminated the murderous intent.

It's not that Yuki changed his mind, but people who are too smart must die, but if you can't kill a super smart person, there's no need to waste time.

"Just tell me what bargaining chips you have. Since you are so smart, you should know why I keep the elves."

There is only one ticket, and the elves are not the best partners, but on the other hand, all retreat routes are cut off. The bargaining chips are not always the purest power. Now Yuki holds four races in his hands, and he can kill anyone he wants on earth.

"Amazing! I'm not as good as you in planning. You didn't leave me any choice before meeting me."

"Stop flattering me, just say what you want to say." Yuki was too lazy to talk nonsense. As for what the other party's bargaining chips were, he had already guessed it.

Yes, when Yuuki was busy hunting the Judge and preparing for the next stage, the boy did not AFK, he just broke away from the game and focused on clearing the dungeon.

No matter who he cooperates with, the information in his hands is a bargaining chip. As the saying goes, you fight yours and I do mine. He was aloof and did two things.

First, completely master the insect race and use the talents of this race to the fullest extent.

Second, using this talent, when all races participate in the war, skip this stage directly and investigate the next stage.

"There are ten races on earth, and there is another one in the sky, called the Gods. Am I right?"

"Yes." Yuki's words were concise and to the point, which proved that the other party had some information. At their level, it was too difficult to make up stories to deceive people.

"The Insect Tribe rarely participates in wars, and their history, preserved over countless years, is relatively intact. But that's not enough. I lead them around the world to excavate ruins and investigate secrets. This way, I know more than the Angel Tribe, and you need this intelligence for the Divine Torch."

The young man talked eloquently, saying that he had special props that allowed the insect tribe to spread throughout the inner and outer rings, allowing them to move around under his nose while other races were busy fighting.

Countless ruins were excavated, and countless incomplete documents were collected by him, and then analyzed and summarized.

Hiyori from the Angel Clan was unable to do this task, and Yuuki from the Hunting Judge had even less time to do it. As for the other players, they didn't even have time to brush up on their reputation.

In other words, after discovering something was wrong, the teenager spent more than a month investigating the matter.

With time, ability, and racial coordination, we can certainly get the answer.

"Huh, this is a player similar to Hitoshi. He's not good at directly participating in battles, but he can maximize his strengths, which makes him a talent."

Yuki didn't ask any further questions. He just knew that this person had some useful information. Since both parties were willing to cooperate, there was nothing more to say.

A blurry phantom appeared, with unclear facial features, more like a rubber man. This was the real clone, the kind that could split consciousness.

"You still can't believe me?"

"I'm sorry, I'm not good at fighting. I just want to increase my participation and get rewards." Phantom bowed slightly. If Yuki really defeated the gods, intelligence would of course also be participation. If Yuki failed, he would not lose much. At most, he would have wasted more than a month.

If you calculate very carefully, you will win both ways.

Yuki lowered his eyes and spread out the earth-bending contract. There was still one last spot in the contract for the union of the four tribes. The elves could never have imagined that this spot was given to the insect tribe, which had no sense of existence.