Not praying for ten strings

The Night Has Come, and kermesinus moon ascends in the sky.
Hoarse whispers flow at the street corners, and brass steam machines spew out bloody mist.
Your brain is singing a hymn, eyes are chanting a melody.
Skin cracks, and flesh buds swell.
Amidst the Mist, the wall of flesh that has devoured thousands of corpses wails endlessly—
"Weep not, our players don't bite, they just want to play with you."
Annan, the lone strategist, the top player, the savior of the mist-covered continent, the leader of the Thirteen Saints, the friend of the Twelve True Gods, the king of pioneers, "the Just", the Gatekeeper of the Fourth Calamity, the uncrowned deity, advised kindly.

Super Righteous Player

Ann and his group did not take away those already arranged board games.


These could be considered samples left for the Zedi Black Tower Wizard apprentices, and also part of the advance payment. Afterwards, they would write reports with their experiences and opinions and send them to Husky, assisting her in continuing to adjust and modify the values.


—Of course, investments were definitely still required.


Husky had already shown them that she had amassed a large collection of high-quality game designs and had allowed them to personally test play to confirm their quality. Professor Isaac had also promised to solve some difficult technical problems for them.


Since design and technical issues were already taken care of, they only needed investments to immediately start production... With such idle funds, Noah's merchants and nobles could easily afford it.


Noah's distinctive trait was having an excess of spare cash.


Chapter 37 The Real Verse-Cutting Dog