The end of the world is approaching, I'm handing myself over to the country.

This is......

For a moment, Mo Fang's mind went blank.

He naturally recognized these things.

The red one is a basic life potion, the most basic recovery item in the Wasteland Era store.

The gilded gold... is a basic gene serum!

A rare item that can greatly enhance one's physical strength!

The gift the store manager mentioned!

This is the gift the store manager was talking about!

Mo Fang's heart pounded wildly, an indescribable surge of ecstasy and trembling shooting from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

He was not shocked by the value of these medicines.

Although a basic gene serum costs as much as 2000 million in the game.

But for him, it wasn't to the point of losing his composure.

What shocked him was...

Why are these things here?!

It appeared in the real world!

An utterly absurd idea began to frantically grow in his mind.

He reached out with trembling hands, carefully, as if handling some priceless treasure, and picked up one of the test tubes containing red liquid.

The cool, hard sensation came clearly from my fingertips.

This is not an illusion!

This is the actual product!

"No wonder...no wonder even Elder Qian, one of the Five Elders, is so obsessed with 'Wasteland Era'..."

Even those kinds of people make it to the trending topics every day because of "Wasteland Era," and they don't even care.

So that's how it is...

Mo Fang muttered to himself absentmindedly.

When he heard that Qian Xuesen also played Wasteland Era, he couldn't quite understand it.

Now, he understands everything.

It turns out that things from Wasteland can really be brought back to the real world!

At that moment, Mo Fang felt a surge of electricity coursing through his body, and goosebumps rose all over his skin.

He was incredibly grateful for the decision he had just made.

His greatest opportunity lies in taking the lead and staying ahead at every step!

......

Wasteland Era.

The place where Mo Fang just committed suicide.

In the air, a blurry outline appeared out of nowhere, then became real.

It was an extremely tall figure, its entire body composed of bones as smooth and lustrous as white jade.

Countless dark gold mysterious runes were engraved on the bones, shimmering with a faint light.

He wore a tattered scholar's robe that was no longer recognizable, and two pale blue soul flames burned in his empty eye sockets, so calm that they were devoid of any warmth.

The Wisdom of the Dead - Ainz Ooal Gown.

He just stood there quietly, and even the wind around him seemed to stand still.

He didn't look at the surrounding ruins, but went straight to the corpse that was already stiffening not far away, which was the shell left behind by Mo Fang.

Ainz Ooal Gown stretched out his jade-like palm, his five fingers spread, and gently grabbed the corpse.

The corpse on the ground floated up without warning and flew into his palm.

He didn't even glance at it, casually shaking the hand holding the corpse.

The flesh and skin on the corpse were peeled off and vanished in an instant, turning into the smallest particles and returning to nothingness.

In less than a second, a complete, translucent white skeleton appeared in his hands.

The skeleton fell from his hands, its knees bent, and it knelt before him with utmost respect.

"Owner."

Dry, viscous thoughts, born from the friction of bones, echoed in the air.

The Bone King lowered his head slightly, and the azure soul flame in his eye sockets flickered, as if he were examining this newly created work.

He spoke slowly, in an almost casual tone.

"Tell me, what interesting things have happened recently?"

Without any pause for thought, the newly formed skeleton immediately transmitted the information.

"We just received a server-wide announcement that the system has released a new event task."

"The mission objective is to explore all unknown areas nearby, with the reward being Source Crystals."

The skeleton paused for a moment, seemingly organizing its own judgment.

"My guess is that the owner of the general store is looking for something specific, or rather... looking for someone."

"Oh?"

The soul fire of the Bone Order suddenly blazed, a joy born from the discovery of something new and exciting.

"interesting."

"This guy is definitely smart."

"And things seem to be getting more and more interesting; there's never a moment to rest."

There was a hint of amusement in his words.

Snapped!

Ainz Ooal Gown raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

The white skeleton kneeling before him shuddered violently.

The next second, starting from the skull, it shattered inch by inch, turning into dust that filled the sky.

The ashes did not scatter; instead, drawn by an invisible force, they spiraled upwards and eventually dissipated completely, vanishing into nothingness.

It was as if it had never existed.

After doing all this, Ainz Ooal Gown simply withdrew his hand and tucked it into the sleeve of his tattered robe.

To him, it was just a piece of used paper to be thrown away.

The azure soul flame regained its timeless calm.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the hazy horizon in the distance, the direction of the unknown region.

The wind has begun to flow again.

The wind blew, making his tattered robe flutter.

"Lin Mo..."

He murmured softly, his thoughts drifting across the desolate landscape.

"The end-of-month assessment is coming up soon, are you sure you'll have enough time...?"

......

the next day.

It was already broad daylight.

The blazing sun hung high in the sky, baking the entire wasteland until it was scorching hot.

Zhou Jian walked out of the rune tower.

Last night, after seeing Lin Mo, he did not choose to log off and rest.

He figured that since he was already here, he had to see what this so-called rune tower was all about.

Once inside, I've been staying ever since.

Longer than anyone else.

He stood at the foot of the tower, tilting his head slightly upwards, the intense sunlight causing him to squint unconsciously.

Despite not sleeping all night, I felt no fatigue, but rather a strange clarity.

At this moment, Zhou Jian's eyes held a hint of confusion that he himself was unaware of.

This is not a weak confusion, but a beast that has entered a completely unfamiliar jungle, scrutinizing and bewildering all the rules around it.

He slowly opened his right hand.

It was a large hand covered in calluses, with the tiger's mouth and knuckles worn rough.

This hand can disassemble a gun in a second, and snap an enemy's neck in the next.

But now, something he didn't understand had appeared on that killing hand.

A wisp of grayish-white mist, as thin as a strand of hair, was quietly coiling around his index finger.

It was quiet, without temperature, without mass, and its presence was so faint as to be almost imperceptible.

If Zhou Jian hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have been able to sense its presence.

Zhou Jian stared at the wisp of mist.

"What is this? Why do others get rune powers like fire and lightning, but mine is just a single strand of hair?"

"Could this be a hidden edition?"

Zhou Jian felt a faint sense of anticipation, and a thought crossed his mind.

"go."

The wisp of grayish-white mist clinging to his fingertips seemed to be carried by the wind, drifting slowly.

Three meters away.

There was a piece of concrete about the size of a fist.

The mist, like an invisible thread, gently swept through the fragments.

It was as if nothing had happened.

There was no sound, no light effects, and not even a trace of energy fluctuation.

A gentle breeze was blowing.

The piece of concrete split open silently from the middle, the cut so smooth it could be used as a mirror.