Mystery Paradise: Wishing Power Demon
Chapter 418 - 416 The Most Ideal Pioneer

Chapter 418: Chapter 416 The Most Ideal Pioneer

It’s actually real... monsters!

It has to be said, any kind of harmless little bug, enlarged dozens of times, could make one’s skin crawl, let alone spiders that are terrifying as is. The moment Chaoyang was stared down by those red compound eyes atop its head, he felt goose bumps all over his body. This wasn’t an experience you could get through a screen watching beautifully modeled graphics but a primal warning from deep within the soul!

All seven of them raised their guns and fired at the same time.

Chaoyang had realized early on that though the gun looked like a modern firearm, there were subtle differences, such as no safety switch at all. It was just like a shooting game, where you just need to aim and pull the trigger.

He could understand this design... After all, few people have handled real guns. If it were just like a real firearm with single-shot, burst mode switches, and adjustable sights, many players probably wouldn’t fire a single shot before dropping dead in the game.

The barrage of bullets swiftly took down the leading spider, shattering the compound eyes on its head into a pool of blood. Feeling the impressive shooting sensation and the monster’s reaction to being hit, Chaoyang’s blood boiled with excitement!

This damn thing is definitely the most invincible game of the century!

Who wouldn’t go crazy not playing it!

If it were him, he’d go crazy too!

Kill, kill, kill, all beings to nurture Paradise!

At the gaming platform of Paradise, thousands of spectators were also watching the live broadcast of the twenty beta testers on a big screen. The moment the Mist Spider appeared, the crowd broke into exclamations.

"This model is so well made!"

"And the lighting and texture rendering... It seems Paradise’s technology has improved again."

"But using guns, doesn’t it make the difficulty lower? I feel like switching to great swords or heavy blades would be more thrilling..."

Chaoyang had barely paid attention and had finished his first magazine. Changing the magazine was also very simple, just pressing a small button next to the trigger would automatically eject it, then a new one could be inserted.

Two spiders that rushed forward were both taken down, but the disadvantage of players holding down the trigger became apparent as seven people ran out of bullets at almost the same time, leaving a brief lull in their concentrated fire.

Three other grey-white Mist Spiders were attracted by the gunfire. They crouched down, raising their backs high.

Chaoyang, experienced in combat games, immediately tensed up!

This was definitely a precursor pose to some special attack!

Indeed, the next second, a thick and long strand of spider silk sprayed out from the pores on their backs, shooting towards the squad like arrows.

"Watch out!"

Before he finished speaking, the spider silk exploded midway, turning into many dense "bone spurs" that pierced through the rain and into the bodies of several unlucky souls.

The players who were hit screamed miserably as their wounds emitted plumes of green smoke!

Obviously, this thing was not only physically damaging but also highly toxic!

The enemy design for this beginner’s mission was exaggerated, to say the least. Flying cluster bombs, how could people dodge this!? Chaoyang cursed while he opened fire fiercely with his reloaded assault rifle at the three other spiders.

However, these targets were clearly much smarter and did not rush in a straight line but moved side to side. In addition, with multiple people injured and the formation in disarray, the density of the fire was significantly lower than before.

Despite bullets tearing off flesh wherever they hit, the spiders, having grown too much in size, weren’t completely slowed down by these flesh wounds. One Mist Spider successfully dodged the shootings of several people and charged right at Jiang Sisi, who stood frozen in place, about to be bitten in two by those sharp fangs!

At the crucial moment, Chaoyang rushed forward.

He leaned in to shoulder charge the enemy, followed by a sliding tackle, barely missing the descending fangs! The wet, slick mud greatly extended his slide, and when Chaoyang raised his gun again, he was underneath the belly of the Mist Spider.

Tasting the fragrance of the muddy water, he fired his gun. The flash of fire cut through the shadows, tearing the enemy’s fragile belly!

The spider’s organs fell like rain, drenching him.

When Jiang Sisi turned to pull him up, enthusiastic applause erupted from outside the stage!

"Awesome, bro!"

"That maneuver couldn’t have been controlled with just hands, right? Is he an athlete?"

"Sliding tackles conquer all!"

After eliminating the five spiders and collecting the dead players’ equipment and ammo, the group once again followed the guide and found an abandoned relic in the mist. Collapsed buildings were everywhere, many shops were completely empty, and ugly vines crawled over the shelves, reminiscent of a post-apocalyptic wasteland. But Lu Ming and his companions’ good fortune did not last long, as a swarm of fist-sized mutated bees attacked them—these insects didn’t use stingers but had jaws strong enough to crush bones, and their plump bodies would self-detonate, like flying grenades.

The players had never seen such unreasonable enemies; they were almost immediately defeated. Lu Ming’s legs were blown off, leaving him immobile on the ground, but he chose to pull out the four grenades he carried and perish together with the monsters. In the last moment before the grenades exploded, his peripheral vision caught more blue lights flashing in the distance.

That was the light from fog lamps.

It meant that a new team was approaching, and they would venture further ahead on the sacrifices of his own team.

For the first time in the game, Lu Ming felt the profound weight of survival and death.

’Game over.’

The image disappeared, everything returned to darkness, and only this line of text remained before his eyes.

Reluctant to let go, he took off the mask and rose from the chair.

At this moment, all the spectators beneath the stage waved at him, their praise and cheers resounding nonstop!

"Great grenade throw!"

"Which website are you streaming on? I’m gonna like your stream!"

"The way you raised the grenade against the flying insects at the end was just so cool!"

Gazing at the crowd’s overwhelming adulation, in that moment, Lu Ming felt like a hero.

...

Chaoyang was standing in Magnificent Castle’s Yeni Temple, controlling the admission of the next batch of players.

Since ascending to godhood and gaining control over multiple avatars, he found that he could delegate a small part of his consciousness to these avatars to carry out repetitive shaping tasks, such as creating bodies for players to use. Previously, when he made these bodies, he would have to manually control them all night, but now it was akin to an idle production, creating several bodies simultaneously with his avatars while he didn’t have to watch them constantly.

Moreover, when he ascended to godhood, he chose to enhance his creative ability, so these bodies didn’t require maintenance and only cost 160 wishing power, which was virtually negligible given Chaoyang’s current wishing power savings of over three hundred thousand.

Thus, the Servant Pioneer Group was born.

Clearing the mist over the entire New Continent in one go was extremely difficult. According to Shi Yin’s estimate, it would take over twenty million wishing power to clear the fog with the Light of Causality, but considering that large areas of the New Continent were barren and desolate, this approach seemed hardly cost-effective.

If they relied on the residents of the New Continent to develop the foggy regions, they would encounter a new problem: the deeper they went into the fog, the more active mutated monsters they would find. In areas where Heretical Cultists had once thrived, contamination from the Evil God might still linger, potentially causing hundreds of casualties upon encounter.

This kind of loss was clearly something Chaoyang didn’t want to see.

And so, players became the ideal pioneers.