Chapter 201: Chapter 201
Jiang Ye thought to himself: Of course I do, I’ve got plenty—hell, I’ve got more revive chances than I can use!
The entire Reincarnation Graveyard is mine. What’s there to fear about dying again?
So, truth be told, he wasn’t scared at all by the madwoman’s death threat.
This so-called "chance to live" she was offering? Now that was tempting.
Bribing the 4444 Administrator...
Wasn’t that just bribing himself?!
If it were left to this madwoman to try to bribe, who knows if she’d actually offer something Jiang Ye truly wanted.
But now, with Jiang Ye choosing the bribes himself...
So this “chance to live” was clearly to Jiang Ye’s advantage—of course he wouldn’t say no.
As for letting Zhou Qiming out after three tries...
Didn’t really matter either.
After all, Jiang Ye had only tossed Zhou Qiming into the Graveyard to get some benefit out of him.
And now, it seemed like he could benefit from both ends.
He could protect Zhou Qiming for the moment and satisfy Lin Ling’s goal.
Later on, he could have Zhang Jintian pass along a message—ask Lin Ling whether she’d be okay with releasing Zhou Qiming after noon.
After all, his deal with Zhou Qiming was to have him take part in the trade between the 4444 Administrator and the Apartment Trader at 12 o’clock.
At that time, Zhou Qiming would naturally be released from the Reincarnation Graveyard.
Satisfy Zhou Qiming, satisfy Lin Ling—perfect!
With this in mind, Replica No. 1 Jiang Ye, feeling very pleased with himself, deliberately put on a serious face and said in a solemn tone, as if he really valued this "chance to live":
"But, my knowledge is shallow. I really don’t know what kind of things would impress the 4444 Administrator..."
Lin Ling raised her brows slightly. "Just roughly describe the type of items that might interest the 4444 Administrator. I’ll present the options—you get to choose."
Just hearing those four words, Jiang Ye couldn’t help but feel a rush of joy.
And while Replica No. 1 was happily negotiating in the Underground Graveyard, carefully selecting a luxury package from the rich woman...
The Light-type Replica, just released by said rich woman, had returned to Apartment 9669.
The Void Mirror Palace had already been reduced to rubble by the explosion of the Dice of Fate.
But that spot remained where Jiang Ye had most frequently encountered Light-type Reincarnated Players.
So, if he wanted to pass on Lin Ling’s message to the Light-type Reincarnated Players—
His first choice, naturally, was still that familiar meeting place.
As he prepared to pass on the message, he also mulled over the rather cryptic phrase she’d given him.
That line could be broken down into three short phrases—
The black tide sweeps over the temple steps;
The raven steals the weight from the scales;
Olympus' snow is now stained with the ashes of crow feathers.
The first line was vague, but gave off the feeling of evil encroaching upon justice.
Evil, of course, referring to Dark-type Beings.
While Defenders and Light-type Players likely considered themselves champions of justice.
The raven steals the weight from the scales.
This line Jiang Ye paid special attention to.
Not just because the raven was the divine bird of the Doomsday Apartment,
But also because of the imagery of scales and weights.
That Defender, Zhou Yuling, had gone to great lengths to contract 10,000 followers just to break into the Court of Disorder...
Inside that place, there were also scales and weights.
And according to the guide provided by Wan Xin—
The ultimate prize in the game’s Court of Disorder was a set of scales.
But in the game, no player had ever actually won it...
So, Zhou Yuling, as a fellow Defender, was likely trying to get that prize.
What wasn’t clear was whether the scales she wanted had anything to do with the scales in Lin Ling’s coded message.
If there was a connection...
Then maybe the Defenders and the Light-type organization were really plotting something major together.
And their plan might require a number of components.
The scales from the Court of Disorder could just be one piece of that puzzle.
As for the final line—
Olympus most likely referred to the Twelve Olympian Gods of Greek mythology.
Each of the twelve had their own domain. Among them, Apollo, the god of light, oversaw prophecy, music, and medicine.
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The god of light naturally evoked associations with Light-type Players.
And the “prophecy” part—well, that made people think of ravens.
Who knew what that implied?
Apollo was supposedly the most handsome among all the male gods.
And according to He Xingyue, Light-type players were often good-looking men and women.
A guy like Huang Bo, ugly as he was, being a Light-type player...
Really was a rare and strange thing.
Putting the mythology aside, back to reality—
Jiang Ye couldn’t help but speculate: maybe the Twelve Olympians symbolized twelve Privilege Identities?
As he pondered all this, he started to suspect—
That cryptic phrase Lin Ling had him deliver to the Light-type organization...
Could it be that delivering it was just an excuse, and the real goal was to let him hear it?
Either way, first step was to find a fellow Light-type and deliver the message.
And just as the Light-type Replica was thinking and weaving through the ruins of the Void Mirror Palace in his Light and Shadow Escape state—
He suddenly slammed right into a mass of black tide again!
The black tide had appeared out of nowhere—no idea what it even was.
The moment his Light-type Form touched it, he felt stuck, like a mosquito caught in a spider’s web—sticky and immobile!
What the f***?! Another Light-type counter move?!
Almost the moment Light was trapped in the black tide, a cocky voice rang out:
"Yo, that easy to catch?"
"Looks time’s Kill-on-Sight Order grand prize is finally mine :)"
What the f*** is this?!
He’d just been let go by Sister Lin...
So just like that—he ran into another Defender?!
Jiang Ye wasn’t surprised at how “popular” Light-types were.
But what did surprise him was—
Weren’t the old players supposed to be confined to Apartment 0000?!
The Duoe Organization’s group chat had been full of heated discussion on how to trick Light-types into going to Apartment 0000...
It gave Jiang Ye the impression that as long as Light-types stayed away from 0000, they’d be safe.
But what actually happened?
He didn’t go to Apartment 0000!
Yet those old players were popping up one after another like they were cheating, all breaking out of Apartment 0000 to come after him!
And this time, the Defender was clearly nothing like Lin Ling.
Lin Ling had no interest in killing him for the Kill-on-Sight Order reward.
She had the chance but let him go without hesitation.
But this new Defender...
Judging from the obvious malice in his voice, it was clear—he was here to kill for the bounty.
Jiang Ye suddenly felt a chill. Are you kidding me?! You think I’m some sick kitten just because I’ve been quiet?!
This time, it wasn’t like when he was in that weird glass bottle of Lin Ling’s.
Skills like Replica Fusion and Replica Swap weren’t being restricted.
So Jiang Ye didn’t immediately try to run.
He simply canceled the Light and Shadow Escape state right there in the black tide.
As he returned to human form, he felt some black liquid clinging to him, but it didn’t seem to affect him in this form.
Still, the black goo didn’t wipe off easily.
Jiang Ye didn’t bother with it. His eyes quickly locked onto a rather handsome young man.
That guy was smiling lazily, not even rushing to attack.
He looked like he was sure Jiang Ye couldn’t escape.
Jiang Ye didn’t try to run either. Narrowing his eyes, he instantly fused with the 4444 Administrator’s Mirror Replica.
Then, the Entropy Scythe, empowered by his Fourth-Tier [Gluttonous Body], appeared in his hand—
He swung it fast, with an apocalyptic momentum, slashing viciously at the handsome young man!
That scene left the young man completely stunned.
His arrogant smirk froze on his face!
"Holy sh*t?! What kind of joke is this?!"
"A [Gluttonous Body] that devoured a Concept-Level Weapon?!!"
"And more importantly, that’s a Glyph Pattern Ability—used by a Light-type???"
"You’ve gotta be a fake-a** Light-type player, right?!"
However, the young man’s shock seemed to focus entirely on “a Light-type using a Glyph Pattern Ability.”
He didn’t look the least bit afraid of the incoming Entropy Scythe.
And then—the tables turned.
In the very next second, it was Jiang Ye’s turn to be stunned!
That young man merely waved a light, black feather—
And Jiang Ye’s Entropy Scythe immediately crumbled!
His [Gluttonous Body] Glyph Pattern Ability had been extracted again!!
That’s right! Just like with the Apartment Trader before—his Glyph Pattern Ability had been forcibly pulled out!
But unlike last time, this time he actually saw it happen:
The extracted Glyph Pattern floated toward the black feather the young man had waved—like it was being drawn in!
Even a random Defender could now extract Glyph Pattern Abilities?!
Although it seemed this ability didn’t belong to him personally—
It came from... that black crow feather!
After absorbing Jiang Ye’s Glyph Pattern, the handsome young man quickly regained his composure.
He lightly twirled the feather in his fingers, then sneered with a complicated expression:
"If you were just using a Concept-Level Weapon alone..."
"I might’ve really slipped up and lost to you."
"But you actually went so far as to feed a Concept-Level Weapon to a Glyph Pattern Ability..."
"That’s just backwards! So stupid!"
"You’re even dumber than those so-called strong Glyph Pattern players by a thousand times!"
"If I were you, pulling off a stunt that dumb, I’d be too ashamed to keep living!"
"Any Dark-type Player who’s seen the Tooth Crow Feather... is fated not to survive."
"Even though you’re a Light-type, emmmmm..."
He still looked confused, but didn’t seem to care anymore.
He put away the black crow feather, then suddenly lunged at Jiang Ye.
He stood still, unmoving—like he’d been scared stiff by the forced removal of his Glyph Pattern Ability.
But behind the handsome youth, Qu Xing, hidden in Shadow Body form that blocked detection, quietly followed in pursuit...