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

Su Wan's lips trembled, and she couldn't utter a single word.

Looking at the string of terms that Li Haotian casually rattled off, she felt that each one was like an antimatter bomb.

Osmium-iridium alloy, a military-grade material.

Biological nutrient solution, the core of genetic engineering.

An ultra-precision laser etching machine is used to etch wafers.

What can these things do when put together?

Growing flowers?

She looked out the window at the roses swaying in the night breeze, their petals seeming to hide countless cold compound eyes in the shadows.

"Sir... these..."

Su Wan's voice sounded dry and hoarse, as if it had been sanded.

"Most of these things are strictly controlled..."

"oh."

Li Haotian responded nonchalantly.

He pointed to the encrypted phone in Su Wan's hand.

"Send the list to your new friend."

"She'll handle it."

Su Wan's body stiffened.

She then realized that Li Haotian had asked her to buy these things through completely unconventional channels.

He wanted "Scorpion," who had just survived a near-death experience and spent $50 million to buy his safety, to help him purchase these embargoed goods.

This is so... self-evident.

Li Haotian ignored Su Wan, who was beginning to doubt her life. He picked up the encrypted phone belonging to the "Purgatory" organization again and opened the dark chat room.

The dark red scorpion emblem shimmered humbly.

A message had been lying there quietly for some time.

[Scorpion: Sir, the money has been transferred. Please check.]

Li Haotian didn't reply. He leaned back on the sofa, lazily crossed his legs, and said something to Su Wan, who was still recovering from the shock of "growing flowers".

"Su Wan, make a cup of tea, a strong one."

Then, he slowly picked up his phone and typed out a line of text.

[Mr. Li, a concerned citizen: Fifty million is the money for cleaning my eyes last night.]

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone.

After a long while, a new message popped up, its tone becoming increasingly humble.

[Scorpion: Yes, sir, I understand.]

[Mr. Li, a concerned citizen: This concludes the after-sales service.]

Li Haotian added another sentence.

[Scorpion: Sir...you mean...]

"Scorpion" replied almost instantly, his words revealing an undisguised panic.

She assumed that this terrifying, elusive figure would sever all ties with her after taking the money.

[Mr. Li, a concerned citizen: It means that if you want to continue enjoying our company's services, you should talk to us about getting a membership card.]

[Mr. Li, a kind-hearted citizen: Annual subscriptions get a 20% discount and a free welcome gift for new users.]

Looking at the comical smiley face on the screen and hearing these remarks that could only be described as extortion, Su Wan felt her heart was about to jump out of her throat.

But the reaction from "Scorpion" on the other end of the phone completely shattered her worldview.

[Scorpion: Sir, what should I do? Please tell me!]

His tone was like that of a fanatical believer who had finally found his organization and was eager to pledge his allegiance.

Li Haotian smiled.

Without wasting any words, he directly sent over a file that he had just packaged from the Butcher server.

The file is small, only a few hundred KB.

But when Su Wan caught a glimpse of the document title, "Suggestions on Optimization of Some Assets within Dragon Shield Bureau," out of the corner of her eye, her pupils suddenly shrank to the size of pinpoints.

[Mr. Li, a kind-hearted citizen: This is the new player gift pack, please check it.]

[Mr. Li, a concerned citizen: We can discuss the membership fee again when you've prepared my fertilizer.]

After sending the last message, Li Haotian left the chat room and tossed the phone back to Su Wan.

"Okay, time for bed."

He yawned, stood up, stretched like an ordinary office worker, and walked towards the bedroom.

In the living room, only Su Wan and Liu Hu remained, staring at each other.

Liu Hu looked at the phone in Su Wan's hand, which seemed like a hot potato, and swallowed hard.

"Miss Su... what exactly is Mr. Su doing?"

Su Wan gave a bitter laugh.

"I have no idea."

All I know is that from today onwards, Donghai City is about to undergo a major transformation.

……

Early the next morning.

Li Haotian was awakened by the faint sound of a car engine outside the villa.

He walked into the living room, where Su Wan was nervously watching TV, her eyes swollen with dark circles.

On television, the morning news of Donghai City is being broadcast.

"Our station's latest news: Zhou, the city's executive vice mayor, was taken away by relevant departments for investigation this morning on suspicion of serious job-related crimes and acting as a protector for illegal foreign organizations..."

On the screen, a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, who usually appears respectable, is being dragged into a black sedan by two discipline officers, his face ashen.

Su Wan's hand gripped the remote control tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force.

She remembered the name.

Because last night, this name was the first one on that list of "optimization suggestions".

From the moment Li Haotian released that list to the moment this important figure was brought down, only eight hours had passed.

Just how terrifying energy did that "poisonous scorpion" use?

"The efficiency is alright."

While drinking milk and watching the news, Li Haotian gave a fair assessment.

"The methods were a bit crude, and the commotion was too great."

"Involution, huh?"

He shook his head, looking disappointed and disappointed.

Su Wan: "..."

She is completely numb now.

After finishing his breakfast, Li Haotian picked up his old phone and started browsing the news comment section.

As expected, the official account's comment section has been completely flooded with "the light of righteousness".

Countless netizens are cheering for the swift and decisive action taken by the Dragon Shield and disciplinary departments.

"Awesome! Absolutely awesome! Taking down a big tiger in a single day!"

"This is exactly what we want to see! Thumbs up for D.S.A.!"

"The light of righteousness shines upon the earth!"

Li Haotian couldn't help but laugh.

He thought for a moment, then switched to a new account that he didn't know when he registered, with the ID "King of Fishing in the East China Sea".

Then, he typed a line under the most liked comment, "The Light of the Right Path".

[Donghai Fishing King of Kings: Is it possible that this is all thanks to Mr. Li, a kind-hearted citizen? (doge.jpg)]

The comment was just posted.

"Ding-dong!"

"Ding-dong!"

"Ding-dong!"

Instantly, dozens of replies flooded in.

[Reply to @DonghaiFishingKing: Is the original poster dreaming?]

[Reply to @DonghaiFishingKing: Who is Mr. Li? Is he a relative of yours? Get lost!]

[Reply to @DonghaiFishingKing: You're trying to ride the wave of popularity here? Banned, banned!]

Li Haotian almost spat out his milk from laughing so hard when he saw the furious replies.

Hidden strength and name.

Just as he was about to turn off his phone and check on his Alien Queen in the game...

A strange feeling, without warning, surged up from the depths of his body.

It was a warm, electric-like sensation.

It originates from the spirit, from the soul that is closely connected with the game world.

But at this moment, this warm current, like a flood bursting its banks, broke through the barrier between the virtual and the real, and fiercely poured into his real body!

"Um?"

Li Haotian put down his phone, his brows furrowing slightly.

He could sense that this was the power within the game feeding back into reality.

The Queen's Egg has fully hatched, and the birth of a mythical unit has finally brought this feedback to a critical point of qualitative change that can be clearly perceived.

That warm current flowed freely through his limbs and bones, washing over every cell.

Finally, as if finding an outlet, they surged wildly toward his right arm!

"Click!"

"Crackling and popping—"

A series of rapid, crackling sounds, like popping beans, suddenly rang out from the bones of his right arm!

Su Wan and Liu Hu, who were clearing away the dishes, were startled by the sudden sound and turned around abruptly.

Li Haotian stood there quietly, head bowed, the sleeve of his right arm fluttering silently.

He slowly raised his right hand.

Those hands, slightly atrophied due to nerve damage, remained cold and stiff all day.

He stared intently at it.

Breathing, without my noticing, became heavy.

His usual nonchalant, indifferent expression had vanished without a trace.

Instead, what Su Wan had never seen before was a ferocious mix of fanaticism, anticipation, and endless killing intent.

His will, like a branding iron, was fiercely imprinted on that right hand.

verb: move!

Get moving!

Those fingers, once hailed as "God's Hands" for their ability to execute twenty perfect maneuvers in a single second, began to tremble violently.

a bit.

Two times.

Then, amidst a tooth-grinding sound of bones grinding together, they slowly, yet with unwavering determination, curled inward.

finally.

He clenched his fist.

The fingernails dug deep into the flesh of the palm.

A long-lost, sharp, stinging sensation traveled clearly along the once-dormant nerve endings to his cerebral cortex.

Li Haotian suddenly raised his head.

His eyes were bloodshot.