Lin Ze was puzzled, "Eye of Judgment? Judgment Authority? What's their use?"

  He closed his eyes.

  In the darkness, a primordial eye seemed to gaze back at him, and words materialized clearly before him:

  [Eye of Judgment (Activated)]

  [Unique Attribute: Judgment Authority!]

  [Judgment Authority: The universe's most ancient power, surpassing rules and order. (Current divinity insufficient for active use; passive effect enabled.)]

  [Passive Effect: Automatically receive the highest-grade talent upon entering the Forsaken Divinity game.]

  "Primordial Authority... Beyond rules and order?" Lin Ze was shocked.

  In his previous life, even the strongest pyers had barely glimpsed fragments of order.

  Yet now, he held a power beyond all that.

  "Even if inactive, the passive alone guarantees the highest talent grade... This is incredible!"

  Previously, Lin Ze's talent had been Diamond-Grade—already among the world's elite.

  But now?

  "Inferior, Common, Bronze, Silver. Gold, Ptinum, Emerald, Diamond. Epic, Legendary, Mythical, Ancient, Immortal."

  Immortal-Grade talent?

  He shuddered at the thought.

  Gncing at his phone, it was eight in the morning—the exact moment the game descended.

  "Previously, I wasted crucial hours before entering the game. This time, I'll seize every second."

  Lin Ze knew clearly: the moment adults fell asleep today, their consciousness would enter the game, their physical bodies turning intangible and untouchable, existing in a parallel dimension.

  Not hesitating, he took a sleeping pill, y down, and drifted to sleep, ready to seize this early advantage.

  Meanwhile, at Jianghai University.

  Autumn leaves fluttered gently as students hurried along campus paths.

  Among them was Jiang Ming, Lin Ze’s former best friend, ughing and chatting carelessly, oblivious to Lin Ze's rebirth and the approaching chaos.

  "Lin Ze? He’s always been too controlling," Jiang Ming compined lightly to his friends. "Who needs someone like him?"

  He was unaware that Lin Ze would no longer protect or trust him again.

  Soon, all would change.

  Lin Ze drifted into the familiar dark space.

  Words materialized again:

  [Welcome to the 'Forsaken Divinity' game!]

  [Destination: Land of Forsaken Gods]

  [Please choose your css!]

  A roulette appeared, offering standard choices—Warrior, Mage, Priest, Archer, Assassin—and one tempting choice: Random Css.

  "Last time, I chose Warrior. Safe, but limited mobility," Lin Ze considered thoughtfully. "With an Immortal talent, I can afford to gamble."

  He decisively selected—Random Css!