Glorious God Throne

Li Fufeng realized he was dreaming.

His consciousness seemed to float in an ocean, while also drifting among the layered clouds in the sky. Vaguely, he felt as if he had broken through the membrane of reality, continuously falling deeper into the nightmare while countless noises rang in his ears.

It was like hearing the mumbling of countless people speaking simultaneously in the dream.

When he emerged from his dazed state and opened his eyes within the dream, he found himself on a chaotic street, surrounded by all kinds of voices from the crowd.

Around him were faces with Western features. Looking at their lip movements, they were speaking foreign languages that he shouldn’t have understood, yet strangely he comprehended everything perfectly, as the sounds were automatically translated into familiar language in his ears.

“Oh my God! Is what’s on the news true?”

“The end of the world? You must be joking!”

“I don’t believe it! That geologist must have made it all up, this has to be some kind of prank show…”

Before Li Fufeng could process what was happening, his ears were already picking up the strongest voices around him. As he stood there confused, looking at the debating crowd, his mind still echoing with “Who am I? Where am I? What’s happening?”, someone grabbed him forcefully and shook his shoulders.

“Sean, are you alright? Stop spacing out. Don’t tell me you’re shocked silly by the news?”

“Huh?” Li Fufeng snapped back to reality and looked at the person pulling him with concern. It was a girl who appeared to be sixteen or seventeen, with Western facial features, shining brown hair, and a few freckles on her nose. She was waving her hand in front of his eyes repeatedly, “Snap out of it, Sean!”

“…I’m fine,” Li Fufeng responded instinctively. As soon as he spoke, he realized he was using the language of Yao Country and worried she might not understand. “I was just too shocked by that news you mentioned…”

He left his sentence hanging, instinctively gathering information.

However, the girl showed no signs of confusion at his language, as if Li Fufeng was speaking in her most familiar tongue. She naturally continued, “Yeah, that news is too much! I always knew the media was no good, but I never thought they’d use the end of the world as clickbait…”

The brown-haired girl cursed a few times and complained. “Ice caps melting in three months and a great flood covering the whole world? What ridiculous rumors are these? Aren’t those just cliché doomsday predictions from hundreds of years ago? I don’t believe it at all!”

After these few minutes of adjustment, Li Fufeng finally recovered from his initial confusion and shock. He realized this was probably similar to the Sword Realm he had encountered before, and he might be experiencing another similar extraordinary event.

However, what he wasn’t sure about was whether this was just an illusory dream or a real alternate world?

He clearly remembered falling asleep in his bed at home not long ago, which made this seem more like a strange dream.

But could a dream be so logical and create such a real world?

His gaze swept across the distinctive architecture in the distance, the crowded streets, the diverse faces of people, their expressions, and the girl walking and talking with him… Could such a real world really just be a dream?

Unless there was another eccentric like Pei Hefeng, the Lord of the Heavenly Capital, who could vividly create all things and beings within a dream. But such powerful figures must be rare, right?

At this thought, Li Fufeng’s mind suddenly paused.

A title he had heard earlier that day suddenly popped into his mind – the White King.

What had Adams said then? Something about delivering invitations to a new world to him and Liu Ningshuang on behalf of the White King?

A thought flashed through his mind like lightning.

Could this be… the so-called “new world”?

As this thought emerged, Li Fufeng suddenly looked up at the sky and saw countless points of light falling from above, like celebratory ribbons or dancing fluorescence.

But he noticed that none of the people on the street seemed to notice them.

The whole world seemed frozen, and only he could see the illusory light points slowly forming words in mid-air:

[Welcome, invited challenger, to the Nightmare World. Pass the nightmare trial screening, and you shall learn all truths.]

Li Fufeng stared at those words and attempted to communicate. “Is anyone there? What does the nightmare trial mean? What happens if I fail? How can I return to Blue Star?”

But his questions received no answers.

The illusory light points continued falling from the sky like a dreamy snowfall, as if there was no person managing this trial, only a machine mechanically executing its program.

[Brief background of the Nightmare World: You are on Aolai Star, with technological civilization development similar to Blue Star, possessing no extraordinary systems but trace amounts of spiritual energy. The planet has 123 countries and 30 billion population. A week ago, at the International Geologists Association, young genius geologist Akles “prophesied” the coming of doomsday. Initially, people didn’t believe him, but he convinced everyone with detailed data and scientific instrument readings. Today, several more experts came forward to support his view, sparking worldwide controversy.]

[But rest assured, your task is not to judge whether the prophecy is true. You don’t possess that capability anyway.]

[–The truth of the “prophecy” is beyond doubt.]

[In three months, this planet will face an unprecedented great flood, destroying countless lives.]

[Please do your best to save as many people as possible from this destined destruction, and prepare with all your might for the coming of doomsday.]

[–You’ve been given quite a good initial identity. Please use your identity to complete this trial.]

The illusory light points in the sky gradually dispersed, leaving behind a completely shocked Li Fufeng. His recent experiences with disaster relief had improved his psychological resilience, and he barely managed to accept the setting that he had somehow entered a Nightmare World with a new mission. After repeatedly reviewing the mission information, he felt overwhelmed.

…With doomsday coming in three months, and it being a great flood that he personally couldn’t prevent, what could he do? Should he start building Noah’s Ark now?

After some scattered thoughts, Li Fufeng realized the more crucial element – according to the mission description, many people in this world didn’t believe in the doomsday prediction yet. So the first step should be to convince as many people as possible to believe the “prophecy” and prepare for the doomsday escape, right?

Remembering that the mission had indicated his current identity was special, he quickly turned his attention to the brown-haired girl who seemed to know him. This must be the tutorial NPC for the beginning?

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While Li Fufeng was wracking his brains trying to get information from the girl, at the same time, Liu Ningshuang, Baili Zhaoxue, Fina, Chandler, Samuel… many others who had been marked by Adams all entered different “Nightmare Worlds” in their dreams, receiving trial missions from these Nightmare Worlds.

After experiencing similar confusion, shock, and misunderstandings as Li Fufeng, and finding no immediate way to leave, they had no choice but to accept the trial missions.

What they didn’t know was that each of their missions was no less challenging than Li Fufeng’s trial, and all their “Nightmare Worlds” faced doomsday, just in different forms.

–Even though they possessed extraordinary powers, and the dream’s weak spiritual energy didn’t prevent their use, their powers were far too insignificant in the face of world-ending disasters.

Outside the dream, someone asked in surprise, “Lord White King, can these people really complete the missions you’ve issued with their abilities?”

As soon as these words were spoken, Adams quickly added:

“I’m not questioning the difficulty of your missions, but rather that the people I selected might lack sufficient ability – you may have overestimated them!”

Saying this, the little boy’s face showed shame, clearly expressing “I’ve failed your trust by not selecting the most capable people.”

“I never expected them to complete the missions anyway,” Bai Yi smiled and said casually.

“From the beginning, putting them into doomsday-themed nightmare instances was meant to let them experience defeat~”

Ordinary people originally had no chance to enter the Nightmare World – something even the former Bai Xin couldn’t achieve.

But Bai Yi, who had completely mastered all system permissions and held a special identity connected to all Nightmare Worlds, accomplished this.

He first uploaded everyone’s consciousness to the Web of Thoughts, establishing connections with himself. After entering the dream, he brought their consciousness into that deep sea filled with world fragments in the dream. Then using the upgraded system to carefully screen nightmare instance fragments, he deployed these people one by one, writing nightmare trial mission backgrounds and instances for them… This series of operations led to the current situation–

The “Nightmare Game” that originally had only him as an “internal tester” now had hundreds more “internal testers.”

However, while Bai Yi’s missions came from the lingering regrets of the deceased in nightmare instances, the trial missions for Li Fufeng and others were written by Bai Yi himself, intended specifically as “trials” for them.

Therefore, he never intended for these people to complete the missions, but rather wanted to see what qualities they would display during the trials.

“…Well, I suppose it could barely count as Human Screening Project version 2.0?” Bai Yi said.

His consciousness drifted and undulated in the dark deep sea among countless stellar fragments, finally surfacing. Under the light of two slowly rising great stars, he looked down.

Li Fufeng, Liu Ningshuang, Samuel… scene after scene from the nightmare instances appeared before him, as if he was simultaneously watching the trial processes of hundreds of selected participants.

Adams, who could enter here because he originated from a nightmare fragment instance, also gradually materialized beside him. He heard the youth instruct. “As usual, remember to record those you think are worth cultivating.”

“As for me…” Bai Yi tilted his head, “it’s time to create new scripts in new nightmare fragment instances.”

As his words fell, he plunged rapidly into the sea.

[Hope Resonance] activated again, the points on his panel quickly decreased, while in the depths of the ocean, far in the distance, starlight blazed brilliantly as a stellar fragment welcomed his arrival.