Chapter 14
Chapter 14
At Beginner's Village 688, outside the Blade Dojo, within the Mirror, a player had just successfully passed the third challenge.
The spectators watching the Mirror exclaimed:
"Another professional is about to emerge? This should be the third job change in our village, right?"
"Right, the third. If we count Liu Lu, the first one to change jobs, then this would be the fourth."
"Come on, brother, keep going! Let us see what the fourth challenge looks like!"
In the Mirror, however, the player did not proceed further. Instead, he cautiously chose to abandon the trial.
"What the hell? He’s giving up already? What a coward."
"Brother, don’t say that. I saw how much he struggled in the third challenge. Going further would be impossible. I’d quit too."
"Whatever, let’s keep watching. Hopefully, someone else will make it past the later stages."
"I just don’t get it. Why are these losers so weak? Can’t even get past the third challenge—what a disgrace."
"If I weren’t here to learn, I’d go up there myself and show them what real skill looks like!"
As they chatted, suddenly, a devastating piece of news spread.
The player who had just cleared the third challenge received no Profession Token—
not even the Blue Long Knife as a reward.
The crowd in front of the Mirror grew restless.
"Brothers, the Beginner Profession slots are gone. What do we do now?"
"What can we do? I’ve been watching so hard, and now there are no slots left? I never heard these Profession Tokens were limited!"
"Calm down. So what if the Beginner Profession Tokens are gone? The Blade Trials have thirty-six challenges. If you push further, there’ll definitely be higher-tier tokens."
"Brother, no offense, but if the third challenge is already this hard, the later ones will be even worse. Do you really think we can make it?"
"Then what’s there to fear? Every challenge has a solution. If we keep analyzing, we’ll find a way."
"Exactly! We can’t give up just because of a little difficulty. Remember, this is a game where we compete against players from the Myriad Heavens. We, the smart ones, must shoulder humanity’s burden."
"Agreed. Anyone who wants to quit can leave. I’m staying to figure out how to clear the challenges. Fewer people mean less competition anyway."
The group split—some left, while others chose to stay.
Meanwhile, the remaining players, still practicing their blade techniques and waiting their turn, had no patience for this.
They all gathered at the entrance of the Blade Dojo, seething with indignation.
"How can they be gone already? Only a few people have changed jobs!"
"Are there only a handful of profession slots per village? What about the rest of us? This isn’t fair!"
"I protest!"
"How are we supposed to play like this? I quit!"
The crowd erupted in fury, many attempting to storm the Blade Dojo to demand answers—
vowing to fight for justice.
Then, a cold voice crushed their fervor.
"Silence!"
The Blade Dojo disciple who had registered Qin Han earlier stepped out, his expression icy.
"There are countless slots for Beginner Blade Professionals across the Myriad Heavens’ Beginner Villages. If you couldn’t secure one, that’s your own incompetence."
"Let me tell you, not only are the Beginner Profession Tokens gone, but even the Intermediate Profession Tokens are nearly exhausted. And yet, you trash who’ve only just reached the third challenge dare to protest? Why don’t you take a piss and look at yourselves in the puddle—see what you’re really worth?"
"And another thing, do you really think the Game of Eternal Life is something you can just quit if you feel like it? You’re nothing but ants—who cares what you think?"
"You think this is some kind of game of make-believe?"
"If you don’t want to play, then just wait to die!"
With that, the Blade Hall disciple turned away coldly, leaving the stunned players rooted in place.
For the first time, the players felt the brutal reality of the game!
They had all assumed that each Beginner's Village had the same Job Change resources—just internal competition among themselves.
But who could’ve imagined the truth would be so cruel?
In the Game of Eternal Life, all living beings are mere ants!
Forced to struggle desperately under its rules!
The players who had been studying the Mirror earlier were now utterly devastated, filled with regret and self-reproach!
What a miscalculation!
After watching the Mirror for so long, they had made such a colossal blunder.
Latecomers surpass the early? You’d actually have to grow fat first!
"In the Myriad Realms, people are already fighting over the Intermediate Profession Tokens, while we’re still stuck at the Beginner level."
"It hasn’t even been a full day since the game started. By tomorrow at the latest, even the remaining slots will be snatched up by others."
"All that effort studying strategies, and now it’s useless."
"Who would’ve thought the tokens were being contested across the Myriad Heavens? I always assumed each village had a fixed quota."
"Forget it, brothers. Let’s look for opportunities elsewhere. Chances slip away in an instant. From now on, grab any advantage immediately—don’t overthink it."
"I remember there’s a Sword Dojo about a mile from here. Maybe we can check if they still have slots."
"Whatever the case, we have to keep searching for Job Change opportunities!"
"Beginner Professions come with 1.5x Growth Value. Once you change jobs, you’ll pull ahead of ordinary players, making the rest of the journey smoother."
Dejected, the crowd quickly dispersed.
With no benefits left, most of the remaining players discarded their Trial Tokens and left.
Those who stayed were mostly just aiming for the Plain Long Knife reward from the first challenge.
Before long, the once-bustling Blade Hall was nearly deserted.
And once the Plain Long Knife reward was gone too, the last few stragglers outside the Blade Hall vanished as well.
Thanks to the spread of news in the Chat Area, the Blade Hall—once a thriving hub—
instantly turned into a wasteland.
However, the mass abandonment of trials meant Qin Han’s turn came earlier.
Soon, the token in his hand lit up, its number changing to zero.
He opened his eyes, stood up, and strode into the Blade Hall.
As a reincarnator, he had known this would happen—
which was why he had remained so calm earlier.
Otherwise, waiting until tomorrow morning
would’ve driven him mad with impatience.
Inside the Blade Hall, the same disciple who had registered him earlier approached.
The disciple looked at Qin Han, his expression odd.
"Almost everyone’s gone. I didn’t expect you to stay."
"However, even if you stay, it's useless. I regret to inform you that the Intermediate Profession Tokens are completely gone now. If you want to obtain a Top-tier Profession Token, you’ll need to clear at least thirty challenges."
"With your strength, it’s impossible to get through. I suggest you give up."
Qin Han’s lips curled slightly as he handed over his token. "No need for more words. Start the trial now."
Seeing Qin Han’s unwavering stubbornness, the reception disciple stopped wasting breath and directly led him to the teleportation gate.
"Someone as stubborn as you is truly rare."
"Go in! Remember, if you want to come out, crush the token. It might just save your life."
Qin Han didn’t respond and stepped through without hesitation.
At Beginner's Village 688, outside the Blade Dojo, within the Mirror, a player had just successfully passed the third challenge.
The spectators watching the Mirror exclaimed:
"Another professional is about to emerge? This should be the third job change in our village, right?"
"Right, the third. If we count Liu Lu, the first one to change jobs, then this would be the fourth."
"Come on, brother, keep going! Let us see what the fourth challenge looks like!"
In the Mirror, however, the player did not proceed further. Instead, he cautiously chose to abandon the trial.
"What the hell? He’s giving up already? What a coward."
"Brother, don’t say that. I saw how much he struggled in the third challenge. Going further would be impossible. I’d quit too."
"Whatever, let’s keep watching. Hopefully, someone else will make it past the later stages."
"I just don’t get it. Why are these losers so weak? Can’t even get past the third challenge—what a disgrace."
"If I weren’t here to learn, I’d go up there myself and show them what real skill looks like!"
As they chatted, suddenly, a devastating piece of news spread.
The player who had just cleared the third challenge received no Profession Token—
not even the Blue Long Knife as a reward.
The crowd in front of the Mirror grew restless.
"Brothers, the Beginner Profession slots are gone. What do we do now?"
"What can we do? I’ve been watching so hard, and now there are no slots left? I never heard these Profession Tokens were limited!"
"Calm down. So what if the Beginner Profession Tokens are gone? The Blade Trials have thirty-six challenges. If you push further, there’ll definitely be higher-tier tokens."
"Brother, no offense, but if the third challenge is already this hard, the later ones will be even worse. Do you really think we can make it?"
"Then what’s there to fear? Every challenge has a solution. If we keep analyzing, we’ll find a way."
"Exactly! We can’t give up just because of a little difficulty. Remember, this is a game where we compete against players from the Myriad Heavens. We, the smart ones, must shoulder humanity’s burden."
"Agreed. Anyone who wants to quit can leave. I’m staying to figure out how to clear the challenges. Fewer people mean less competition anyway."
The group split—some left, while others chose to stay.
Meanwhile, the remaining players, still practicing their blade techniques and waiting their turn, had no patience for this.
They all gathered at the entrance of the Blade Dojo, seething with indignation.
"How can they be gone already? Only a few people have changed jobs!"
"Are there only a handful of profession slots per village? What about the rest of us? This isn’t fair!"
"I protest!"
"How are we supposed to play like this? I quit!"
The crowd erupted in fury, many attempting to storm the Blade Dojo to demand answers—
vowing to fight for justice.
Then, a cold voice crushed their fervor.
"Silence!"
The Blade Dojo disciple who had registered Qin Han earlier stepped out, his expression icy.
"There are countless slots for Beginner Blade Professionals across the Myriad Heavens’ Beginner Villages. If you couldn’t secure one, that’s your own incompetence."
"Let me tell you, not only are the Beginner Profession Tokens gone, but even the Intermediate Profession Tokens are nearly exhausted. And yet, you trash who’ve only just reached the third challenge dare to protest? Why don’t you take a piss and look at yourselves in the puddle—see what you’re really worth?"
"And another thing, do you really think the Game of Eternal Life is something you can just quit if you feel like it? You’re nothing but ants—who cares what you think?"
"You think this is some kind of game of make-believe?"
"If you don’t want to play, then just wait to die!"
With that, the Blade Hall disciple turned away coldly, leaving the stunned players rooted in place.
For the first time, the players felt the brutal reality of the game!
They had all assumed that each Beginner's Village had the same Job Change resources—just internal competition among themselves.
But who could’ve imagined the truth would be so cruel?
In the Game of Eternal Life, all living beings are mere ants!
Forced to struggle desperately under its rules!
The players who had been studying the Mirror earlier were now utterly devastated, filled with regret and self-reproach!
What a miscalculation!
After watching the Mirror for so long, they had made such a colossal blunder.
Latecomers surpass the early? You’d actually have to grow fat first!
"In the Myriad Realms, people are already fighting over the Intermediate Profession Tokens, while we’re still stuck at the Beginner level."
"It hasn’t even been a full day since the game started. By tomorrow at the latest, even the remaining slots will be snatched up by others."
"All that effort studying strategies, and now it’s useless."
"Who would’ve thought the tokens were being contested across the Myriad Heavens? I always assumed each village had a fixed quota."
"Forget it, brothers. Let’s look for opportunities elsewhere. Chances slip away in an instant. From now on, grab any advantage immediately—don’t overthink it."
"I remember there’s a Sword Dojo about a mile from here. Maybe we can check if they still have slots."
"Whatever the case, we have to keep searching for Job Change opportunities!"
"Beginner Professions come with 1.5x Growth Value. Once you change jobs, you’ll pull ahead of ordinary players, making the rest of the journey smoother."
Dejected, the crowd quickly dispersed.
With no benefits left, most of the remaining players discarded their Trial Tokens and left.
Those who stayed were mostly just aiming for the Plain Long Knife reward from the first challenge.
Before long, the once-bustling Blade Hall was nearly deserted.
And once the Plain Long Knife reward was gone too, the last few stragglers outside the Blade Hall vanished as well.
Thanks to the spread of news in the Chat Area, the Blade Hall—once a thriving hub—
instantly turned into a wasteland.
However, the mass abandonment of trials meant Qin Han’s turn came earlier.
Soon, the token in his hand lit up, its number changing to zero.
He opened his eyes, stood up, and strode into the Blade Hall.
As a reincarnator, he had known this would happen—
which was why he had remained so calm earlier.
Otherwise, waiting until tomorrow morning
would’ve driven him mad with impatience.
Inside the Blade Hall, the same disciple who had registered him earlier approached.
The disciple looked at Qin Han, his expression odd.
"Almost everyone’s gone. I didn’t expect you to stay."
"However, even if you stay, it's useless. I regret to inform you that the Intermediate Profession Tokens are completely gone now. If you want to obtain a Top-tier Profession Token, you’ll need to clear at least thirty challenges."
"With your strength, it’s impossible to get through. I suggest you give up."
Qin Han’s lips curled slightly as he handed over his token. "No need for more words. Start the trial now."
Seeing Qin Han’s unwavering stubbornness, the reception disciple stopped wasting breath and directly led him to the teleportation gate.
"Someone as stubborn as you is truly rare."
"Go in! Remember, if you want to come out, crush the token. It might just save your life."
Qin Han didn’t respond and stepped through without hesitation.
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