Chapter 4
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Chapter 4: Move
Enveloped in white fog, the streets of Tatsumi city became hazy and indistinct.
Bai Yan returned to the library and reclaimed his seat. The students outside were creating a racket, but as soon as he entered, the clamor subsided. Numerous students were engrossed in their studies within. Bai Yan quietly took the escalator.
He relished solitude, finding it conducive to immersing himself in the game. Shortly after, he ascended to the second floor, secured his seat, and initiated the Babel Tower.
The scene remained unchanged—a black-robed player, known as the Savior, hovered in the sky above a pixelated city. The sky transitioned from night to day.
He clicked “Operator” and checked Nightsaber’s condition after auto-playing for a whole night.
Daily record for Nightsaber:
She went home and took a hot bath. Mood +1.
She ate barbecue at night. Mood +1.
Lost sleep over worries. Mood -1. Two hours later, she fell asleep.
Auto play earning: 0
“So lazy! You’ve been lying down all night?” Bai Yan shook his head. He still remembered the first time he played this game when he had summoned the Girl Psychic Elene. That girl had practiced day and night without resting.
“Work hard, please! The world will be destroyed tomorrow. Babel Tower needs you!”
In truth, he knew this was normal. Most of the time, auto play earnings were zero. Even the most hardworking operators didn’t get stronger every day. The feedback from Babel Tower was poor, and the yield period was very long.
Bai Yan shook his head and clicked Nightsaber’s page.
Main Operator:
Name: Nightsaber
Gender: Female
Plane: Material
Level: Evolved
Race: Human
Main skill: Kill, Lurk, and Destroy
Class: Vigilante
Primary Attributes: STR: 42; INT: 35; DEX: 27
Secondary Attributes: Charm: 10; Loyalty: 3; Mood: 4
Traits:
As nimble as a cat (DEX increased; Speed increased)
Glory and revenge (Greatly reduces the chance of Nightsaber’s mood dropping to 0)
Ability:
Deep Blue World (Proficiency: 5%)
Crime hunting Blood—Dark (Bloodline)
Item: Night Blade x 1
Description: The disgraced successor of the legendary crime hunter clan. Born with a huge responsibility. Revenge and reviving the family is her long-cherished wish.
Bai Yan frowned at Nightsaber’s low loyalty. Mood and Loyalty were essential to operators. With low points in these attributes, operators would be less efficient in training. They wouldn’t be able to complete self-discipline missions and might even attack other operators or commit suicide.
Although they couldn’t escape Babel Tower’s control even through suicide, reviving them would undoubtedly cost Bai Yan many resources.
“Well, maybe she should rest more.”
Then he saw a small red logo in the upper right corner of the screen, indicating the presence of the main storyline.
“99 days before the first apocalypse.”
Bai Yan frowned slightly. He knew very well that he had to push the limit for a perfect completion. After falling into deep thought, he quickly formed a plan.
He glanced at Nightsaber’s stats. Training would decrease mood and loyalty, but since these hadn’t fallen below 3, there was still room for training. He could increase her mood and loyalty through other methods before she was ruined.
“The proficiency of Deep Blue World is only 5%. You need more training.”
“To deal with the crisis, you have to become stronger quickly. Come on, Nightsaber!”
Bai Yan clicked on “Training adjustment” and selected “Training simulation.”
“Operator Knight Nightsaber.”
“Training simulation, confirm.”
Without a “Training adjustment Card,” Bai Yan could only spend 10 points of Energy on simulation training. In Babel Tower, everything required Energy. Currently, he had 50 Legendary Points, which could be exchanged for 50 energy points. Since each new game gave 50 energy points, he now had 100 total.
“Come on! Young Lady!”
“Nightsaber, get up and train!”
The fog was dense, making everything hard to see clearly.
Mu Ling was on her way to school. No one in the Black Star Faction knew her identity, so she still lived under the guise of a top student at Helendor University. The Babel Tower had become more important to her; studying was secondary now.
Mu Ling raised her hand and looked at the black tower-shaped mark on its back.
“Babel Tower…”
From what she knew, Babel Tower was an ancient and mysterious organization. Its leader was called “Savior,” and she was “lucky” to be chosen as one of its members.
Mu Ling knew that anyone who could control her undetected must be incredibly powerful. Perhaps they controlled many others like her. Babel Tower might be an extremely large and mysterious organization that had existed for ages.
And their goal seemed to be… to save the world?
Mu Ling was confused. Was the world about to be destroyed?
Right then, the surroundings suddenly fell silent. When Mu Ling came to her senses, she was alone. Today’s streets were eerily quiet.
What’s going on?
[This is Imaginary Space. You will take Training Adjustment and Training Simulation here.]
A familiar young man’s voice sounded in her mind, making Mu Ling instinctively tense.
“Hmm?” She swallowed hard.
The Savior could bestow the power of an Outer God. He was definitely no ordinary being. She was powerless to resist any of his arrangements!
[Training begins.]
On the misty street, a huge black monster materialized, its numerous tentacles swaying.
Mu Ling froze as she realized the black monster was actually the shadow of the Gravity of Darkness!
The next moment, the shadow’s tentacles shot out with devastating force!
Mu Ling stood rooted to the ground in shock as her body split open. The pain was intense, though not as bad as she’d expected.
She collapsed, unable to move. More than half her upper body had been shattered by the merciless tentacles, mangled beyond recognition.
[The pain level is 15% of the real world.]
Hearing this, Mu Ling gritted her teeth, sweat covering her forehead.
“Why… why can’t it be adjusted to zero?” Even at 15%, it still hurt terribly. Yet she endured without screaming.
[It is possible. However, training with zero pain would be meaningless, perhaps even detrimental.]
[Complete real pain could break you. 15% is optimal for training adjustment.]
‘Damn! I don’t need an explanation!’
Mu Ling clenched her teeth as the pain coursed through her.
The huge shadow monster roared, spreading despair and darkness.
Fight! Right now!
Her shattered body quickly fused back together.
The battle began anew. Mu Ling immediately took cover in a nearby empty mall.
This time, she fought seriously, recalling yesterday’s victory.
I can do it. As long as I perform perfectly…
“Boom!”
The monster smashed through the wall and rushed into the deserted mall. Dozens of tentacles lashed out!
Mu Ling’s expression hardened as she gripped her black broadsword and stepped forward.
Then she died again, her head smashed to pieces.
What followed was an endless cycle of death and revival. After countless deaths, she thought she might get used to the pain.
Yet each new hit proved adaptation impossible.
“I’m done. Stop for a while.”
“Let me rest for a while. I won’t escape. Just a few minutes.”
Her pleas for mercy went unanswered. The voice in her mind offered no response.
Mu Ling was near breaking point but held herself together.
The Savior showed no emotion.
“I have to fight. I must use my weapons more skillfully.” Mu Ling took a deep breath and analyzed how to break through.
The black cross blade danced in her slender hands. She challenged the monster repeatedly, failing again and again. Gradually, Mu Ling developed new skills.
Unlike other opponents, this required broader battle awareness. The monster’s attacks covered multiple angles, forcing her to dodge with wider movements instead of small-angle techniques.
Gradually, Mu Ling lasted longer in each encounter!
“Ha!”
The black blade slashed down. Mu Ling struck the monster repeatedly, though it didn’t feel like cutting flesh—it was just a shadow.
Finally, she defeated the black figure before her.
[Congratulations, Nightsaber. Training is over.]
[Training Successful… Returning to real world…]
“……”
Mu Ling couldn’t respond, lacking even the strength to speak.
Suddenly, the crowds returned.
She was back on the street and immediately collapsed sitting.
Passersby saw a beautiful girl suddenly sit down, panting with a pale face.
Mu Ling lowered her head. She was too exhausted to move a finger. Her eyes were lifeless, her body drenched in sweat as if she’d been through a three-day wash cycle.
“Finally, I’m out.” Mu Ling felt relief wash over her.
The Savior was crazy!
