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

The top of the control tower.

After giving the military salute, the pitch-black alien turned into a wisp of black smoke and vanished.

The golden light of the world announcement also dimmed.

But the words it left behind, like a branding iron, are seared into the minds of every surviving player on the city wall.

Physical account ban.

These four words carry a bloody stench.

Mad Dragon, starting over again, collapsed straight to the ground, unconscious.

His confidant was so frightened that he scrambled over to get there.

"President!"

"President, wake up!"

Several people frantically pinched the philtrum and poured medicine down the throat.

After a lot of fuss, Kuanglong_Starting Over finally woke up.

He opened his eyes and looked at the pale faces around him, his mind still a little dazed.

"What...what happened to me?"

"Master, you just fainted from anger," a thief whispered.

Did you faint from anger?

Kuanglong, starting over, suddenly sat up, his memories instantly returning.

Check the water meter.

The company of Fudo Myoo.

The entire group of forbidden spellcasters was wiped out.

And then there's that devastatingly cruel phrase, "physical title."

"what!"

He clutched his head and let out a painful roar.

The guild channel was now in complete chaos.

It was no longer the fear of before, but a series of farewells.

[Guild] Astro Boy: Brothers, I'm logging off now. My wife just called and said someone posted about my secret stash of money, which I hid in a shoebox, in the homeowners' group chat, and she wants a divorce!

[Guild] Chasing the Wind: I have to log off too! I just got a call from my dad. His small supermarket was reported for selling counterfeit cigarettes, and now the industry and commerce bureau and the police are at the store!

[Guild] Uncle Wang from next door: My... someone pulled the power switch at my internet cafe. The manager said it was done by someone wearing a food delivery uniform, but now they can't find him.

One urgent message after another, like a rapid drumbeat, pounded on everyone's heart.

The defensive line, which originally had nearly a thousand men remaining, is now shrinking at a visible rate.

On the city wall, streaks of white light flashed continuously as players rushed to log off.

Nobody cares about guild glory anymore.

In the game, characters can be resurrected after dying.

If your real life collapses, then it's really over.

"Run! Run!"

"This guy's a fucking monster! He can find every single one of us!"

Panic spread rapidly.

The players who remained in place, watching their companions disappear one after another, also began to waver.

Their hands trembled as they gripped their weapons, and their eyes were filled with fear.

Just then, several allied guild leaders who had been silent spoke up in their private chat channel.

[Overbearing Ambitions]: Everyone, something's not right here.

【Crimson Rose】: It's not just strange, it's downright eerie! Just what is the origin of this alien?

[Across the Four Seas]: I just had someone check, and the company of that Immovable King from the Mad Dragon Guild really did go bankrupt! Just half an hour ago! It's even in the news!

A collective gasp filled the channel.

[Overbearing Ambitions]: Damn it, this isn't a game anymore. This bastard's hacking people up through the internet cable!

【Crimson Rose】: We are just ordinary allies with the Mad Dragon Guild. There's no need to drag ourselves into this, is there?

【Across the World】: Rose is right! We can't get involved in this mess any longer!

The group quickly reached a consensus.

The next second, the guild leader of the Overbearing Ambition Guild cleared his throat in the battlefield public channel and shouted loudly.

"Um... Brother Kuanglong!"

"I suddenly remembered that my mom told me to come home and collect the laundry; the weather forecast said it would rain today!"

"Sorry, brothers, we're out of here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the hundreds of members of the Overbearing Ambition Guild retreated like a tide, without looking back.

Once there's a first one, there's bound to be a second.

The president of Crimson Roses also exclaimed in a high-pitched voice, "Oh dear, what bad luck! My cat is about to give birth, I have to go back to help! President Mad Dragon, farewell!"

The president of the guild, who seemed to have conquered the world, was even more direct: "My stomach hurts, I need to poop! I'm leaving now!"

My wife is calling me home for dinner!

"My son's tutoring class is over, I need to pick him up!"

In a short time, all sorts of bizarre reasons emerged.

Allies who were fighting side by side one second can run away faster than anyone else the next.

On the vast battlefield, only a few hundred members of the Mad Dragon Guild remained, standing alone on the city wall like a group of abandoned orphans.

Kuanglong_Starting Over looked at the ally list, which was now mostly empty, and then at the disoriented, defeated soldiers around him.

He felt a rush of blood to his head.

"Useless! A bunch of useless trash!"

He pointed in the direction where his allies had disappeared and began to curse.

"Run! All of you, run!"

"A bunch of cowards! Cowards!"

As he cursed, he suddenly burst into manic laughter.

"Hahaha! Good run! It's good that you ran!"

He staggered to his feet, walked to the edge of the command tower, and used amplification magic to roar at the scattered aliens still climbing below.

"Alien! You bastard! Listen to me!"

"You've got guts! You really have guts!"

"You can find the address of the mad dog, you can bring down Fudo Myoo's company, and you can send those monks to jail!"

"But I'm not afraid of you!"

His voice became shrill with excitement.

"In reality, I'm just a penniless loser! A worthless life!"

"Company? I don't have one! Family? I divorced them a long time ago!"

"What can you do to me?!"

"If you're so capable, come over here right now and kill me through the internet!"

He was like a madman, roaring at the empty battlefield.

"I refuse to believe you can send me in too!"

"Come on, you bastard! I'm waiting for you right here today!"

……

Inside the game pod at the Cloud Top Villa.

Li Haotian stared at the barking figure on the screen, his face expressionless.

He stretched, took a potato chip from the snack bag next to him, and popped it into his mouth.

"Click."

A crisp sound rang out in the quiet room.

On the virtual screen in front of him, the Excel spreadsheet titled "List of Core Members of the Mad Dragon Guild" floated silently.

His gaze fell on the section titled "[Mad Dragon, Starting Over]".

Name: Zhang Wei.

ID number: 310XXXXXXXXXXXXXXX.

Home address: Room 401, Building 3, Lane XX, XX Road, Putuo District, Donghai City.

……

Li Haotian moved his fingers, but didn't look at the detailed personal information anymore.

He just found it a bit boring.

Like an ant making a show of force at the feet of a giant.

He thought for a moment and then brought up the in-game communication interface.

Not choosing the global announcement option would be a waste of money.

I didn't choose to chat privately either, because that wouldn't feel ceremonial enough.

He directly opened the game's built-in mailbox system.

The recipient was listed as "狂龙丶从头再来".

He typed a few words in the email subject line.

The sender did not use the ID "Alien" but chose to remain anonymous.

Then, he pressed the send button.

After doing all this, he closed all the interfaces, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes.

It's time to log off and grab something to eat.

……

In the game.

Mad Dragon, Starting Over Again, also known as Zhang Wei, was still shouting wildly from the command tower.

His close confidants remained silent, wanting to offer advice but daring not to.

Just then.

"Ding-dong."

A crisp system notification sound rang in Zhang Wei's ears.

He froze for a moment.

This sound is a notification that a new email has been received.

Who would email him at this time?

He instinctively opened his email.

An unread email lies quietly at the top of the list.

Sender: [Anonymous]

Zhang Wei frowned, a bad feeling creeping into his heart.

His hands trembled as he opened the email.

The email contained no lengthy threats, nor any mocking images.

There is only one simple title.

[Zhang Wei, your takeout has arrived.]

Zhang Wei's pupils suddenly contracted.

His heart sank, and his breath almost stopped.

It's not because of the familiar threat of "Your takeout is here."

It's not because of the name.

Zhang Wei.

His real name.

He suddenly looked up at the doorway of his room in the real world.

Gaming helmets isolate most of the sound.

But he still heard it.

a bit.

Another one.

It has a great rhythm.

knocking.