The whole nation: You're put to survive on a desolate planet, you'll be running an alien b

The chat room completely exploded.

That new message was like a depth charge, blasting out all the lurkers, onlookers, and those with ulterior motives.

[Scorpion: Are you kidding me?]

[Blood Scythe: You scum! How dare you play us!]

[Doomsday Preparer: Holy crap! Where are you, streamer?! My barbecue delivery still hasn't arrived, and you're already done with your act?]

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It's still the same panda character, but the accompanying picture has been changed to a kitten scratching at the door, with the caption: Open the door! I know you're home!

In the canteen, the prophet, lying on the ground, coughed up blood, his eyes bloodshot, staring intently at Li Haotian.

The communicator in his ear, the bishop's roar had turned into rapid, bellows-like gasps.

It was a voice mixed with rage, humiliation, and utter powerlessness.

Li Haotian completely ignored all of this.

He stretched like a worker who had just finished a job, cracking his neck with a crisp sound.

"Sigh, I'm tired."

He looked down, his fingers flying across the old phone screen.

[The streamer is tired and is ending the broadcast.]

However, to thank everyone for their support, we'd like to give you a small gift.

After sending those two messages, he promptly shut down the dark web software.

Gift?

What gift?

The same thought popped into everyone's head in the chat room and the bishop on the other end of the communicator.

Li Haotian didn't give them time to think.

He swiped his finger, and the screen switched to an encrypted chat interface with a cartoon shield as the profile picture.

Contact person: Qin Yue.

He pulled up a picture from his album; it was a blurry map of the area that he had hastily sketched in his mind based on his perception of the bishop's base.

The map only has a red circle, without even a scale, highlighting its arbitrariness.

He clicked send.

Then he slowly typed another line.

"Captain Qin, that's a den of thieves. You're welcome. Please call me Young Pioneer." (The same old line)

After doing all this, he put his phone back in his pocket and looked again at the prophet on the ground who was still panting heavily.

He had a kind smile on his face and seemed harmless.

"It's just business practice."

Li Haotian squatted down and patted the prophet's dusty cheeks.

The organizer reserves the right of final interpretation.

"That makes sense, right?"

The prophet's pupils suddenly contracted at that moment.

Reasonable?

He finally understood.

From beginning to end, this guy never intended to follow any rules.

He's simply enjoying the pleasure of making the rules and then breaking them himself.

tease!

A blatant farce!

He treated the entire "Purgatory" organization, the bishop, the scorpion, and all the underworld giants as playthings in the palm of his hand!

"puff--"

A mouthful of blood, which he could no longer hold back, spurted from the prophet's mouth and splattered onto Li Haotian's flip-flops.

Li Haotian frowned in disgust and took half a step back.

It was at this moment that...

Suddenly, a piercing scream came from the communicator in the prophet's ear.

"No--!"

The voice belonged to the bishop and was filled with despair and disbelief.

"Dragon Shield... Dragon Shield's 'Sharp Sword' special forces are all deployed!"

"Their goal is... is... ah!"

Another short scream rang out, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground and the loud crash of glass shattering.

A subordinate's panicked voice came through the communicator.

"Your Excellency! Your Excellency, what's wrong?"

"Medical team! Call the medical team quickly! His Holiness the Bishop has vomited blood and fainted!"

The prophet listened to the chaos in his headset, and felt as if his bones had been removed, collapsing completely.

He lost.

The bishop also lost.

A crushing defeat.

The other party didn't even lift a finger; they just moved their fingers and sent a few messages, and this behemoth that dominated the global underworld was brought to the brink of collapse.

This is not a battle on a single dimension.

Li Haotian didn't look at him again.

He stood up and walked back to his original seat as if nothing had happened.

The cafeteria was in chaos because of what had just happened. Students were screaming and dodging, and the cafeteria security guards were cautiously approaching with rubber batons in hand.

Li Haotian completely ignored all of this.

He picked up the bowl of free soup on the table, which had already gone cold.

"Ton...ton...ton..."

He tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp, leaving not even a single vegetable leaf behind.

"belch."

He let out a satisfied burp, slammed the empty bowl down on the table with a loud "clang".

Then, with his hands in his pockets, whistling, he swaggered toward the cafeteria entrance with an air of nonchalance.

All eyes were on him.

Those students, those security guards, and the prophet lying on the ground, his consciousness beginning to fade.

They watched as the figure in the faded T-shirt and cheap jeans strolled leisurely through the crowd and disappeared into the glaring sunlight at the doorway.

It was as if the demon god who had just unleashed a monstrous wave and annihilated a top-tier organization was just an ordinary poor student who had come to the cafeteria for a free meal and a bowl of soup.

……

at the same time.

Donghai City, Command Center of the Seventh Operations Group of the Dragon Shield Bureau.

Qin Yue stared at the large screen in front of her, her brows furrowed.

On the screen were the ruins of the collapsed Genesis Tower. Various data streams kept refreshing, and analysis reports popped up one after another, but none of them could explain the perfect spherical hole.

"Captain, we still have no clue."

A technician rubbed his bloodshot eyes, his voice hoarse.

"The laws of physics seem to break down there; none of our theoretical models can explain this phenomenon."

Qin Yue rubbed her temples, just about to say something.

"Beep beep!"

Her private, encrypted phone in her pocket suddenly vibrated twice.

She frowned and took out her phone.

This is an encrypted message from an unknown number.

She clicked on it.

The first thing you see is an extremely rough and blurry map.

There was only a crooked red circle on the map.

Qin Yue was taken aback.

Who is playing this prank?

She swiped her finger up and saw the line of text attached to the map.

[Captain Qin, that's a den of thieves. You're welcome. Please call me Young Pioneer.]

red scarf……

This name instantly reminded Qin Yue of the guy who left behind a blue plastic stool at the scene of the dock explosion, with the words "Poor technique, fish escaped by cutting the line" written on it.

And that bastard who stood atop the TV tower, seriously demanding compensation for emotional distress from her!

It's him!

Qin Yue's heart skipped a beat.

Her fingers immediately tapped on the screen, trying to trace the source of the signal.

The results showed that the signal source was located in tens of thousands of constantly jumping virtual nodes around the world, making it impossible to track.

She calmed herself and re-examined the ridiculously rudimentary map.

Although it was blurry, thanks to her familiarity with Donghai City and the surrounding terrain, she was able to identify the approximate area where the red circle was located.

That was... a mountainous area on the outskirts of the city.

The terrain there is complex and sparsely populated, with several abandoned mines and military facilities.

It is indeed an excellent place to hide illegal organizations.

A bold idea sprouted in her mind.

Could it be that……

"Pull up the satellite map!"

Qin Yue suddenly looked up and yelled at the technician.

"Coordinates, East longitude XXX, North latitude XXX, zoomed in to the highest precision!"

The technicians didn't dare to delay and immediately began operations.

Soon, a continuous mountainous area appeared on the big screen.

"Activate thermal source scan! Vital signs detection! Energy fluctuation analysis!"

Qin Yue's voice trembled slightly with excitement.

"Use every means at your disposal!"

The instruction has been issued.

The data on the screen started refreshing rapidly.

A few seconds later.

"Beep beep beep beep!"

The piercing alarm sounded throughout the command center.

On the screen, deep within that seemingly peaceful mountainous area, a massive underground heat source reaction, far exceeding the scale of conventional buildings, was clearly marked!

There, an underground fortress is hidden!

Everyone in the command center was stunned.

Qin Yue stared at the glaring red area, then looked down at the graffiti-like map on her phone and the cheeky phrase, "Please call me Red Scarf."

Her knuckles turned white from gripping the phone so tightly.

"Get me to the command center immediately!"

Her voice was cold and resolute.

"Activate Operation 'Sharp Sword'! Highest level, S-level alert!"