“Damn it! Plagiarism!”

    Seeing the dark web interface reflected in his soul, Yu Sheng’an couldn’t help but curse.

    The dark web interface was identical to the Internet he created!

    Even the default theme was exactly the same.

    Moreover, all the features were completely copied from his Internet.

    Currently, the available features on the Internet include:

    Social, Forum, Library, Online Courses, Music Temple, [Conquest Sub-Dimension], Q&A Community, Internet Bank, Empire’s Official Website, and Lighting.

    Except for ‘Lighting,’ the dark web had almost copied all the functions of the Internet.

    The differences were:

    “Music Temple” became “Music Shrine”;

    “[Conquest Sub-Dimension]” became “Followers of the Underworld God”;

    “Internet Bank” became “Dark Web Bank”.

    Looking at this familiar yet strange page, Yu Sheng’an was so angry that he almost exploded.

    Underworld God, you’re ruthless!

    “Phew…”

    Yu Sheng’an took a deep breath and exhaled to calm his temper, then patiently began to examine it.

    The more he looked, the angrier he got.

    The library was one thing.

    But the Forum, Online Courses, Q&A Community, and Music Temple had their top-rated content all plundered by the Underworld God.

    For God’s sake, they didn’t even change the posters’ names!

    How blatant do you have to be to pull this off?

    No!

    That’s just pure laziness, isn’t it?

    Yu Sheng’an was angry to the point of laughter.

    After skimming through the dark web’s regular features and grasping its fundamentals, Yu Sheng’an summoned a low-tier wraith, using the Six Sense Sharing Contract to control the wraith to log into the dark web again.

    Meanwhile, his divine avatar teleported away.

    He decided to check out ‘Followers of the Underworld God.’ This operation might be dangerous, so using a substitute was safer.

    He was very curious how the Underworld God copied his Fourth Calamity!

    After controlling the wraith to click on [Followers of the Underworld God], a popup appeared with text explanations, along with images and videos.

    The content was clearly a beginner’s guide!

    ‘This beginner’s guide is not bad. Although it has less visual impact than mine, it’s more straightforward.’

    Yu Sheng’an gave an objective assessment and then swiped through the guide.

    In the next moment, his vision suddenly went dark.

    The next experience was almost identical to submerging his main consciousness into the Divine Projection.

    Could ‘Followers of the Underworld God’ have split his soul?

    Just as this doubt arose in his mind, Yu Sheng’an’s vision brightened.

    He found himself in a vast, rugged canyon; before him were steep cliffs reaching the clouds, and below, piles of bones stacked like a mountain.

    And he was one of those bones.

    Countless undead around him wobbled up from the bone piles, their hollow eye sockets flickering with soul fire, shockingly observing the world around!

    “Great Underworld God, Vede is willing to serve you eternally!”

    “Oh my god, I turned into a skeleton?”

    “How disgusting! I turned into a zombie!”

    “This is unbelievable, it’s a miracle!”

    Countless players exclaimed in surprise, with various soul vibrations rippling out.

    Yu Sheng’an ignored the players’ exclamations. He glanced at the surroundings, then looked down to check his appearance.

    At this moment, ‘he’ had turned into a low-tier undead, missing an arm and four ribs. The bones of his arms were full of cracks, and one leg bone was clearly not original, looking particularly robust.

    That wasn’t the main point.

    The main point was that, with God’s Perspective enabled, Yu Sheng’an could clearly see that the low-tier wraith he controlled had a wisp of its soul split and merged into this undead’s soul.

    In other words, this undead became his avatar.

    Forcing a fragile soul to merge into an undead soul and dominate it was indeed an astounding feat.

    Only the Underworld God, who wielded the power of the netherworld, could achieve this.

    Yu Sheng’an’s eyes glimmered with intelligence.

    The Underworld God was no simple figure!

    He moved his limbs a bit. With game prompts, he mimicked most players, trying to find better bones underfoot to replace his own.

    After some effort and replacement, he looked more normal. At least the bones were all human, with no deficiencies.

    Many players engaged in similar, normal behavior.

    But some focused on ‘practicality,’ replacing both arms with massive beast claws.

    Seeing this, Yu Sheng’an sighed.

    His painstakingly contrived ‘bioarmor’ was effortlessly achieved by the Underworld God.

    Damn, comparisons are odious!

    Of course, they each had their own advantages.

    His bioarmor was entirely made of magical tools and mechanical constructs, unaffected by the host’s strength.

    One could say even a three-year-old could wield a rocket launcher on the battlefield.

    However, its downside was also very clear: high production cost.

    The Underworld God’s bioarmor was limited by undead strength.

    Without enough power, the player-controlled undead couldn’t equip high-level bone components.

    Even if they forced them on, they couldn’t be activated, only using their basic attributes like hardness.

    But its advantage was evident: low cost.

    The Underworld is vast, with countless undead residing there. The fall of one advanced undead was like a whale fall, enough to foster countless mid to low-level undead and numerous mid to low-level bone components.

    After completing his gear change, Yu Sheng’an blended in with the main player troop, traversing the path on the canyon’s edge to climb out.

    Outside the canyon was a massive city wall stretching for tens of miles, protecting the area.

    Inside the city, dozens of Magic Towers stood tall.

    According to the game prompts, every Magic Tower housed teleportation magic wells that connected to small and medium planes being invaded by the Underworld God.

    Players who wished to go there needed to venture into the wild to gather enough energy to activate the teleportation array.

    “The cost calculation is very meticulous!”

    Yu Sheng’an examined these Magic Towers while walking toward the city gates.

    He wanted to personally control and experience the effect of this undead avatar.

    “Hey, brother, are you solo? Want to team up?”

    A skeleton resembling an upright lizard ran over.

    “No problem!”

    Yu Sheng’an nodded, clicking on the virtual screen that quietly appeared before him.

    —It was a team request from a player called ‘Dragon God.’

    “Brother, how do you feel? I think it’s awesome! So amazing! I never imagined the great Underworld God would have such incredible power.”

    The player Dragon God clearly wanted someone to chat with and was enthusiastically praising.

    “Yeah, plagiarism, of course, it’s incredible!”

    Yu Sheng’an wanted to curl his lips, but since a skeleton lacked them, he could only flash his soul fire a few times in disdain and mockery.

    “What? Plagiarize what?”

    “Nothing.”

    “I’m from Gecko City, name’s Lingeda. What’s yours, brother?”

    “I think Gojiro would suit you better!”

    Yu Sheng’an looked at the big lizard skeleton beside him, all seriousness.

    “Why?”

    “You resemble it.”

    “Resemble? Is Gojiro some kind of dragon?”

    “Congratulations, you guessed it right.”

    “Really? Is it powerful?”

    “Powerful!”

    “Great, then I’ll rename to Gojiro. By the way, what should I call you, brother?”

    “Don’t disclose personal info in-game; it’s basic knowledge, didn’t you know?”

    As Yu Sheng’an casually responded to this player, the two had already walked out of the city.

    Outside the city, the world was a gray, desolate expanse.

    In the dim sky, countless soul fragments drifted down like heavy snow.

    Hardly any undead shadow could be seen on the earth!

    Of course, except for the players.

    Don’t ask how Yu Sheng’an discerned which were players and which were wild undead.

    It’s simple. The Underworld God, by stimulating the soul, presented player names in his sight.

    It looked exactly like in-game names hovering above heads.

    Yu Sheng’an’s [Conquest Sub-Dimension] didn’t have this display feature!

    So this was definitely the Underworld God’s original creation.

    In fact, if Yu Sheng’an hadn’t developed the Internet before the Underworld God, he would’ve suspected if the Underworld God was also from Blue Star.

    “Didn’t they say the underworld is full of undead?” Gojiro’s soul fire flickered, evidently confused.

    “Near player respawn points, there’s no undead left even if there were more!” Yu Sheng’an kept walking deeper.

    “Wow, brother, you know a lot.”

    “No, it’s not that I know a lot. I’ve played it before.”

    “Played it before?” Gojiro’s soul fire flickered more: “Impossible, the dark web just launched!”

    “But the Internet’s been out for ages!”

    “Internet?”

    Gojiro looked puzzled.

    Chapter Summary

    Yu Sheng'an discovers that the Underworld God plagiarized his Internet to create a dark web version. Frustrated by the blatant copying, he investigates further using a wraith. He enters a world where players appear as undead and realizes the Underworld God controls it masterfully, despite some differences from his creation. Amid introspection and humor, Yu Sheng'an navigates through this alternate dimension while contemplating the imitation's intricacy.

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