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7:50 p.m.

The world channel of "God's Game" has turned into an online temple fair.

[World] What can I do to you?: Selling sunflower seeds, peanuts, and bottled water in the front row! The battle of the century, you'll regret it for the rest of your life if you miss it!

[World] One shot to settle all grudges: I've opened a betting pool, betting on how long the alien boss can last, 1 to 10, any brothers want to join?

[World] Riding a pig on the highway: I bet a pack of spicy strips that the Mad Dragon Guild will all be returning to the newbie village tonight. That name, "Alien," sounds really ominous.

Thousands of players, like sharks smelling blood, flocked to the same coordinates—the headquarters of the Mad Dragon Guild.

This is a plain located at the border between the beginner area and the advanced map.

The Mad Dragon Guild spent a fortune to build a fortress here that rivals a small city.

The towering city walls shimmered with the light of magical runes.

Every fifty meters, a gleaming magic crystal cannon was set up.

At this moment, the fortress walls were filled with people.

Thousands of players from the Mad Dragon Guild and its allies are on high alert.

Swordsmen and shieldmen were in front, archers and mages were behind, and the formation was so tight that it was impossible to move.

The various weapon enchantments and status buffs, layer upon layer, were dazzling and colorful, illuminating the entire fortress as if it were daytime.

"Get your act together, all of you!"

"Mad Dragon, Start Over Again" stood atop the highest point of the city wall, roaring with all his might.

"Damn it, he's all alone!"

"We have thousands of brothers; we could drown him with a single spit from each of us!"

He shouted loudly, but he was actually very nervous inside.

That dazzling global announcement felt like an invisible slap, leaving his cheek burning with pain.

He could only use a louder voice to mask his unease.

Time passed, second by second.

7:59.

Inside and outside the fortress, there was a deathly silence.

Everyone held their breath, staring intently at the dark horizon in the distance.

The world channel fell silent, with only the continuously scrolling countdown remaining.

[World] Uncle Wang next door: Ten seconds left!

[World] Mengmeng is not me: My adrenaline is pumping!

[World] 20 Years of Professional Bargaining: The Moment to Witness History Has Arrived!

It's exactly eight o'clock.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

The anticipated earthquake did not occur.

The imagined overwhelming army of monsters did not appear.

At the horizon, all was still deathly still.

One second, two seconds, ten seconds passed.

Nothing happened.

"What happened? Where is everyone?"

"Could it be... that they stood us up?"

The players on the city wall looked at each other, their tense nerves slowly relaxing.

Kuanglong, starting over, also looked bewildered. He stretched his neck and peered out like a duck.

Just then, a sharp-eyed archer suddenly pointed into the distance.

"President, look! Something's coming over there!"

Everyone perked up and turned to look.

On the distant grass, several black dots were slowly wriggling.

As the distance closed, everyone finally saw it clearly.

There were three... about the size of a palm, looking like a combination of a cockroach and a mosquito.

They wobbled and slowly climbed to the foot of the majestic city wall.

Then, they began to use their mouthparts, which were thinner than toothpicks, against the hard stone bricks of the city wall.

"Click, click"

It made a faint, almost inaudible gnawing sound.

The entire room fell into an eerie silence that lasted for five seconds.

Followed by.

"Hahahaha!"

I don't know who was the first to laugh out loud, but it was like lighting a powder keg, and the entire fortress erupted in earth-shattering laughter.

"Holy crap! What is that thing? Is it a vanguard of the Xenomorphs?"

"This is hilarious! Did they send a few mosquitoes over to tickle our itch?"

"So, he used his million survival points to buy tickets for just these three things?"

On the city wall, an archer of a decent level didn't even bother to use his skills.

He casually nocked an ordinary wooden arrow and aimed it at one of the "worker bees" that was still trying to gnaw at the wall.

"Whoosh!"

The wooden arrow pierced the air and accurately pinned the poor worker bee to the wall, where it burst into a puddle of green liquid.

[-12% critical hit!]

A negligible damage number floated up.

The remaining two worker bees were burned to ashes by a "small fireball" casually thrown by another mage.

The battle was over.

It took less than three seconds in total.

After a brief silence, the world channel erupted in chaos.

[World] My underwear is gone: This is it? I took my pants off and this is what you show me?

[World] Overwhelmingly domineering: Best comedy of the year! One million survival points and not a sound, oh no, not even a sound.

[World] I'm really a good person: Guild Master Kuanglong, come out and say something. I feel like your intelligence has been insulted.

Kuanglong_Starting Over Again stood on the city wall, his expression shifting from astonishment to ecstasy, and finally to extreme contempt and mockery.

He felt that all his previous tension and fear were a huge joke.

"Hahahaha!"

He stood with his hands on his hips, facing the empty wilderness, and burst into laughter.

"Alien! You coward! What's wrong? Are you lost, or did your village just get internet access?"

"Sending these three bugs over here? Are they trying to make us laugh so they can inherit our equipment?"

His voice, amplified by the guild's amplification magic, resounded throughout the battlefield and reached the ears of countless players watching the live stream.

Guild morale instantly reached its peak.

Everyone felt that they had been terrified by that creature called "Alien".

He's nothing but a blustering, empty-headed show-off.

Just as Kuanglong was about to say a few more trash words to completely regain his lost ground today...

A new message popped up above everyone's screens, below the glittering gold bulletin board.

The spokesperson is still an "alien".

The content is very simple, consisting of only one animated emoticon.

A little person tilting their head and scratching the back of their head.

Below the emoji, there's a line of small text.

"Oh? Sorry, I clicked the wrong one. Those were the ones sent out to mine."

"I forgot, I forgot."

"The internet is a bit slow, let me reconnect."

All the players fell silent once again upon seeing this message.

What is this?

Have they backed down? Or are they... just playing with them?

The smile on Kuanglong's face froze.

An ominous premonition welled up in my heart again.

He hadn't even had a chance to speak.

The second message from the alien popped up immediately afterward.

"Okay, it's not stuck anymore."

"Let's continue."

"That was a tactical probe, understand? Testing the damage of your turrets."

"Tsk, the damage is a bit low."

"Dude, did you buy this defensive tower from Pinduoduo? I suggest you return it and leave a bad review."

provocative!

A blatant provocation!

Mad Dragon, starting over, was trembling with anger, pointing at the sky and cursing loudly.

"You fucking..."

He hadn't finished his rant.

The third message from the alien has appeared.

This time, it's not text, nor is it an emoji.

It is a map coordinate.

A coordinate that every member of the Mad Dragon Guild is extremely familiar with.

That's the back door of their guild's headquarters...

Almost simultaneously with the appearance of the coordinates.

"Boom!"

A loud explosion came from behind the fortress.

The entire earth trembled violently.

Everyone turned around in shock.

Behind the base, in what they thought was the safest area, a large acid crater, over five meters in diameter and emitting billowing green smoke, had appeared on the ground.

What made them even more uneasy was...

At the edge of the acid pit, rows of slippery ground were silently turning over.

It was as if something was about to burst forth from the ground.