210: Give it a try

Lin Chuping's question seemed casual, but in reality, his entire being was tense.

[The 999th one.]

The System's cold characters were like a heavy hammer, fiercely striking the flame of excitement that Lin Chuping had just ignited.

"Damn it!"

Lin Chuping couldn't help but curse.

999, did that mean the previous 998 brothers had all failed?

He wasn't the first "lucky one" chosen, but the 999th experimental subject to walk this path of no return!

"998..."

Lin Chuping's voice was as dry as sandpaper rubbing, carrying a tremor he hadn't even noticed himself. "...Where... did they all fail?"

The System's screen was silent, but the deep purple runes dimmed slightly for a moment, as if in silent acknowledgment.

After Transmigration, Lin Chuping hadn't felt any danger. Within his jurisdiction, it was fine, and outside, as long as he didn't act recklessly, there was no direct danger.

It couldn't be that they all got stuck at the Little Sky Demon stage, could it?

[Host, all died in confrontation with the Little Sky Demon.]

Lin Chuping: "..."

The System's reply did not disappoint Lin Chuping.

The failure rate was too high. With 998 brothers before him having died, Lin Chuping didn't think he would be the one lucky exception.

"Tong Ge, if one person fails, it might be a human problem. If 998 people fail, have you considered that your program might have a problem?"

[Host Lin Chuping, questioning core program logic. Permission judgment: Elementary. Information blockade partially lifted.]

The System's emotionless electronic voice sounded, but Lin Chuping keenly caught a hint of... an extremely subtle, almost illusory fluctuation?

[Failure rate analysis report (brief version) being retrieved...]

The deep purple characters on the screen scrolled like a waterfall, instantly rearranging themselves to form cold data charts and blurry image fragments.

Lin Chuping's pupils contracted, staring intently at the flickering images on the screen, his throat tightening.

He saw—

One Host entangled by purplish-black Devilish Qi in the wilderness, his body disintegrating inch by inch, emitting silent screams;

Another Host exploded and died in the center of a Formation, his flesh and blood dissipating into mist;

And even a Host who, after killing a Little Sky Demon, was suddenly backlashed by some invisible force, his entire being shattering like glass... 998 ways to die, 998 failures.

"So..."

Lin Chuping's voice was hoarse, "Is this my future?"

[Data analysis conclusion:]

The System's characters scrolled coldly, "[Host survival rate 0.1%, main causes of death — Little Sky Demon erosion, logical traps, Soul disintegration.]"

0.1%.

Lin Chuping twitched his mouth, wanting to laugh, but couldn't.

What the hell was the difference between this and certain death?

But very quickly, he took a deep breath, his gaze gradually turning cold.

Since things had come to this, escape was useless.

If he couldn't escape, then he would fight for it.

He had previously thought that his teammates would back him up, but they wouldn't provide him with direct help.

And after 999, there would even be the 1000th, the 1001st.

"System, retrieve the Little Sky Demon's data."

His voice was unusually calm, "Since 998 have died, there should be some experience summarized, right?"

[Permission confirmed.]

The System paused briefly, then new information appeared on the screen—

[Target: Little Sky Demon (Elementary Corrupted Body)]

[Threat Rank: Low]

[Characteristics: Can devour low-level spiritual Qi, fears pure Yang attribute attacks]

[Weakness: Core Devilish Core located in the glabella, one-hit kill can completely eliminate it]

Lin Chuping narrowed his eyes.

"Little Sky Demon? So, there are more Advanced ones?"

[Host's current permissions are insufficient to query information on more Advanced Little Sky Demons.]

As expected.

Lin Chuping sneered.

The System wouldn't give him any easy path, but at least, it gave him a starting point — the Little Sky Demon.

"Good."

He slowly stood up, his gaze as sharp as a knife, "Then I'll start with the Little Sky Demon."

Since 998 Hosts had died, then he—

Would be the 999th, the exception who lived!