407: Chapter 451 A very fruitful night!

The Noble Fama's words left the gathered nobles in a state of shock.

In the rear, Number 1379 and the Chief Steward were shaken to their very cores.

No way, no way, right?!

1379 was dumbfounded. The final [Game]?

But why?

And what did it mean that the landscape was about to be reshuffled?

Furthermore, why would the Noble Fama say that this time it would involve them?

What kind of event could drag God-level existences, who stood at the pinnacle of cosmic civilization, into its vortex?

1379's processing power wasn't enough; it was completely unable to guess.

It subconsciously looked at the Chief Steward, but could not discern any reaction from the other party.

Beneath the darkness of his robes, the shock the Chief Steward felt upon hearing these words far exceeded that of Number 1379.

God-level existences possessed half of the universe's knowledge.

Even they were facing a reshuffle?

How would it be reshuffled?

Could it be that they would also enter the game?

No... that's impossible, right?

Actually, it wasn't impossible... after all, based on fundamental speculation, the [Game] likely originated from a higher-level civilization.

If that were the case, a higher-level civilization wanting to send these high-and-mighty nobles into the game would surely find it quite easy.

But what would be the point of sending them in?

With the knowledge possessed by God-level Civilizations, entering the [Game] would be a dimensional strike against all other civilizations.

Wouldn't the final winner still be a God-level Civilization?

Why exactly did the [Game] suddenly undergo such a change... because of An Ke?

Heh... the Chief Steward gave a self-deprecating smile in his heart.

An Ke was indeed mysterious, but he estimated the man possessed less than one percent of the universe's knowledge.

How could the [Game] possibly change because of him?

It must be due to some other special reasons...

While the Chief Steward's thoughts were racing, Tike spoke in a heavy voice:

"Fama, tell us everything you know."

"The reason I say this is the final game is because all of our 108 Realms have lost their authority."

"We can no longer choose civilizations to enter the [National Fortune Game] as we did before... Once all 108 Realms have selected their candidates to advance to the [Cosmic Game],"

"the [National Fortune Game] will cease to exist. If this isn't the final game, then what is?"

Fama's words caused the several nobles present to nod in agreement.

Originally, as long as they decided on the seed players to enter the [Civilization Game], they would continue to randomly select civilizations from the realms they controlled to conduct the [National Fortune Game] and continue selecting potential candidates.

This formed a cycle, ensuring that the realms they controlled always had players available for the game; if one was killed or met an accidental demise, another would take the field.

But now that they had lost their authority, no new [National Fortune Games] would appear...

"Then why do you say this reshuffle will involve us as well?" Dainike inquired.

Fama shook his head:

"I'm not clear on the specifics; the several members of the Joint Committee did not say..."

The Joint Committee was equivalent to the United Nations on Blue Star, responsible for mediating certain wars.

Unlike the United Nations, which was just an empty shell, the God-level Civilization's Joint Committee held absolute authority—an existence whose word was law.

As long as an instruction came from the Joint Committee, all 108 Realms had to obey.

"Could it be that we will also be selected for the [Game]?" Tike guessed.

"I don't know..." Fama shook his head.

Then he gritted his teeth and cursed under his breath: "Those old fogies in the Joint Committee are truly annoying."

"They never say directly what they know; they're always vague, playing the part of the riddle-master."

Fama felt that if he weren't unable to beat those old guys in the Joint Committee, he would definitely give them a thrashing.

The other nobles did not dare to agree.

"Fama, there's really no need to take it to heart. Even if we are truly dragged into the [Game], we will still be the ones to win."

"To other civilizations, we who possess half of the universe's knowledge are omniscient and omnipotent gods."

Dainike spoke lightheartedly.

"As for the struggle with the nobles of other realms, don't you think it sounds quite interesting?"

...

Inside the livestream.

The number of attacking Speedy Snow Rabbits reached a staggering 100.

However, the atmosphere in the Bamboo Village was quite relaxed.

The earth was inexhaustible; they wouldn't even fear a thousand of them.

Hua Hua's round, chubby body sat on the earthen wall. While she ordered the wall to self-replenish and repair, she spoke with regret:

"What a waste of these rabbits. I wonder if they taste good."

Because the Speedy Snow Rabbits would self-destruct upon impact, the ground was covered in shredded pieces that were impossible to eat.

This made Hua Hua, the foodie, feel quite regretful.

Hearing this, An Ke smiled and said, "It's not a waste at all."

"We won't eat these rotten meat chunks, but we can collect them to feed the livestock, like the Velociraptors."

This happened to solve the problem of food shortage.

An Ke felt that tonight's harvest was quite bountiful.

"Little friend, do you want to go rest first?" Sister-in-law Crocodile asked from the side.

"Brother, why don't you go rest first? Leave this to us."

There was heartache in the Golden Snub-nosed Monkey's eyes.

It was the first time it had ever seen An Ke looking so disheveled.

Tiger Mom, Leopard Mom, Dairy Cow Mom, and Xiao Mei all came over one after another, urging An Ke to go rest.

At this point, they were enough to handle things here.

"Little friend, do you want Old Crocodile to help you fall asleep instantly?" Old Crocodile said with a grin.

"I just need to control the damage of my ability within a certain range to make you pass out from anger. That way, you can achieve instant sleep."

"You old ghost, what kind of terrible idea is that?" Sister-in-law Crocodile immediately scolded.

An Ke was also caught between laughter and tears, thinking it was a rotten idea.

He was quite tired now and would fall asleep soon after lying down, so why would he need to be fainted by anger?

But then again... Old Crocodile's [Linguistic Attack] might not necessarily be effective against him.

After all, his Mental Strength [Proficiency] was currently at Level 8.

That's right! Tonight's Beast Attack had also brought massive improvements to his [Proficiency] in various areas.

For example: Strength, Endurance, Agility... and so on.

Tonight was a lucky day.

"No need. I have a feeling that after this wave, the Beast Attack will end, and we can all rest," An Ke said with a sigh.

These words made the eyes of the animals and savages present light up.

Despite their claims of letting An Ke rest and handling the rest themselves,

they were actually nearing their limits as well.

Especially Little Scar, the Blazing Fire Bear, and King Kong—their injuries were quite severe.

Amidst the anticipation of all the animals and savages, the attack of over 100 Speedy Snow Rabbits began.

Accompanied by 100 loud bangs, just as An Ke had sensed, this Beast Attack came to an end.

"Damn it! This Muscle Man can finally rest!"

King Kong plopped down on the ground. Looking at its broken and twisted leg, it used its other claw to forcefully snap it back into place.

"Hiss!" King Kong sucked in a breath of cold air. "This sensation is simply unbelievable."

Watching King Kong's actions, An Ke's expression twitched imperceptibly.

This fellow is one ruthless bird.

He looked at the animals lying or crouching around him and then asked:

"Oufu, is there a doctor in your team?"

The injured animals had to be treated.

It was a pity there weren't many revival coins, otherwise, why would it be so troublesome?