Earth-Pig’s expression darkened as he stared at Earth-Chicken, noticing quite a few “participant-level” followers behind him.

“Rebel!!” Earth-Chicken shouted loudly. “Are you a rebel?!”

“So noisy…” Earth-Pig replied. “Which eye of yours sees me as a rebel?”

“You’ve gotten taller!!” Earth-Chicken yelled again. “You’re taller than before! You’ve changed!!”

After hearing this, Earth-Pig looked down at his body—Luo Shiyi’s body—and furrowed his brow slightly. Yes… how could he possibly hide the fact about this body?

He truly had many enemies, but he never expected to be discovered by the most troublesome one.

“Don’t provoke me,” Earth-Pig said viciously. “If you keep blocking me, I won’t be polite anymore.”

He thought his threat would make the other party back down in difficulty, but unexpectedly, Earth-Chicken didn’t care at all.

“Don’t be polite!!” Earth-Chicken shouted again. “Let’s play! Here’s a rope, here’s a knife—kill me!”

Earth-Pig felt the other party stuffing something into his hands. Looking down, he saw they were just two worn-out playing cards.

“Hahahahaha! Stupid pig!” Earth-Chicken’s voice nearly pierced through Earth-Pig’s eardrums, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

He knew this time he was truly in grave danger.

Not only had he lost his “brute strength,” but he had also lost his teammates. He had never treated his students well in normal times either.

Now how could he possibly escape? Would anyone come to rescue him at a time like this?

His thoughts had only one focus.

Otherwise, he would feel that all his years of effort had become a complete joke.

“Earth-Chicken… you can’t defeat me,” Earth-Pig tried to persuade again. “If we really fight, I’ll fight you desperately. After all, you’ve never won before.”

“I heard everything!!” Earth-Chicken shouted loudly. “Your body was switched!! You’re a waste now!! Hahahaha!”

Hearing this sentence, Earth-Pig’s heart only gave a “thud.” It seemed today he really could only meet his end at the hands of this chicken.

The aura of death began to spread in Earth-Pig’s heart. What a ridiculous situation this was, and what a ridiculous life?

He and Zhu Que had fought a bitter battle, accomplishing nothing except getting injured, and now he would die inexplicably at his own room’s doorstep.

Even if someone came to investigate the scene afterward… they wouldn’t understand why he had died here in this state, would they?

When Earth-Pig came back to his senses, instinct had already driven his legs to start running faster. He didn’t want to die.

A young man’s feelings at this moment were just that simple.

Even if he really had to die, he wanted others to see him die in battle.

Earth-Chicken’s figure rushed to Earth-Pig’s side, and with just a push, he sent him flying.

Earth-Pig fell miserably to the ground, rolling forward several times until he couldn’t get up.

He truly didn’t want to die, but he had no choice but to give up.

Although he wore a “zodiac-level” appearance, he only had “participant-level” strength. How could Earth-Chicken possibly let him go?

Earth-Pig waited for death on the ground in frustration, but then heard rhythmic horse hoofbeats approaching from far away.

…

Chen Junnan and Qiao Jiajin finally pried that strange notebook out from underneath the tabletop.

They had thought it would be some important book, but it was only a notebook with elegant handwriting.

The two turned back to look at Qi Xia, but found that Qi Xia had no interest in this notebook at all. They could only read it themselves.

This was indeed Golden Monkey’s notebook, more like a work journal.

The first half recorded how she helped the various “zodiacs” improve their games and applied to Qinglong to add “celestial arts” into the games.

This included numerous “celestial arts” such as “karma,” “clever objects,” “original objects,” “transformation,” “soul transference,” “seizing the spirit,” and many others.

For example, using “transformation” to turn humans into black bears, then extracting enough of their rationality to make them more like animals, and many other similar cases.

Golden Monkey proposed in her notes that if they could have more people, they could even turn them into venomous snakes or locusts, since “people” here were endlessly renewable.

Doing this would not only better design the games but also confuse the “participants'” perception of the space they were in.

The middle section of the notebook took a different turn, focusing on writing about a story between her and Zhu Que from the past.

Since Zhu Que had just obtained “soul transference” and couldn’t fully control it, after getting permission, Golden Monkey accompanied Zhu Que into an empty street, letting him practice on countless people.

They turned all those people into scenery on the street.

The more the two read, the more their scalps tingled. They thought to themselves that it was fortunate Golden Monkey was an ally; otherwise, these methods would be enough to make all “participants” flee in terror.

The latter half of this notebook gradually became strange.

Golden Monkey’s focus seemed to gradually shift away from others, transferring to one of her students.

According to her description, it was a very tall female centaur.

It was unclear whether Golden Monkey saw her own shadow in the centaur, but she taught her almost everything she knew. However, from the words between the lines, one could see that the centaur’s intelligence wasn’t particularly bright, and she never managed to learn all of Golden Monkey’s thoughts.

“A very tall horse…” Qiao Jiajin scratched his head when he read this. “Why do I feel… huh…?”

“You know her?”

“Seems like it.” Qiao Jiajin nodded. “Let’s keep reading.”

The two flipped back several more pages, reading quietly for a long time, until Chen Junnan’s “Holy shit!” startled everyone.

The notebook clearly stated that in order to allow the centaur to survive smoothly here, Golden Monkey had activated a “forbidden technique.”

Although the notebook didn’t explicitly state it, everyone could roughly guess that for “zodiacs,” “forbidden techniques” were “celestial arts.”

The following content was described very vaguely, probably worried that serious consequences would arise if this notebook was discovered by someone.

Golden Monkey only said that she had applied her “forbidden technique” to the centaur.

Then she created all kinds of props, allowing the centaur to freely access items from the “forbidden technique.”

These so-called “props” also seemed very strange.

According to what Golden Monkey wrote, not only were there game props and deadly weapons, but there was even “Neng.”

As long as this “forbidden technique” remained on the centaur, theoretically the centaur wouldn’t encounter danger and could live peacefully here.

“What the hell is this ‘Neng’?” Chen Junnan said in confusion. “The more I read, the more confused I get. She can even pull out ‘Neng’?”

“It’s ‘energy,'” Qi Xia interjected from the side. “It’s a type of ‘echo’ that can temporarily store various energies.”