This Life, I Will Be the Protagonist-Chapter 1071 Divine Game: My World 16

Rita felt much lighter inside. Partly because the answer meant her next plan would not cause serious trouble, and partly because after that long World Sigh, it was hard not to feel a trace of attachment to Brilliance.

Of course, even if the answer had been that it would affect a world’s rebirth, she would not have stopped what she was doing. Right now, World Sigh was the most likely solution to the problem weighing on her. There was no reason strong enough to make her give up collecting something so special.

Still, knowing that her actions would not harm those worlds made her genuinely happy.

With all her questions answered, Rita used Clock Reversal once to shorten the shutdown time of Aria of the Setting Sun. She felt drained, the kind of exhaustion that came from burning through focus and spirit at once. She needed food.

Nivalis shrank down and followed her. As they walked, Nivalis kept glancing at Rita again and again.

Rita asked, "What is it?"

Nivalis said, "You feel different."

"What kind of different?"

"It is hard to explain. A bit like Holy Cup."

Rita stopped. "I treat you like a friend. Please do not say things like that."

Nivalis blurted out, "I mean it as a compliment. I mean you feel more learned."

Rita finally relaxed. Good. Very good. She really did not want to die at Holy Cup’s hands.

Later, when she ran into Lightchaser in the dining area, the other woman studied her for a long moment as well. "You have changed."

There was the weight of time about her. A calm vastness that only came from stories lived and knowledge accumulated.

At this moment, BS Rita felt like a walking record of history, like a scholar who had wandered across many fields of understanding.

A walking history sounded strange, but Rita knew why.

She smiled at her teacher. "That sounds nice."

"It is," Lightchaser replied.

Right on the hour, Rita casually tossed the small Vineborne into the magic circle. She no longer needed to worry about invasions or counter invasions. Whatever honor points the Vineborne earned now would be counted as her contribution under Dawn Cicada.

Watching the two black haired little figures above Lightchaser jump into the circle one after the other, Rita asked curiously, "Which one does better?"

Lightchaser did not answer right away. Instead, she raised an eyebrow and turned the question back on her. "Which one do you think does better?"

"The one with stronger defenses," Rita answered without hesitation. Living longer meant better rankings.

"Wrong."

...

After fully handing over the invasion campaign to Dawn Cicada, Rita truly relaxed.

She ate, called Shadow Q, then walked along the deck with a hot cup of coffee, waiting for the next ruined world dock to appear.

She might have boarded late on the fourth day, but now her only regret was not boarding earlier.

This was something she really needed to learn from Fat Goose. There was no need to grind herself to death when she could find someone who loved grinding and let them do it for her.

As for contribution, she could always funnel Mistblade’s, Pine Bloom’s, and Crab’s honor points to Dawn Cicada later. Instant progress.

Resting her hand lazily on the railing, coffee cup warm in her palm, sea wind brushing her face, Rita had the illusion that this was what life was supposed to feel like.

She had even been a sailor once in Brilliance. That ended halfway through after a dispute over shares with the captain, and she had switched careers to piracy.

"I remember how humiliated and furious you were when you learned last game that you had to join Dawn."

A voice, clenched with irritation, sounded beside her.

The scent of flowers drifted over. Rita did not need to turn her head to know who it was. She replied lazily, "Well, this game counts contribution."

From another angle, Dawn Cicada was basically working for her now.

Dawn Cicada clearly thought of the same thing. "What if I give up too?"

Rita beamed. "That would be great. Then I would not have to become Vineborne or go to Dawn. Deceitful Bloom might be disappointed though. Another failure. Really, why would Deceitful Bloom want an heir who fails twice?"

Dawn Cicada fell silent.

When it came to provoking people, BS Rita was undeniably skilled.

Dawn Cicada abandoned invasion duties and chased BS Rita around the war cruise ship with her bone whip for more than half an hour. Even when Rita used the Solitary Antenna Baby to hide, Dawn Cicada did not give up. The moment Rita ran low on mana and took the antenna off, the chase resumed.

Rita regretted it. This was directly sabotaging her own career. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Pine Bloom commented dryly, "You know, this is exactly why I agreed to the future you painted for me back then. You really looked like you had inheritance potential."

"... Are you cursing me?"

"Do not overthink it."

Pine Bloom took out Whale Falls in the Wind. She had come specifically to find BS Rita. "Can I store this in your gacha machine? I am not very confident about the next invasion duel."

Oh. This kind of business was possible?

Rita said, "Sure. I can even let you take it in and out freely during this game. But that mobile maze in Four Seasons City that boosts intelligence stats has to be permanently open to the human race."

Pine Bloom stared at her. "Four Seasons City sank, and I did not say a word about you. And now you are calculating things this precisely with me?"

"Even if Four Seasons City soaked on the seabed until it bloated, that would still be Sea Pony’s fault. You should go yell at Crab," Rita said righteously. "One word. Store it or not?"

"... Store it."

After depositing her divine relic, Pine Bloom left in a murderous mood.

At the end of the time river, a new world dock finally appeared. Nuclear Flash. Rita had no interest.

On the war cruise ship, she had no intention of touching intact worlds. First, the consequences were unknown. Even BS admitted it did not know. Second, even if she ever decided to eat the door of a complete world, she would never do it so openly. As a player with extensive criminal experience, she would not make such a low level mistake.

The next dock would appear in two hours. There were still more than two hours before the eleven o’clock rest period. Plenty of time to cause trouble.

So Maple Syrup was intercepted by BS Rita in the corridor.

Rita opened with the advertisement she had prepared. "Are you worried about losing your divine relic?"

"No," Maple Syrup replied calmly.

Rita froze.

This was not how it was supposed to go.

Maple Syrup continued, "There is a Forest Sea fragment inside Faded Homeland. It follows only me. If I truly fall, it disappears with me."

As she revealed this semi public information, there was regret in her eyes, and pride as well.

Maple Syrup left.

Just as Rita thought this business was dead, a deer stopped her.

"I want to store mine," said Tingo Autumn Deer.

"Aren’t you afraid I will not return it?"

Rita had never defeated Tingo Autumn Deer, but as long as she left Delicious Funeral inside the gacha machine and never took it out, the relic would remain his yet be unreachable.

"I am worried," Tingo Autumn Deer admitted. "But I am already being targeted by Fury Prayer and Nuclear Flash NightFury at the same time. I have to take some risk."

He laid out his offer. "I will trade you information on how Foolishness Game gains new bullets. This is the deposit. After the game ends, I will list a war tier piece of equipment on the exchange, priced at a gacha containing Delicious Funeral. You buy it. How about it?"

Seeing Rita remain unmoved, Tingo Autumn Deer added, "I only learned this bullet information many years after obtaining Foolishness Game, purely by chance. I am sincere."

"Add one hundred World Graveyard," Rita said.

"Eighty. That is my limit."

"Deal. So how do you get new bullets for Foolishness Game?"

"When you do something that keeps all the gods’ eyes fixed on you for a long time, you will gain a new bullet."