Awoke As A God After Auto Battling For 1000000 Years

Left hand: Dark Skeleton King.

Right hand: Apocalypse Black Dragon.

Wherever Zhang Yue went, these two overwhelming pets—both in appearance and aura—inevitably drew stares from the crowd. His turn-back rate? Easily 200%

"Holy crap! That guy has a pet dragon? How did he manage that?"

"Aren't beast tamers usually seen with cats or dogs?"

"That black dragon is so cool. Way more dependable than my boyfriend."

"Just those two pets must be worth millions. He's got to be from one of the top guilds."

Zhang Yue returned to the Dark Hall and logged off.

At that moment, the F4 chat group buzzed with activity.

[Lin Tian: "Weird. Haven't seen anyone from the Infinite Guild all day. Did they retreat?"]

[Liu Yao: "Haha, those cowards are terrified of my bro. Tails between their legs, they ran back to Tianlang."]

[Su Jinyan: "@Zhang Yue, rumor has it that Infinite Guild's leader, Infinite Phantom, is the grandson of Zhejiang Province's number one powerhouse, Infinite Tyrant. He's also got an epic-class profession. He won't let this go easily. Be careful."]

[Zhang Yue: "Got it."]

'A bit of a shame, though—there goes my personal ATM.'

With only two days left until the Global Profession Tournament, top-tier professionals from around the world were preparing relentlessly.

Equipment shops, potion shops, and every major trade hub were having their annual sales boom.

Crafters—blacksmiths, alchemists, enchanters, and chefs—were working around the clock. Yet demand for top-quality gear, potions, and special-effect food far outstripped supply.

[Dragon City, the capital of Long Nation.]

Inside the National Headquarters for First-Tier Professionals, elite professionals such as Seraph, Moon Mark, and Ice Emperor were reviewing the participant roster on the massive screen.

"This year's tournament has 1.28 million entrants, 100,000 more than last year. But can they secure a gold medal for Long Nation?" [T/N: Long nation is most likely China. From here on out, it's gonna become a racist ploy against all other countries, so a little heads up]

"Unlikely. According to Awakening Day stats, the highest-ranking professionals this year are epic-class. Quantity doesn't equal quality."

"Miracles can't be predicted. Let's wait and see. Besides, we should prepare too. Remember, a hundred years ago, Asura God sacrificed himself to stop the ninth-level beast tide, ensuring today's peace. We can't disgrace his legacy."

———

Meanwhile, Zhang Yue spent the next two days helping Wu Haotian and Ning Tiantian complete their world quests.

On the eve of the tournament, the three activated the World Boss Challenge together.

[Ding~ Welcome to the Fourth World: Dragon Abyss. Please defeat the World Boss, Dark God Dragon]

ROAR—

A colossal dark dragon, rivaling the Light Clan's divine dragons, soared across the endless abyss.

Though Zhang Yue was aligned with the Dark Clan, clearing the Fourth World meant turning against his own.

Wu Haotian, staring at the 4-star level 35 boss, hesitated. "We're really taking on a World Boss with just three people?"

Zhang Yue replied calmly, "Step back. I'll handle it."

With that, he summoned the Dark Skeleton King and Apocalypse Black Dragon.

ROAR!

The Apocalypse Black Dragon charged at the Dark God Dragon.

Boom! Boom!

A fierce Dragon Burst followed by Piercing Blast hit their mark but only dealt minor damage—1,500 to 2,000 per strike.

The Dark God Dragon, with 900+ physical resistance, barely flinched.

Once aggro was drawn, the Apocalypse Black Dragon retreated. The enraged Dark God Dragon gave chase with a vengeance.

Within range, the Dark Skeleton King unleashed Infinite Taunt to anchor its aggression, followed by Shadow Sword Array to bind it.

Zhang Yue seized the moment.

Skyfire Blaze!

Frozen Ground!

Heavenly Thunder!

Divine Flame Catastrophe!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A barrage of S-tier spells exploded, dealing massive damage of 4,000–5,000 points each.

Even with 120,000 HP, the Dark God Dragon couldn't withstand Zhang Yue's magic cannon onslaught.

The Apocalypse Black Dragon circled, spewing Dragon Flames and Dragon Breath to assist. Master and pet worked seamlessly, rapidly depleting the boss's health bar.

Though the Dark God Dragon's attacks were potent, the Skeleton King's initial Infinite Taunt granted 60% damage reduction, keeping it alive.

Once the taunt's duration expired, the Skeleton King's health plummeted. Just as its life bar hit critical, Zhang Yue cast Divine Protection, restoring a massive 6,000-point shield—practically giving it a second life.

With Ning Tiantian's healing spells, the Skeleton King's health stayed topped up.

Employing this near-infinite sustain strategy, Zhang Yue soloed the 4-star boss in just over an hour.

"One hour to solo a 4-star boss…" Wu Haotian muttered in disbelief.

[Ding~ Congratulations on defeating Level 35, 4-star boss [Dark God Dragon]. EXP +135,000. Energy +35 million]

[Regional Announcement:]

[Ding~ Professional [Zero] has defeated the World Boss [Dark God Dragon], clearing the Fourth World]

[Ding~ Professional [White Rabbit Candy] has defeated the World Boss [Dark God Dragon], clearing the Fourth World]

Professionals in Linhai were beyond numb.

Meanwhile, Ning Tiantian's so-called "plastic friends" were astonished.

"Tiantian? The weakest of us? She's doing this well now?"

"Well, Zero's a beast tamer god. Anyone teamed up with him gets carried."

"Do you think she'd help us if we asked?"

"Forget it. No point in humiliating ourselves."

Back in the F4 group chat, Liu Yao lamented, "Yue Bro, you've changed. You cleared a world boss without me. No love left."

Zhang Yue: "Join my guild, and I'll carry you."

Lin Tian: "He's recruiting everyone he meets these days…"

After clearing the Fourth World, they decided to rest up before the tournament.

Picking up two 3-star gear drops, they logged off.

Zhang Yue planned to treat Ning Tiantian to dinner, as a guild leader should.

He messaged Wu Haotian: "How far are you from the Academy's North Gate? Check the map."

Wu Haotian replied, "About ten minutes by cab. Why?"

"Dinner's on me."

————

Later, they met at the gate. Zhang Yue took a quick shower.

When he returned, he found Ning Tiantian on the couch, crying while on the phone.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Yue asked after she hung up.

"My dad had an accident," she sobbed. "He hit someone while cycling back from work. Now they're hospitalized, and we need a lot of money…"

"How much?"

"They're asking for ten thousand. But my parents already sent all their savings to me last month," she said, burying her face. "I'm useless…"

Zhang Yue transferred 10,000 immediately. "Consider it an advance on your salary."

Her stomach growled unexpectedly, breaking the tension. Embarrassed, she looked down.

"Can you handle spicy food?" Zhang Yue asked.

She nodded hesitantly.

"Cry all you want, but when you're done, meet me at the Sichuan place by the North Gate." [T/N: Bro's cold asf.]

Ning Tiantian wiped her tears and followed him out.

At the restaurant, Wu Haotian arrived just as the dishes were served.

"Boss, you're generous. Can we make this a daily thing?" Wu joked.

"Depends on your performance," Zhang Yue replied.

They dug in. Despite her earlier tears, Ning Tiantian was now happily devouring her meal.

"You were faking it, weren't you?" Zhang Yue teased.

"No way!" she said, her cheeks stuffed with food. "Eating is just so comforting."

Zhang Yue sighed. "Just eat."

"Thanks for the advance and the meal, Boss." she beamed before resuming her feast.

Other diners couldn't help but whisper.

"She's adorable."

"Tiny and cute—makes you want to protect her."

"Forget it. Clearly, she's got a boyfriend."

Even Zhang Yue had to admit, Ning Tiantian was pretty cute—when she wasn't being silly.

Wu Haotian, noticing the earlier conversation, asked, "Advance salary? What's the deal? Can I get that too?"

"How much?"

"Just a thousand. I'm broke!"

Zhang Yue chuckled and transferred another 10,000.

Moved to tears, Wu Haotian exclaimed, "Boss, you're a legend. I'm sticking with you for life."

Wu Haotian was moved to tears, practically sobbing. "You're way more generous than my last guild leader. With a boss like you, Yue Bro, I'm in this for the long haul."

After a moment of reflection, as if something was missing, he waved to the waiter. "Boss, bring us a case of beer."

"I thought you didn't drink," Zhang Yue said, raising an eyebrow.

Wu Haotian grinned. "What kind of man doesn't drink?"

Without another word, he grabbed a bottle, twisted off the cap, and chugged it down in one go. Then, with a mischievous glint in his eye, he passed a bottle to Ning Tiantian, who was still engrossed in devouring her food. "Little Sweetie, care for a drink?"

Ning Tiantian shook her head at first but hesitated, not wanting to kill the vibe. After a brief pause, she gave a reluctant nod.

The trio ate and drank, laughing and chatting until their plates were clean and the table littered with empty bottles. When the meal was done, they headed back home together.

Ning Tiantian, however, was a lightweight. Half a bottle in, and she was already swaying, her cheeks flushed. The moment they got back, she stumbled into her room and passed out on the bed.

Watching her, Zhang Yue couldn't help but recall their first meeting. She had been drunk then too, barging into his room and collapsing on his bed without a second thought.

Shaking off the memory, Zhang Yue returned to his room. He lay on his bed, scrolling through the latest news about the upcoming Professional Tournament. After a while, he set his phone aside and closed his eyes, drifting off.

———

Late into the night, he stirred.

His half-conscious mind registered a faint rustling sound. Then, soft footsteps. Before he could fully wake, someone had slipped under his blanket and climbed onto his bed…

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