Woke Up to Find the Game I Made Came True-Chapter 154
When the territory rankings underwent changes, it immediately caught the attention of lord players, and the news quickly spread to various civilizations.
After a brief silence, the relevant research teams plunged back into a flurry of activity.
Everyone had grown accustomed to the various increases in territory ratings after White Night City's upgrade to a metropolis, and they could at least deduce the sources of these bonuses.
However, the "resource points" category was entirely unfamiliar territory. Even the two most advanced cosmic civilizations were still accumulating faction inclinations—they hadn’t even obtained their first transcendent knowledge yet. The Void Capture Device, which required gathering foundational knowledge from all three major factions, remained a distant dream.
Meanwhile, adventurer players were still at their second class advancement, making "resource points" an inaccessible term for other interstellar players.
Under these circumstances, watching White Night City seize what was clearly a beneficial resource point ahead of everyone else naturally drew intense scrutiny from other cosmic civilizations.
What puzzled them even more was that undercover operatives within White Night City reported no large-scale movements among the territory’s NPCs—everything inside and outside the city appeared completely normal.
Well, except for one anomaly: someone noticed that after a shift change, the city guards’ health bars had grown longer…
"Within a short period, a group of combat personnel in White Night City experienced a significant boost in strength." After a series of investigations, several interstellar civilizations reached this conclusion.
One operative player even paid the price of imprisonment to confirm this detail.
"Tap, tap, tap…"
Footsteps echoed through the empty prison corridors as the undercover player arrived at White Night City’s jail.
The prison itself wasn’t anything extraordinary, but this was the operative’s first time visiting.
Shortly after being locked up, the player, who had resigned themselves to serving their sentence, suddenly heard an oddly magnetic voice:
"Ah, a new face… Poor soul, what did you do to offend that wicked, petty, devilish lord?"
"Huh?!" The player jumped in surprise and turned toward the source of the voice.
Standing outside the cell was a well-dressed man with neatly groomed hair, his noble demeanor undiminished even in prison. When the player looked over, the man’s face twisted into an expression of pity.
The player’s gaze dropped to the man’s attire and the set of keys hanging at his waist, deducing that he must be a high-ranking prison official.
Such figures were common in NPC-run cities—but why would one appear in White Night City’s jail?
Then, recalling the man’s earlier words, the player’s expression turned strange.
Wicked? Petty? Devilish lord?
Ever since the earliest attempts to poach NPC talent from Ye Bai’s territory, the entire interstellar community had known that her domain was exceptionally well-managed, with NPCs displaying unwavering loyalty. Not even the most stubborn plagues had caused population loss.
Any ordinary citizen mentioning Lord Ye Bai would shower her with praise. So why was this man—who seemed to hold a high position in the prison—describing her this way? Was this some kind of hidden quest trigger?
"Who are you?"
"I am the warden here—Alicio." A faint green light seemed to flicker across the man’s face. "Would you like to get out? I have… certain special connections."
Players had already discovered that prison guards in NPC towns could be bribed, but in player-run cities—especially in fiercely loyal White Night City—such a thing had never happened. Now, after the city’s upgrade, was bribery finally possible here?
The player’s eyes lit up, sensing either a new quest or an exploit—until the devilish warden swindled them out of their recently acquired gear, leaving them to realize too late that something was amiss…
In the end, only one legend spread through the intelligence networks of civilizations: the tale of "White Night City’s Swindler Warden."
But that, of course, was a story for another time.
…
"Groan…"
As a multicolored chimera collapsed, Ye Bai led another party of forty-nine players through yet another magic-faction dungeon, securing the corresponding resource point, which would yield abundant high-tier magical flora.
The Void Capture system had a refresh mechanic: after a dungeon of a particular faction was cleared, the likelihood of encountering another from the same faction decreased, increasing the odds of capturing dungeons from the other two factions.
By now, about 70% of the previous resource point’s deposits had been extracted, filling several newly built vaults in White Night City with precious minerals.
The territory’s former carving workshop had been upgraded to a jewelry atelier, where diamonds and smaller pigeon-blood rubies were crafted into noble-adored trinkets and sold in the city’s gem shops.
Fire elemental essences and larger pigeon-blood rubies, however, were set aside—once the right technology was unlocked, they would be fashioned into transcendent equipment and artifacts.
A blue spatial rift tore open, and fifty figures reappeared on the training grounds.
With today’s affairs settled, Ye Bai logged off.
The moment she returned to her personal space on the Star Network, she was greeted by a flood of verified messages.
These emails, addressed to her "White Night" identity, came from the foreign affairs departments of major civilizations—all seeking intelligence on "resource points."
Ever since capturing the first resource point ten days ago, Ye Bai had received similar messages daily. But as she skimmed through them now, their numbers surged exponentially. A quick glance revealed that even the two cosmic superpowers—the Rylan Empire and the Kein Federation—had sent trade requests.
This sudden spike was undoubtedly due to Ye Bai clearing yet another dungeon.
As civilizations watched White Night City’s resource point count jump from 1 to 2—while remaining clueless about the specifics—panic set in.
As for the recent player-led assault on White Night Town? Naturally, that was conveniently forgotten. The Star Alliance had orchestrated it, and as long as no one admitted involvement, what did it have to do with its members?
Ye Bai responded with a faint smile before closing the messages.
The last time she’d been this "popular" was when interstellar players first transitioned to full-fledged status.
Her refusal to trade wasn’t about the Star Alliance’s actions, though. Right now, White Night City had no shortage of in-game gold, and since Ye Bai was in the lawless Chaos Star Sector, interstellar credits were useless to her. There was simply no point in entertaining such offers.
Logging off the Star Network once more, Ye Bai opened her eyes in the real world.
The Aether Lab remained its usual starry, enigmatic self. During her time in the territory, Ye Bai would log off every game night to read a portion of the data left behind by the black hole in the lab. She spent over a month reviewing it bit by bit, and by her estimate, she had finally reached the halfway point.
This was already an impressive feat, given the efficiency of absorbing knowledge through psychic energy. It spoke volumes about the depth of the black hole’s legacy as a seasoned A-rank psychic powerhouse.
Back in reality, Ye Bai had developed a habit—her first action was always to open the jade terminal from the Chaotic Star Sea.
During her time in the Chaotic Star Sea, Ye Bai made it a routine to log off once a day and check the jade terminal. Her main focus was the trading section, where she monitored any unusual developments in the surrounding areas that might affect her.
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Thinking of this, Ye Bai couldn’t help but scoff at herself. Even in the Star Alliance, which appeared to have a structured environment, true stability was far from guaranteed.
Yet, the moment she opened the jade terminal this time, her expression shifted. She straightened in her seat.
Aside from the trading section, Ye Bai had another reason for checking the terminal daily—the previously blank mission board.
The origins of the jade terminal, which utilized Star Net technology, the mysterious "credits" that had become the de facto currency of the Chaotic Star Sea, the advanced tech in the marketplace, and the true relationship between the Chaotic Star Sea and the Star Alliance—all of it gnawed at her curiosity.
From the looks of it, the "mission board" was a critical lead.
And now, that once-empty mission board had finally changed.
A striking golden message appeared.
[B-Rank Mission]
Objective: Close the wormhole.
Participants Required: B-rank to A-rank psychic energy users.
Reward: B-rank to A-rank Stellar Technology. (Determined by contribution.)
Current Participants: 93/100
Close… a wormhole?
After reading the brief mission details, Ye Bai was momentarily stunned. The words were familiar, but their combination left her bewildered.
Was this wormhole the same as the one she knew? And how exactly did one "close" a wormhole? Why would anyone want to?
The natural wormhole near Blue Star had proven that wormholes were a vital interstellar resource for the Star Alliance. Yet here in the Chaotic Star Sea, a mysterious mission demanded its closure…
As she watched, the participant count continued to climb, nearing the maximum of 100. After a brief hesitation, Ye Bai accepted the mission.
Had it required an A-rank psychic user, she would have passed. But since B-rank was sufficient, she figured she could manage without exposing herself.
Besides, with so many participants, the risks couldn’t be too high. Ye Bai had confidence in her temporal abilities when it came to survival.
Within seconds of her acceptance, the participant count hit 100. The golden mission turned gray and vanished from the board.
At the same time, Ye Bai received a notification.
[Evaluating…]
[User rank meets participation requirements.]
So it assessed users based on their rank… Ye Bai understood immediately. Then, two new mission details appeared.
[Mission Location: Cosmic Coordinates 48.324.298]
[Wormhole Weaving Technique transmitted. Please activate manually.]
The first was the mission’s location. The second… Ye Bai chose to activate it.
Instantly, a flood of information—akin to the knowledge from the Aether Lab’s black hole—streamed directly into her memory through psychic energy.
A moment later, having processed the knowledge, Ye Bai couldn’t help but murmur in awe,
"What a grand gesture… truly grand."
The technique transmitted as part of the mission, serving as an "instruction manual," was nothing short of extraordinary—a method to manipulate gravitational waves with psychic energy, weaving and mending the fabric of space itself.
If the Star Alliance possessed such technology, the cost of constructing ultra-long-range star gates would plummet.
Yet, despite this, the Chaotic Star Sea and the Star Alliance maintained a delicate balance. What secrets lay hidden behind this equilibrium?
