Custom Event Scroll

For the next two days, Yu Xian took a break. Though he wasn’t literally spending three days fishing and two days drying nets, he felt everyone had been thoroughly tormented in the Dung Slime Lair. He suspected quite a few of them had developed lingering psychological trauma over hygiene. He decided it would be better to take a breather before continuing to clear secret realms. Besides, with the Secret Realm Teleportation Talismans safely tucked in his bag, he could dive into a realm whenever he pleased. There was no rush. The ones who truly needed to worry were Fathe’aim, who was loitering outside, and Lauked-Hades, who was blockading Fukang City. Once Yu Xian leveled up, their doomsday would arrive. In truth, Fathe’aim was indeed deeply anxious. The moment he noticed Yu Xian running secret realms, his agitation had soared through the roof. He knew all too well what the first thing on Yu Xian’s agenda would be after leveling up. Well... Nothing complicated. Just beating the crap out of him. The mere thought of mountains and plains crawling with monsters equal to his own level filled Fathe’aim with immense regret over why he had lost his mind and succumbed to the Class Hunter Society’s lavish bounties. Of course, his regret was not genuine remorse—he was simply terrified. “Hero King, you have to find a way quickly, or an era where Yu Xian covers the sky with one hand will inevitably come!” “You’d better picture it. When that day arrives, all the Original Inhabitants across the world will become Yu Xian’s puppets! He will slaughter your lives whenever he wants, enslave you whenever he pleases!” “Darkness has fallen!” Using the communication item granted by the Class Hunter Society, Fathe’aim exerted pressure on them time and time again. In reality, the Class Hunter Society had already tasted Yu Xian’s terror—because one of their branch base directors had been summoned away by him! Fortunately, Yu Xian was still at a relatively low level, making it impossible for him to summon and enslave the high-ranking members of the Class Hunter Society. But what if his level kept climbing? They dared not imagine how dark the Zhen Realm would become. The Hero King’s full name was the Fallen Hero King. According to the realm’s settings, it was a boss monster that wandered Corpse Mountain, boasting a level of 235, and currently served as one of the top executives in the Class Hunter Society. Under Fathe’aim’s relentless pressure, it finally resolved to bring down Yu Xian at any cost. *** Class Hunter Society, Headquarters. The World Tree God looked mournfully at the Hero King and asked, “If a sacrifice must be made, let it be me.” “No. This time, only I can be sacrificed. I know there is a power residing within my body, one that can bring hope to our Original Inhabitants of the Zhen Realm. “Once I make this sacrifice, send someone to deliver this power to Fathe’aim. He knows what to do,” the Hero King said with a shake of its head, its expression resolute. When it spoke of paying any price, it never meant the other monsters—it meant itself. It was the price to be paid. “Then at least prepare some resurrection counts first!” the World Tree God urged. The Hero King shook its head slightly, offering a bitter smile. “The power inside me is unique. As long as I retain any resurrection counts, it will never appear. Only through my true sacrifice will it be born into the world!” (Unique drop item) “Hero King!” Numerous monsters gazed at the Hero King with eyes brimming with tears, and some smaller minions even wept until they fainted. “After I am gone, grow strong. The future happiness of the Original Inhabitants rests upon your shoulders.” Looking down at the minions beneath its command, the Hero King could not help but show a gentle expression. It loved the Class Hunter Society. This place was like its home, where every member worked toward the freedom and happiness of the Original Inhabitants, striving so that everyone could live with dignity and pride. They had gathered for an ideal, and they were willing to sacrifice for that ideal. The faces and voices of comrades who had fallen in the past surfaced one by one in the Hero King’s mind. With a faint smile, it closed its eyes. Now, it was its turn. “For the Original Inhabitants!” The Hero King let out a roar with all its might, then drove its Dark Hero Sword straight through its own body. The surrounding monsters broke down in overwhelming grief, collapsing to the ground and wailing in despair. Managing a strained smile, the Hero King’s body slowly dissolved into white light. A few gemstones and a golden scroll gradually materialized where it had stood. With tear-filled eyes, the World Tree God gathered the Hero King’s final relics, its gaze ultimately landing on the golden scroll. Emblazoned upon it were several glowing characters: Custom Event Scroll! *** A day later. Fathe’aim received the Custom Event Scroll from a bird. He was utterly stunned. The Zhen Realm actually possessed such an absurd item! This Custom Event Scroll allowed him to act as a ‘game designer,’ directly orchestrating an event. The rules would be completely up to him to formulate, the rewards entirely for him to decide, and even the participants were under his control. Didn’t that mean he could design a ‘Final Destination’ style event, designate Yu Xian to participate, and kill Yu Xian through the event itself? However, upon activating the Custom Event Scroll, he realized he had gotten ahead of himself. While he could indeed plan an event, it had to remain fair and just. It was true that the rules were entirely within his discretion, but there were strict limitations; he had to construct fair parameters within an established framework. Furthermore, while he could decide the participants, he could not single out specific individuals—he could only designate an entire continent or a specific region. “In that case...” After testing various options, Fathe’aim gained a full grasp of how the Custom Event Scroll worked. A brilliant idea instantly crossed his mind. Right now, Yu Xian was holed up in Jiangli City, leaving Fathe’aim completely powerless against him. In that case, he would designate that all classers on the Baihe Continent had to take part in the event. It wasn't that he didn’t want to restrict participation solely to classers near Jiangli City, but formulating the rules that way would trigger a level-restriction clause—classers above level 100 wouldn't qualify to participate even if they were in the designated area. In essence, the Custom Event Scroll merely allowed the user to select an area of expertise for the event; overall, it still prioritized fairness. For instance, a God of Gamblers could establish a card-playing event. Although the event itself would be fair, who could possibly beat the God of Gamblers? That was the true nature of the Custom Event Scroll. However, Fathe’aim was single-mindedly obsessed with killing Yu Xian. He only wanted to use the event to drag Yu Xian out of Jiangli City and resolve this colossal nuisance once and for all. Driven by murderous intent, he designed a brutally bloody event. Just as he was about to hit confirm, his mind suddenly cleared for a second, and a thought struck him: What if the event failed to kill Yu Xian and ended up getting himself killed instead? At its core, the event he had designed was a battle royale where only ten percent of the participating classers could survive. While he was exceptionally powerful and confident in securing a spot in that top ten percent, what if he ran into heavyweights like Gong Yinhu? Fathe’aim grimaced. Wisely backing down, he deleted the design. After some thought, he decided to make the event a bit friendlier—after all, dragging Yu Xian out of the city was enough. After fiddling with it for half a day to ensure all the rules were in order, he selfishly set the ultimate reward as an Enhancement Lucky Talisman. Then, he clicked confirm.