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

Chapter 64 The whole world has become my workers!

In the Gaia plane, there was a seaside villa that Lu Yuan named "Lazy Man No. 1".

Sunshine, beaches, and ice-cold cola.

Lu Yuan lay sprawled on the beach chair, wearing large sunglasses and with a straw in his mouth, watching the huge holographic screen projected in front of him by Xiao Ya with a relaxed expression.

The screen was divided into hundreds of small windows, each of which was staging an epic apocalyptic saga.

In the upper left window, the USS Independence Day, part of the US "Lighthouse" project, was slowly taking off. On the deck, rows of soldiers in high-tech exoskeleton armor were conducting final equipment checks. Their target was a spatial anomaly located in the Bermuda Triangle, a mission codenamed "Search for the Tears of Poseidon." Even the usually composed face of lead analyst Serafina Vince was now etched with a complex mix of fervor and anxiety.

At the window next door, the Russian "Red Bear" troops take a much more direct approach. General Ivanov personally leads his elite squad of heavily armed men aboard a massive icebreaker, heading towards the heart of the Arctic ice cap. Their mission is to find the "eternal ice core sealed by eternal ice." In the footage, Ivanov pours a bottle of vodka onto an axe blade, flashing a bloodthirsty smile at the camera.

The Knights Templar in Europe have organized a joint expedition of ascetics and paladins, which is heading towards the ancient crypt beneath the Vatican in an attempt to find the legendary Last Prayer of the Saints.

In China, apart from the "East China Sea Fleet" that had already set sail, all the other player guilds and survivor factions, large and small, were also acting like madmen.

—A group of people went to the uninhabited area of ​​Shennongjia to search for the "Wild Man King's Axe".

—Someone set sail in a simple fishing boat, trying to find the [song of the mermaid] in the nearshore waters.

—There were even a few players who focused on crafting who took on a hilarious F-rank quest, the objective of which was to find the Goblin King's first tooth in the sewers of the new city of "Ark".

The whole world was completely ignited by this "list of heritages".

Countless people, drawn by the elusive yet alluring rewards of those missions, have flocked to those unknown lands once considered forbidden zones for life.

Every minute, the Global Security Council's emergency communications channel is filled with distress signals from expeditions, as well as cheers for the successful completion of low-level tasks.

This is a global frenzy, but also a high-stakes gamble with lives at stake.

Meanwhile, the bookmaker in this high-stakes gamble was feeling a little annoyed because the ice in the cola was melting too quickly.

"Xiaoya, get another drink, all iced," Lu Yuan ordered lazily.

"Yes, sir."

A robot dressed as a maid walked out of the villa, holding a freshly made Coke, and respectfully placed it next to Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan took a satisfied sip, looked at the busy figures on the screen, and exclaimed, "They're so energetic!"

Just then, Su Muqiu, dressed in a well-fitting business suit, walked over quickly, carrying a tablet computer.

Even on the beach, she maintained an impeccable, elite demeanor, completely out of place with the relaxed atmosphere around her.

"Mr. Lu," Su Muqiu said, his voice tinged with barely concealed amazement, "just now, the backend data from 'Order' showed that the global resource mobilization rate and personnel organization rate have increased by 700% compared to the initial stage of 'Chapter of Genesis'."

She swiped the tablet: "To complete these tasks you issued, almost every major global power has pulled out all the stops. The 'Ark's' contribution point exchange center, in just half a day, has exchanged enough equipment and supplies to arm three full-strength divisions. Our newly established industrial system is now operating at full capacity."

Su Muqiu adjusted his glasses, looked at Lu Yuan with a complicated expression.

"I can't understand—you just issued some tasks, didn't even take any enforcement action, so why—why are they going crazy?"

"They're not working for me," Lu Yuan said, taking off his sunglasses with a matter-of-fact expression. "They're working for themselves."

He pointed to the glittering gold mission rewards on the screen.

"I just drew a pie in the sky, a pie that they all longed for and believed they could get as long as they worked hard. Whether they eat the pie or choke to death in the process of chasing it is their own business."

"That's a calculated strategy," Lu Yuan summarized calmly. "It lays out in the open the interests that no one can refuse, letting them make their own choices. And they will always choose the path that seems to be most advantageous to them."

Su Muqiu fell silent.

Looking at the man before her, she understood for the first time the absolute control that the title "administrator" represented—a control that viewed all living beings as pawns and the world as a chessboard.

This is no longer a conspiracy or a calculated move; it's a blatant act of dimensional reduction.

"I understand." Su Muqiu took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in his heart. "I will have the logistics department fully cooperate to ensure that there will be no problems with the supply of materials."

Just as she was about to turn and leave, a loud, boisterous voice came from afar.

"Brother Yuan! Brother Yuan! Dinner's ready!"

Fatty Wang was wearing beach shorts, shirtless, and carrying a huge tray filled with freshly grilled, sizzling meat from the "Deep Sea Lobster Monster".

He slammed the tray down on the table, picked up a huge shrimp leg, and mumbled as he gnawed on it, "Brother Yuan, I just watched a bit of the live stream, and you're really ripping me off!"

"Look at this, look at this!" Fatty Wang pointed at the screen, his mouth full of grease, and complained, "You're lying here drinking Coke, and billions of people around the world are risking their lives for you. If this were the old society, you'd be the biggest ruthless boss, a universally recognized black-hearted tycoon!"

"What do you mean by risking their lives for me?" Lu Yuan glanced at him. "I'm promoting the progress of civilization, giving them the opportunity to realize their self-worth, understand? You need to broaden your perspective."

"Come on!" Fatty Wang rolled his eyes. "I just heard that Xiao Xue from 'Sword of Oracles' lost all the savings her guild had just accumulated to snatch an A-rank quest. Now she's crying and begging you for a refund."

"Oh," Lu Yuan replied nonchalantly, picked up a piece of roasted meat and tasted it. "It tastes good. But the heat could be a little off. Remember to use dragon flame next time, it will heat more evenly."

Seeing Lu Yuan's stubborn and unyielding attitude, Fatty Wang completely lost his temper.

He could only channel his grief and anger into his appetite, grabbing another shrimp leg and gnawing on it fiercely.

Lu Yuan ignored his complaints and turned his attention back to the screen.

He scanned through hundreds of windows, and finally zoomed in on one of the images.

The image shows the flagship command center of the Chinese "East China Sea Fleet".

Qin Shiyue stared intently at the real-time data transmitted back by the deep-sea submersible.

"Depth 9800 meters ——————"

"Water pressure 980 standard atmospheres —"

"Energy detector not responding —"

"Life detector not responding —"

In one corner of the image is a view captured by the external camera of the deep-sea submersible "Striver".

—Pitch black.

—Absolute, pitch blackness, devoid of any light.

—Only the submersible's own searchlight illuminated a very limited area in the endless darkness.

Countless strange, unidentified deep-sea creature carcasses drifted down from above like snowflakes, seemingly foreshadowing the deathly stillness of the place.

As Lu Yuan watched this scene, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a hint of anticipation.

"This is finally starting to get interesting."

He instructed the air, "Xiaoya, keep a close eye on this channel. Call me immediately if anything happens."

"Yes, sir."

The moment Lu Yuan gave the order, a piercing alarm suddenly sounded in the command cabin of the deep-sea submersible!

"Warning! Warning! Sonar has detected an unusually large shadow!"

"Located directly below us, 3,000 meters away!"

"Rising at high speed!"

In the footage, on the radar screen representing sonar detection, a giant red dot hundreds of times larger than the "Striver" is rushing up from the deeper abyss at a speed defying the laws of physics!

In the endless darkness, it seemed as if some ancient being, which had slumbered for billions of years, had been awakened by these uninvited guests.