[Infinite Flow + light sci-fi + global livestream + tragic beauty + ensemble cast]
A silver-white cube descended, bringing the old world to an end.
“Observers” watched with cold indifference, casting the dice of survival.
“Controllers” whispered from higher dimensions, weaving sweet traps.
“Instance Bosses” hunted, while the “Chosen” fled. Tips were supplies, and player numbers were blades: fall below 50, and you were erased.
An Wuyang, an ordinary office worker who firmly believed in science, was dragged into a deadly game. The instances were bizarre: a lethal maze, a man-eating cube, a fog-shrouded apartment building, a corridor of mirrors…
He also discovered that he had long since become the vessel chosen by the Controller, with fragments of the cube's core buried inside him.
“Coexist with me, and become a new god. Resist, and we both perish.” The Controller smiled seductively.
An Wuyang clenched the fragment burning hot in his hand. “I define my own fate. You have no right to decide humanity's future.”
The cube spun. The countdown began.
With human civilization at stake, who is the pawn, and who can win?
Question: What's it like to challenge a higher-dimensional god as a mere mortal?
An Wuyang: Thanks for asking. I just blew up the core. It cost me my life, but it was worth it.
A cool-headed, rational, growing bottom vs. a deranged, hedonistic higher-dimensional god top
