Heroes' Prison

Chapter 213 - 211: One Person, One City

At this moment, above the massive cell, a gigantic and fierce dragon shadow circled, bearing two heads, dancing in the dark air like an imprisoned dragon.

"Double-Headed Dragon, I am about to set you free, your day of liberation has come!" Huang Yi spoke to the Double-Headed Dragon inside, unlocking the cell door with a key, initializing the release progress to 50%.

Meaning, he had released an avatar with half the strength of the Double-Headed Dragon, the strongest avatar he had ever released!

An avatar with 50% of a level 193 Boss’s strength! That was a level of power beyond even his own imagination!

Afterward, Huang Yi directly chose to teleport out of Heroes’ Prison, stood next to that stele, and quietly waited for death.

Soon, the entrance to Heroes’ Prison disappeared, and the avatar of the Double-Headed Dragon escaped. Upon seeing Huang Yi, it did not hesitate to spew out a breath of flame!

The next moment, the stele was completely destroyed, and Huang Yi was instantly instakilled!

But he did not choose to resurrect; his corpse still lay there, creating an illusion.

Now, all he needed to do was wait quietly.

...

The sky darkened, and in Dragon City, Huang Yi’s true form was sitting in Qin Shiyu’s room, having accompanied her all day. The golden afterglow streaming through the window fell upon him, outlining a golden silhouette, as if he had returned to many years ago.

Back then, he would also often sit by Qin Shiyu’s bedside, watching her gradually fall asleep. He had an illusion that the current Qin Shiyu was just asleep, and as long as he kept waiting, she would eventually wake up one day.

Gradually, the huge moon rose in the sky along with seven gorgeous colored stars. Huang Yi stood up, went to the window, and looked out at the Dragon City bathed in moonlight.

At this time, Dragon City had become much livelier, filled with lights and bustling voices everywhere, contrasting sharply with the day’s ghost town appearance.

Below the window was a downtrodden alley, where a dim street lamp hung, shining its lonely light, as several players sat beneath it, enjoying the cool air and chatting.

"Now that three days have passed, China has already acquired 28 gold medals. I wonder if we can maintain the lead."

"It’s touch and go; tomorrow’s awarding events don’t favor us much, while the United States has several events they’re good at. They’re expected to win over 13 gold medals, which might surpass us."

"Today, Thunder God won the Best Knight Class Award, becoming the world’s number one knight, on par with the world’s number one warrior Dao Feng, number one mage the Pope, number one priest Pharaoh, and number one assassin Dragon Spike!"

"Tomorrow’s Best Hunter-type Class Award is likely to go to Russia’s Giant Bear, Vinnie, and the day after tomorrow’s Best Outlander Class Award will go to either Heavenly Dao or Miyamoto Musashi, practically in Japan’s pocket, which is really annoying!"

"Don’t worry, these aren’t the top-level awards. The real showstopper is on the last day. Among the five top-level awards, it’s almost certain that Heavenly Thunder God will win the Best Newcomer Award. Even if it’s not him, it will be Instakill, and it’s virtually guaranteed for China!"

"Yeah, I also think it’s Heavenly Thunder God, but I hope it’s Instakill who gets the award instead. If it weren’t for him, we would have died on the day the Skeleton Army attacked Dragon City; we wouldn’t have survived until now."

"Alas! You’re right, it would be great if Instakill could appear again and completely rescue us. Otherwise, we’ll have to follow Feng Zhi to break out tomorrow."

...

Listening to these people chat below, Huang Yi’s understanding of the speech by Era of Corporation’s CEO, Huang Huapeng, deepened by a fraction. Many players were actually passively waiting for someone else’s rescue, placing their hopes on others, while they were like a wastrel themselves.

The real world was the same; whenever a crisis arose somewhere, people were always waiting for Era of Corporation’s rescue, putting all their hopes on the corporation. This was nearly fatal for humanity; when every individual’s hope was extinguished, the End of the World would truly arrive.

At the moment, Huang Yi was indeed trying to figure out how to save Dragon City, as both he and Qin Shiyu were trapped here, and saving Dragon City meant saving themselves. But he was not absolutely sure. If the Sand Thief King did not want the heart anymore and did not go to the treasure hiding spot of the Golden Holy Dragon, then Huang Yi would have no way to proceed.

The night grew deeper, and Huang Yi lay down beside Qin Shiyu’s bed, falling into a deep sleep.

...

The golden dawn’s rays, slanting through the window, shone upon Huang Yi, gilding his hair and eyelashes a golden hue.

His eyelids twitched as he woke up, and for a moment, he gazed at Qin Shiyu lying on the bed, feeling slightly lost. Many years ago, he used to lie beside her bed as well, guarding Qin Shiyu, and the first sight upon waking was her.

Huang Yi logged out and returned to Rose Prison. At five o’clock in the afternoon, he would have a significant battle, but before that, he was obliged to make sufficient preparations.

He freshened up, performed some basic physical training, ate a hearty breakfast in the cafeteria, then used the restroom, securely closed his cell door to ensure no loose ends, before logging back into the game.

Next, he might have to fight continuously for dozens of hours, during which he could not log out.

After logging in, Huang Yi did not go to the forums but directly entered The Second World. He reappeared in Qin Shiyu’s room, next to Qin Shiyu’s body, who still lay on the bed as if she were asleep.