When the game shut down, I took my skills with me.

On the other end of the phone, Fatty Wang was so excited he almost threw his phone away.

"Yes! My Lord... no! Brother Yuan! You wait! I'll offer you... no! I'll present you with the most sincere... ah, bah! The most delicious breakfast right away!"

After a flurry of clattering and knocking, the phone call was disconnected.

Lu Yuan tossed his phone aside, stretched, and sat up in bed.

Sunlight streamed through the villa's floor-to-ceiling windows, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere. Outside, the area he named "Holy Forest" was teeming with life, showing no signs of having once been another dimension.

"Xiaoya," he called out casually.

"Sir, I'm here." Xiaoya's holographic projection appeared beside the bed, still in her smart white-haired secretary form.

"How long have I been asleep? Is there anything fun to do outside?" Lu Yuan asked, yawning.

"You slept for 26 hours and 38 minutes. During this time, three events occurred that you should pay attention to." Xiaoya spoke calmly, without revealing any emotion.

"First, the 'energy rebound' barrier you set up on Earth successfully destroyed a probing attack by the Abyss Lord Mephisto. Currently, all surviving factions on Earth have completely given up resistance and acknowledged your status as a 'god'."

"Secondly, Mr. Wang Hao successfully utilized your residual energy information to comprehend a unique life skill, and based on this, created an economic system centered on 'recycling sacred objects,' which is currently operating well and has greatly stimulated the production enthusiasm of the 'Ark' residents."

"Third, the representatives of major global powers, led by the China Dragon Shield Bureau and including the North American 'Beacon' and the Russian 'Red Bear', arrived in the Gaia plane eighteen hours ago and are waiting for your meeting outside the villa area."

Lu Yuan listened to the report without showing any expression.

The so-called "divine status" is nothing but wishful thinking on the part of mortals.

The so-called "economic system" is essentially just Fatty Wang leading a group of people to collect garbage.

As for those global representatives...

Lu Yuan felt a bit annoyed. A group of people had come over, and it was bound to be some trivial matter that would definitely ruin his breakfast.

Sure enough, if you want to be a salted fish, you'll always encounter all sorts of obstacles.

Just then, there was a knock on the villa door.

Fatty Wang pushed a pure gold food cart studded with gemstones, like a fanatical believer, and carefully walked in step by step. Behind him were two players, carrying ivory chopsticks and white jade bowls.

This spectacle is even more extravagant than the meals of ancient emperors.

"Brother Yuan!" Fatty Wang trembled with excitement upon seeing Lu Yuan. "This is my 'Divine Grace Breakfast,' meticulously prepared for you using the freshest ingredients and incorporating the ultimate transformation techniques of gastronomy!"

He lifted a lid, revealing a bowl of ordinary white porridge, with a few faintly glowing, diamond-like crystals beside it.

"This is a 'culinary crystal' that I transformed from 100 kilograms of A-grade monster meat. The energy it contains is enough to instantly restore a level 50 player's stats!" Fatty Wang proudly introduced.

Lu Yuan glanced at it and thought, "Isn't this just a candy?"

"Alright, alright, just put it here." He waved his hand impatiently.

"Yes!" Fatty Wang respectfully set out the breakfast, then pulled a box from his pocket as if presenting a treasure. "Brother Yuan, this is the 'sacred object' I just received this morning. Would you like to take a look?"

Inside the box was a bamboo skewer that Lu Yuan had casually thrown away while eating barbecue yesterday.

Lu Yuan's eye twitched; he simply couldn't understand these people's thought processes.

Just as he was about to pick up his chopsticks, Xiaoya's voice rang out again.

"Sir, Mr. Qin Shiyue requests an audience. He says that the future of the world awaits your guidance."

Lu Yuan sighed.

"Let them in, and finish this quickly."

A moment later, Qin Shiyue led a group of foreigners in, each with a different expression but all with the same awe and tension in their eyes.

Leading the group was a tall, burly Russian man with a full beard, and a blonde, blue-eyed, intelligent woman wearing high-tech glasses, who was frantically analyzing all the data in the room.

It was General Ivanov of the Russian "Red Bear" and Serafina Vince, the chief analyst of the American "Lighthouse" program.

As soon as they entered, their eyes were fixed on Lu Yuan.

More accurately, they were focused on the ordinary bowl of white porridge in front of Lu Yuan and the dazzling golden food truck.

"The gods... truly live a simple yet luxurious life that we can't even imagine..." Data streams flashed wildly across Serafina's glasses as her brain began to build an analytical model for this contradictory behavior.

"Greetings, Administrator!" Qin Shiyue bowed first, his posture extremely humble.

Others followed suit, their movements precise, as if they had practiced countless times.

"What is it? Speak quickly." Lu Yuan looked at his bowl of porridge, which was almost cold, and said in a very unpleasant tone.

Qin Shiyue's heart skipped a beat, thinking that his arrival had disturbed the gods' meal and displeased them. He quickly said, "Sir, we have come on behalf of all humanity to implore you to establish order for a new era!"

Ivanov stepped forward, took an exquisite box from his subordinate, and opened it, instantly releasing a rich aroma of wine.

"My dear administrator, this is a vodka that our Russians have treasured for three hundred years, a vodka reserved for the Tsars. It's just a small token of our appreciation, please enjoy it."

Serafina adjusted her glasses, her voice trembling slightly: "Sir, according to our analysis, you possess the power to reshape the world. We implore you to establish a unified global alliance under your leadership, guiding us into the future."

They spoke one after another, their words earnest and their eyes fervent, presenting Lu Yuan with all sorts of grand plans and supreme power.

Lu Yuan felt a headache coming on as he listened to their words.

He had absolutely no interest in any global alliance or new era order.

These people are too noisy.

"stop."

Lu Yuan raised his hand, and with a single word, the entire villa fell silent instantly.

He looked at these powerful figures who had once held sway in the old days, with an expression they couldn't comprehend—as if they were looking at a bunch of troublesome children—and said:

"You can figure it out yourselves, don't bother me."

After saying that, he ignored the crowd who were frozen in place and turned to Fatty Wang, shouting:

"Fatty, where are the chopsticks?"

One sentence struck Qin Shiyue and the others like a thunderbolt.

Their brains went blank instantly.

You want to discuss and handle this yourselves? Don't bother me.

What does this mean?

After a brief silence, an unprecedented light suddenly burst forth in Qin Shiyue's eyes!

He got it!

Sir, this is a test for them!

Gods don't need a bunch of puppets who only know how to obey orders. What they need are "agents" who can proactively manage the world and share their burdens under the rules he sets!

"Don't bother me" isn't disdain, it's delegation! It's trust! It's a deeper expectation!

Having figured this out, Qin Shiyue trembled with excitement.

Ivanov and Serafina exchanged a glance, and saw a sudden realization in each other's eyes.

This Eastern deity's vision and scope have exceeded their imagination.

"We...understand!" Qin Shiyue bowed deeply again. "We will never let you down, sir!"

After he finished speaking, he led a group of excited representatives from various countries, who seemed to have received a divine decree, and respectfully withdrew.

Silence finally returned to the villa.

Lu Yuan took the chopsticks from Fatty Wang and looked at the white porridge and "sugar cubes" on the table. Finally, he could eat breakfast in peace.