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Join the ServerAfter logging out of the game, we were met with wave after wave of even more thunderous applause.
The host smiled obsequiously and handed us two sheets of paper with several incomprehensible paragraphs written on them.
“The awards ceremony will take place after the carnival begins. Next, please wait until the countdown in the sky reaches zero, then recite the sentences on the paper earnestly to unveil the carnival!”
Recite sentences?
What good would that do? Could this barren place conjure magic?
Ah, whatever!
Yingning’s face was flushed with a mix of nervousness and intense joy, making her look even more radiant.
I gently squeezed her hand, and we exchanged a smile.
After that smile, all trace of nervousness vanished from Yingning’s eyes.
The massive system notification box in the sky had disappeared, replaced by an even larger countdown display.
10 – 9 – 8 – 7 – 6 – 5 – 4 –
3 –
2 –
1 –
Yingning suddenly gripped my hand tightly, and we recited the sentences from the paper in unison.
“May the stars twinkle in the night sky—endless starlight guide your journey—”
“May the curtain of darkness fall—may evil stay far from your pure heart—”
The moment our voices faded, the earth began to tremble violently!
A real tremor, not a simulated screen shake!
What’s happening? An earthquake?!
It can’t be part of the game company’s design, right? This isn’t the game—this is reality!
The earthquake continued, shaking the players off balance. Amid their terrified screams, something even more horrifying occurred… the ground split open!
It wasn’t a terrifying chasm, but a network of cracks spreading across the earth, as if something was struggling to break through from beneath this barren yellow soil.
Finally, they emerged—green sprouts.
At the same time, the ethereal, smoky sound of a xiao flute filled the air, intertwining with the cracking earth. Strangely, it calmed everyone present.
The sound possessed a strange power, causing the panicked players to stop running and struggling, closing their eyes in rapture, forgetting everything—even their peril.
Even more miraculous, the sprouts began to grow wildly with the flute’s melody. At first just tiny, tender cotyledons, they quickly shot up to the height of a person’s calf.
They revealed sturdy roots, brownish-gray trunks, and spiral patterns coiling upward like serpents.
The flute continued, and the plants kept growing, avoiding the crowd, spreading their leaves, greedily soaking up sunlight.
They grew endlessly, as if they would never stop. Soon, they blotted out the sun above us.
The flute’s tune became less ethereal and more lively, flowing through this vibrant jungle, brushing past our ears, leaving us with nothing but awe.
The trees continued to grow, now thicker than a person’s hug.
The serpent-like protrusions on the trunks grew wider, keeping pace with the trees.
Only then did we realize that the inconspicuous snake patterns on the tender seedlings had been the trees’ predetermined paths.
Nests grew on the branches, and the trunks split open, dropping white eggs into the nests.
The flute’s pitch suddenly soared, and at the same time, the tender chirping of hatchlings made everyone’s hearts tremble.
The chirping—
This was the universe’s greatest declaration, announcing the birth of life.
Time moved on. Houses grew from the trunks, and from the houses emerged beautiful humanoid beings with pointed ears. They walked through the dense forest and greeted us warmly.
Suddenly, they stopped—on branches, in front of houses, on the ground—clasping their hands in prayer, gazing devoutly in one direction.
A stirring chant echoed through the forest:
“May the stars twinkle in the night sky—endless starlight guide your journey—”
“May the curtain of darkness fall—may evil stay far from your pure heart—”
“Journey alone—you walk the path by yourself—”
“Darkness has come—remember the promise in your heart—”
“May the call of the evil shadow—fall silent—”
“May your long journey—ignite the stars—”
“Darkness has come—you must keep your word—”
“Darkness has come—you must keep your word—”
The flute’s melody faded away, but the miraculous forest remained before us.
[The Nine Hua Alliance officially declares: The First Global ‘Quest’ Carnival is now open!]
There were no noisy fireworks, but this opening surpassed any we had ever seen or imagined.
Though we weren’t in the game, a clickable system notification box still appeared before us.
How magical…
This world’s tech skill points were all dumped into gaming… it’s so skewed it can’t be fixed.
[Alliance Reminder: You are free to walk around and experience the unique scenery of this carnival. You can try talking to the elven NPCs, or with friends, fully immerse yourselves in the real-life version of the Aeder continent—the Elven Forest.]
Worth mentioning, I initially thought everything we saw was just holographic projections. However, those trees and birds were real—truly real. But the elves were fake, mere illusions. They could speak and interact, but couldn’t be touched. I have no idea how the officials managed that, but it’s not my concern.
After all, they dumped all their skill points into game development, leaving their internet security far behind. They might be able to handle the locals, but they can’t handle me!
“Wow—how amazing!” Turret Fairy and the others had already regrouped with us, standing under a tree and marveling at it.
Huo Jinjin smirked, pushing up his glasses. “According to A Brief History of Time… sorry, I can’t keep making this up.”
Qingyu kept sneaking glances at me with an unreadable expression.
Yingning hooked her arm through mine, resting her cheek on my shoulder happily. “Sis, it’s so great that you could come to the carnival.”
This trip was totally worth it. Getting all those pet items was secondary; the main highlight was the miraculous sudden forest, which truly broadened our horizons.
As expected, the Quest officials never disappoint. Though I suspected they had a big move when I saw the barren land, I never expected such a surprising one.
[Alliance Reminder: Please proceed with your team to the Elven Forest second floor—’Sylph Memorial Hall’ for the ID Fighting Tournament awards ceremony!]
[Alliance Reminder: The first batch of sales at the Elven Forest second floor—’Sylph Memorial Hall’ will begin soon. Please do not push or run; proceed slowly under the guidance of the elves.]
[Alliance Reminder: Please follow the system guide with your team to the champion’s exclusive passage.]
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