Everyone's playing hide-and-seek: This crazy beauty has maxed-out third eyes.

In the Dragon Kingdom's live stream room, the barrage of comments can no longer be described as "crazy".

Momo: Aa ...

A descendant of the Zuan people: Where do these supermarket items end up in containers? It's so hard to guess! An Shen, are you here to fleece the game?!

An Shen's little fan: An Shen already said that her country should prepare to receive the supplies. Where else can they go? They're home!

Never eaten vegetables before: Vegetables!! Fresh vegetables!! I cried, I really cried!

Never eaten meat before: So much meat! All kinds of meat! Waaaaah...

Another day has passed: Upstairs, people are fighting tooth and nail with the cat for a treasure chest, while in the shadows, An Shen and the others are moving food. What a bunch of wool-gathering masters!

Never tasted fruit before: I suggest everyone go and monitor the live streams in various countries, and let me know if anyone is copying your homework.

The nutrient solution tastes awful: I've already been watching the live stream from the Canadian side, and they don't know it yet, hehe.

Koi Fish: My little one has carried a fruit bigger than herself six times already, well done!

A student with students all over the world: Your PE teacher said your daughter's physical fitness is terrible, show him this.

momo: I'm dying of laughter, upstairs. This isn't just poor physical fitness, it's an adrenaline rush!

A native of Zu'an: It's Chinese New Year! It's Chinese New Year! Saying goodbye to the old year and welcoming the new...

Go China! Wait a minute, I suddenly thought of something: what if the game finds out? What if those ten cats come down...?

As the comments scrolled by, there was a two-second silence under the last comment, then the barrage resumed; nobody seemed to care about the question.

Move it first.

We'll move one bag at a time.

While Lin Sui'an and his four companions were frantically moving supplies, the looting upstairs continued.

On the south side of the first floor, behind the cashier of a toy store.

Alex crouched under the counter, his right hand pressed against his ear, his left hand pressing down on the golden treasure chest he had just snatched, his chest heaving violently.

The voice of the US command center came through the communicator, speaking very quickly.

"Alex, the Dragon Kingdom players have found a supermarket on the basement level."

Alex's breathing was uneven as he listened intently.

"The four countries they allied with are throwing supermarket supplies into a kind of container. Our think tank has analyzed it and found that those containers are very likely connected to the real world. Once the supplies are put into them, they will materialize."

Alex lifted his hand from the treasure chest: "No! How is that possible?"

His voice was low, but the ending twanged: "Can things in the game be sent directly back to reality?"

Without hesitation, the person on the other end of the communication channel said, "We monitored the live streams of the four countries: Dragon Kingdom, Southern Sai Kingdom, Bear Kingdom, and White Kingdom. They were all throwing things into that container, but they disappeared as soon as they were thrown in. Moreover, before this, the Dragon Kingdom players had their command center notify Southern Sai and other countries to prepare to receive the supplies."

Alex leaned back against the counter, his head tilted back, his thoughts somewhat jumbled.

"Listen! The basement level is located near the fire wall not far from the mall entrance. There's a staircase leading down to the basement level. After going down, you'll find the supermarket. At the very back of the supermarket, there's an iron door, and behind that door are the containers."

You absolutely must go.

"Seize supplies at all costs."

"beep--"

When the communication time was up and the signal was cut off, Alex remained motionless, still pressing his ear.

The shopping mall outside was still in chaos. The glowing spots from the treasure chests were scattered all over the ground. People were running, people were shouting, and the meows of cats could be heard from afar.

He glanced down at the golden treasure chest on his lap, which was still unopened. He placed his fingers on the edge of the chest, flipped open the lid, and steam billowed out.

A pizza.

The cheese was stretchy, and the aroma of tomato sauce filled his nostrils. It was topped with green peppers, mushrooms, and bacon, and it was still piping hot, like it had just come out of the oven.

Alex stared at the pizza for three seconds.

"..."

He closed the lid of the treasure chest.

Footsteps came from the shop's main entrance, and two people crouched down and crawled in. One was short, and the other was tall and thin, both of them bearing injuries.

The short man is Tanaka, a player from Japan. His left sleeve has a tear, and there is a shallow claw mark on his arm.

The tall, thin guy is Park Jung-hoon, a player from South Korea. He has a swollen patch on his right cheek and scabs on the corner of his mouth.

The two of them each carried a treasure chest and shrank behind the counter.

"Boss, we got it." Tanaka put the treasure chest on the ground and grimaced as he touched the wound on his arm.

Park Jung-hoon didn't say anything, placed the treasure chest at his feet, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.

"Open the box." Alex wanted to see what they had.

Tanaka opened the treasure chest lid, and steam rose out again.

Sushi.

A whole row of hand-rolled sushi, salmon, tuna, sweet shrimp, the rice shaped round and plump, with wasabi and soy sauce in small dishes on the side.

Tanaka's expression froze.

Park Jung-hoon also opened his treasure chest—kimchi.

A bowl of bright red spicy kimchi, served with a small bowl of rice on the side.

The three people squatted behind the counter, looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Alex could no longer control his emotions and began to curse under his breath.

After scolding them, he opened the lid of his treasure chest to show them.

"All food?" Tanaka's face twitched. "Baka! I risked my life to run out, got slashed by some weirdo, just to steal a box of sushi?"

Park Jung-hoon gripped the rim of the kimchi bowl, his mouth opening and closing repeatedly: "Oh my god! Is this game messing with us...?"

"But are you willing to throw it away?" Alex retorted.

Tanaka shut up. He looked down at the row of sushi, swallowed hard. It had been fifteen years since he had eaten rice.

Park Jung-hoon remained silent, staring at the bowl of kimchi and tapping his fingers twice on the rim.

"Eat first." Alex tore off a piece of pizza and stuffed it into his mouth. The cheese was so hot that he hissed, but after a couple of bites he couldn't stop.

Tanaka picked up a salmon sushi, stuffed the whole thing into his mouth, and his eyes reddened.

Park Jung-hoon picked up a piece of kimchi with his chopsticks and shoveled a big mouthful of it with his rice.

The three people squatted behind the counter, eating in silence, with only the sound of chewing.

Halfway through the meal, Alex put down his pizza and told them the message on his communicator.

Tanaka put down his chopsticks, his eyes lighting up: "Yosh! There's an old saying in China: 'A wise man submits to circumstances.' We absolutely have to go get this good stuff!"

Park Jung-hoon frowned: "Go now? There are cats everywhere outside. Getting through the game safely is the most important thing. There's no need to take risks."

"I'm planning to go." Alex glanced at him.

Park Jung-hoon was silent for two seconds. The three countries had formed an alliance, with Alex as the leader. If Alex went, he would have no choice but to go as well.

Park Jung-hoon swallowed the last mouthful of rice and placed the bowl on the ground.

"Let's go." Since we can't refuse, we might as well take the initiative.

Alex and his two companions were not the only ones to receive the news.

After receiving the communication, the player from England leaned against a corner of a shoe store on the second floor, hesitated for ten seconds, and then got up.

The player from Gaul hesitated for even longer before finally choosing not to move, feeling that surviving was more important than anything else.

Without saying a word, the players from Australia headed straight for the fire wall.

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On the basement level, deep inside the supermarket, Lina's communicator rang. She pressed her ear, listened for a dozen seconds, and her expression changed.

Happy New Year.

Lin Sui'an was pouring a box of instant noodles into a container when he turned to look at her.

"Our command center says that players from at least five countries are currently heading towards the basement level."

Lina's voice tightened: "Three of them are from the United States Alliance."

Li Yu was still holding a small basket of cherry tomatoes. She paused for a moment, then continued to throw them into the container.

Lydia wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked up at Lin Sui'an.

Lin Sui'an threw the empty box on the ground: "How many minutes will it take to arrive?"

Lina asked a question, waited two seconds, and then turned to look at Lin Sui'an: "The fastest one is already on the first floor."