Survival for all, my island is the last pure land on earth.

The giant ship gradually approached and stopped less than ten meters from the island.

A solemn voice came from the giant ship: "Players need to submit one thousand points to board Noah's Ark to return to the deserted island."

One thousand points?

Gasps of surprise erupted from the crowd, and many players' expressions changed drastically.

In the rules of the maze game, killing an A-level mutated beast only earns five points, but their combat power has reached a terrifying twenty points, which is the ceiling value that ordinary players can fight.

One thousand points are needed to kill two hundred A-level mutated beasts.

This is an astronomical figure for many players.

A man in the crowd was overjoyed and waved at the giant ship, shouting, "I have it! I have a thousand points! Let me on board!"

He pushed through the crowd and walked toward the giant ship.

Jin Xiaoman opened her personal panel and sent a message to the newly created group chat. At the same time, she said to her mother, "Tell the players in the 888 section that you can contact not to board the ship yet."

"it is good."

The news spread quickly. After reading Jin Xiaoman's message, a girl took a few steps forward and grabbed the man's arm: "Don't get on the boat yet, let's see what's going on."

The man impatiently shook off the girl's arm: "Screw you! You're just waiting to die if you don't have a thousand points yourself, don't block other people's path to survival, okay?"

The girl took two steps back: "Then you go."

The man seemed surprised that the girl had given up trying to dissuade him so quickly. His expression was somewhat unexpected, and his lips moved slightly as he said, "You're smart enough to know what's good for you."

He nimbly weaved through the crowd, his eyes fixed on the giant ships on the sea. He was overjoyed; once he submitted a thousand points, he could leave this damned dungeon game and return to his safe house.

He'll definitely have a big feast then, followed by a long, deep sleep.

*Pfft—*

The sound of a knife piercing flesh rang in his ears. He felt a chill in his chest and looked down in disbelief to find a gleaming dagger there.

He turned his head, blood spilling from his mouth, stared wide-eyed at the bald man behind him, and collapsed unwillingly.

"Hahaha, 670 points, I'm rich..."

Before the bald man could finish speaking, two men tackled him to the ground, one of whom received 700 points.

He stood up and laughed loudly: "I..."

A bullet pierced his head and embedded itself in the tree trunk.

Jin Xiaoman put away her sniper rifle and looked around: "First, as I said, don't board the ship for now."

"Secondly, don't fight among yourselves. If you don't listen, you'll be the first to die."

Sfilo sat on the throne, legs crossed, her dress flowing naturally to the ground, exuding an air of holiness and elegance.

When she saw the players on the island starting to panic over points, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, but after seeing what Jin Xiaoman had done, her face darkened.

From the crowd, someone shouted, "Brothers, ignore her, she just doesn't want us..."

Another gunshot rang out. The old woman, with her three-hundred-ton punch, coldly stared at the fallen man: "Can't you understand human language?"

The Silver Moon player from the 555 division immediately responded to the group's message: "Those from the 555 division, if you don't want to be dead even after returning to your division, you'd better behave yourselves."

"Partition 454, quiet."

"You, you guys are just relying on your own strength..."

"Why can't we kill...?"

"I don't care, I'm going to get a thousand points, you..."

After dozens of gunshots rang out, Jin Xiaoman asked, "Does anyone else have anything to say?"

"If not, then listen to me."

"Since a giant ship has come to pick us up and take us back to the desert island survival game, it means that this is indeed the gateway to life."

"Since it's a gate of life, there's no reason for it to shut out most people. What you can do now is either find another way to board the ship, or sit quietly and wait for others to discover another way to board."

After a brief moment of deliberation, the players in the group agreed with Jin Xiaoman's statement and all stood up to violently suppress the restless players nearby.

No strong player in any division wants their division's personnel to suffer too many casualties; they understand the principle of "the wool comes from the sheep's back" better than anyone.

Under the coordination of "Old Lady's Punch of 300 Tons", the strong players of each division marked out a piece of land and called for the players of their respective divisions to gather over.

As the crowd moved about, every now and then a few people would exchange glances. After confirming that they really couldn't incite the players to riot, they could only give up and wait for God's next instructions.

For a time, although the island was still shaking, the players' panic inexplicably disappeared by more than half.

In their respective zones, many powerful individuals chose to offer food to appease everyone's emotions at this time.

Unlike the somewhat uneasy atmosphere in other sections, the team in section 888 seemed to have raised one lark after another. They all stared at the girl standing on the high place with bright eyes, full of admiration.

"Is that the wealthy tycoon? He looks quite young."

"Wow, that's so cool! How is her aim so accurate?"

"I'm going to faint, I'm going to faint from happiness."

"I'm a little regretful. I voted for number 2775 in the previous vote for the regional sanctioner. This time, after the revote, I'm definitely going to vote for the big boss Manman."

My punch is worth 300 tons, so there's no need for any appeasement measures. I just need to have Jin Xiaoman stand there with a gun.

Jin Xiaoman was still angry at Sfilo's despicable methods, but now she was unusually embarrassed. She felt like she didn't know where to put her hands and feet, especially when faced with one compliment after another. Her ears turned as red as Eloun's umbrella.

The old lady, using a light cough to cover her laughter, tossed some snacks into the group to distract the little larks and make Jin Xiaoman relax a little.

Seeing that the riot on the island was nipped in the bud by Jin Xiaoman, Sfilo slowly got up and appeared in front of the players.

A dazzling light suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, and the surrounding air seemed to tremble slightly.

At the center of the light, the woman's figure slowly appeared.

Behind her, a huge golden halo slowly unfolded, with golden light flowing within it.

She opened her lips and said, "I am Sphyr, the goddess of peace."

god?

The players looked at each other in bewilderment. Weren't they in a game world? There were gods here?

Someone asked, "Is God's code above our level?"

"Is she an NPC?"

"Between her and Jesus, who is more powerful?"

The anticipated scene of everyone kneeling in worship did not occur. Players simply stared blankly at the beauty in the sky, exclaiming, "Her character model is so beautiful, it must have been incredibly expensive!"

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