Chapter 398: Let the Players Rule the World
[Game Village Voucher]: Upon use, instantly redeems a Level 1 Game Village.
A simple item, no flashy embellishments—
but it made everyone's heart pound wildly.
"A Game Village Voucher… you can just redeem a village outright?"
Even Fleet Admiral Sengoku, who had also arrived at Jiang Family Town, stared straight at the newly issued world-class quest.
The Marine Alliance had dispatched thousands of elite troops and five admirals,
working tirelessly to gather resources—
and had only barely scraped together 60% of the materials needed to build a Game Village.
And yet, simply killing the Ghost General could directly award a voucher?
"All naval forces, hear my command! Hunt down the Ghost General with everything you've got! The voucher must not fall into the hands of another faction!"
Sengoku's order echoed across the battlefield.
All marine elites stood at full alert.
He was certain—the Marine Alliance's village construction progress was the fastest in the entire Reincarnation Game.
The village would house the rare caster-class training facility for Daoist Apprentices,
something Sengoku already considered as good as his.
If another faction killed the Ghost General and claimed the voucher, beating them to village construction,
everything the Marines had invested would be for nothing.
"I was ready to give up… who knew the world quest reward would be this good."
A curse snake opened its jaws, and Orochimaru slithered out of it like shedding skin.
These snakes acted as miniature teleportation arrays, letting him travel anywhere—
provided they weren't destroyed first.
"The Fire Empire's assets have all gone into upgrading my necromancy. I didn't have the reward points left to compete for a village…"
Orochimaru had originally resigned himself to waiting for others to build villages—so he could seize them later.
But if he could get a voucher himself? Even better.
Still—
what had everyone's eyes glued to the screen wasn't just the voucher.
It was the final message in the quest announcement:
If players completed the entire chain and hunted the Corpse Dragon,
they would be rewarded with a Founding Decree.
A tool so straightforward in name that it needed no explanation.
It allowed the creation of a nation.
From the tiny, restricted clan territories,
to Game Villages as the new stepping stone—
this was the final tier: a game nation.
No—
a real nation.
If a nation could be founded within the game,
it would easily surpass the quality of life in most of the players' native worlds.
The Pirate World, the Ninja World, Claymore, Demon Slayer… these were all Tier 1 Worlds.
But [Azure Nation: Specter Chronicles] was unmistakably a Tier 2 World.
Unlike clan territories,
these were massive lands with real governance and total development freedom.
Danzo, still wearing his monkey-skin disguise, couldn't contain himself.
"Such a tempting item… it's impossible to resist."
"Even if I have to sacrifice most of Konoha's elites, I will slay that Corpse Dragon!"
The leaves that burn for Konoha… will light the village's path.
That very day,
every tomb, wasteland, and burial ground in the zombie world was dug up by players searching for the five Ghost Generals under the Corpse Dragon—
in hopes of obtaining a ticket into the Imperial Catacombs.
Elsewhere, a silver-haired girl scratched her head in confusion.
"Master… are you really going to give players control of an entire nation?"
A Tier 2 World nation would generate astronomical amounts of contribution points annually.
"Of course,"
Fang Yi nodded. "Remember, we control the Reincarnation Game. Don't waste time digging like a peasant with a golden shovel."
"When the Corpse Dragon dies, it means the world's consciousness has been defeated.
The zombie world will become unclaimed territory."
"The best way forward… is to let the players manage it."
"If we don't give it to them, are we supposed to manage it ourselves? What are we, idiot dragons hoarding Tier 2 worlds like gold coins?"
Once players conquered a world,
Fang Yi could merge it into the Reincarnation Game's territory—expanding its server, so to speak.
But the world's internal origin still needed to be cultivated and mined.
Most worlds contained unique World Cores:
The yin-yang balance of the zombie world.
Nature energy in the ninja world.
Devil Fruit rule fragments in the pirate world…
All derived from the World Core—
a resource that spent origin to generate content.
A world with a Magic Core couldn't produce a star mech from nothing.
That was the principle.
When Fang Yi became the silver-haired loli's master, they didn't even have a world core.
Back then, Afu, trying to protect their home world from corruption, had discarded its coordinates during escape, preventing it from being tracked.
With no anchor, its core was lost.
Normally,
a world without its core would dissolve quickly.
But Fang Yi stumbled across it—and when the two fused, something unique emerged.
Now, without a core, he could still create anything using only the mental images in his mind.
Regular worlds couldn't do that.
They were limited by their own Cores.
That's why Fang Yi could build the Reincarnation Game:
Humans couldn't use origin, but weren't bound by Cores.
World Consciousness could use origin—but were bound by their Core.
Human + World Consciousness = Unstoppable.
Like Lü Bu on horseback… riding Dian Wei.
Invincible.
"But the Reincarnation Game does have a flaw…"
Fang Yi frowned.
After merging the ninja world, he realized:
Though he could create game items freely,
the origin consumed was far more than what a Core-generated item would cost.
Take the Demon Slayer world:
Its core nurtured origin into Sun Breathing,
into Blue Spider Lily,
into medicine to evolve perfect beings…
It could change Muzan's physiology,
bless Yoriichi with innate talent, breathing marks, and world-piercing perception.
"To create every breathing style, every swordsman, every demon from that world's thousand-year history… I'd burn through origin many times faster than the Demon Slayer Core would."
By Fang Yi's rough estimates—
free creation was like drawing water without a well. Unsustainable.
Harvesting World Cores, nurturing origin, and letting it bloom into skills and items—
that was the true goal.
But that process took time.
A lot of it.
And the corrupted worlds weren't going to wait.
Fang Yi didn't have the energy or time to personally cultivate entire worlds and birth items from their origin.
It was better to split the world into nations and hand it to the players.
Through trading, farming, mining, raising livestock, forging, training…
they would extract origin from rivers and stones, rare treasures, beasts, and dungeons—
to create gear, pets, and skills.
Fang Yi just had to sit back and enjoy the results.
But the silver-haired Afu frowned. "But if they build nations, won't they own the origin they mine?"
Players with control of a nation… would also control its origin.
"It won't be ours."
"You idiot!"
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