MTL - Duel Monsters of Global Cards - v2 Chapter 400 death mountain

# VR # MMORPG #LOGINBEFOREHAND # STONEAGE

Human Origin: Tribe was a virtual reality MMORPG. The player would start from the stone age, build tribes, and slowly develop their culture.

It had attracted countless players of all ages on the day the game was launched and it quickly became the most popular game ever.

However, no one knew that the game was actually created by aliens using a high-dimension technology called the Knowledge Child. Just a year after the game was launched, it started to devour reality.

Chen Ran was a high-level player and was regressed back to the day before the launch. He was able to enter the game earlier than others.

[SSS-grade Unit: Stainless Giant.]

[Effect: Build 10000x faster and gives all the buildings a 10000x boost.]

[SSS-grade Land: Elf’s Forest.]

[Effect: Farming speed and production rate increased by 10000x.]

[SSS-grade Wonder: Light of Civilization.]

[Effect: 10000x increase for the land to philosophers, literateurs, scientists and other professionals that would lead the growth of a civilization.]

He took all of those things before others could even learn of them.

A year later, the game was finally officially launched.

When the players logged into the game, they were dumbfounded by what they saw.

“Are you sure this is the stone age?”

Another year later, the aliens were about to invade Earth, thinking that the human civilization had collapsed.

However, Chen Ran stood on top of one of the 10 thousand Star Destroyer Canon and yelled, “Don’t look down on us humans!”

Six months ago, tens of thousands of black phantom towers appeared all over the world, floating above the cities. Chemists, physicists, religious people… all of them could do nothing.

You’d think seeing the future would give me a head start on surviving the apocalypse. I had it all planned—until everything I knew shattered when my husband sacrificed himself to save me and our son. Now it’s just me, my three-year-old son Leo, and my cursed gift of foresight that only seems to kick in when it’s nearly too late.I’m doing my best to keep us safe, to find food, to make some kind of plan—“Mommy?”I glance down, trying to ignore the tug on my pant leg as I focus on our supplies. “Not now, Leo. Mommy’s thinking.”“Mommy!”I sigh and finally look down. My three-year-old is standing there, clutching… I blink. “Leo, where did you get a knife?”He shrugs, grinning like it’s the most natural thing in the world.My heart stutters. “No, really. Where did you find that?”I try not to laugh. I mean, he’s three. Maybe he just—found it somewhere? But the next day, it’s a water bottle. Then, a tiny flashlight, somehow with batteries still inside.I don’t even know what else; he’s pulling things out one by one with the pleased grin of a kid who’s just figured out his favorite game.Well, we may just survive this mess after all.Now, if only the universe could have spared me from him. I don’t even know his name, but I know his type: tall, broad, and annoyingly handsome, with an air of calm control that’s out of place in this chaos. Ex-military, if I had to guess, with a voice that’s just as infuriating as his smirk. The man has a habit of showing up at the worst—or best—possible times, with a gun at the ready and secrets buried as deep as those bright green eyes.I mean, he’s probably useful, but I’m trying to keep my eyes on the prize here: survival.For Leo and me.Because, foresight or no foresight, nothing is guaranteed in this new world—except the fact that people like him are trouble.

What is a story without a reader?Nothing.Stories are for the readers to define.What about a story with four readers?It is a lot for the story, but for the author the story is far from being satisfactory.So when the author closes the story beloved to only four readers.How do they deal with it?How do they deal with the end?What happens when the author swallows the key to the story’s life.Especially when it simply became beyond human terms.