The horror of the Starfish Game lies in its impact on the minds of the participants. It can turn an optimistic and cheerful person into a depressed person, and then make this person have thoughts of ending his life.
Wang Ran sighed, took out a pack of tissues from his storage and handed it to Anna.
"Just wipe it."
Anna took the tissue and wiped her tears silently.
Wang Ran looked at her and fell into deep thought.
Now Anna can neither communicate with others nor leave, so her death is almost certain.
He himself does not have the ability to resist resentment and incense wishes. Once Anna falls, he can only sit on the sidelines and wait for the situation to develop.
This is actually nothing.
After all, this is just a simulation for him. He just activates [Soul Travel to Hundreds of Worlds] to learn the details and plan his actions in reality.
All he needs to do is grasp the location of each resentment group.
After returning to reality and eradicating them one by one, there is a high probability that this apocalypse will be ended.
but......
Wang Ran took a deep look at Anna.
Although this was just a simulation for him, it was a cruel reality for Anna in front of him.
"I'll help you as much as I can."
he promised.
Not only was he helping Anna, he could also verify some things, such as - what would happen if he squandered the coins unscrupulously?
He took out the VIP card of World Hub,
look around,
I happened to see a locked iron door.
It might be the repairman's clutter, or some other room, but it doesn't matter, as long as there's a door.
He walked to the door and posted the VIP card.
Colorful light suddenly overflowed from the crack in the door.
He pulled hard.
The lock on the door was broken into two pieces with a heart-wrenching twisting sound, and the colored light intersected with the milky white light of the purification circle.
Wang Ran stepped through the door.
When his body was about to sink into the door frame, he looked back at Anna and found that Anna was looking at him with red eyes, holding a soaked tissue in her hand.
...
"I heard that the third district is involved in a fierce battle!"
"yes!"
"There are hundreds of worlds where evil gods have been identified, and the number is still increasing. This war will last for at least several thousand years, and I am afraid there will be tens of thousands of evil gods participating in it!"
"horrible!"
"Tens of thousands of evil gods! Can the third area withstand it?"
“You have to resist even if you can’t resist it!”
"Where did all these evil gods come from?"
"I don't know, the association is still investigating."
"The gods in the third area are confronting the evil god. You never know when the battle between gods will break out. Then you have to run faster and don't lose your life for money!"
"..."
The Watchmen's Association is still overcrowded.
Due to the tense war, the Watcher Association continued to send troops to the third area. Even several portals were paralyzed, and a yellow sign saying "Emergency maintenance, please do not use" was hung on the door.
Wang Ran came to the Watcher Association.
"I want to issue a mission."
He slapped his VIP card on the counter and shouted loudly.
The assistant flew over upon hearing the sound.
"Hello!"
"What type of mission do you want to issue?"
"save the world?"
"Refining treasure?"
"Assistant cultivator..."
"Save the world!" Wang Ran interrupted the assistant, "If you want to take over my mission, you must be at the virtual god level at your weakest!"
People around him looked sideways.
They looked at Wang Ran curiously, wondering what kind of disaster had happened in this guy's world, and the mission threshold was so high?
It’s very expensive to ask the gods to take action!
Can this guy afford it?
The little assistant landed lightly on the counter, and it reminded: "Every god's time is precious. Asking the gods to take action requires at least 500,000 Moda coins. Do you have sufficient funds?"
"Money is not an issue." Wang Ran said calmly, "As long as it can help me solve my trouble, any amount of money is fine!"
The assistant asked: "How many gods do you want to invite?"
"How many?" Wang Ran frowned, "What did you say?"
The assistant replied: "You must invite at least one god to release a task. If the task is difficult, it is recommended that you invite two gods. This is safer..."
"Shut up!"
Wang Ran pretended to be angry and said: "Why do you think I can't afford it if others hear it?"
"Come whoever wants to come!"
"Come all!"
"No one will be refused!"
His voice echoed through the hall of the Watcher Association, and in an instant, the entire hall fell into silence.
The assistant asked doubtfully: "What do you mean?"
Wang Ran snorted coldly: "Don't you understand this? There are no restrictions on my mission. Anyone who is a god can participate, and any amount of money will be deducted from my card!"
There was a huge noise all around.
"Where does this uncle come from?"
"Too arrogant!"
"Does he have that much money?"
The assistant replied: "Please describe your task. I will determine the amount of the deposit based on the difficulty of your task. Please ensure that your description is realistic to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings and losses..."
"Too much trouble!"
Wang Ran waved his hand and interrupted the assistant again.
"Isn't it just money?"
He looked around.
Everyone was looking at him, and their eyes were full of surprise, confusion, and faint expectation—expecting the embarrassment that he would be unable to pay.
He spoke slowly.
"I'll prepay you a trillion yuan as a deposit!"
He tapped his fingers on the VIP card he had placed on the counter.
"Debit it directly from the card."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a flurry of discussion around him.
"One trillion? How dare he say that!"
"None of the Mosaic believers have that much money, right?"
"Let's all disperse!"
"Is this his first time coming to the World Hub?"
"There was a person like this a few days ago. He asked for millions, but when he checked, he didn't even have a single Mouda coin, and he even said he wanted to see Modai."
"..."
Wang Ran listened to the discussion in his ears and asked without changing his expression: "Is this okay?"
He doesn't need to explain anything because the facts will speak for him.
The assistant replied: "Okay."
Under everyone's gaze, the assistant flew to the counter and shot a cone-shaped beam at Wang Ran's VIP card.
"Start deducting the deposit!"
Everyone whispered.
"It's so funny, I want to record this scene!"
"Let's show our true colors!"
"Shhh - stop talking, just watch and have fun!"
"..."
Wang Ran sat calmly and leisurely.
The next second, everyone heard a sentence that they would never forget.
"One trillion Moda coins have been deducted from your account!"
Everyone:? ? ?
"Thanks for your trust!"
The assistant's voice reached everyone's ears.
The noisy discussion suddenly disappeared, and the entire hall suddenly became silent. Even if a pin dropped to the ground, you could hear it clearly.
Everyone looked shocked.
How can it be? !
They opened their mouths and stared directly at Wang Ran who was sitting in front of the counter.
One trillion... was the deduction successful?
OMG!
This person actually has one trillion Modai coins? !
"Is it enough? If not enough, add more!"
It was extremely quiet in the hall,
Only Wang Ran spoke.
He looked around,
No one dared to look at him.
At this moment, his eyes seemed to have an invisible sense of oppression. Wherever he glanced, people lowered their heads in fear.
These people's intestines are filled with regret.
One trillion Mouda coins!
For someone who can afford so much money, it is not difficult to kill a god.
I'll kill them all with money!
Wang Ran glanced at the person who just said he wanted to record him.
This man was like a rooster with his throat choked, his face flushed from the suffocation, and he looked like his brain was shut down.
Wang Ran withdrew his gaze.
One trillion Morgan Stanley coins is certainly enough to attract Morgan Stanley’s attention. What will happen next?
Will Morgan suddenly come and slap him to death for stealing bank cards?
Wang Ran waited silently.
Buzz!
The little assistant was shaken, and a gentle female voice came from inside: "That's more than enough, distinguished guest."
Mo Da did not arrive immediately.
Wang Ran said in surprise: "Replaced by a real person?"
"Hello, my name is Shengya. It's an honor to speak with you."
The assistant replied.
"I am the vice-president of the Watcher Association. The Watcher Association has received your deposit of one trillion Morada coins. What kind of apocalypse is your world experiencing?"
"We will develop a mission brief based on your description."
"Then issue urgent missions to all gods through the exclusive channels of the Watcher Association!"
Vice President Sheng Ya’s voice was unusually soft.
Wang Ran thought: "There is a kind of negative energy called resentment in my world. They gather together to cause supernatural disasters. I would like to ask someone to help me purify these resentments and record the location of each resentment group."
"This is a dangerous mission."
"A strong man who built a three-story altar is already trapped in it."
"But not everywhere is so dangerous."
"Also, I hope to release another branch under this task."
"The strong man who built the three-story altar was mentally cursed. He became increasingly depressed and was likely to commit suicide in the end."
"I hope someone can save her."
"Um……"
"That's about it."
As soon as he finished speaking, the assistant popped up a light screen with the mission introduction, mission requirements, and mission rewards written on it.
"Please take a look."
The voice of Vice President Shengya came from among the assistants.
Wang Ran glanced at it roughly and nodded after confirming that it was basically correct: "Just post this, I authorize you to open the world passage to my world."
"OK!"
The little assistant rotated cutely,
Wang Ran was slightly startled, wondering whether the assistant was spinning it by himself, or was it controlled by Shengya?
Ding!
A clear tone sounded in the hall.
"Urgent notice! Urgent notice!"
"The nightmare-level watch mission "Tide of Resentment" is now issued to all wardens above gods, please check your mission list!"
The nightmare level watch mission is second only to the hell level.
The Watcher Association attaches great importance to this task. After all, Wang Ran is a major client who has bet one trillion dollars, and the task itself is dangerous enough. Even the strong man who built the three-story altar is in danger of his life.
At the same time, many gods in countless worlds received the news.
"The prize pool is one trillion Mouda coins?"
"I just have some free time, let's take a look!"
"Who issued this mission?"
"A strong man on the third floor of the altar will also be in danger?"
"Seems like an interesting mission."
"Go see the world."
"Have you also received this mission? Let's go together!"
"..."
The entire world hub was disturbed by the sky-high commission mission released by Wang Ran.
One trillion Mouda coins!
If he can make a unique and outstanding contribution in this task, one person can monopolize 30%, which is 300 billion Moda coins, which is 300,000 god-level resources!
Who can be indifferent to 300,000 cultivation resources?
And because the bonus pool is large enough, even if you can't make any outstanding contributions, you can still make a small fortune by showing your face in tasks.
So the gods set out with great interest.
One by one, powerful men walked out of the dangerous training ground and opened the portal to the earth.
boom! boom! boom!
A series of powerful auras appeared in the sky above the earth.
The gods came together.
Powerful wills collided across the sky, the heaven and earth changed drastically, and doomsday-like scenes appeared everywhere on the earth.
"What happened?"
Ordinary people looked at the sky above their heads in fear.
"Hahaha! Why are you all here?"
"I haven't seen you for more than 20,000 years. I didn't expect you to still be alive."
"They are all old friends!"
"What a vast world!"
"Boundless, very suitable as an arena for gods!"
"It's rare to get together, who wants to fight with me?"
"What if I accidentally blow up this planet? Do I need to pay compensation?"
"..."
A series of consciousnesses are communicating in the sky above the earth, which seems chaotic.
"enough!"
"Don't forget what you came here to do!"
The gods of the Watcher Association spoke out.
Someone else has staked a trillion coins on the Watcher Association to issue a mission. If the god who performs the mission messes up the mission world, the brand of the Watcher Association will be ruined!
Magnificent divine power ripples across the surface of the earth.
Waves hundreds of meters high gradually sank into the sea as they advanced, the slumped peaks stood on the ground again, and the dark clouds covering the sky turned into tens of thousands of small fragments.
The sun shines on the earth again, and everything returns to peace.
"If you want to fight, fight in outer space!"
The Watcher Association had long expected that the gathering of gods would easily cause chaos.
"But once you take action."
"You will be deprived of mission qualifications!"
"Be careful with our sanctions!"
The gods of the Watcher Society issue a warning.
"Hey, I got it."
"I don't mean anything else, don't get me wrong."
"Let's do the mission first!"
"Where is the cursed altar?"
"..."
The gods were at a loss.
The Watcher Association has a strong reputation, and the gods do not want to bring trouble to the Watcher Association.
Furthermore, by using people's money to eliminate disasters for others, they are ultimately here to help the world quell disasters.
At the same time, Anna, who was in Maskowa, looked solemn.
She felt the presence of the gods.
Several of them were on par with her, and they were also strong men who built a three-story altar.
There are others who are slightly better than her, building higher altars or mastering more powerful rules.
Normally, she would definitely come forward to negotiate with these gods to ensure the safety of the earth.
but now......
She had a dark look on her face.
"How are you doing?"
Wang Ran walked out of the iron gate.
He said to Anna: "I invited some gods from the hub of the world, and they will help us bring peace to the end."
Anna was stunned for a moment.
Did Wang Ran invite these gods from the hub of the world?
She looked worried.
Although these gods can help the earth to quell the doomsday, they are just drinking poison to quench thirst.
Because the world where the earth is located is an ultra-rare world with ten levels of space!
Once discovered,
It will definitely cause an uproar in the hub of the world.
When the time comes, everyone wants to come to this world to get a piece of the pie, and the earth, as their first stop, will inevitably suffer huge damage!
It is true that the level of power in this world is very high.
It may be able to cope with the impact of the world hub, or even affect the world hub in turn.
But there are ordinary people on this earth.
She is the strongest person on earth, and she has no confidence in protecting the earth in chaos!
Wang Ran didn't know what Anna was thinking.
He said to Anna: "You inspired me. If it wasn't to save you, I wouldn't go to the hub of the world to hire someone."
This is the truth.
If he hadn't been moved by Anna's tears, he might not have gone to the World Hub to release the mission.
After all, this was just a simulation for him. If something went wrong this time, he could just do it again.
However, posting a task is a good move.
There is a high probability that he can find out the locations of all the resentment groups in this simulation, and by the way, he can also test Mo Da's reaction.
Anna was stunned.
He exposed his world just to save me?
Wang Ran smiled and said: "I don't know what happened to you, but I will definitely save you, no matter what happens to you."
Ana's eyes turned red, and she pursed her lips.
She is not usually so fragile, but after being involved in the starfish game, her emotions became a little out of control.
"Relax."
Wang Ran comforted him softly: "Haixing Game will not do anything to you."
"The time flow rate between the earth and the hub of the world is one to ten. Gods who are good at purification and lifting curses will definitely come to earth to help you within seven days. You will be fine."
Although he doesn't know what Anna's death mission is, the killing method of Starfish Game is to make the participants fall into depression and finally commit suicide.
He guessed that Anna was suffering internally and needed comfort and encouragement.
"You are a very good angel."
he said with a smile.
The light of the purification circle shone on his face, making him look extremely sincere.
Anna looked at Wang Ran blankly.
I...I'm a good angel?
Really?
"Don't think wildly these days." Wang Ran warned, "I need you very much. You are my guardian angel. I will not allow you to die in such an inexplicable place!"
He needs me?
In an instant, Anna had a strange feeling, and an emotion that she couldn't tell whether it was touching or admiring surged inside her, and finally burst out of her eyes.
She couldn't hold it any longer.
"woo woo woo woo......"
She threw herself into Wang Ran's arms and cried loudly, tears rolling down her face.
Wang Ran hugged Anna's soft body stiffly.
The physical attribute of up to 10,000 points gives him an extraordinary keen perception.
He felt that there was no clothing under Anna's white robe. Anna seemed to be...a vacuum?
He was at a loss.
What should he do at this time?
A pinch?
Wang Ran shook his head slightly to get rid of the unwanted thoughts from his mind.
But doing nothing won’t do.
Seeing Anna crying more and more sadly, what if Anna suddenly couldn't think about it and committed suicide before others came to help?
Now that the vinegar is gone, wouldn't he just make this plate of dumplings for nothing?
no!
Gotta find a way to get Anna to stop.
how should I do it?
Wang Ran didn't know what he was thinking, but he unexpectedly took out a small bowl and handed it to Anna's chin.
Tick! Tick! Tick!
Anna's tears fell into the bowl, making a crisp sound, like pearls rolling down a jade plate.
