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

That dazzling golden world announcement was like a red-hot branding iron, fiercely burning onto the retinas of every player in "God's Game".

There was a full three seconds of silence.

Then the entire world channel crashed.

[World] The wind blows cold on my crotch: Holy crap! Am I seeing things? Is this that overpowered "Alien"?

[World] One Sword Overturns the City: One million survival points to post an announcement, just to challenge someone to a duel? I don't understand the world of the rich.

[World] Old Monk Using Pantene: This is a direct challenge! The Mad Dragon Guild's face is slapped so hard it's swollen.

[World] Amazing milk supply: LOL, someone offered a 5 million reward for finding you, and you just spend 1 million to provide door-to-door service, plus free shipping, right?

Game forums were instantly flooded with posts.

The post with the hefty reward was immediately flooded with countless new replies and emojis.

At the headquarters of the Mad Dragon Guild, which was at the center of the storm, the atmosphere was so oppressive it felt like water was about to drip from it.

In the guild hall, more than a hundred core members were completely silent, all looking at their newly appointed guild leader, Mad Dragon, Starting Over.

"Mad Dragon, Starting Over" looked worse than if he'd eaten shit.

He stared intently at the announcement still hanging at the top of the screen, its golden light blinding, his fingernails almost digging into the table.

"President, what... what should we do?" A vice president asked, his voice hoarse.

What should I do?

How would he know what to do?

He had just spent a lot of money rebuilding the guild and winning over more than a dozen allies. The bounty had been issued less than half a day ago, and he wanted to save face.

As a result, the person in question directly confronted him!

This isn't just slapping him in the face; it's pressing his face to the ground and rubbing it repeatedly with the sole of his shoe.

"What's the panic!"

Kuanglong, starting over, slammed his hand on the table, stood up, and forced a fierce expression.

"He's just one person, while we have thousands of brothers. What are we afraid of?"

"If he dares to come, let him never leave!"

He spoke with great conviction, but his heart was pounding.

That guy called "Alien" can instantly kill a B-level talent and destroy a person's account. Is that something a human could do?

He took a deep breath, opened the forum, and posted a new pinned thread using the guild's official account.

Title: To the "Alien": Come on then, we're waiting for you!

The content was extremely sarcastic, saying things like "You dare to challenge an entire guild by yourself? You must have had your brain slammed in a door," and "Tonight at 8 PM, thousands of brothers have prepared food and drinks, waiting for you to set off."

The post immediately attracted countless players.

"Mad Dragon is awesome! Let's take him down!"

"Support Mad Dragon, kill that cheater!"

There are supporters, but there are many more who just want to stir up trouble.

"I bet a pack of spicy strips that the Mad Dragon Guild will all be heading back to the newbie village tonight."

"I've already taken a screenshot. I'm waiting to watch the fireworks at 8 PM tonight."

"Sunflower seeds, peanuts, and bottled water are available for sale in the front row; stools are ready!"

Kuanglong_Chuangtouzailai was so angry when he saw these comments that he almost smashed his keyboard.

He shut down the forum and yelled at his men, "What the hell are you all standing there for! Max out the defenses! Potions, scrolls, everything usable, pile them up!"

"Notify all allies to log in promptly at 8 PM tonight!"

The entire Mad Dragon Guild, like a rusty war machine, creaked and groaned as it began to operate amidst the chaos.

……

The living room of a villa in the sky.

Li Haotian closed the game forum and couldn't stop laughing at the ridiculous comments.

"This generation of netizens is still so energetic."

He stretched and stood up from the sofa.

Su Wan and Liu Hu, standing beside them, were still in shock.

One million survival points, just to issue an announcement.

In their eyes, this was an unimaginable luxury.

"Haotian, you..." Su Wan looked at Li Haotian, hesitating to speak.

She wanted to ask him if he was being too impulsive, but she swallowed the words back.

The man in front of me seems to have his reasons for everything he does.

I'm hungry.

Li Haotian patted his stomach and swayed towards the door.

"Going downstairs to buy some late-night snacks."

"Sir, do you need the car prepared?" Liu Hu asked instinctively.

"Need not."

Li Haotian waved his hand and put on his flip-flops, which cost 9.9 yuan with free shipping.

"The convenience store is just down the mountain, I can walk there and digest my food."

After saying that, he opened the door, whistling as he disappeared into the night.

Su Wan and Liu Hu looked at each other in bewilderment.

With a major battle imminent, this man showed no signs of nervousness whatsoever; in fact, he even had the leisure to browse a convenience store.

A dozen minutes later.

Li Haotian is back.

He was carrying two huge plastic bags in both hands, which were stuffed with all kinds of potato chips, cola, spicy strips, and biscuits.

The dazzling array of packaging looked like a primary school student who had just robbed a convenience store.

He dumped all the snacks onto the expensive carpet with a "whoosh," piling them into a small mountain.

Then, he plopped down on the sofa, tore open a bag of original flavor potato chips, grabbed a handful, and stuffed them into his mouth.

"Click...click..."

In the quiet living room, only the crisp sound of him chewing potato chips could be heard.

Su Wan looked at the pile of junk food on the carpet, then at Li Haotian who was eating with great relish, and finally couldn't help but speak up.

"Sir... is there anything we need to do for tonight's operation?"

She was thinking about whether she should use her connections with "Poison Scorpion" to cause some trouble for the leader of the Mad Dragon Guild in real life.

Alternatively, assign personnel to monitor the internet at all times and prepare to respond to public opinion.

Li Haotian grabbed another handful of potato chips and gave a vague answer.

"Need not."

He swallowed the food in his mouth, picked up a bottle of iced cola, twisted it open, and took a big gulp.

"belch."

He let out a satisfied burp and leaned back lazily on the sofa.

"You guys just need to watch the show."

He pointed to the pile of snacks.

"Popcorn and cola are all prepared for you. Find a comfortable position and enjoy the show."

"A program?" Su Wan was stunned.

"right."

Li Haotian smiled maliciously.

"Tonight's program is called 'The Descent of the Void'."

After saying that, he ignored the bewildered Su Wan and Liu Hu, picked up two large bottles of cola and several bags of potato chips, and headed straight for the game pod.

That composed demeanor didn't seem like someone heading into a life-or-death war, but rather like someone preparing to stay up all night to watch a long-awaited movie.

"Bang."

The hatch of the gaming pod slowly closed.

In the last glimpse, Su Wan saw Li Haotian leaning back in his chair, the laziness and mockery on his face gradually fading.

Instead, there is pure coldness and indifference.

His expression was like that of a god looking down upon ants.

Inside the gaming pod, the last ray of light disappeared.

They were plunged into absolute darkness.

next second.

Deep within the vast lair of the desolate planet, a pair of eyes, gleaming with an eerie silver light, slowly opened.

Those eyes were as deep as the starry sea, brewing a carnival of slaughter.

The hunt belonging to the Lord of Calamity has begun.