Seraphina Sullivan looked at the exclamation mark next to her Level on the system panel.
She tapped it without hesitation.
A series of messages quickly popped up.
[Ding! Congratulations, Player, you have reached Level 2.]
[Level 2 Players will leave the Disaster Game’s newbie period and gain the following permissions:]
[Permission 1: Instance Selection]
You may choose one of two different instances when the next Disaster Game begins.
[Permission 2: Cross-World Matching]
You will participate in the Disaster Game alongside Level 2 Players from other worlds.
Seeing these two notifications, Seraphina Sullivan’s pupils contracted.
Many of her previous questions were answered in an instant.
’So an unnatural Player like Tina Lewis really did come from another world!’
"So Azure Star isn’t the only planet with Players in the Disaster Game..." she murmured, absentmindedly rubbing her Transformation Ring.
But what shocked her even more were the two words clearly mentioned by the system: "newbie period."
"Are you kidding me? Those three instances that nearly killed me were just the newbie tutorial?"
Seraphina Sullivan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
She recalled the terrifying parasitic monsters of the Parasite Apocalypse and the sky-blotting swarms of The Insect Frenzy... ’And all of that was just a "warm-up" for new Players?’
A sudden realization struck her, and she hurriedly checked the detailed description.
Sure enough, the fine print clearly stated:
[The difficulty of Level 1 instances is only 30% of the Disaster Game’s true difficulty.]
[Starting from Level 2, the true difficulty will be progressively unlocked.]
"In other words..." Seraphina’s throat felt dry. "Future Disaster Games will be more than twice as dangerous as before?!"
The realization sent a chill down her spine.
But she quickly calmed down.
She began to carefully study the two new permissions she had obtained.
Instance Selection meant she could avoid certain extremely dangerous instances, but only if she had a basic understanding of both options.
Cross-World Matching, on the other hand, was a double-edged sword.
She might meet powerful teammates from other worlds, but it was even more likely she’d encounter malicious High Rank players like Tina Lewis.
The level of danger had increased.
Seraphina Sullivan sighed and closed the system panel. ’So many problems...’
She rubbed her temples, feeling a bit of information overload from the level-up.
But on second thought, high risk often came with high reward.
For instance, in The Insect Frenzy, she had nearly died but had also obtained the precious Decaying Flower and a Power Apple.
Thinking of the Power Apple reminded her of the apple branch in her Space. She would have to plant it after she got some rest.
She glanced out the window. The city, shrouded in rain, seemed exceptionally quiet, with only the sound of raindrops tapping against the glass.
Her stomach suddenly rumbled in protest, and Seraphina Sullivan realized she hadn’t eaten a proper meal in a long time.
Facing all those disgusting bugs in the Insect Frenzy instance, she’d had no appetite at all.
’Time to treat myself.’ She walked to the kitchen, cooked a steaming pot of spicy instant noodles, and generously added two cans of luncheon meat.
To top it off, she grabbed a cold drink from the fridge.
The rich aroma soon filled the entire room.
"Mmm, smells delicious!"
She ate her noodles while scrolling through the news on her phone.
Lately, there were more and more reports about the "apocalyptic era," and the comment sections were rife with conspiracy theories.
The existence of Players was no longer a secret, but most of them weren’t being as high-profile as they had been before.
Seraphina Sullivan frowned. ’With the number of Players surging, what kind of impact will this have on the real world?’
’And what happens in the real world to Players who die in the instances?’
’Is the impact positive or negative?’



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