This Life, I Will Be the Protagonist-Chapter 1124 Divine Game: Quiet Mountain 7
Rita didn’t have time to worry about what was happening with Pine Bloom. She was currently observing the interrogation of Verdant Verdant Whisper · Windrush by BeaconCicada.
As the whip-like vine raised in the air, Verdant Verdant Whisper · Windrush snapped, "Stop playing games. If you have questions, just ask!"
Rita: "...."
BeaconCicada’s hand paused in midair. After a long silence, she suddenly brought it down, delivering a solid strike with the vine. Satisfied, she retracted it and coldly remarked, "You’re much more cooperative than BS Rita."
Verdant Verdant Whisper · Windrush: "... BS Rita, I’ll remember you."
Rita: "..." Tired. Really tired.
Once the interrogation started, BeaconCicada’s questions weren’t limited to just Star Sea player information; she also asked about the statue. For example, whether there was a Deceitful Bloom in Star Sea, and who Deceitful Bloom was.
However, when she asked the second question, BeaconCicada was once again punished by Divine Game.
Rita suddenly understood—Quiet Mountain players not only couldn’t learn about the long-standing battlefield between Uncharted Star Sea and its true history involving the Invasion Sequence, but they also couldn’t gather information about the gods.
BeaconCicada had realized these limitations too. She kept questioning for hours and didn’t leave until just before dawn, her brow furrowed.
She had nearly exhausted all possible lines of questioning.
After BeaconCicada left, Rita immediately said, "I despise you!"
Though she said that, Rita wasn’t particularly upset or angry. Without Verdant Verdant Whisper · Windrush, there would be other players. Without Verdant Verdant Whisper · Windrush, those questions would fall to her. In BeaconCicada’s skill, where truth had to be spoken, it all seemed pointless.
She hadn’t expected that after only the second day of the game, Star Sea players were already at such a disadvantage.
Verdant Verdant Whisper · Windrush wasn’t even the least bit flustered, clearly understanding the situation. She could tell Rita’s remark was mostly teasing. She then spoke confidently, "She has a skill that forces you to speak the truth, doesn’t she? Wouldn’t it be easier to skip that step?"
At this, her suspicious gaze fell on Rita. Despite being bound to a cross, Rita had no visible wounds. Even if the crucifix had healing functions, how was it that her clothes were still intact, and there wasn’t a single mark from the lash?
She asked, "Is what your group said true? She didn’t hit you? Why not?"
Rita suddenly remembered. When Verdant Verdant Whisper · Windrush was captured, Pine Bloom had been taken as well. She had mentioned this and opened the battlefield chat channel, where they were talking about Pine Bloom.
[Lania KaiaFat Goose]: BS Pine Bloom’s name is grayed out. Did she quit voluntarily?
[BS SmokeTune]: She got blown to bits by a skill. When BS Pine Bloom was asked what she thought of her, she called her a "copy"... It was brutal, feathers flying everywhere. I’ve never seen so many Pine Blooms.
[DawnCicada]: ...Did you drink too much today?
[BS SmokeTune]: Sorry...
[Nuclear Flash NightFury]: Pine Bloom’s assessment wasn’t wrong. No past, appeared out of nowhere, what else could she be but a copy? The question is, what is the standard for copying? If there’s a timeline for the copy when they arrive in Quiet Mountain, then why is this BS Rita’s strength on par with BeaconCicada?
That was something Rita herself found curious.
She didn’t like losing, but she was self-aware.
Although she had taken first place multiple times in Divine Game, it was because the higher the battle power, the more limitations there were. She just happened to possess an ability that allowed her to use skills without restriction in Divine Game.
Outside of that special setting, even though she was Tier 15 in battle power, facing players like Pine Bloom, Maple Syrup, Lightchaser, and Ash Cinders—also Tier 15—she’d likely only tie. This was still with the help of the many Divine Game lessons she had taken.
Players below Tier 15 might be lacking in power or effort, but once you reached Tier 15, it was unknown territory. Some players reached Tier 15 through sheer strength, while others plateaued at Tier 15 because their battle skills weren’t sufficient. For them, Tier 15 was the cap. There were also players like Mistblade, who intentionally suppressed their levels.
According to Mistblade, the restrictions and difficulties at Tier 16 were extreme, with game rules, exclusive rules, and the Demon King’s decrees. After suppressing one’s level to enter Divine Game, although the strength would decrease, the overall rewards would be higher.
But Rita always felt like Mistblade wasn’t telling the whole story. There was something else behind it, and the restrictions were perfectly suited for Tier 15...
As for DawnCicada, who had been battling for years and reached Tier 18... Rita, who had only been in Divine Game for a few years, didn’t really have anything to say to her.
Nivalis and B80 still hadn’t responded, and Rita couldn’t sense them. She could only assume they had exited the game due to death.
She was mentally running through escape plans, rehearsing how she might escape and test out more options while BeaconCicada wasn’t around.
Her skills were sealed, but what about the items in the capsule machine?
And there was also her Race Talent...
When BeaconCicada used her skill on Rita earlier, she had felt her Race Talent [Optimism] activating.
"After entering formal combat, a kind of Mystic Force will allow you to vaguely sense your chances of victory."
Could this mean her [Flower Crown Murder] talent would also work?
Rita pushed the capsule machine with her tongue, pulling out the smallest item—[Plush Collar]. It was usable, and that immediately gave her several new options for escape.
Unfortunately, her current attributes were too low. Otherwise, skills like [Echoes of the Snowbound Realm] or [Lightchaser’s Moment] would be great, but both summoning skills were tied to her current attributes...
She could activate [Mystic Force] to keep herself alive, and when BeaconCicada returned, she could take out [Cat’s Ideal] from the capsule machine and use [No Logic] to distort BeaconCicada’s perception, making her release Rita and lift the curse...
But that was risky. She could always use Time Stop as a backup... If that didn’t work, she could resort to a divine skill and kill BeaconCicada, then figure out how to break the curse.
As Rita was thinking, the Vine wrapped around her ankle began to stir. It extended a sharp tip and tried to touch the cross behind her.
She was testing the first effect of her [Flower Crown Murder] talent.
"When any of your petals touches another target, it can absorb the target’s life force/mana/energy for your use; the absorption speed is determined by the intensity of your emotions..."
The petal finally touched the cross behind her.
A burst of magic power surged into Rita’s body.
[Mana +1357]
But in the blink of an eye, that mana disappeared again. Rita couldn’t tell if it was due to her current strange state.
She closed her eyes, letting the Vine unravel completely, scattering on the ground.
If she could absorb the target’s abilities, could the prison be considered a target?
[Unknown Energy +1]
It could! But what was this unknown energy?
A few seconds later, the thousands of petals on the ground provided her answer.
[Unknown Energy reached 100, converted into a controllable attribute point.]
Rita’s eyes snapped open, her gaze gleaming as she stared at the Flower Crown Murder petals scattered across the floor. After her Race Talent mutated, was it this strong?
She thought of the Thunder Magic Element, which she had always believed to be a unique Celestialkin feature, but in truth, it was still slightly different from what Kessa had. Could this be another mutation?
—"Looks like you can make it out on your own without needing saving."
An unmistakable voice sounded in Rita’s ear.
Both Rita and Verdant Verdant Whisper · Windrush, who had been silently observing from the next cell, were both taken aback.
