Death Game: Starting as a Trickster, Pretending to Be a God

Tuesday, noon.

Lin Yu was leisurely eating the fried noodles his sister Lin Zhao had left for him at home, feeling quite calm.

Although summer vacation hadn’t officially started on the calendar yet, final exams were over, so Lin Yu was already enjoying a de facto summer break.

University students don’t need to go to school to collect their exam papers.

”The timing is just about perfect. All the exams are finished just before the Promotion. Otherwise, being busy with both reality and the game would really be a headache.”

”Come to think of it... although the reasons are unclear, this Promotion Trial that got extended once actually seems to benefit me.”

”It couldn’t have been specially adjusted for me, could it?”

Thinking this, Lin Yu couldn’t help but shake his head.

How could that be possible!

’Less than 24 hours until the latest start time of the next game!’

’Please ensure you are in an injured and blood loss state before midnight tonight, with blood loss reaching at least 200 milliliters, and maintain this state until entering the game.’

Seeing the blood-red words floating before his eyes, Lin Yu let out a sigh.

”This entry condition is relatively easier to achieve.”

Compared to previous ones that required jumping off buildings or climbing into cold storage cabinets, just thinking about them was a hassle.

With the information Shen Bingmiao provided about ”Black Marsh” and ”Blood Kingdom,” although he didn’t know the specifics of the dungeon yet, Lin Yu already had a preliminary strategy.

As one of the Ten Realms, ”Black Marsh” could be considered the world with the largest population of intelligent life and the most complex and intertwined factions.

This realm is inhabited by various races such as Blood Rakshasas, Barbarians, Beastkin, Spiritkin, Humans, Half-Beasts, and Monsters. They generally exist in small-scale settlements like villages and tribes, resembling the world described in the ”Classic of Mountains and Seas.”

In this world, miasma and plague are everywhere, and the various lifeforms within are generally warlike, savage, and revere combat and personal valor.

Although there are no large centralized powers, the natives of Black Marsh have still formed three roughly defined ”country-like” regions through alliances between tribes and similar means.

The Blood Kingdom, dominated by Blood Rakshasas and Barbarians.

The Three Mounds Kingdom, dominated by pure-blooded Beastkin, Spiritkin, and Monsters.

The Xia-Jin Kingdom, dominated by Humans and Half-Beasts.

While the tribes and various factions within these three constantly scheme against and fight amongst themselves, they also frequently suddenly unite to wage war against each other.

However, because the entire world consists mostly of vast, continuous thousand-mile swamps and muddy plains, with everyone having ”no strategic terrain to defend” and only very wide buffer zones, although they fight daily, full-scale wars that result in the extermination of entire races or countries rarely occur.

Due to the ”savagery” of this world, besides being warlike, every race is also extremely enthusiastic about reproduction and possesses strong reproductive capabilities.

”Whether it’s humans, beastkin, spiritkin, barbarians, blood rakshasas... these races reproduce as if they were scattering seeds. They either have three or more offspring per litter or have three litters per year. I can’t help but suspect that frequent wars in this world might actually be a beneficial mechanism for effectively controlling the total population.” — This note was published anonymously by someone in the ’Player Mutual Aid Association.’

”They even achieve intermarriage between different races while simultaneously fighting each other to the point of beating each other’s brains out! It’s simply unbelievable!” — This came from ’Seagull’ of the ’Night Watchmen.’ Lin Yu had just met him, and he should currently be imprisoned by his own city’s Game Master.

So, simply put, the entire Black Marsh world is a giant ”combat thrill” world.

Most lifeforms here are straightforward types who dare to love, dare to hate, and dare to die. Their daily pursuits are eating, fighting, and reproducing.

The ”Blood Kingdom” is the extreme among them.

In the Black Marsh realm, Humans are a warlike race with good brains, very cunning, and can use magic. Beastkin are a warlike race with good brains and very cunning. Spiritkin are a warlike race that can use magic.

Blood Rakshasas and Barbarians are pure warlike races.

Blood Rakshasas are savage and impulsive;Barbarians are impulsive and savage.

In most tribes and villages within the Blood Kingdom, the method of electing a leader is often a one-on-one duel — anytime, anywhere, if you feel you are more qualified to lead everyone than the current leader, you can directly challenge them.

As long as you defeat or kill the other in a fair duel, you become the new leader.

And the ”Glory Festival” is the grandest event in the entire Blood Kingdom — equivalent to the Olympics in the real world.

The ”Glory Festival” is jointly organized by the ten major tribes of the Blood Kingdom and lasts for ten days.

Once the festival begins, the ten major tribes will designate a certain location within the Blood Kingdom, which could be the ruins of a village, a dense forest, or a swamp.

All tribes and villages of the Blood Kingdom select their most elite and valiant warriors to enter this area, hunting the beasts released within while also hunting each other!

Those who survive to the end and have obtained at least five ”trophies” will receive the ”Warrior Medal”!

The ranking of the Warrior Medal represents that person’s status within the Blood Kingdom — and can also elevate the status of their tribe and village.

Each faction can send a maximum of three participants.

There are over a hundred tribes and villages in the entire Blood Kingdom, so the ”Glory Festival” will have at least around three hundred participants.

The Blood Kingdom also welcomes ”Independents” without tribes or villages, and even people from other countries and races who want to join the fun.

So...

”This is probably a chaotic, kill-each-other battle royale event. But considering the participants’ enthusiasm, there probably isn’t much of an ’escape’ element.”

With possibly nearly four hundred participants each year, after ten days, often fewer than a hundred survive, showing just how brutal this festival truly is.

However, Lin Yu also felt there were benefits.

Good news: Most participants sound easy to fool.

Bad news: But getting them to stop and listen to his fooling is a huge challenge.

Therefore, the core of all Lin Yu’s current plans and preparations is...

”If I encounter combat, how to survive the first round of attacks and get those brainless guys to stop.”

This gave Lin Yu quite a headache.

”Fortunately, the Soldier’s abilities are now permanent. Without this fivefold physical enhancement, surviving in such a crazy festival really wouldn’t be easy.”

He didn’t even need to encounter the ”Glory Festival.” If he had entered the Black Marsh and landed in the Blood Kingdom just two dungeons earlier, Lin Yu felt he would have easily died a sudden death.

Especially since he had met Pitian, a Rakshasa from the Black Marsh’s Blood Kingdom, in the Banquet God’s dungeon — thinking about having to swing a torch wildly and shoot a pistol at such a three-meter-tall, four-armed, red-skinned giant, Lin Yu couldn’t help but want to laugh.