Surviving the Doomsday Apartment—With Infinite Clones!-Chapter 138: Zhou Qiming, Die Instantly!

So——
With the Fate-type bond;
With the Prophecy ability’s influence on the world.
This Observer, under the effect of Existence Denied, could still establish a link with the world!
In fact, Jiang Ye realized—
This invisible, untouchable Observer...
Was practically like having a minor god watching his back!
Sure, this “little god” was still inexperienced and limited in power.
But once it grew—its potential was boundless!
And it would grow!
Because “neither living nor dead,” he couldn’t even truly “die”!
So the only issue was—Jiang Ye himself couldn’t die.
As long as he stayed alive…
This little god would always be in his corner!
This was just—
Jiang Ye couldn’t even suppress the excitement just imagining it!
He forced himself to calm down and moved on to check the third ultimate ability: Dice of Fate.
This ability was clearly linked to the Dice of Fate itself.
The original physical item had now become a built-in power!
And in the ruins, there was no longer a trace of the actual Dice of Fate.
Come to think of it, that Dice of Fate was something Cheng Qun had put up as collateral.
Looks like Classmate Cheng had pretty much signed his death warrant…
And as his attention locked onto this ultimate, that same voice from before echoed again:
“This is not a game…”
“It’s a high-stakes gamble.”
[Dice of Fate (S)]
[You may roll the Dice of Fate for any existing being.]
[Based on the face rolled, the target will receive the corresponding effect:]
[Crown: Boosts Luck;]
[Sword: Summons a Weapon;]
[Gold Coin: Unexpected Wealth;]
[Holy Grail: Heals Injuries;]
[Scepter: Attribute Boost;]
[Skull: Instant Death.]
So this was how the former item Dice of Fate had become an ultimate ability…
The six faces and their effects hadn’t changed.
Which meant from now on, the Observer could allow other replicas to keep using the Dice of Fate.
At first, Jiang Ye only thought of that level.
But very quickly, he realized…
This ability version of the Dice of Fate was fundamentally different from the item version—
The item Dice of Fate could only be used voluntarily by the player.
No one could force someone else to use it.
But the ultimate version...
Was controlled by the Observer—and could be forced on others!
Not just usable on Jiang Ye’s other replicas—
It could even be forced on any player!
And maybe even more…
The Observer could potentially combine Dice of Fate with Prophecy!
Roll the dice for someone,
Then use a White Decree from Prophecy to influence the outcome!
In other words...
He could even choose someone and command their fate with a “Skull – Instant Death”!
Tss…
Jiang Ye couldn’t help but suck in a breath of cold air!
Only now did he truly realize—
This Observer that transcended life and death...
Was seriously like a divine being, aloof from all things, toying with the world!
Meanwhile, under the black robe, He Xingyue was still scrolling through the chat history,
finding nothing meaningful—
only to see Jiang Ye’s expression growing more and more shocked.
She mumbled to herself, then asked again:
“What the hell did you find…”
“Hey, hey! Can you show a little respect to your Light-type senior here?”
“I’ve asked so many times and you haven’t answered once. Do you want to get off the Server-wide Kill-on-Sight Order or not?”
Jiang Ye finally came back to himself, glanced at He Xingyue’s direction.
There was no particular emotion in his eyes.
But He Xingyue felt something different—
At that moment, Jiang Ye seemed… off.
That emotionless gaze…
Gave her a sudden, inexplicable feeling of dread.
Jiang Ye didn’t know what she was feeling.
After thinking for a bit, he casually replied:
“Isn’t it just the Server-wide Kill Order?”
“Another player I met told me—”
“If I kill all 26 Apartment Bosses, it’ll automatically get lifted.”
“……”
He Xingyue was instantly speechless!
Did this guy even hear what he just said?!
Kill all 26 Apartment Bosses...
Ha! Ignorant and fearless!
But Jiang Ye truly didn’t care.
He was even considering whether to test out his Observer abilities on this Light-type same kind.
But ultimately, he decided against it.
With a shift of thought, his focus returned to the duel arena.
By now, Zhou Qiming was getting more and more impatient.
After all, Replica No. 2 was slacking off so hard.
Zhou Qiming’s patience was nearly exhausted.
He was ready to take action and finish the duel himself.
But before that, he sneered coldly at Jiang Ye:
“With your attitude, this duel is completely meaningless.”
“So, I see no reason to fulfill the promise I made beforehand.”
In other words…
The secrets about Apartment 4444, and the ominous nature of the Dice of Fate that he promised to share—
He was now planning to go back on his word.
Jiang Ye had already figured out what happened to the Comprehension Replica.
Now, facing “Aunt Zhou” who tried to drag him into mahjong again,
he finally had the mood to entertain him a bit.
In fact, he was in such a good mood,
he wouldn’t mind making it fun!
So, as Zhou Qiming’s irritation hit its peak and he finally prepared to end the duel—
Jiang Ye suddenly leapt back, putting away his lazy weapon stance, and finally looked serious.
Zhou Qiming’s eyes flickered.
But a second later, he still frowned and scoffed:
“What now? Trying to stall for time with another trick?”
“Too bad—I’m done wasting time with you!”
As he spoke, he gave Jiang Ye no room at all, clearly about to make his move.
Jiang Ye kept retreating, waving a finger as he said, “Nonono…”
“I’m actually serious this time!”
“Let me think—didn’t you just say something like…”
“All C-tier and below deaths are ineffective on you?”
“Perfect, because I’ve got a super ultra mega killer move right here—guaranteed to make you die juicy and satisfied! Wanna try it?”
That tone made Zhou Qiming sound like a full-on masochist.
Zhou Qiming didn’t reply—his face instantly darkened.
The next second, he turned into a shadow and lunged straight toward Jiang Ye’s retreating form.
Clearly, he didn’t plan to give Jiang Ye any chance to use this so-called “killer move.”
Jiang Ye didn’t hesitate—
he immediately fused with the Blackened Replica.
His retreating form instantly dissolved into a mist of blood.
Zhou Qiming, in his shadow state, plunged straight into the blood mist.
After circling a few times, the shadow retreated.
Once out of the mist, Zhou Qiming returned to human form.
His face looked even gloomier,
those dark-ringed eyes even more sunken.
He narrowed his eyes at the blood mist and said in a low voice:
“Thought so.”
“I saw clearly that you didn’t have any Glyph Pattern Ability, yet during the fight, you suddenly gained one…”
“So, this must be a trait from your replica abilities, right?”
“Your power has been split across your replicas.”
“When randomly matched in the Duel Room, your stats look pathetic.”
“But during combat, you can fuse with other replicas and spike your power in an instant.”
“That’s the real reason you crush opponents in random duels, isn’t it?”
“So you’re no ‘Limit-Breaker’ at all.”
Limit-Breaker?
Jiang Ye pondered for a moment, then replied from within the blood mist:
“So the Duoe Organization is so interested in me because they think I’m a Limit-Breaker?”
“Limit-Break… Break limits…” He repeated the words and then speculated,
“Could the Duoe Organization be connecting ‘breaking the body’s limits’ to reversing entropy increase?”
“But that’s not quite right either, is it? Breaking limits doesn’t seem the same as data overflow…”
He was really just speculating offhand.
But unexpectedly, Zhou Qiming’s expression shifted slightly as he frowned at the blood mist: “Did Ouyang tell you that?”
Jiang Ye was surprised—
Looked like his wild guess had actually hit on something fundamental to Duoe’s beliefs?
Still, from Zhou Qiming’s posture, it was clear he had no intention of sharing more information about Duoe.
Jiang Ye didn’t mind. He spoke again from within the blood mist:
“Then now, let me show you… my super ultra ultimate killer move :)”
Zhou Qiming’s gloomy face remained silent, returning to his earlier, non-combative state—
quietly waiting for the so-called “killer move.”
Seeing him cooperate, Jiang Ye also returned to human form.
He raised his hand in a showy gesture, dramatically pointing toward Zhou Qiming’s head, and said solemnly:
“This killer move of mine is called… Dice of Fate.”
“As the name implies, I just rolled the Dice of Fate for you.”
“Now, let’s wait and see what it lands on.”
“If it’s the Skull, wouldn’t you die all nice and juicy, just the way you wanted?”
He said it with complete seriousness—
But Zhou Qiming’s mouth twitched.
He’d already wasted too much time entertaining Jiang Ye.
His face darkened again as he said, annoyed:
“Are you kidding me?”
“Let me guess—you think my ‘immunity to C-tier and below deaths’ sounded too cocky, so now you’re using the Dice of Fate’s instant death effect to scare me?”
“Or do you actually not know that Dice of Fate can only be rolled voluntarily by its owner, and can’t be forced by others?”
Jiang Ye was a little surprised at his reaction:
“You…
Can’t you see the Dice of Fate spinning above your head?”
Zhou Qiming looked up.
There was nothing.
Not a single trace of any Dice of Fate above him!
He even felt a bit dumb for going along with the motion.
And when he looked back at Jiang Ye, his gaze was even more impatient.
At that moment, Jiang Ye looked exactly like a scam-artist mystic.
His eyes focused, muttering like a ritual priest:
“Now, let me make a prophecy—
This spinning Dice of Fate will land on… Skull...”
That’s what he said.
But in truth—
This was his first attempt to inscribe even the lowest-tier White Decree, and he realized that the Prophecy ability was nothing like he imagined.
Sure, the Dice of Fate ultimate had worked on the first try.
But trying to inscribe even a White Decree met unprecedented resistance.
The resistance was directed at his conscious thought,
making it incredibly difficult to complete the inscription.
Jiang Ye’s face didn’t show it—
To Zhou Qiming, he just looked like he was putting on a theatrical act.
However…
When a Holy Light descended from above, Zhou Qiming froze.
“…What…” Zhou Qiming’s tired eyes widened in disbelief, stunned.
Jiang Ye let out a long sigh: “Sigh…”
“The prophecy failed. The roll landed on Holy Grail...”
“But no worries. Let’s go again.”
With that, he pointed at Zhou Qiming’s head again, expression focused, and muttered another priestly line:
“Let’s roll another Dice of Fate.”
“This time, it’s got to be Skull!”
He didn’t say anything else—just concentrated intensely.
Meanwhile, Zhou Qiming, still feeling the healing effect from the Holy Grail, couldn’t pull himself back together!
Impossible!
There’s no way this is the Dice of Fate!
The Dice of Fate can’t be rolled on someone else’s behalf!
Its effects can only apply to the one who rolled it—no one else can even steal it!
So…
Jiang Ye must’ve used some other healing skill to fake the Holy Grail effect!
Yes! That had to be it!
Zhou Qiming found a perfectly logical explanation.
But somehow…
Even though it made total sense and should’ve calmed him—
When Jiang Ye pointed at him again…
He suddenly felt a deep, indescribable sense of dread.
Not fear like facing the Entropy Scythe—
but panic.
Pure, chaotic, instinctive panic.
He just wanted to get away.
Zhou Qiming trusted his intuition completely.
So he turned into a shadow again, darting away.
But Jiang Ye ignored him entirely.
This time, he was focused solely on one thing—
inscribing a complete White Decree before the dice roll finished.
Before his eyes, tiny flecks of white light—only visible to him—floated in the air.
Each character of the decree was scratched out slowly and painfully,
like a dog trying to write.
Jiang Ye even started to doubt—would the Dice of Fate even understand what this ugly scrawl meant?
But it turned out he was worrying for nothing.
Because by the time the dice landed—
his White Decree still wasn’t finished.
The second roll’s result: Scepter.
Zhou Qiming’s attributes instantly surged—20 points in total,
10 in Stamina, 10 in Energy!
Now he was truly panicked!
Holy Grail could be faked.
But how do you fake Scepter, which directly boosts attributes?!
A +10 boost to stats requires a Golden-Tier Attribute Fruit!
Sure, Zhou Qiming wanted to think maybe this was just some illusion.
But his instincts screamed: It’s real.
Something unseen was gripping his head,
choking his throat with the hands of fate!
And just as Jiang Ye pointed to his head again—
and muttered once more:
“Alright, let’s go again…”
Zhou Qiming’s shadow form visibly panicked.
The black mist crashed directly into Jiang Ye’s body.
At the same time, Zhou Qiming’s voice rang inside Jiang Ye’s mind:
“I’m going to erase your Glyph Pattern Ability!”
“This erasure can even breach the virtual duel—into reality!”
“So even once this duel ends…”
“You’ll still lose your Glyph Pattern Ability!”
Damn!
Jiang Ye was shocked.
He realized—this must’ve been the same move Zhou Qiming used when fighting Lin Jing,
scaring Lin into unleashing a new trump card to get rid of him.
And afterward, Lin didn’t even dare duel Zhou again!
But right now, Jiang Ye’s focus was still entirely on the White Decree.
With the first two failures behind him, this third attempt came much faster.
The white light he alone could see gathered more swiftly—
again forming a set of scribbles like a dog scratching the ground.
To speed things up, he deliberately simplified the decree:
“Fate Dice Skull.”
Just seven characters,
and he finished them before the dice landed!
However…
Whether it was because he wrote it wrong,
or just failed to express it clearly—
those seven words still didn’t form a valid White Decree.
Instead, they slowly dissolved away...
Jiang Ye felt a wave of disappointment—
But then suddenly noticed—
The Dice of Fate's illusory image had landed—
and the glowing face this time was…
Skull.