Chapter 1276 - 1276 1275 Opening the Gate

Chapter 1276: Chapter 1275 Opening the Gate Chapter 1276: Chapter 1275 Opening the Gate “Fate Card Game”

Han Dong had speculated the significance of this card game from the very beginning.

Winning or losing was not the key.

Firstly, the mysterious creature guarding the door had never mentioned that ‘winning the card game was necessary to open the door.’

More importantly,

the other party claimed to be the Truth, as well as Fate.

Able to connect thousands of worlds with threads, creating a deck composed of cards from different worlds… It appeared that the other party hadn’t lied, perhaps truly the founder of the Fate System, or maybe a consciousness of the founder.

Such a high-end existence, encapsulating the essence of all worlds, had designed this card game over six universal years.

Giving Han Dong only an hour to learn, could he possibly defeat this founder on the card table? The answer was no, not even a one in a trillion chance existed.

Han Dong’s speculation about the meaning of the card game was:

To satisfy the founder’s mental entertainment, and if he could bring pleasure to him during the game, then opening the door afterward would go smoothly.

Therefore,

Han Dong formed a plan in his mind.

To exert his utmost brainpower in the game, as long as he could sense the opponent’s premeditated moves, the goal would be met.

At that moment, once he felt discomfort at the consciousness level, he would slow down the pace and lose the match normally as the game progressed.

Han Dong had to ensure that his mental state was suitable for opening the door next, and he couldn’t afford to expend too much energy in the card game.

However, the unexpected still happened.

Han Dong became unwittingly immersed in the Fate Card Game.

This type of brain-intensive, epic-level card battle involving his own experiences, stirred deep interest within Han Dong, an interest that overwhelmed both rationality and desire.

As the complexity of the game increased, with continuous battlefield expansions, interactions between various cards, summoning powerful units to restrain the situation or using hidden event cards to guide the course of the game,

his interest grew as well, until he was completely engrossed.

Even though Han Dong was acutely aware that winning was impossible, he still wanted to give his all, even risking his life to achieve the best outcome—a “draw.”

In the end,

he successfully exploited a loophole in the game to achieve a draw, also causing the first damage to the opponent’s true form.

After accomplishing all this, Han Dong no longer had any capacity for thought, even performing a ‘1+1=?’ operation could lead to his consciousness collapsing.

At the critical moment,

a thread descended from the air.

Stabilizing and stitching Han Dong’s consciousness just as it was on the verge of collapsing.

…

Time unknown.

When Han Dong reopened his eyes, the chessboard in front of him had been completely cleared, symbolizing the cards he experienced were all retracted.

He was sitting cross-legged, facing the mysterious creature, maintaining a distance of one floor tile.

The mysterious person’s fingers twitched slightly,

the threads piercing through Han Dong’s body were withdrawn into his hands, and a mouth appeared on his pure white face, flashing a row of white teeth in a favoring smile.

“Your consciousness has been fully repaired, thank you for bringing such an exciting game, especially that last move which was truly spectacular.”

“I exploited a loophole in the rules to force a draw, that was the best I could achieve… Of course, if you could give me more time to study the rules of the game, perhaps I could play even better.”

“Oh? Can it get even better?

Forget it… You need to perform an important opening the gate ceremony, and I’ve just patched up your consciousness through Fate Stitching. Keeping you here to continue playing cards wouldn’t be good.

Next time, when you come here again with your full consciousness, let’s play another round of cards… I’m quite fond of you, don’t let me down.

This is a personal gift from me, representing my satisfaction with the entire card game, I hope you make good use of it.

Keep moving forward, human!”

The white life with a black silhouette thus disappeared, leaving a “Flesh Capsule” on the floor tiles.

Its function unknown.

Since it’s a reward material left at this occasion, it must be related to opening the gate.

If Han Dong reports this to the executives or other Fate gate openers, everyone would be surprised… because, nowadays, no individual living in the Black Tower has ever received such a ‘gift’.

“It seems that it is indeed the founder of the Fate System, even me, whose consciousness is about to collapse, could be timely repaired and fully recovered.

My current state is not much different from when I first came here, even the ‘width’, ‘thinking ability’, and ‘perception’ of my consciousness have expanded a lot due to the card game.

However, I might have been a bit reckless… I don’t know if it’s the side effect of the madness that led me deep into the card game, unable to extricate myself, or the traction of the card game itself made me want to throw everything into this game.

Enough! Time to open the gate!”

His thoughts jumped out of the card game, his vision returned to the “Door of Truth” in front.

He picked up the “Flesh Capsule” and temporarily pocketed it.

Both hands simultaneously fell on the massive and thick door surface.

Just as Han Dong was contemplating how to open the gate, the door unexpectedly opened inward by itself.

“Could it be! Was the card game also acting as the ‘key’ for opening the gate? Just by seriously playing a round of cards with that founder, the door would open?”

Before Han Dong had time to consider it thoroughly.

A burst of cheerful and pleasant music came from inside the door.

Behind the “Door of Truth”, there was actually a large amusement park.

To be exact, it was an amusement park filled with a strong sense of Death Qi, specially providing ‘death-themed entertainment’ for The Dead.

The moment Han Dong set foot here, he saw two death facilities that couldn’t possibly appear in human society.

“Flesh Bumper Car” – Tourists with smiling faces were strapped to both sides of the bumper cars, crashing into each other at accelerating speeds until all were dead.

The tourists with shattered bodies could still move, their broken bodies assembling together in a short time to participate in the next activity.

Moreover, tourists’ assembly didn’t care whether the limbs belonged to themselves, as long as they could be attached.

“Screaming Haunted House” – Through the surveillance footage in front of the haunted house, it could be seen that the staff dressed as ghosts and Human Demons were brutally slaughtering the tourists.

After experiencing death in the haunted house, tourists could apply to stay and take on the role of temporary staff to kill other tourists.

At the same time, it was important to note.

That all tourists enjoying death here were ‘Faceless People’, they drew facial features on their faces with watercolor pens, mostly expressing their love for the amusement park with exaggerated smiles.

As Han Dong entered here, he also returned to his True State.

Egg-shaped head, Mummy Left Arm, Deformed Right Arm, and Black Vortex Trunk.

At this moment, a very important broadcast came from speakers hanging on various amusement installations:

“The Abyss Roller Coaster is checking tickets, limited to this one trip only, please make sure to seize the opportunity if you haven’t checked your ticket.”

After drawing a bright red smile on his face with his right index finger, Han Dong ran straight towards the roller coaster ticket gate deep in the amusement park.