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

Li Haotian looked at the scarlet countdown, but his face showed no panic.

A beast tide signifies a massive amount of experience and genes.

For him, it was a buffet that fell from the sky.

"A beast tide? Li Haotian, are you insane!" Su Wan's voice trembled with tears. "That's a whole planet of monsters! How could the two of us possibly hold them off!"

Li Haotian turned to look at her, but before he could say anything to comfort her, a cold, mechanical voice echoed throughout the entire God Space and pierced the minds of all the players.

[Attention all players.]

[The first phase of the new player protection period has ended. The game will forcibly shut down the server in five minutes.]

All players will be forcibly logged out and returned to the real world.

[This game experience will produce subtle physical feedback to the player; please experience the effects for yourself.]

[Server will be available again in 24 hours.]

The sudden announcement left Su Wan stunned on the spot.

Forced offline? Return to reality?

Li Haotian's eyes flickered, and he immediately realized what was going on.

He walked quickly to Su Wan and extended his hand.

"Give me your phone number, and we can contact each other in real life."

"Huh? Oh, okay!" Su Wan hurriedly rattled off a string of numbers, watching Li Haotian dart through the air as if recording something.

She looked at the man in front of her, her heart filled with mixed feelings.

Just an hour ago, he was still that useless person who needed his care.

Now, however, he has become his only support.

"Remember, after you log off, find a safe place to hide and don't wander around," Li Haotian instructed. "Don't do anything, wait for my call."

His tone was calm, yet it inexplicably made Su Wan feel at ease.

"And what about you? Those debt collectors..." Su Wan asked worriedly.

"Them?" A cold smile curled at the corner of Li Haotian's lips. "They are the ones who should be worried."

As soon as the words were spoken, the entire cave began to become illusory, and white light surged in from all directions, engulfing everything.

……

"call!"

Li Haotian suddenly opened his eyes, his consciousness being pulled out of the boundless darkness.

My nasal cavity was instantly filled with the musty and damp smell unique to rental apartments.

He sat up and looked around.

Narrow, dark, and oppressive.

Everything was exactly the same as when I left.

It was as if that thrilling jungle hunt was just a dream that was too real.

But he soon realized something was wrong.

He raised his right hand.

The hand that once couldn't even clench into a fist, and was constantly convulsing uncontrollably, now lay quietly in his palm.

He tried to apply force slowly.

Bring your five fingers together.

Although he still felt somewhat sluggish and powerless, he did clench his fist.

A complete fist, no longer trembling violently.

"It really works."

Li Haotian felt the long-lost sense of power emanating from his palm.

Although this power is very weak and cannot compare to the dozens of points of attributes in games, it truly exists.

This means that as long as he continues to grow stronger in the game, his crippled body in reality will eventually recover to its peak, or even surpass it!

The flames of revenge reignited in his heart.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The loud and impatient banging on the door interrupted his thoughts again.

"Li Haotian! Open the door! Stop playing dead!" It was that same arrogant voice again. "I brought a locksmith with me this time. Let's see where you hide!"

Immediately afterwards, a "zzzz" sound of an electric drill came from the door lock.

Clearly, they have lost patience.

Li Haotian slowly stood up and stretched his shoulders.

The bones made soft "crackling" sounds.

He didn't hide in the game pod, nor did he try to find a place to hide.

He stood there in the middle of the room, waiting quietly.

A few seconds later, with a "click," the door lock was broken.

The door was kicked open.

Three figures blocked the doorway, the one in the lead being the scarred man.

Behind him followed the skinny guy from last time, and a middle-aged man carrying a toolbox who looked somewhat timid.

"Oh, you didn't hide in the game pod?" Scarface paused for a moment when he saw Li Haotian in the room, then grinned maliciously. "What, you've come to your senses? Ready to kneel down and beg us?"

"I gave you a chance, but you didn't take it," the skinny guy chimed in sarcastically. "If you had just paid back the money sooner, you wouldn't have had to suffer this pain."

Scarface, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, tilted his head and sized up Li Haotian, exhaling a smoke ring.

"Kid, I'm giving you one last chance. Call your cronies right now and scrape together the money. Otherwise... last time it was your hands, this time it'll be your legs."

Li Haotian looked at them expressionlessly.

His gaze was calm, so calm that it made Scarface feel a little uneasy.

There's something off about this kid's eyes.

The last time I saw him, his eyes were filled with despair, fear, and anger.

But now, there's nothing in those eyes, as if they're looking at a few lifeless stones.

"Brother, stop wasting your breath on him." Skinny Monkey felt uncomfortable under Li Haotian's gaze and urged, "This kid is really weird. Hurry up and take the money and leave."

Scarface threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it out with his toe.

He pulled a baton from his lower back and swung it away with a "snap".

"Fine, looks like you're going to have to suffer the consequences instead of being polite."

Scarface, wielding a baton, approached step by step. "I'm in a bad mood today, so I'll start with your useless hand!"

He raised his baton and slammed it down hard on Li Haotian's right hand, which had just regained some feeling!

If that blow had landed squarely, forget about recovery; the entire hand would have suffered a comminuted fracture.

The locksmith was so frightened that he closed his eyes, unable to bear watching.

Su Wan's worries still seemed to echo in my ears.

Li Haotian remained motionless.

Just as the baton was about to fall with a whoosh, he moved.

Instead of retreating, he took half a step forward, his body turning to the side with an extremely slight movement.

The powerful baton swung past his arm almost completely, then slammed heavily into the wooden wardrobe next to him.

"Bang!"

With a loud crash, the old wardrobe was smashed, leaving a large dent.

"Um?"

Scarface missed his attack and looked completely bewildered.

He didn't even see how Li Haotian dodged it.

Is it a coincidence?

"Damn it, you dare to dodge?" Scarface was furious and swung his stick at Li Haotian's waist again.

This time, Li Haotian still did not back down.

He simply raised his left hand and precisely grabbed Scarface's wrist, which was holding the baton.

Scarface felt as if his wrist was being clamped tightly by an iron clamp, the force of which was astonishing, making it impossible for him to move forward even an inch.

"You..." Scarface's expression changed drastically.

How could this kid be so strong? Isn't he a sickly guy whose hands are all crippled?

"Too weak." Li Haotian finally spoke, his voice hoarse but carrying a condescending indifference. "Too slow too."

He gripped Scarface's wrist and slowly applied pressure.

"Snap!"

"ah--!"

A sharp cracking sound of bones breaking was followed by Scarface's pig-like screams.

The baton fell to the ground with a clatter.

Scarface clutched his deformed wrist, sweating profusely from the pain, and stared at Li Haotian in disbelief.

"You...you fucking...aren't you crippled?!"

"Is this all you've got? You dare to come out and collect debts?" Li Haotian shook off his hand as if he were throwing away a piece of trash.

The skinny monkey and the locksmith standing nearby were completely dumbfounded.

The reversal happened so fast that their brains simply couldn't process it.

One second the scarred guy was swaggering around, the next second his hand was crippled by a "cripple"?

"Attack him together! Kill him!" Scarface roared, his face contorted in agony.

Skinny Monkey reacted quickly, grabbed a stool from the side, and howled as he smashed it down on Li Haotian's head.

Li Haotian didn't even glance at him.

He turned sideways and kicked the skinny monkey precisely in the knee.

Another crisp "snap" sound.

Skinny Monkey flew out along with the stool, clutching his leg and rolling on the ground howling in agony, his cries even more pitiful than Scarface's.

In three seconds, two burly men fell to the ground.

Only the locksmith with his toolbox remained, standing trembling at the door, his legs shaking like a leaf.

Li Haotian walked step by step to him.

The locksmith was so frightened that he fell to his knees with a thud, crying and begging for mercy: "No...it's not my fault, brother! They forced me to come! I'm just a locksmith!"

Li Haotian bent down, picked up the baton from the ground, and weighed it in his hand.

He walked up to Scarface, who was still groaning, and patted his face with his baton.

"Twenty million, I believe that's a performance-based agreement, legally binding, right?"

"Coming to my house, banging on the door, and injuring people—that's called violent debt collection, and it's illegal, understand?"

Scarface's lips turned white from the pain. Looking at Li Haotian, who was completely different from before, the ferocity in his eyes had long been replaced by fear.

"I...I was wrong...Brother Tian, ​​Brother Haotian! I'll never do it again!"

"Now you know to call me 'brother'?" Li Haotian smiled and handed him the baton. "Who's your boss? Have him come over and talk to me."

Scarface hesitated for a moment.

Li Haotian stabbed the baton in his hand into his wound.

"Ah! I'll talk! I'll talk!" the scarred man screamed, "It's...it's Brother Long from Feilong Investment! Wang Feilong!"

"Wang Feilong..."

Li Haotian murmured the name, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

One of the masterminds who tricked him into the betting agreement and, together with his ex-girlfriend, ruined him.

well.

He was worried about not being able to find anyone.

Li Haotian put away his baton and looked down at the three people on the ground.

He tilted his head and suddenly asked a question.

"You only sent three people? That Wang Feilong only sent a bunch of misfits like you?"

"Huh?" Scarface didn't understand what he meant.

Li Haotian slowly twirled the baton in his hand, his tone carrying a hint of disdain.

"I thought you could call in more people."

"Your entourage is nowhere near as impressive as mine."