Time quickly flew by.
In the final years, every year Uehara Naraku would initiate a cataclysmic event targeting the players, which had become a frantic escape game for them.
Of course…
Every year, Uehara Naraku seized the opportunity to invade Nazarick, leaving no NPC alive…
However, Uehara Naraku overlooked the game's player freedom, and during the third cataclysmic event, players crafted an isolation airship, miraculously surviving many…
It was truly absurd.
This was seen as a victory for the players.
They referred to the airship as the new Noah's Ark.
Even as the struggle between the players and the game company bosses continued, Uehara Naraku's plan to gather world-class items in the game world was nearing completion.
Aside from two insignificant world-class items that had yet to surface, the rest had already been collected by Uehara Naraku.
Uehara Naraku also began his first step.
To arrange everything happening on this planet, Uehara Naraku created a phenomenon of eternal night in the real world, initially absorbing the real origin planet into his Black Hole Universe.
Only by controlling this planet…
Can the subsequent actions be arranged.
Moreover, this also relates to whether these players will quit the game.
Just when scientists globally were pondering the origins of this rare eternal night phenomenon, YGGDRASIL players hadn't realized that their lives were gradually changing…
Work was becoming increasingly hectic.
Even some wealthy individuals who had been squandering time freely in the game found their businesses gradually experiencing difficulties, forcing them to devote significant time back to the real world.
Nobody could possibly think…
All of this was merely someone's plan to hasten the players' exit from YGGDRASIL, steering the game towards its conclusion…
Players' online numbers were rapidly declining…
Such a decline in online numbers was downright strange.
Because Uehara Naraku had already begun steadily arranging their real lives according to their player identities, truly working tirelessly.
Uehara Naraku sat in the office of the game company, unable to resist looking up at the sky: "Feels like my class is constantly lowering…"
In the past…
As a manipulative mastermind, he controlled the entire Ninja World and altered the Great Pirate Era, yet now he's here maneuvering reality to force players out of the game…
Why does it feel like his class is dropping more and more?
Yet, perhaps this way, compared to having the game company directly announce server shutdown, it might be easier for players to accept?
The entire game world players had not escaped Uehara Naraku's grasp.
Be it top guilds or lifestyle players, they were all arranged by Uehara Naraku in society, making them experience life's harsh realities anew…
No matter how one looks at it…
Living in the real world…
Is definitely better than crossing over to the Otherworld!
In an office building in Tokyo.
A successful young man sat in his office, downcast, crawling out of his game pod dejectedly; he had just logged into the game to announce to his guildmates he was quitting.
Over the years, his company had always been thriving.
But lately, the company had been facing constant minor troubles, forcing this young man finally to set aside his hobby and return to normal life.
In fact, he originally intended to quit the game…
Yet YGGDRASIL was indeed quite fun, especially as the game's balance improved, and players united against the world bosses, he found long-lost camaraderie…
However, the game's foundation is reality.
Trouble in the real world forced him to leave the game.
Inside a small detached house.
A middle-aged man hugged a large game sleep pod, placing it in the basement garage, from this point onward bidding farewell to the game returning to reality.
Because his work was becoming increasingly demanding…
If he continued like this, he might lose his job, and his wife didn't like him staying in the game world.
Now, the man had finally to set aside his dream of traversing the world with a sword in the game and return to reality.
Such things were happening in every corner of Japan.
More and more players faced real pressures, forcing them to quit the game, making YGGDRASIL increasingly desolate.
Even Ainz Ooal Gown Guild was no exception.
Though they didn't have many members, they couldn't escape the control, more members announcing their departure from the game, and now the guild's online numbers were increasingly sparse…
Only three to five remained online long-term…
Because most people in this guild are societal figures, all arranged meticulously by Uehara Naraku, Momonga gradually becoming a lonely old skeleton…
Nazarick Great Tomb.
The guild's premises now were sparsely populated; in the once bustling guild hall, only Momonga and Touch me were present at this time.
Touch me sat in the guild hall's chair, looking up at Momonga: "Sorry, Momonga-san, I also have to quit the game."
"Touch me?"
Momonga's voice had a hint of surprise.
"Because work recently is quite troublesome…"
Touch me, sitting in the chair, uncharacteristically abandoned his heavy demeanor, seemingly relaxed as he chatted, "My daughter at home is growing up, and there are more and more domestic issues…"