ATPnovel Chapter 411 Lin Tian's Reward
Chapter 411 Lin Tian's Reward
[Linghu Cuilan]: "I activated [Old Bandage], which restores 1 health point per second for 30 seconds... What's the use of this thing?"
[Duan Yu]: "Haha, I got a [Fine Leather Armor] from my bronze treasure chest. The stats are so-so, but it's better than getting junk from an iron chest. @Li Qiang, Qiangzi, what did you get from your bronze treasure chest?"
[Li Qiang]: "I opened a [Skill Point Reset Scroll] (small), which can reset a skill of level C or lower... I don't need it for now, I'll save it. Sigh, it's far inferior to attribute stones!"
Li Qiang's tone was somewhat sour.
The channel is filled with sharing, comparisons, envy, and self-deprecation of various unboxing results.
Joy and sorrow are not shared by all. Some people are overjoyed by a comeback, some sigh over mediocrity, and some feel lost when they compare themselves to others.
Regardless, this tangible reward distribution brought an end to the brutal preliminary rounds and gave all players (whether they survived or were eliminated) a glimmer of motivation to keep going—at least, there were still treasure chests to look forward to.
Players who achieve good rankings and obtain high-level treasure chests in the preliminary rounds will naturally reap great rewards and are expected to improve their skills even further.
Those who didn't do well could only hope for better luck next time, or perhaps a miracle like finding an "attribute stone" in the black iron box.
......
As the white light of the teleportation signaling the end of the qualifiers faded, the lingering smell of blood and tension was instantly replaced by a fresh, cool night breeze.
The endless roars of battle, the explosions of skills, and the howling winds in my ears came to an abrupt halt, transforming into the unique tranquility of Starmoon City at night, occasionally interspersed with the regular, light footsteps of night patrol guards in the distance, and the rustling chirping of summer insects in the grass.
Lin Tian stood in the center of the courtyard of his Star Moon City residence.
The bright moonlight spilled like mercury onto the smooth bluestone slabs and the carefully trimmed flowers and trees. Everything was exactly the same as when he left, as if the "Battle for Supremacy in the Myriad Realms" preliminary competition, which lasted for hours, involved hundreds of thousands of players, and resulted in mountains of corpses and seas of blood, was just a forced and unreal illusion.
He looked down at himself.
He wore a seemingly simple, yet subtly radiant, deep blue robe, spotless and immaculate.
Not to mention bloodstains, there wasn't even a single wrinkle or speck of dust to be found.
For other players, the qualifying arena is a perilous, muddy, and bloody inferno where every battle leaves a mark and every escape may be tainted.
But for him...
Lin Tian raised his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the courtyard wall, seemingly able to penetrate space and see the scene of countless players returning still feeling lingering fear and engaging in heated discussions.
His lips twitched almost imperceptibly.
"A tourist destination...?" he muttered to himself, his tone flat and emotionless. "Except for that poorly designed, utterly time-wasting maze."
Even after experiencing what was called an "intense" battle—though the term seemed ridiculous in the face of his one-sided crushing victory—his "divine gear," with its godlike attributes, also came with top-tier basic functions such as cleaning, repair, and temperature control.
Dust-proof, blood-stain-free, and impervious to water and fire—these are standard features of high-level equipment, let alone the set he was wearing.
A night breeze wafted by, carrying the faint, cool fragrance of a night-blooming cereus in the courtyard.
Lin Tian suppressed the almost non-existent hint of mockery, his expression returning to its usual indifference.
With a slight thought, he didn't go straight back to his room, but instead sat down on a stone bench in the courtyard and brought up the world chat channel, which was still scrolling wildly.
It's not out of concern, it's just like casually browsing through the audience's comments after watching a boring performance, hoping they might be more interesting.
The information in the channel was refreshing at an astonishing speed. The emotions of players in each region were like a spilled palette, mixed with the relief of surviving a disaster, the elation or frustration of ranking gains and losses, complaints about the experience, and the anticipation and anxiety for unknown rewards.
Among them, the discussion about the 58th Division, especially about his name "Lin Tian," stands out like a light in the dark, even amidst the vast flow of information.
Lin Tian casually glanced at the comments, which ranged from those filled with fear, complaints, self-deprecation, to curiosity.
When he saw those complaints about being "killed in an instant before even seeing the person" and "dying without knowing why," a very faint, almost playful smile flashed across his deep eyes.
These players viewed his cleanup, based on absolute efficiency, as an incomprehensible horror and a random misfortune.
They struggle, hide, form alliances, and scheme, fighting for a sliver of survival within their narrow circle, unaware that from a higher perspective, all their actions are transparent.
Their fears, their glimmer of hope, and their resentment converge into the vivid words on the channel at this moment, forming another side of the landscape of this "game".
"That's interesting."
He muttered to himself, not referring to the players' experiences, but to the observation itself.
Just as humans observe the struggles of ant colonies, they may occasionally find a touch of trivial amusement in the particularly comical or futile behavior of one or two ants.
Just then, a clear and unique system notification sounded directly deep within his consciousness, isolating him from all external noise:
【Ding! 】
[System Notification: Dear player Lin Tian, congratulations on securing first place on the leaderboard in the first round of the 'Battle of the Myriad Realms' qualifiers (Region 58) with an undisputed and absolute advantage!]
[System Notification: You have received the regional ranking reward: 3 Gold Treasure Chests.]
[System notification: The reward has been automatically sent to your bound storage space. Please check it.]
[System notification: Wishing you continued success in your future endeavors!]
The system prompts are concise and clear.
Lin Tian's face remained completely unmoved.
With a thought, he immediately shut down the still incredibly noisy world chat channel.
The joys and sorrows, the heated discussions and speculations of those players were instantly shut out.
The courtyard has regained its tranquility, with only moonlight and the chirping of insects.
He opened his backpack.
Various materials, medicines, reels, and equipment are categorized and suspended in an invisible grid, emitting various colors of light in an orderly manner.
Lin Tian's gaze swept over the three golden treasure chests, and a thought stirred within him.
The next instant, the air beside the stone table in the courtyard distorted slightly, and three heavy and magnificent golden treasure chests appeared out of thin air, landing steadily on the smooth stone table with three soft "thump, thump, thump" sounds.
The golden light flowed under the moonlight, illuminating a small area around it and creating a subtle contrast with the overall tranquility of the courtyard.
Lin Tian walked to the stone table, pulled out a stone stool and sat down, leisurely looking at the three rewards in front of him that were enough to make countless players outside fight wildly for them, and even cause bloodshed.