Chapter Twenty-Four: The Killing Game (End)

“Sigh, if one day I really stride to my death with such gallantry, I wonder if that group would organize such a tragic farewell for me as well.” Though Luo Hanya was sighing with emotion, his expression grew rather animated, and then a trace of a serene smile played at the corners of his lips—no one would suspect this was a man about to march to his death.

“Hm, it’s been half an hour. They should be far away by now.” Luo Hanya glanced at the time, intending to take out the purified nitroglycerin and teach the old man below a lesson he’d never forget. At this point, perhaps you, dear readers, are puzzled—wasn’t that purified nitroglycerin back at the villa? How could it be in Luo Hanya’s hands?

Let’s turn our perspective back to the first day. After Luo Hanya finished dinner early and left the main hall, he quietly slipped into Wang Hui’s room, entered the secret chamber once again, and, after confirming there were no surveillance devices, took the potentially deadly nitroglycerin and placed it in his game satchel. Everything that happened afterward unfolded just as he had surmised: inside the game satchel, all items were in a suspended state, and additional information about the item appeared.

Name: Purified Nitroglycerin Type: ??? Quality: ??? Effect: ??? Note: ??? Removable from script: Yes

At the time, he was amazed by the item—other than the name, everything else was a mystery, and it could be taken out of the script, leading him to believe it was extremely rare. Only half an hour ago did he finally understand what it truly was: this little bottle could level everything within a two-kilometer radius! It was utterly mind-blowing! If only he could keep it… Luo Hanya gazed at the nitroglycerin in his satchel, his face full of reluctant fondness, as if he were admiring some precious family heirloom.

“Luo Hanya, inviting you to this game was truly my greatest miscalculation.” As Luo Hanya wavered, a calm voice echoed from below. The mysterious elder evidently hadn’t anticipated the game would turn out like this; he spoke with disappointment, “I never imagined that the nitroglycerin I left here to add some excitement would become the key to destroying my game.”

“Old man, are you scared? How about a win-win? Open the door, disarm the bomb, and I’ll let you go your way—I’ll go mine. We’ll go our separate paths and never cross again.” Seeing a glimmer of hope, Luo Hanya wasn’t in a hurry to throw the nitroglycerin anymore. He lounged about, bargaining with the old man below.

“Hahaha, you really think I’m down here? You pitiful bunch. How could someone of my status possibly be here? I’ve never once set foot in that villa. What you saw at the start was merely a stand-in. Down here, there’s only a loudspeaker and an intercom. Apart from my voice, I’ve left not a single trace.” Like any classic villain, the old fox wouldn’t be caught so easily—he wasn’t even present.

“Hanya Luo, prey like you truly fills me with both love and hate.”

“Oh no, please don’t love me—I’m really not interested.” Luo Hanya cut off the mysterious elder immediately, his face wearing a roguish grin.

The old man was clearly taken aback by this retort. After a slight pause, he went on, “Interesting, very interesting. This time, I’ll spare your life for now. The bomb on you has been disarmed. I look forward to our next encounter.”

“Hey, what about the others? I’m a warrior who sacrificed himself for justice! The mission of justice is not yet over—how can I bow out alone?” Luo Hanya, face full of righteous indignation, interrupted the elder again, striking a pose that was the epitome of melodrama.

“Hmph! Stop playing the fool. The others are fine. Remember this, Hanya Luo—next time we meet, I’ll show you what terror truly is.”

Surprisingly, the mysterious old man let Luo Hanya off, leaving only the villain’s classic promise, “I’ll be back,” followed by the crackle of static.

Luo Hanya shrugged and let out a sigh, running a hand through his hair. “What can I say—sometimes being too handsome, too strong, is a crime. Ah, he’s in such a hurry, so angry, but he just can’t kill me.”

After finishing a set of self-congratulatory poses that, in his mind, were dashing but would make anyone else wince, the system’s voice finally sounded:

Current mission completed. Main storyline completed.

You have completed the script. Would you like to teleport now? Luo Hanya hummed a cheerful tune and chose to teleport immediately. His body dissolved into white light and, in an instant, he returned to the login space.

He hurried to the mirror and saw that his face was no longer that of a world-weary middle-aged man. He breathed a sigh of relief, yet felt a pang of melancholy. Raising his brows, he pieced together the situation from the last script. So far, it seemed there were two ways to enter the game’s script: either the character’s body was transported, or his soul possessed another body.

Script completed. Rewards being calculated…

Experience gained: 2000 Game coins: 10,000

Items obtained: Purified Nitroglycerin, The Dead Man’s Last Testament

Mission 11 accepted and completed

Special ending reward: The mysterious elder’s interest. Please collect later.

Special/hidden quests completed: 0

Your script rating allows you to select an extra reward. Please choose shortly.

Achievement points: 1,000

Achievement bonus: Experience +1,000, Game coins +3,000

Script completion reward: A Kind Heart

Settlement complete. Please continue.

You have reached level 10. Maximum health increased.

You have earned a new title: Game Explorer

Name: Game Explorer Type: Title Quality: Excellent Attribute: None Special Skill: Divination Note: Calm thought, decisive action, and a bit of luck have enabled your high script completion rate.

Honor value: 4

Noticing the skill attached to the title, Luo Hanya’s eyes lit up. Zhuge Liang was his childhood idol—he wondered just how powerful this skill would be.

Name: Divination Type: Active Skill Rank: ??? Effect: Instantly reveals the final location and all information—including race, abilities, appearance, weaknesses, etc.—for the current script. 30-minute cooldown, repeatable. Ineffective against those vastly more powerful than the user. Note: With a snap of the fingers, break the enemy lines of a million.

This skill was extremely useful for overall strategy. If only the cooldown were shorter—it would be a god-tier ability.

“Ah, just call me Luo the Strategist!” Luo Hanya boasted, feeling as if he were about to soar skyward.

Name: The Dead Man’s Last Testament Type: Single-use consumable Quality: Ordinary Effect: Provides clues when used

Note: This is the last testament left by Tan Yue for his friend Hanya Luo at the end of his life. Imbued with the hope of the deceased, it has gained a mysterious power—such is the greatness of willpower!

“Who would have thought that after Tan Yue’s death, he’d leave me such a gift? Don’t worry, brother—I’ll copy down its contents and keep them forever. As for this item, I’ll use it with utmost care.” Luo Hanya looked at the testament, his expression complex, then resolute, making a solemn promise.

Name: Kind Heart Type: Single-use consumable Quality: Excellent Effect: Permanently increases honor value by 3 when used Note: This is a symbol of kindness, created simply to give ‘nice guys’—no, kind people—a little more support, so they don’t get bullied out of the game.

Upon seeing this, Luo Hanya wanted to call the authorities—he stood there, exasperated at the bizarre note, half amused, half annoyed. But soon, he lifted his head with pride. “I may be strong, and I may not be a pushover, but refusing free gifts just isn’t in keeping with the virtue of thrift!” With that, he righteously used the Kind Heart.

Kind Heart used. Honor value permanently increased by 3.

Luo Hanya delightedly admired his honor value, praising his own thriftiness yet again.

As Luo Hanya brazenly boasted to himself, the familiar selection menu appeared once more.

Please select your extra reward: 1. Randomly draw an equipment item appropriate to your level. 2. A fixed amount of game coins and experience.

Luo Hanya’s demeanor shifted, taking on an air of authority. He shouted, “Witness my lucky hand! I choose you, epic equipment!”

Congratulations, you have obtained the Xuanyuan Sword.

“History-making! Super lucky hand!” Upon seeing the weapon’s name, Luo Hanya burst out laughing, convinced his springtime had finally arrived. It felt as though a fire was burning within him, ready to consume the world—he wanted to shout, “Who can compare to me?” like Wei Yan on the eve of battle.

After a bout of wild laughter, Luo Hanya, still grinning, drew the Xuanyuan Sword, striking a few stylish poses before nodding in satisfaction, eager to admire its glorious attributes.

Name: Xuanyuan Sword (Replica) Type: Weapon Quality: Excellent Attack: None Attributes: None Special Effect: Intimidation Note: This is a divine dud, accidentally forged by a certain master thief. The thief had intended to create a high-quality counterfeit Xuanyuan Sword for a grand heist. After much effort, he produced this replica—it’s visually identical! Yet, just as the thief was about to make history, he realized: the real Xuanyuan Sword had long since disappeared.

Silence. Silence. Silence. Luo Hanya didn’t speak for a long, long time. His face was full of doubt as he checked again and again, finally accepting that it was indeed the Xuanyuan Sword (Replica). In that instant, it seemed as if he had aged ten years, left utterly speechless.