San Tian Liang Jue

Chapter 1204 The Candidate Game

Chapter 1 The Setup

"Over the past many centuries, in dimensions beyond what you know and see, several different forces have been vying for control of the human realm." Woody's narration began.

But Feng Bujue didn't seem content to just listen. "Hold on... are you extrapolating from the 'Atari Crown,' that game competition prize from the 1980s? What's with this development?"

"Heh heh heh... you'll understand naturally if you keep listening." Woody pushed up his glasses again and continued, "However, this war is destined to be a protracted stalemate... although everyone was quite expectant in 1999, Vincent actually relied on that kid Lu Kun to rewrite the events recorded in the Book of Revelation..."

"Uh... who's Lu Kun?" Feng Bujue asked. "And... the events recorded in the Book of Revelation, are you referring to the millennial doomsday theory?"

"Well... it's not really doomsday. It's more like the Four Horsemen coming to cleanse the surface. Humanity might not even be wiped out," Woody replied. "As for Lu Kun... he's considered one of the strongest beings in the human realm. Speaking of which... most of the strongest in the human realm are otaku..."

Woody revealed a pensive expression as he said this. He paused for a moment, then continued, "Anyway... those things don't really have much to do with you, and they're all in the past. Let's just continue..."

"Oh." Feng Bujue nodded, because he felt the pit the other party had dug was too deep, so he didn't continue to ask.

"Ten years after the 'doomsday' was stopped, with the authorization of the 'Highest Will,' the human realm held a 'Candidate Game.'" Woody smiled. "Heh heh heh... and the people responsible for organizing that game were us, the Hell Four Jerks."

"Wait a minute..." Feng Bujue's expression changed slightly. "There really is such a thing as the 'Hell Four Jerks'?"

"Heh heh... you heard Cat... oh no... you heard Gu Chen talk about us, right?" Woody asked with a smile.

"I thought he was just cursing," Feng Bujue said. "So this is an actual title? Speaking of which... there are three other guys as bad as you? Besides Vincent, who else is there?"

"Simon and Sid," Woody replied.

"That 'Simon'?" Feng Bujue raised his hands and made quotation marks. "No way? He doesn't seem like one of you guys."

"Heh heh... you and Wang Tanzhi don't seem like you're on the same wavelength either," Woody responded.

"Hmm..." Brother Jue was speechless.

"As for Sid... well, you haven't met him anyway, so I won't introduce him too much." After saying this, Woody paused for a second, then continued from where he left off, "Let's talk about the game...

"The so-called 'Candidate Game' is a kind of 'ritual' that has continued since the era when the gods were divided. It concerns survival and death, the past and the future. It is a signpost of fate, a bond of time and space. Its significance to this world cannot even be described in words...

"There is only one victor in this game... however, there can be many participants. We call these participants 'Candidates.' Without a doubt, those who are qualified to become Candidates are not ordinary people... every Candidate has outstanding abilities.

"When these people compete in the 'Candidate Game' and determine the only victor, this person will become the 'Chosen One' - that is, a person recognized by the gods.

"The 'Chosen One' is a being who can 'drive the era,' 'change fate,' and 'slay gods and demons.' At most, one or two such people appear every century, and they usually leave behind some well-known legends in the human realm. For example, during the Olympus War... there was a Spartan who became a Candidate, and he almost single-handedly ended the war between humans and gods, and he did it with force."

"Are you talking about that bald guy who uses two kitchen knives chained together..." Feng Bujue seemed to already know who the other party was talking about.

"Heh heh heh..." Woody once again avoided the question with a perverted laugh, without answering directly, and continued as if nothing had happened, "Who it is specifically is not important, you just need to have a concept of the 'Chosen One,' after all... you are also one of the Candidates."

"Oh?" Whether it was confidence or arrogance... Feng Bujue was indeed not surprised by this matter in the slightest. "Then according to you... Thriller Paradise is the 'Candidate Game' you're talking about?"

"Thriller Paradise... is an experiment," Woody replied. "If it succeeds, then for a considerable period of time to come, it will become a template for the 'ritual' and be used."

"Then... what if it doesn't succeed?" Feng Bujue asked.

"That's not a problem you need to worry about..." Woody said, then changed the subject and lowered his voice, "At least... not yet."

"What do you mean?" From the latter half of the other party's sentence, Brother Jue keenly sensed something.

"Heh heh heh... sorry, I can't tell you anything about that," Woody said with a smile.

"Your style of dodging whenever you get to a crucial point... oh no... of just 'heh heh'-ing..." Feng Bujue continued, "is really quite despicable..."

"Heh heh heh... thank you." Woody acted as if he wasn't ashamed, but rather honored, and even thanked him, then brought the topic back, "Let's talk about 'Thriller Paradise'...

"In the past, the Candidate Games were generally more cruel. Although the forms were different each time, they were essentially a game in which people fought each other.

"People in ancient times had faith. They valued honor and worshiped gods... they were willing to fight to the death to obtain the title of 'Chosen One.'

"But later, humans changed... you could say they became smarter, or you could say they became bad... although they still had awe for the gods, they also understood 'fighting for themselves.'

"Later, humans lost their faith, and the games became more and more difficult to carry out. We even needed to use coercion and inducement to force those outstanding talents in the human world to participate in this game. Sometimes we even had to go to parallel universes to find people to make up the numbers."

Just as Woody said this...

"Ha!" Feng Bujue laughed loudly. "Speaking of coercion and inducement, I have a deep understanding of that."

"Heh heh... I've already been very polite to you, after all, we're not enemies," Woody said with a smile.

"What if we become enemies in the future?" Feng Bujue squinted at the other party, speaking with a meaningful tone.

Hearing this, Woody's expression suddenly changed, and he laughed strangely three times: "Heh heh heh... after you've heard what I have to say, maybe you'll have the answer..."