This Life, I Will Be the Protagonist-Chapter 444: Divine Game: Diamond Miner17

Rita couldn’t help but wonder: was there another similar mode to these games? A system where these markets constantly turned into new maps, and the robots kept changing forms? Perhaps, like the interchangeable game and novel templates, these game records were simply preserved over time.

While mulling over these mysteries, Rita once again repeated the process of mining alone.

Meanwhile, the battle chat channel was filling up with players complaining about the special events they were encountering.

The events in the 1211 special commercial district were no longer fresh news, as six other districts had triggered similar events.

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"Governor’s Arrival," "Tax Audit," "New Mining Regulations"...

Even though players who had triggered these events remained tight-lipped about key details, less important information flooded the chat.

After Rita and L4327777 split the earnings, she ranked 9872nd on the leaderboard. But in just a short while, she climbed to 8997th.

The chat was full of complaints, with players counting how many penalties they had been hit with.

Particularly the "Tax Audit" event was cruel—100 diamonds was the starting point for taxation. Those with more than 10,000 diamonds faced the highest tax rates.

One player even complained they didn’t have enough diamonds to buy a pickaxe anymore.

Just watching it all made Rita feel heartbroken. The game was merciless! It encouraged players to earn diamonds while simultaneously stripping them of their hard-earned currency.

It was as if players were being treated like miners!

High emotional intelligence: diamond miners.

Low emotional intelligence: dark mines.

The more you worked, the worse off you were!

Rita decided to reduce her trips to the market to sell her precious ores…

However, she still couldn’t shake off what B80234615 had said:

"I heard recently that the Y-series robots are transporting a rare and irreplaceable item that can’t be transferred by any means. This area of the battlefield happens to be their necessary route. You might see them between the 13th and 15th hour of this round of Divine Game."

The mining area was so vast, and she only had two hours—where could she possibly find them?

Why hadn’t she thought to ask B80234615 about this sooner?

But then she thought—since B80234615 was trying to lead her toward the Y-series robots, if it knew their exact route, it would have told her.

It was already the 7th hour of the game.

Rita, in Area 11, carefully selected the ten most expensive ores according to the map’s distribution and mined them without even using a pickaxe. After more than an hour, she had filled her inventory with the ores.

But instead of leaving, she found a spot in the mine to hide, resting while keeping an eye on the battle chat to gather information.

Players had started to realize that Divine Game was different this time. Unlike in previous rounds, where special safety zones were rare, now ordinary safety zones were the minority. Most areas were special commercial districts, with a few ordinary commercial districts, and even some mysterious ones.

However, players who had encountered mysterious districts refused to speak about what they contained. When they did talk about these zones, it was purely to show off.

Hour 11.

Rita couldn’t deny that resting early definitely paid off.

In just a few hours of watching the chat, she had advanced over 700 spots, now ranking over 8200th. However, she was tired of waiting and decided to search for a district to gather information on the Y-series robots. If the item they were transporting was as valuable as she had heard, stealing it and leaving the game would make her a huge profit.

After all, even in her first round as a Divine Game artist, she had barely played for a short time before losing, yet still received a settlement reward.

Additionally, she had a rule where she had to kill a mechanical race every 12 hours, which was starting to feel like a burden. The two robots she had encountered so far had been labeled with question marks, and she couldn’t gauge their strength. She could only hope to find another mechanical race outside the robots.

Rita found a spot and, like before, kicked out a hole. It looked much like the two previous special commercial districts.

She jumped in, still flapping her wings, and hadn’t even touched the ground when the system announcement rang out.

"Ding — 8017 Special Commercial District: Over 50% of mechanical races meet elimination criteria."

"8017 Special Commercial District has triggered a special event—Mechanical Rebellion."

"8017 Special Commercial District has been sealed off."

"8017 Special Commercial District has turned into a battle zone."

"Players in the top 100 for mechanical race kills will receive the ’Languages of All Races’ reward."

"Players may now attack each other."

"If the rebellion isn’t quelled within an hour, the battle zone will turn into a wasteland zone, merging with other wasteland zones."

"Players trapped in wasteland zones will lose their eligibility for this round of Divine Game and cannot receive any rewards."

Rita smirked, thinking, It’s better to be lucky than to be late...

She immediately flew into the air, gripping the stone wall tightly, and looked down at the situation in the marketplace.

The players below were just as confused as she was.

At the same time, every robot within her field of vision transformed.

These robots, which had originally looked like small mailboxes with antennas—harmless and unassuming—now towered to nearly five meters high, just a few meters away from Rita’s position.

Their bodies were splitting and extending, accompanied by the melodic metallic sounds of machinery: mechs, weapons, turrets, helmets...

Rita murmured, "Pacific Rim?"

She summoned Nivalis and shook the dragon’s neck forcefully, "Wake up!!! You won’t regret it if you look now! Wake up!"

Nivalis: Zzzzz

Rita clicked her tongue in frustration and tossed Nivalis back into the pet space.

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"B8017666 (Combat Mode) Tier 12 Battery: 100% | Awakened: Desires Freedom | Taboo: Reset | Weakness: Battery Depletion."

B8017... she wasn’t sure what its relationship with B80234615 was.

And it was a Tier 12 combat unit!

Rita didn’t hesitate and started to flee.

One Tier 12 robot was bad enough, but here there were nearly a thousand robots, and the weakest ones were Tier 9, with some even reaching Tier 15.

To make matters worse, there were other non-human players here.

She was certain that even though the players might need to band together to fight these rebellious robots, once they had the chance, those non-human players would definitely take the opportunity to kill others.