I'm the administrator of the National Fortune Arena at the start of the game; I'll hand it

The successful formation of the Dragon Team boosted the morale of the entire national team's operational center to an unprecedented peak.

But after the joy comes a more pressing reality.

There are less than twelve hours left until the second dungeon, [Crimson Pyramid], opens.

Final preparations must begin immediately.

Inside the No. 1 conference room of the command center, Su Yuan, Lin Zhan, Li Guodong, and several core staff officers were conducting the final tactical simulation around a huge electronic sand table.

"According to the intelligence provided by Comrade Su Yuan, the main threat in this instance is undead creatures, which fear fire and light, as well as attacks with holy attributes."

Li Guodong pointed to the huge pyramid model on the sand table and said with a serious expression:

"We've made ample preparations for fire and light. Flamethrowers, incendiary bombs, and high-intensity flashbangs have all been provided to the players. But this divine attribute remains our weakness."

All eyes turned to Su Yuan once again.

Su Yuan nodded; he knew this was the biggest problem at the moment.

"I've checked the shop." Su Yuan brought up the shop interface and projected it onto the screen. "There are quite a few weapons and skills with holy attributes, but they are all very expensive."

He pointed to several of the items.

[Item: Grade A Skill Book "Holy Light Judgment"]

Price: 50000 National Fortune Points

【Item: B-grade weapon "Dawnbreaker Sword"】

Price: 20000 National Fortune Points

"These things will definitely be very effective, but we only have a little over three thousand national fortune points left, which is simply unaffordable." Su Yuan shrugged helplessly.

"A little over three thousand..." Li Guodong's lips twitched, feeling as if he had returned to the dire situation of being penniless.

"Aren't there any cheaper options? Like disposable consumables or something?" Lin Zhan asked.

"have."

Su Yuan started browsing the online store, and soon his eyes locked onto a few items.

【Item: Holy Water Grenade (Blueprint)】

Price: 2000 National Fortune Points

[Analysis requires 5000 National Fortune Points]

[Effect: A technology that can create grenades that deal significant holy damage to undead creatures.]

【Product: Beginner Holy Enchantment Scroll (Consumable) x10】

Price: 1500 National Fortune Points

[Effect: Temporarily adds a 10-minute Holy Damage effect to a normal weapon.]

"These two items are quite practical, and the price is acceptable."

Su Yuan said, "Especially the blueprints for this Holy Water Grenade. If we can decipher them and mass-produce it, it will be an excellent weapon against the undead army. But the problem is, deciphering it requires 5,000 points, which we still don't have enough."

Silence fell over the meeting room once again.

"If all else fails, just buy the beginner holy enchantment scroll."

"Even if we buy the analysis software, it won't be of any use. Research departments can't possibly study it thoroughly and produce it in just over ten hours. What we need now is immediate combat capability."

"That makes sense." Lin Zhan nodded. "Let's do it that way!"

Su Yuan quickly completed the purchase.

The Dragon Kingdom's national fortune points have been completely depleted once again, leaving only a pitiful few dozen points.

However, their armory now contains twenty extra scrolls that can temporarily enchant weapons.

The issue of holy damage has been resolved.

The next topic is about that "expert who is proficient in ancient writing and mechanical arts".

"The person has been found."

Li Guodong pulled up a document and projected it onto the screen: "Qin Ming, 78 years old, a lifetime academician of the Chinese Academy of Social Sciences, a national treasure-level archaeologist, especially proficient in ancient Egyptian civilization, and has participated in many major archaeological projects in China. His health is not very good, but his mind is absolutely top-notch. We have already sent a special plane to pick him up, and he is expected to arrive at the base in an hour."

"Alright!" General Long nodded. "You must ensure the old gentleman's safety and health."

Just then, a staff officer responsible for monitoring global developments suddenly stood up to report.

"Reporting, Commander! We have just received a global notification that fifteen countries, including the Lighthouse Nation, the Cherry Blossom Nation, and the White Elephant Nation, have had their contestant slots filled by the National Fortune Arena system because of vacancies in the first instance!"

This news put everyone in the conference room to their senses.

"Should we add new people?"

Li Guodong sneered, "Looks like they died pretty badly in the last instance."

"This is absolutely great news for us."

Lin Zhan analyzed, "Newcomers mean they have no experience, haven't been strengthened, and their physical and mental qualities are not up to par. Their survival rate in the second dungeon will only be lower. With this shift, our advantage becomes even greater."

This news undoubtedly gave China another boost.

It was like a resounding slap in the face to those countries that had once mocked and questioned the Dragon Kingdom.

As history has shown, only nations that are united and possess a strong core can emerge victorious in this brutal competition for national destiny.

An hour later.

A special plane landed smoothly on the runway of the military base.

Accompanied by several medical staff and security personnel, an elderly man with white hair, a slightly hunched posture, but a vigorous spirit, stepped off the plane.

He is Qin Ming, Old Qin.

Qin was taken directly to the National Operations Strategy Center.

When he saw the scene, which resembled something out of a science fiction movie, and the room full of important figures with generals on their shoulders, even this seasoned academician, who was used to grand occasions, was somewhat bewildered.

"Gentlemen, you... have summoned this old man like me with such a grand display? Have you unearthed some earth-shattering tomb yet?" Old Qin adjusted his reading glasses and asked curiously.

General Long personally stepped forward, grasped Elder Qin's hand, and said with deep respect:

"Elder Qin, we invited you here not to dig up graves, but to... save the world."

Half an hour later.

After hearing General Long and Su Yuan's explanations, Old Qin was completely stunned.

National Fate Arena, Fantasy Dungeon, Pyramid, Necromancer...

Each of these words challenged the materialistic worldview that he had built up over his entire life.

"This...this is too...too absurd..." Old Qin muttered to himself.

He was so engrossed in his research that he didn't pay attention to the outside world.

I never expected such a big thing to happen in such a short time.

Su Yuan didn't offer any further explanation, but instead directly put it into the system.

Hieroglyphs and symbols related to the pyramid's mechanisms and puzzles were projected onto the screen.

"Mr. Qin, look at these, do you recognize them?"

Old Qin's gaze was unconsciously drawn to those ancient symbols.

He only glanced at it, but he was instantly captivated, as if drawn by a magnet, unable to look away.

He walked shakily to the screen, extending his wrinkled hand as if caressing a rare treasure.

"Historic script...this is hieroglyphic script from the Middle Kingdom of ancient Egypt! My God, this symbol represents eternal life! And this is the Eye of Horus, the guardian of the dead!"

Old Qin's breathing became rapid, and an unprecedented light burst forth in his cloudy eyes.

"Where did you get all this stuff?!"