Trapped Inside the Beta Test World for 1000 Years-Chapter 63 – I represent The Abyss

When Xia Ya left the Pay-to-Win Ruins, the unconscious Yveline was carried on his back.
Unlike Synlos, the Dark Elf had no memories of the past, but the information she gleaned from their conversations was both chaotic and terrifying, intensifying her self-doubt.
With no other choice, Xia Ya had Synlos knock her out and temporarily sealed off that part of Yveline's memory.
Even without the current world, the abilities of the Destroyer of Worlds remained intact. He could freely access the memories of his followers and manipulate them. The instructions also included psychological tactics like "remove certain affections and hopes, deepen despair and fear."
Synlos scoffed at this.
"Even if 'it' didn't say so, I know what to do!!"
It was probably this kind of indignant emotion. Xia Ya had to repeatedly remind him to execute the instructions meticulously and continue to wreak havoc on this world.
Xia Ya had two hypotheses about their current situation.
One, it might be related to some sort of "permission level." The higher the permission level, the more keywords can be recognized, and the more one can accept their "existential attributes."
For example, Synlos could understand terms like "player" and "npc."
Although he didn't fully grasp their meanings, being able to encounter such terms proved that these words and the nouns expressing such meanings were not on his "block list."
This was crucial.
Input not being blocked along the path meant information could be exchanged. This implied that one day in the future, Xia Ya could convey concepts like virtual-reality, npc-player to him, allowing them to think about the same problem from different dimensions—but only when he was clear enough to alleviate Synlos's self-doubt, rather than interrupting him so abruptly now.
In a sense, this was his first "ally."
"The villain's role is confirmed, huh..."
Xia Ya scratched his head.
As for the second hypothesis... Synlos might be a bug.
Synlos was a bug, one that 'it' hadn't discovered yet. He woke up, broke through this permission level, and gained independent consciousness and personality.
Fortunately, he himself wasn't considered a bug.
A cold wind suddenly blew through the canyon, clearing his throbbing mind.
Xia Ya looked up at the sky, the starry river dazzling. It was as if something was monitoring him from there.
Maybe all 177 cycles of reincarnation were being watched by someone?
Maybe, or maybe not.
"Thinking back, the Village Chief's 'Good luck, Xia Ya' had a different meaning..."
Xia Ya muttered to himself as he stepped on the fallen leaves beneath his feet:
"He acted so secretively, so cautiously to the point of being infuriating, as if avoiding some kind of monitoring... No, that's not right, it should be avoiding some 'sensitive word library.' Hmm... It seems like that, he was hinting something to me with 'correct behavior'...
"So what was he hinting at?"
Thoughts collided in Xia Ya's mind, a stray idea chased and squeezed until it had nowhere to escape—
About 'its' method of observation?
Yes, that's it.
The real hint wasn't the content of that sentence, but the Village Chief's behavior itself.
Since the Village Chief dared to say such an unusual line, absolutely not included in the regular dialogue list, it indicated that 'it' wasn't observing every move of all npcs at all times—just like programmers don't check every line of code for errors but let it run to see how many bugs there are.
'It' wasn't observing at all, just waiting for an 'alert' to be triggered.
For those who couldn't understand terms like npc and player, with a sensitive word library, their information intake was isolated. Meanwhile, there were also words that couldn't be spoken, and once said, they would inevitably become a bug.
If no one ever dared to say youknowwho's name, no one could ever know who it truly was.
So what about a "player" with such high freedom like him?
Xia Ya glanced back at the ruins, as if he had found the answer.
It's simple, if he had dealings with a bug.
—For example, if he took some equipment or items when leaving the ruins just now... it would definitely trigger an alarm!
'It' had observed him for 177 cycles, holding a spanning 177 cycles, containing all of Xia Ya's past actions.
Overlaying this 177-cycle , it deduced Xia Ya's range of abilities. He couldn't suddenly do something outrageously beyond the past in the 178th cycle, like storming into the level 60 Pay-to-Win Ruins at level 20 and defecating on the Darkling Automaton's head.
That was obviously impossible.
Then, by retrieving Xia Ya's behavioral data and discovering the Darkling Automaton had a bug, his interactions with the bug would bring everything to light.
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"In other words, it restricted me from using 'unpacked data' to directly obtain items or modify game data... everything has to proceed as before. Does this mean that while 'it' is supervising me, 'it' also fears me? What 'it' truly cares about is this world..."
Xia Ya rubbed his temples, his thoughts gradually becoming smooth and clear, finally easing his furrowed brows.
"Besides, there's another minefield not to step on, which is not to change the process from the 'backend.' Like having Synlos disobey the instructions and forcibly change the future's course... Ha... that would be too stupid."
Xia Ya chuckled, stepping into the dense fog.
...
Half an hour later, Xia Ya gathered the materials for a "Wake-up Potion" in the canyon, skillfully preparing a "Wake-up Potion (Inferior)" and fed it to the Dark Elf.
Yveline woke up, or more accurately, was choked awake by the strange-tasting potion.
She didn't speak for a long time after waking up, her purple eyes dim, as if she had lost consciousness, staring blankly for a while before her eyes began to move.
"Xia Ya?"
She was slightly surprised, looked around, then suddenly stood up.
"Why are we here? Where's that automaton!?"
Xia Ya stared at her for a few seconds.
"We're safe, Yvel. We escaped from its grasp."
"I've told you so many times, don't call me that so disgustingly—how did you do it?"
"I told you, the Darkling Automaton doesn't see minions below level 30 as a threat, and we didn't invade its 10-meter range. It lunged at us purely by coincidence..."
As Xia Ya spoke, he kept his eyes on Yveline's, ensuring they only showed surprise and fear, without any other emotions mixed in.
"I'm feeling much better now, Yvel, let's head back."
"Disgusting!"
As usual, Yveline complained a couple of times, then looked down at him from above.
"You're not lying to me?"
"Why do you say that?"
"I don't know, I just get angry when I see your face, but I can't explain why."
"You're always angry when you see me, after all, you've been drooling over my body for quite some time now without success, like during the Festival of Disguise..."
"You're dead meat!"
The Dark Elf blushed and scolded, quickly turning away, only to be caught by Xia Ya.
"Hey, you—mm..."
As she turned back, Xia Ya rudely silenced her with a kiss.
The kiss felt like an apology, yet also a plea for safety.
After being pushed away angrily, Xia Ya smacked his lips.
"Tsk, 'Alchemy' Lv1 potions really taste awful..."
"Xia Ya, you jerk!"
The Dark Elf left in embarrassment and anger.
Xia Ya chuckled, gently patting his forehead, as if comforting himself.
"At least until the problem is truly solved, I don't have to worry about them being considered bugs... Hmm, that's good.
"Everything proceeds according to the original plan, except this time...
"I represent The Abyss."