Chapter 45: Primordial World: Encountering the Great Sage Yang Mei!

Cackling.

Jiang Ping downed half a bottle of joy juice. Although he wasn’t a fan of the taste anymore, joy juice was a belief—something he could never forget!

His brows furrowed as he sensed the authorities had begun searching for the first test players. Yet, he didn’t pay it much mind; he had anticipated this.

After all, it was hard not to get noticed in such an obviously abnormal game.

Like a flickering flame in the dark, it was quite eye-catching. Unexpectedly, it wasn’t long before those who leaked information were found out.

The game itself wouldn’t leak any information; only players could do that themselves.

However, this game actually bound their souls. The icons on the computer interface were just decorations; 100kb was truly just image memory! “Cherish your gaming opportunity; after all, this may look like a game, but it’s not something to mess around with!” Jiang Ping murmured to himself on the game forum.

At that moment, the forum was bustling, with who knows how many officials lurking among the crowd, even foreign forces involved. However, as a person from Huaxia, Jiang Ping knew that Primordial World was rooted in Huaxia mythology, and all 100 first test players were from the Huaxia region.

Meanwhile, various bits of information about ‘Myriad Realms: Primordial World’ were revealed. Although it seemed only 100 people were playing, countless others were strategizing behind the scenes! Anyone with a brain could recognize that this game was far from simple! After testing, other players couldn’t log in successfully. Lin Qing cautiously clicked in front of others, and as the screen went black, he lost touch with his physical body.

Someone shook him; Lin Qing, however, could still perceive within the game and was reminded by the system to log off.

After a simple test, confirming it was indeed cutting-edge technology, the two couriers exchanged glances, realizing this was beyond their grasp.

Lin Qing re-entered the Primordial World to explore, bouncing and constantly exploring the mysteries of his body, hoping to try and kill a monster like the Spending Addict.

At home, Jiang Ping watched the group of players explore. “Finally, some unpredictability has been added to the Primordial World,” he sighed.

The Spending Addict was impressive. Among the first batch of test players, he was the first to get a handle on his new body. Such a person in modern times would just be a gaming addict; thrown into a world with swords and magic, he might become a legendary swordsman.

Sometimes, it’s not that you’re worthless; it’s just that you don’t fit this world. The fault lies with the world, not you!

You just need to discover your own shining point! Among the first test players, some were dying one by one, quickly replaced by those constantly clicking through. This night was destined to be turbulent!

The Steam platform crashed as various strange beings flooded in!

On Weibo: ‘Primordial World’ game? Created by the gods! Quickly climbed to the top spot! Jiang Ping sat calmly at his fishing spot, observing the players burn the midnight oil exploring. His gaze shifted to the innate deities that were continuously being birthed.

‘You local deities better not be outdone by these players.’

North Mysterious Rain, a fervent gaming enthusiast, realized something was off with ‘Myriad Realms: Primordial World.’ He clicked incessantly and finally snagged a spot after the first test players died.

‘Why do I look like this? Like a ghost?’

Having no time to complain about his new body, he dove into this chaotic world.

‘Primordial World, here I come!’

Not sure how many kilometers he had covered, thankfully his gaming avatar had great physical stats. Otherwise, Beimei would have been worn out by now, stuffing anything edible he found into his mouth.

He grew substantially without realizing it, his speed doubling. “Did I eat some miracle elixir?” he wondered.

However, the priority now was to find an NPC to talk to. He couldn’t waste time thinking and started taking pictures of various wondrous fruits.

Little did he know, it was the dawn of creation, where spiritual fruits were abundant. A mere glance downward could yield great finds, even moving future immortals to tears.

Moreover, the hybrids reincarnated from test players were among the rare powerful divine beasts in the future. As time shifted, later players wouldn’t have such a beneficial environment.

While Beimei wandered haphazardly, his body continued to grow until he finally bumped into a humanoid creature. His eyes lit up, and he rushed over to greet them:

“Great God, please hold on!”

This humanoid being had hair as green as willow branches, donned in a green robe, and their long green eyebrows swayed like branches. For some reason, the aura around them made Beimei feel quite comfortable.

Yet, aside from looking, Beimei tried to probe with his newly discovered divine sense, only to find emptiness ahead as if this person didn’t exist in this space! The green-robed man chuckled lightly, “You can’t just call anyone ‘Great God’. But I can handle your previous comment. Friend, why does your aura seem so peculiar? It’s unlike any other Primordial beings I’ve encountered. Could it be that you hail from the Chaos?”

Beimei was baffled, “What Chaos? Is that some sort of chaotic beast?”

This NPC was peculiar. Was this just how they spoke? Did they respond like this no matter who asked them questions?

Because he couldn’t quite grasp what was said, Beimei directly asked his biggest question:

“Great God, I don’t quite understand you, but I’d like to ask, what time is it now? Has the Monkey King appeared yet or is Nuwa still molding humans?”

The green-robed man raised an eyebrow. Naturally good-natured, he didn’t hold it against Beimei for his off-topic question. He slowly replied:

“Which Monkey God? I haven’t heard his name mentioned; he hasn’t been born yet. But long ago, I saw a mad monkey swinging a big stick, always looking for someone to fight with. As for Nuwa, I’ve never heard of her either.\

The green-robed man continued shaking his head, his green brows swaying in the wind.

“Really? You haven’t even heard of Nuwa? She’s one of the six innate saints! This NPC seems incredibly ill-informed.”

Beimei thought to himself.

“A mad monkey swinging a stick? The Monkey King? Could it be he was still dominating Flower Fruit Mountain before causing havoc in the heavens?”

Beimei speculated. This game was ridiculously odd—couldn’t they just inform players what time it was? That way, it would be easier to follow the storyline! While Beimei was lost in thought, the green-robed man continued, “As for the current time, it’s just shortly after Pangu split the heavens and the earth. There have been many living beings appearing across the land, and the remnants of fallen demon gods have started to come into being.”

“What?!”

Before the green-robed man could elaborate, Beimei exclaimed in shock, “So, it’s shortly after Pangu created the heavens and earth? That means I can easily pick up spiritual treasures and eat divine fruits? This is amazing, amazing! If this game truly has spirit, this is the best time!”

Beimei was almost trembling with excitement. At this realization, he couldn’t contain his exhilaration and wanted to log off quickly to share this incredible scoop with his fellow test players.

Interrupted by Beimei’s exuberant exclamations, the green-robed man still smiled, seemingly very composed.

“Great God, I can’t chat anymore; I need to log off and notify my companions.”

Beimei waved goodbye to the green-robed man.

He planned to log off elegantly.

“Log off?”

Hearing this unfamiliar term, the green-robed man regarded Beimei thoughtfully.

“By the way, oh Great God, I haven’t asked your name yet.”

Just before logging off, Beimei suddenly remembered he hadn’t inquired about the other’s name.

The green-robed man smiled and said, “You can call me Yang Mei.”

“Ah, Great God Yang Mei.”

With that, Beimei’s consciousness completely exited the Primordial World.

To Yang Mei, the strange aura had entirely dissipated from this creature.

This hybrid being glanced at Yang Mei with a look of curiosity, then began to instinctively wander through the heavens and earth, occasionally munching on spiritual herbs to stave off hunger.

“Did it disappear? What a strange being, able to traverse time and space before my eyes without being detected” Yang Mei remarked in admiration.

Having mostly recovered from his injuries, Yang Mei was eager to rush from the depths of Chaos simply to observe how marvelous this world, born from the sacrifice of the Chaos King, truly was.

Indeed, encountering such oddities, Yang Mei lightly waved a green dust and his eyes sparkled with cracks in space.

With a sweep of his vast divine sense, he noticed that there were indeed several beings with such peculiar auras.

“Who would have thought that among the three thousand Chaos Demons, I’m the only one left?” Yang Mei gently sighed.

Suddenly, his eyes turned eastward. “I sense a familiar aura. Is that the Elder Cuyuan? I can’t believe it survived the calamity of creation!”

Yang Mei focused on the direction of Yujing Mountain! After realizing what the Primordial World had to offer, Yang Mei’s interest waned significantly as he took a step. The mountains shifted, and a crack in space appeared.