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

the other side.

I just finished controlling an elite-level spider monster.

Wang Banxian's back was pressed against the cold wall.

His chest heaved violently.

Sweat seeped from his forehead, trickled down his cheeks, and dripped onto his collar.

The alloy sword in his right hand was pointing diagonally at the ground.

The green liquid on the tip of the knife slid down the blood groove and pooled on the cement floor.

Three meters away, the corpse of a black-spotted spider was still twitching.

Its feet scraped across the ground, making a harsh, grating sound.

Wang Banxian raised his left hand, his fingertips tracing across the tip of his wrist.

The screen showed that the number of viewers in the live stream was 342 million.

On the small screen, the bullet comments scrolled extremely fast, with the text overlapping.

[Half-Immortal, your stamina is terrible! You're panting like this after killing just a tiny spider?]

[Exactly, look at Old P next door, he just swept through the enemy ranks with a single blow, slicing off three of them.]

Forget about Old P, go watch Mo Fang's livestream. That polar wolf is at the very front of the battlefield, killing monsters like mowing grass. Many monsters haven't even reached the shore before they're wiped out.

[Comparisons are fine, but please don't bring up Mo Fang, okay? Although we both started as streamers, Mo Fang has long since surpassed them all.]

[Mo Fang taught me a lesson: knowledge may not necessarily change your destiny, but money certainly can!]

[Wang Banxian, are you even capable? Your ranking has dropped to ninth, even that little loli Su Xiaotu is higher than you.]

Wang Banxian spat at the drone camera to the side.

"Su Xiaotu relies on her pet, while I'm doing this entirely by myself."

"And what I killed was an elite-level monster!"

He leaned against the wall to straighten his body, the weight of the alloy battle sword pressing down on his palm.

Although the live stream was gaining popularity, he didn't look happy.

Douyin's limited-time event not only offers high cash rewards, but more importantly, it features a real-time updated kill leaderboard.

For these top livestreamers, in any profession, traffic is king.

Wang Banxian glanced at the ranking data.

First place: Mo Fang, kill points: too many to count.

Second place: Old P, kill points: 92.

Third place: Zi Ran, kill points: 88.

......

Ninth place: Wang Banxian, kill points: 34.

The gap is widening.

[I'm just curious, Mr. Wang, you're not short of money to buy a pet, are you? Why are you being so stubborn? Is it so hard to admit you're wrong?]

[Even if his flesh is stewed until it's mushy, his mouth is still hard.]

[The neighbor's fairytale pet, though only a seventh-rank, could easily take down these servant-level spiders one by one.]

"No, only rank seven? Dude, how can you say something so cold? What do you mean 'only rank seven'? How many people have pets of rank seven or higher these days?"

Even a servant-level pet would be fine; I can train it myself slowly, at least there's something to look forward to. I feel like I really can't survive without a pet these days. Half-Immortal, you're basically just a deliveryman.

Now I've seen what a negative example truly is.

Wang Banxian gritted his teeth.

His fingers rubbed against the handle of the knife. The skin on his palms felt the rough texture of the anti-slip pattern.

"pet?"

He gave a cold snort at the camera.

"Relying on external forces is all meaningless; one must be strong oneself to succeed. Only when one's own strength is improved can one truly achieve anything."

He has more faith in his own abilities than in his pets.

Wang Banxian clenched his fist.

Just wait. Once I've saved up enough points to exchange for intermediate-level gene potions, I'll let everyone who looks down on me know what I'm made of.

What does it mean to "never underestimate a young person's potential"?

He wasn't as rich as Mo Fang, and he didn't get his parents' support at first.

Exchanging for intermediate-level gene potions requires ten times the amount of spending points, and he really doesn't have that many source crystals.

Put your thoughts aside.

Wang Banxian strode forward, his leather boots crunching on the broken glass shards with a soft cracking sound.

There is a chain pharmacy ahead.

The automatic sensor door was half broken and hung precariously on the door frame.

The pharmacy was dimly lit. Shelves had collapsed, and white medicine boxes were scattered all over the floor.

Wang Banxian slowed his pace.

He could smell not only the medicine in the air, but also a strong stench of decay.

This is the smell of the acid secreted by the mutated spider.

The drone hovered half a meter above his head.

The camera remained fixed on his face.

[This pharmacy definitely has it, be careful, fortune teller, don't get burned.]

I just saw a red spider go inside; was that an elite monster?

Stop talking, or the fortune teller will get excited.

[An elite monster only costs five points, which is five times more than a servant-level monster, but it's much more difficult. Yet he specifically targets elite monsters; Wang Banxian is incredibly stubborn.]

Wang Banxian remained silent.

If he were to kill servant-level monsters like everyone else, he would have no advantage whatsoever.

Others have pets, but he doesn't. Only by challenging the elite level can he continuously gain traffic.

Despite the enthusiastic comments from the viewers, the live stream's popularity is undeniable.

Leaving aside Mo Fang, who is number one, he is number one!

When Wang Banxian entered the pharmacy, the floor beneath his feet felt sticky.

That's spider slime.

He stopped behind the first row of shelves, peeked out slightly, and looked behind him.

There was nothing there; it was completely empty.

Sudden.

A slight clicking sound came from the ceiling.

That was the sound of arthropods crawling on metal pipes.

Wang Banxian lowered his center of gravity and took out a stun grenade from the pocket at his waist with his left hand.

He used his teeth to open the safety pin.

He rolled the stun grenade down the floor into the depths of the pharmacy.

Three seconds later.

A bright white light exploded at the far end of the pharmacy, followed by a deafening roar.

"hiss--!"

Several mournful cries rang out from above the pharmacy.

Three dark figures fell from the ceiling ventilation ducts.

They rolled on the ground, their eight long legs swinging wildly.

Wang Bansian made a move.

He pushed off with both legs. His boots cracked the floor tiles.

He rushed to the nearest spider.

The alloy battle blade was thrust out diagonally from bottom to top.

The blade sliced ​​open the spider's soft abdomen, and green fluid splattered onto the nearby shelf, making a hissing, corrosive sound.

Wang Banxian did not linger.

He turned around smoothly, and using the momentum of the rotation, he slashed horizontally with his battle blade.

The second spider's head was neatly severed, and its head, covered with compound eyes, rolled to the ground and crashed into a medicine jar.

Holy crap, that was awesome!

[Two kills in two seconds, I have to say, Wang Banxian is quite something.]

Don't let your guard down, the third one has risen!

The last spider was slightly larger.

It has recovered from the vertigo.

The monster opened its claws and spat out a mouthful of white spider silk at Wang Banxian.

Wang Banxian leaned to the left.

The spider silk brushed past his shoulder and stuck to the wall behind him.

He braced himself with one hand on the ground, and his legs wrapped around one of the spider's hind legs like scissors.

With a forceful twist, a crisp sound of bone cracking rang out.

The spider lost its balance and its body tilted to one side.

Wang Banxian flipped himself up and jumped onto the spider's back.

Hold the knife handle with both hands.

The blade was pointed downwards, aimed at the gap in the spider's carapace.

He pressed down with his entire body weight.

The alloy battle blade pierced in.

The spider's body trembled violently a few times before going completely limp.

Wang Banxian drew his sword, and the force of the impact made his hand ache.

He wiped the sticky residue off the blade onto his clothes.

Points earned.

He raised an eyebrow at the camera.

"Just you wait and see how I pull off a comeback and overtake everyone halfway through!"