After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

Chapter 238 - 238: Number 1! All the Gods (1)

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Chapter 238 - 238: Number 1! All the Gods (1)

Translator: _Min_

The buzz surrounding “Oracle” was overwhelming, with tens of thousands of new posts flooding the forum every day.

New posts would easily get drowned in the deluge.

Yet once pinned, they were impossible to miss.

[Where are the admins? How did an account from the Great Xia Empire get here?]

[Provoked right at our doorstep, and we’re supposed to just sit here and do nothing? Delete the post!]

[NINE, who do you think you are? You think you can claim the first clear in your own Great Xia? Let me tell you, I don’t even need K God to handle you, I can beat you myself.]

Si Fuqing, her head resting on her hand, opened a PK (Player Kill) room. [NINE]: “Join the PK. I’ll fight you until even your mother won’t recognize you.”

The challenger couldn’t resist such provocation and immediately accepted the challenge.

Many were eager to witness the spectacle, but just as they clicked to watch, a system notification announced the dissolution of the PK room.

Then, a new post appeared.

[NINE]: “Trash.”

A stunned silence was the theme across all the forums.

The player who had just battled NINE was indeed a deity in gaming, with a record APM of 478.

But to lose in less than a minute?

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Accusations flew, alleging NINE had hacked the forum’s vulnerabilities.

The Oracle development center’s headquarters were inundated with reports.

“It’s a GM,” the head of the tech team announced after checking. “Everything’s normal; there’s been no breach.”

A GM?!

This revelation sent shockwaves through the tech staff.

Since when did the Great Xia Empire have a GM?

And apparently, a high-level one at that.

Who would dare delete a post pinned by a GM?

The tech team left the complainers to their futile protests.

Meanwhile, as the foreign forums fell silent as mice, the domestic Weibo was ablaze.

#NINE, Great Xia Empire# #NINE: I’m here#

#Who Dares Say Great Xia Has No One?# [Damn, NINE the God is so cool!]

[Who else can do that, I ask? Who else?!]

[NINE the God himself admitted he’s from Great Xia! Tonight at seven, I’m watching the first clear live!]

Si Fuqing wasn’t on Weibo; she was scrolling through her friends’ circle.

She copied a post about exchanging likes for dolls from Gu Huiyan and shared it in her friend circle, appreciating the cunning style of this old fox director. It wasn’t until Si Fuqing scrolled to a new post in her feed that her expression changed.

[Pei Mengzhi]: “Brothers, NINE the God is truly my idol. Look at his attitude! So resolute! I’m heading to the dungeon entrance right now. I don’t believe I can’t catch a glimpse of the God today!”

Si Fuqing:

There was no need for that.

She had no intention of logging into the game just yet.

Are these people really that free?

Si Fuqing took out the needle and thread given to her by Gu Huiyan, planning to sketch an embroidery design first.

Then Yu Tang’s call came through, “Qingqing, you must get the first clear!

Show them! Don’t worry about dragging me along; I’ll only slow you down.”

“It’s fine,” Si Fuqing replied lazily. “Whether I bring you or not, I’ll fight all the same.”

After ending the call, Yu Tang hopped out of the room in joy, as she excitedly showed the post to Yu Xiheng.

“Uncle Nine, look, NINE the God!” she exclaimed. “So cool, my idol!” Yu Xiheng glanced at the post, with indifference in his eyes, “Average at best.”

“What do you mean average? He’s extraordinary,” Yu Tang insisted, clenching her fists. “I’m going with NINE the God into the dungeon tonight.”

Yu Xiheng’s gaze darkened.

He had no plans to do the dungeon , but he would keep a close eye on Yu Tang, ensuring she wasn’t taken advantage of online.

“Shiyan,” Shen Xingjun then entered. “The new Oracle dungeon opens tonight.

I’ve created an account, will you carry me?”

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Yu Xiheng’s gaze remained fixated as he responded with, “No.”

Shen Xingjun was speechless, as he tried to defend himself, “I’m not bad at games, you know. I’ve played plenty of online games.”

Yu Xiheng slowly poured a cup of tea, “I already have teammates.”

Shen Xingjun was puzzled.

Already? Who?

Did he even have a social circle in the game?

Unlikely.

Left with no other option, Shen Xingjun decided to play on his own.

Meanwhile, in the Western Continent.

At the training headquarters of the West Deities esports team.

It was morning in the Western Continent.

“Captain, this NINE is really audacious,” a team member commented, shaking his head. “He’s a thirty-year-old man. Does he really think he can compete with you in terms of hand speed?”

The combat system in Oracle offered two modes of play.

One was PvP, where players battled each other.

The other was PvE, fighting against NPCs generated by the game.

Dungeons and raids fell into the second category.

In Oracle, PvP demanded higher APM.

However, dungeons still required fast hand speed.

As each generation of the game evolves, so do its gods, which is partially due to age..

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