Chapter 618: Moment of Enlightenment

Crunch, crunch!

A horde of fanatical pixel natives furiously rushed into the city walls. They were not from just one tribe. After several attacks, they realized the strangeness of these creatures. The most powerful tribes in the vicinity formed an alliance and attacked together.

Ooh-roo! Ooh-roo!

One by one, the tribal chiefs, robust and towering, slowly emerged from the shadows. Their eyes swept over the creatures, and they immediately began to openly divvy them up:

“I want the one with the big butt!”“I want that tree!”“I want that four-horned animal!”“Our tribe wants seventy!”“Impossible!”

Thanks to a captured minor chief from the pixel tribe, a linguist among the players had begun to grasp their mysterious tribal language, shedding light on this bizarre and inconceivable pixelated race. As this player translated for them, the minds of the players standing on the high city wall on the other side buzzed.

Their faces instantly turned green. Their legs went weak; they could barely stand, terrified almost to the point of fainting. Honestly, they were ecstatic that captives weren't killed—no one wanted to die. But what was happening now? Was this the punishment for defeat? This was too hardcore.

But more people thought about the deeper implications.

“Even though their faces are pixelated, they actually want to *pixelate* us!”“So this was a premonition, too? Not just My World, but the meaning of these tiny blocks... We should have realized the evil nature of the Pixelated Beasts long ago!”“Is this ancient pixelated planet, transcending dimensions, projecting its concept of ‘pixelation’ onto our Earth? We never noticed!”“Run!”“Forget it, activate the contingency plan early!”“Quickly, activate 'Triple Hydrogen Transformation'!”

Countless players roared, utterly terrified! Watching those cruel, excited primitive digital natives, they finally understood the horror of this planet with its bizarre art style.

“Just run first!”

Over the past few days, ever since the attacks began, they had been preparing to escape, secretly generating hydrogen. They knew they wouldn't be able to hold them off indefinitely, but they hadn't expected it to happen so soon. The amount of hydrogen they had wasn't enough for everyone to escape, and flying with enemies nearby was also dangerous, but they no longer cared about the risks.

“Fly!”

In an instant, countless individuals launched into the air. More than half of the players remained on the ground, roaring at the sky, “You bastards, didn't you say we were ‘iron brothers’? How did you become ‘glass brothers’ who shatter at a touch!”

“That’s too cruel! Come back down, everyone should get to enjoy this good thing together!”“Waaah, take us with you!”

“Ooh-roo!”

On the ground, countless pixel tribesmen began to hurl stone knives into the air. Immediately, many were struck down to the ground, utterly miserable. In the end, only a few managed to escape.

Bai Xiaojun did not escape. As the leader, even though he flew the fastest, he had already been a prime target.

“Ooh-roo!!”

Countless block-tribal chiefs fought amongst themselves to claim this strongest individual as their prized ‘stockade wife’.

The Fourth Pixel War had ended.

An elder of the tribe slowly carved a stone tablet upon the ruins of the wooden fortress city. The tablet depicted an ancient scene:

The land was awash with blood.Endless corpses carpeted the ground, soaked.From the sky, powerful, mysterious alien beings descended, floating in the void, gazing down indifferently upon the entire planet.On the ground, countless roaring block-tribesmen, wielding long blades, hurled them skyward, determined to strike down those mysterious beings.After a brutal struggle, they ultimately triumphed, bringing them all down.

This scene was preserved on the stone tablet for future generations. However, in the distant future, when beings from later eras smoothed away the dust of history from the tablet and beheld this bizarre mythical scene, they would no longer know what truly transpired in those ancient times. They would only know it as a mythical epic of the tribe. It was no longer a war between the block tribe and the octahedron tribe, but against an unknown, mysterious alien life form.

Soon, most of the players were captured. Some met an even worse fate, struck in vital areas while airborne, dying instantly, only to then post videos of their agonizing screams. Instantly, they were completely wiped out, and the news exploded across the internet.

“Captured again to have babies?”“Wait, why ‘again’?”

Hearing this, they were dumbfounded, taking a long time to process it.

“Asura Path warriors, with your terrifying talent for life evolution and infinite potential, it's no wonder everyone craves your bodies! (Dumbfounded emoji)”“Especially Bai Xiaojun, so miserable! Just out of the wolf's den and into the tiger's lair! (Laughing hysterically emoji)”“Wahahahaha, Yuan Qinghua, you must be strong! You already have seven children; don't let your happy family fall apart! [dog head emoji][dog head emoji]”“Sweetie studying medicine, even though your boyfriend is already the mother of seven children and having an affair, believe that he still loves you! (Excited.jpg)”“Rage! Rage! Rage! All of the above is nonsense! What kind of person is my Brother Bai? This is an opportunity, understand? In the future, he'll be White God, whose name echoes throughout all the heavenly realms, feared by countless powerhouses, and all the worlds will be filled with his children! (Great Joy Emperor.jpg)”

The forum absolutely exploded. Countless people had their worldview and understanding shattered. Everyone was stunned. They already knew the game was brutal and hardcore, with severe penalties for failure, but they never imagined it could be so disturbingly real.

At this moment, Bai Xiaojun was also in despair. Despite being a powerful fifth-tier combatant, he was carried away, restrained, and imprisoned in a dark, crude wooden hut. He was bewildered. Because just now, he had undergone a fusion process that was entirely pixelated, indescribable, yet oddly innocent.

“What kind of method is this?” he muttered, speechless. “It’s not the traditional way; rather, it’s a higher form of intermolecular interaction? The essential fusion of life particles?” What had happened? That method was somewhat difficult to describe. It was a more profound experience. It was like Vegeta and Goku putting on the Fusion Earrings, coming together to merge and become a single entity. It could also be compared to being a delicate person made of sand, merging with a coarse person made of soybeans, each integrating into the other's bodily gaps.

The integration of high-pixel and low-pixel particles? Alien life forms truly are different from Earthlings. Our concepts are too traditional. Could this planet's unique method of biological reproduction be called intermolecular forces?

“Indeed, the reproduction of higher life forms isn’t at all like the primitive, embarrassing methods we imagine. It completely disregards species, even allowing integration with a tree. Or perhaps... it's ‘pixel invasion’?” He was almost forgetting what had just happened, feeling hazy. It was as if countless scattered particle-fingers had come together, massaging him from within, even feeling a little comfortable.

“This is just too strange.”

At that moment, he suddenly felt the world broaden for him. He received a private message.

Yuan Qinghua: Brother, stay strong! Our seven children are waiting for you to come home! Keep it up! (Oli-gei.jpg)

Bai Xiaojun immediately bristled with anger. Such an idiotic, troll-like friend, always making sarcastic remarks, relentlessly mocking, and sending weird emoji packs, looking like a total scoundrel.

Another private message arrived, this time from his girlfriend. Bai Xiaojun immediately felt utterly dreadful. He had already been quite ‘out of line’ before, doing all sorts of strange things with Yuan Qinghua. Now, he feared it was likely… a breakup?

He took a deep breath and opened it.

Sweetie Studying Medicine: Keep it up! Stay strong. It’s fine if you have two more children; I’ll treat them as my own. My popularity has soared again! If we can trick a few more donations and earn another few hundred thousand, we’ll soon have enough to get married and buy a house! (Go for it!)

It was actually quite heartwarming. True love really does exist in the world. Bai Xiaojun was in tears. She truly was a supportive partner. He hadn't misjudged her. What more could a man ask for than a girlfriend who allows him to ‘stray,’ pretending not to see that he has already become the ‘mother’ of several other children? Not every girlfriend would let you become the mother of other children. This was simply true love.

“What a peculiar experience! This is true second life! Only such thrilling life adventures are interesting, allowing one to witness an even broader fantasy world and future.” Thinking of this, he regained his spirits.

He walked out of the wooden hut, and fragmented sunlight poured down. Swish! He saw that the tribal members were very peaceful towards him. Because of the peculiar method he had just undergone, he was now the chief’s ‘stockade wife’.

“Ooh-roo!” he suddenly declared.