Infinite Job Transfers Starting from Mechanic-Chapter 936 - 471: The Next Layer of the Dream Realm, Dark Giant City (2)

Chapter 936: Chapter 471: The Next Layer of the Dream Realm, Dark Giant City (2)

The entire city, housing a population of four hundred million, holds everyone’s production and survival within its walls.

This is not merely a city, but a world steeped in darkness.

Due to the extreme height of buildings, the city’s lower layer is perpetually devoid of sunlight, cold and damp, lurking with Corpse Beasts, Mechanical Demons, and evil spirits.

The humans living there have almost been assimilated by those creatures.

Every day, they perform various maintenance work amidst the dangers of the lower layer.

They maintain the city’s foundation to prevent it from one day collapsing with a crash.

The city’s middle layer is somewhat better; the environment is barely suitable for normal survival.

Yet, everyone must engage in heavy labor, producing various industrial goods to offer to the big figures in the upper layer.

There are strict production laws in the city; failing to complete their assigned tasks may result in being sent to the lowest level to live alongside Corpse Beasts and Mechanical Demons.

That’s a fate more terrifying than death.

It’s said that those humans in the lower layer have largely lost their human form and perhaps have long become one of the Corpse Beasts and Mechanical Demon evil spirits.

It’s just unknown why, even after turning into monsters, they still perform maintenance work on the city’s lower layer.

Truly, they work even in death, eternally enduring torment.

Thus, the middle-layer residents dare not slacken even a little.

Even if they die of exhaustion, they prefer to die in the middle layer.

The city’s upper layer serves as the abode of the nobility.

Their lives are far more fortunate; they need not engage in production, merely indulge in joy daily, enjoying the offerings from those in the middle layer.

They wield enormous power, unrestricted in their ability to decide the life and death of those in the middle and lower layers, leading a privileged life.

However, these nobles can’t truly indulge forever.

They bear one obligation known as the "head tax."

The head tax, as the name implies, is paid with human lives.

Live, breathing nobles are handed over to the Supreme Ruler Su Yu at the uppermost layer.

It must be a noble, not an ordinary person from the middle layer.

Rumor has it that this Supreme Ruler relishes hearing human screams of agony.

Thus, he selects pampered nobles who have indulged all their lives to come to his Mechanical Palace.

Then, he subjects these nobles to cruel torture as a form of entertainment.

It’s said the screams of agony from these pleasure-indulging nobles are particularly loud and "pleasing" during their torture.

All this is but a legend.

No noble who has paid the head tax has ever returned.

No one knows what transpires after they reach the mechanical palace at the uppermost layer.

The nobles dare not investigate and continue living in drunken escapism.

Until the day the head tax comes due, when they’re taken away by Mechanical Forbidden Guards dispatched from the uppermost layer, never to return.

Indeed, some have contemplated escape, but where to?

Outside the city, the entire planet is occupied by monsters, leaving no place to flee.

Thus, the Supreme Ruler Su Yu seemingly perpetuates this dark rule endlessly...

"This setting is certainly conceived by the Pain Evil God."

Su Yu, after reviewing these memories, thought with some speechlessness.

This distorted environment is remarkably similar to what was once in the Manifestation Space, a relentless oppression of humanity where extreme suffering is constant.

This aligns with the capabilities of the Pain Evil God, for she is such an evil deity.

This dream realm even reconciles the subsequent developments of Shelter No. 73, encompassing the entire planet’s population within.

"Pain Evil God’s control over this dream realm reached this degree?"

"She could also be considered a dreamer? Moreover, the dominant one?"

Su Yu was startled by this change in the dream realm.

The original Shelter No. 73 had a mere million inhabitants, which was inconsequential.

Presumably, the Pain Evil God used her spiritual power to influence the realms of dreams, fabricating them.

But now, this Dark Giant City incorporates the global population entirely.

This extent of change left Su Yu doubting whether the Pain Evil God could truly accomplish such a thing.

If indeed carried out by the Pain Evil God, then perhaps she has fully grasped this dream realm.

Su Yu’s spirit focused as he began sensing the Pain Evil God.

In the previous dream realm, Su Yu restored surveillance over the Pain Evil God by having her don battle armor.

Though now in another dream realm, with no trace of where the Pain Evil God has vanished, Su Yu could still sense her, needing only to concentrate his spirit.

Soon, Su Yu sensed the Pain Evil God, discovering she resided at the pinnacle of this Dark Giant City, within that Mechanical Palace, playing the role of "Supreme Ruler Su Yu."

The Pain Evil God sat upon the Mechanical Throne, resembling a dried corpse.

Before her, some nobles clad in splendid attire danced.

Their dance was bizarrely peculiar; each move seemed to inflict punishment upon themselves, maximizing their pain.

These nobles bore marks of extreme torture all over, some with their bodies riddled with various instruments of torture, internal organs exposed — evidently enduring unbearable agony, theoretically unable to survive.

Yet, in this state, these figures not only lived well but exuded mighty power, at least of the Third Rank level, and some approached the Fourth Rank.

These are the loyal subordinates of "Supreme Ruler Su Yu," the Painful Monks.

Su Yu, through surveillance of the Pain Evil God, sensed all this.

"This guy..."

Su Yu remained speechless before this spectacle.

The Pain Evil God endeavored tirelessly to "smear" Su Yu, even taking the stage personally to "cosplay" Su Yu.

Clearly, the Pain Evil God intended for Su Yu to occupy that position, torturing all city dwellers.

Yet evidently, Su Yu arrived slightly "late," prompting the Pain Evil God to step in herself.

Simultaneously, Su Yu sensed some underlying memories of the Pain Evil God, confirming this new dream realm naturally emerged, evolving from the previous dream realm by the Chaotic Evil God.

The Pain Evil God’s influence pertains solely to becoming "Supreme Ruler Su Yu."

Sight of this eased Su Yu’s mind considerably.

However, moments later, Su Yu felt a sudden chill, pondering a possibility.

Su Yu once "cosplayed" the Radiant Emperor, securing help from the mighty Human Emperor.

Now the Pain Evil God does likewise, transforming herself into a dried corpse, seated upon the Mechanical Throne — might she also gain access to some power?

"Unlikely, the Pain Evil God isn’t human."

"Moreover, her imitation bears none of the resemblance to the Radiant Emperor, utterly a Dark Tyrant."

"And, after all, this is within the realms of dreams and not reality..."

Su Yu muttered inwardly.

Yet, he harbored a vague suspicion.

The Pain Evil God surely can’t connect with the Radiant Emperor.

If she truly establishes contact with any existence, it must be the dark side of the Radiant Emperor.

The ultimate nature of Radiant Emperor’s dark side, its powers — Su Yu had never witnessed.

Merely an indistinct suspicion lingered; a terrifying entity centered around darkness and destruction surely existed.

If the Pain Evil God forged such contact, it would spell terror.

Fortunately, the Pain Evil God’s imitation appears unintended.

As the Pain Evil God theoretically lacks detailed intelligence of the Radiant Emperor, knowing merely a name.

She merely altered herself to a dried corpse to fuel fate, inciting human hatred toward Su Yu.

Though this unintentional imitation likely triggered obscure forces.

Thankfully, the Pain Evil God’s imitation remains confined to the dream realm, akin to a mere mental fantasy that has yet to manifest materially.

However, should this realm descend into reality as the prior one did, altering history, becoming factual existence.

Then reality would find no three hundred cities left, only a singular Dark Giant City housing four hundred million.

And atop the Dark Giant City, within the Mechanical Palace, the dried-corpse-state Pain Evil God might connect to Radiant Emperor’s dark side — what may ensue, even Su Yu can’t foresee.

"I must swiftly prevent her!"