Chapter 742 - 223: Ninth-Generation Foreknowledge, Ferocious Rookie
"That was close!"
He decisively clicked on "Qualification Acquisition."
Instantly, a text popped up on his phone:
[Identity-bound account has applied for qualification acquisition. Please wait patiently: The qualification draw will start in 1 hour and 37 minutes.]
He put down the phone, but couldn’t help picking it up again.
Staring at the ticking countdown numbers, Jiang Luo couldn’t help but feel tense.
Though the odds were slim, he earnestly desired to be one in a million among the Heavenly Destiny People.
Becoming a qualified player had been his lifelong pursuit.
Every day, he spent a significant amount of time in the Monster World livestreams and even forum discussion boards, indirectly experiencing game content as a visitor.
He had dreamt several times about successfully getting the game qualification, only to wake up to disappointment.
Whenever that happened, it felt as if the whole world dimmed at that moment.
Now, finally awaiting another chance for the qualification draw, he was agonizingly anxious inside, fearing he might miss out again.
His gaze fixed on the ticking countdown numbers, yet his Perception of time had become blurred.
"Hello, your Rainbow Heart Soup meal." The food delivery robot arrived, placing his ordered meal on the dining table.
Jiang Luo’s gaze remained on the countdown numbers on the phone, reflexively picking up a piece of meat dipped in spice with his chopsticks and stuffing it into his mouth.
The once-beloved food tasted bland at this moment, with only the repetitive thought of the four words: game qualification, occupying his mind.
Time passed, and with each tick of the screen’s numbers, Jiang Luo’s heart pounded heavily in his chest.
There were three minutes left until the draw began, and he swallowed reflexively, his throat dry and sore.
He could even hear the sound of blood surging in his temples, like the rising and falling of waves, one wave after another.
Excessive tension also caused him to experience tinnitus.
With two minutes left, Jiang Luo’s fingertips were numb, and a thin layer of sweat seeped onto his back, sticking to his clothes.
The final minute.
Jiang Luo bit his lower lip hard, his breathing becoming rapid.
Unintentionally, he looked up outside the window, where the whole world had become extraordinarily quiet.
The restaurant had only the heavy sound of breathing; even the Spice Clan chefs behind the transparent glass had stopped working.
Looking down again, the numbers on the screen seemed infinitely elongated.
59, 58, 57... Each second felt as long as a century.
The final ten seconds of the countdown, a buzzing sounded in Jiang Luo’s ears, as if countless bees were flying.
The tension in his emotions was like a drawn bow, with his whole body exerting force.
3, 2, 1!
His vision blurred due to excessive tension; he almost crushed the phone, his knuckles turned white, and his palms were full of cold sweat.
Suddenly, the page switched!
[Congratulations on acquiring the Monster World game qualification.]
"Damn, hahaha!"
Seeing the notification, Jiang Luo stood up abruptly, letting out an excited laugh.
Then, unable to resist, he pinched his cheek hard.
He feared it was just another empty joyous dream, once awakened; he’d still be the humble visitor typing in the live stream, often silenced.
Confirming that he really got the game qualification, joy ignited his heart instantly, and Jiang Luo couldn’t suppress an excited shout.
Meanwhile, the previously quiet restaurant was instantly filled with all sorts of noise.
The nearby diners started cursing:
"Screw the Moon Eclipse Clan, didn’t get me selected again, how many times has it been, I’ll XXX you XXX."
"My good mood for the next days is ruined, why is the Monster World game qualification released so slowly, can’t stand it, it’s pissing me off, hate the stupid Moon Eclipse Clan."
"Which bastard next door got selected, if you did, you did, what’s the point of shouting, I’m seriously wondering if you’re provoking, I’ll come over and beat you up later."
"Count me in, let’s beat up that lucky bastard next door, take it out on you."
"Include me too..."
Jiang Luo was still immersed in the joy of acquiring the qualification.
At this moment, he suddenly noticed that it became quiet around once again.
Jiang Luo looked up, finding himself surrounded by members of various races, their faces openly jealous.
"Human boy, keep a low profile when you’re out; this time, take it as a lesson."
With that, a member of the Alien Race, nearly three meters tall, rolled up his sleeves:
"Get him!"
...
"Authentication successful, welcome home, Master."
He pushed open the door, the lights inside automatically lit up, and the busy cleaning robot automatically "returned to its nest," entering sleep mode.
Jiang Luo closed the door, returned to his room, and stood before the mirror.
In the mirror, his face was bruised.
As it turned out, seizing the Monster World game qualification couldn’t be done outside.
The joy after success was uncontrollable, easily leading those nearby to envy and beat him, becoming the target of their anger.
During the last qualification draw, he had seen a news report.
A man from the Breaking Clan raised his phone high on the street, excitedly cheering he had grabbed a game qualification.
Then he was beaten on the ground by passing clansmen, beaten so severely.
During the incident, a kind-hearted passerby stepped forward to inquire and attempted to mediate.
The result was learning the beaten man had grabbed the Monster World qualification, so they also kicked him a few times to vent.
At the time, seeing that news, he found it quite absurd; though grabbing the qualification could annoy people, it wasn’t worth resorting to violence from passersby.
It’s now a law-abiding society, hitting others is illegal.
Until a similar event truly happened to him.
Looking at himself in the mirror, despite his disheveled appearance, Jiang Luo couldn’t help grinning.
Such pain was insignificant when placed against gaining the Monster World game qualification.