Chapter 1544 - 395: Happiness Returns, Terror Battleground_3

Chapter 1544: Chapter 395: Happiness Returns, Terror Battleground_3

In less than two days, various memes about civilized space began to trend on the forums:

For example, did you go to civilization space to decompress today?

Or, there’s no trouble that an hour of apocalyptic natural disaster in civilized space can’t solve; if there is, then spend two hours.

Ah Lan initially opened this instance for strategic purposes, but the popularity of civilization space exceeded his expectations.

It all boils down to the phrase "fun grinding."

Besides the lucrative rewards, it also provides a joyful outlet for the vast players.

As for the skill balls, and other resources produced in the instance, players have no interest.

There are only two ways to deal with them: sacrificial Emperor Zhao, or selling to the Gold Coin Chamber of Commerce.

Sacrificial Emperor Zhao is the most foolish choice in the players’ eyes.

Emperor Zhao’s bone-breaking blade technique always targets the ankle.

Except for the equipment on demons, skeletons, and other cheap resources that can’t be dealt with, these can be dumped onto Brother Di Zhao.

All other valuable goods can only maximize their benefits at the Gold Coin Chamber of Commerce.

Thus, the output from the instance also ushered in a new high-speed growth point for the Gold Coin Chamber of Commerce’s revenue.

The equipment, items, and skills produced, the Gold Coin Chamber of Commerce offers players two purchasing models.

One is consignment, still following the original method, taking 10% of the sale price as a handling fee.

The other is a one-time price, directly based on the Gold Coin Chamber of Commerce’s valuation, and any future sales are irrelevant to the player.

The vast majority of players opt for the consignment model.

Through the Gold Coin Chamber of Commerce channels, fleece the Bright Star Sea Area, and even other sea area tribes.

But when some are happy, others are upset.

Away from the chaotic battlefield of civilization space in the endless dimension rift.

A figure floats above the Sea of Nothingness, surrounded by mysterious law runes.

In its vision, the entire space appears as a vast ocean composed of countless light spheres.

Each light sphere represents a civilization space marked, observed, and recorded in the "Chronicle" by the Mingshi Clan.

They operate like stars in a galaxy, following the trajectory set by the "Historian," providing stable rule-derived energy output.

And this floating figure is the Chronologist responsible for inspecting civilization space.

His divine thought ripples invisibly, gently brushing over the river of civilization, perceiving the state of each light sphere, the energy fluctuations emitted by the spheres, emotional spectrum, and the weaving progress of historical lines.

This is his monotonous daily routine over the long years.

Yet, just as his thought sweeps over one of the light spheres representing the "Blood-colored Heart Civilization," his divine thought suddenly pauses.

Something’s wrong!

The "energy flow" emitted by this light sphere seems abnormal.

A "Chronicle" light shadow automatically emerges in his mind, silently turns pages, accurately locking onto the "Blood-colored Heart" recorded content for comparison.

The situation is exactly as he suspected.

The emotional spectrum, originally supposed to be full of despair, struggle, heroic tragedy, and refined "historical gravitas" from various painful emotions, now became extremely chaotic... even capturing scattered joyful emotions from it.

What puzzled him even more is that the originally stable output of the rule-derived energy flow is now frantically leaking at an almost "leaking" speed.

"Hmm?" The Chronologist uttered a soft murmur.

A ripple of emotion stirred his normally calm demeanor.

He decisively deepened his perception into the Blood-colored Heart civilization space to see clearly what was happening inside.

The information feedback was even more chaotic.

A large number of weak yet greedy abnormal life auras filled it, their behavioral patterns completely inconsistent with the known Blood-colored Heart civilization logic.

With a gesture, the time flow of civilization space projected into his mind.

The information about past scenes within the space clearly presented itself.

He saw countless unknown life forms that originally didn’t belong to the "Observation Sample Clan" of the Blood-colored Heart, crazily attacking the monsters generated by the reincarnation disaster constructed for the Blood-colored Heart.

Even the observation sample clan itself was an attack object, leaving a trail of devastation and rapidly declining historical value.

This clearly wasn’t the predetermined plot development.

These beings that shouldn’t exist, like termites, are crazily gnawing at the foundation of this civilization world, devouring the rule-derived energy meant for recycling.

For the first time, the Chronologist’s indifferent mood grew a bit angry due to the issue within his responsibility.

The world under his jurisdiction had been exploited by a swarm of unknown locusts.

This matter must be thoroughly investigated.

The Chronologist took immediate action; though his silhouette suspended above the Sea of Nothingness didn’t move, a projection containing his supreme will and law authority, had already crossed multiple space barriers, fiercely arriving in Blood-colored Heart civilization space.

This projection wasn’t an entity but a manifestation of rule power, resembling a towering semi-transparent giant phantom, suddenly appearing above the battlefield.

Its face was blurred, with only a pair of indifferent eyes like stars overlooking the chaotic battlefield below.

The vast divine power transformed into a substantial tsunami, instantly quieting the noisy battlefield.

Whether it’s the madly attacking demons or the Iron Stone Clan hopelessly resisting, they all felt a thrill and suffocation from deep within their souls at this moment.

However, the players’ reaction was completely different.

They all looked up at the sky, with eyes filled not with fear but curiosity.

"Whoa?! Suddenly came a big guy, damn, scared me to death; is this triggering a scene CG?"