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

"Huh? How come this name is the same as my grandfather's?"

Luo Qingcheng's voice was very soft, so soft that only she could hear it.

This unconscious murmur, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, stirred up a thousand ripples in her heart.

In Wasteland Era, unless you spend 100 Source Crystals to change your name, the default name used is the player's real name.

Same name?

possible.

Moreover, the name Yan Zhenglin carries a sense of the last century, and in the world of "Wasteland Era," where young people flock to the game, the probability of having the same name is extremely low.

The other person can be called Yan Ba, Yan Kuang, Yan Han, Yan Zhi, or Yan Ku, but calling him Yan Zhenglin makes him feel like he's from an older era.

But if it's not a case of having the same name...

An utterly absurd idea popped into my head uncontrollably.

No, it's impossible.

Luo Qingcheng rejected the idea almost immediately.

That grandpa who couldn't even use a smartphone properly and had to shove the camera right up to his forehead for every video call?

The old man's greatest hobby after retirement was going to the park to play chess with other old men, and he would sit there for an entire afternoon.

Can he catch a monster weighing 1.36 million kilograms?

What a joke.

1.36 million kilograms... What does that even mean?

Even a small destroyer is no bigger than this; in the face of such a behemoth, humanity is as insignificant as a speck of dust.

She simply couldn't reconcile that smiling old man with the ID on the leaderboard.

Deep down, she couldn't believe it.

Just as Luo Qingcheng was feeling uneasy and trying to banish this absurd guess from her mind, a crisp notification sound rang in her ears.

Your friend "Old Rascal" sent you two pictures.

"Old Rascal" was the nickname she gave her grandfather.

Luo Qingcheng's heart skipped a beat.

She took a deep breath, her fingertips trembling slightly, and opened the message.

The first photo is a distant view.

Under the dim yellow sky, a colossal beast beyond description floated halfway on the black water.

It has no scales, but is covered with layers of thick, rock-like carapace, from which flows dark red, lava-like blood.

Even just a small portion of it above the water resembles a continuous mountain range, creating a sense of oppression that almost leaps off the screen.

In the corner of the photo, a tiny black dot stands atop the giant beast's head.

Luo Qingcheng zoomed in on the image.

The second photo is a close-up selfie.

A familiar face, its wrinkles crinkling into a wide smile, against the backdrop of the hideous, terrifying carapace of a giant beast.

The elderly man flashed a peace sign at the camera.

Below the photo was a line of smug text.

"Little Cheng, what do you think of this little fish Grandpa caught? I'll make you some soup tonight, it's very nourishing!"

"..."

Even though they hadn't met, Luo Qingcheng could sense that the old man was showing off to her.

It really was him!

Throughout the entire Divine Realm Guild's territory, all the members stared at their usually calm and composed guild leader with expressions of utter disbelief.

Luo Qingcheng, the guild leader known as the "Ice Queen," stood motionless in place, completely frozen.

She remained looking down at the message panel, motionless for a long time.

"President?" the vice president next to him asked cautiously.

Luo Qingcheng slowly raised her head, and a crack finally appeared on the calm mask that had remained unchanged for so long on her face. A complex emotion, mixed with confusion, speechlessness, and a hint of frantic excitement, flashed across her face.

She paused for a moment, then pulled up her friends list and sent a guild invitation to the ID that was far ahead of the top spot.

next second.

Player "Yan Zhenglin" has joined the guild "Divine Realm".

Guild members:

"???"

"Holy crap, what's going on? The top player on the individual rankings has joined our guild?"

"I would never dare to be so bold in this scenario."

"If this is truly a dream, please don't wake me, thank you."

"..."

Everyone stared in disbelief at the guild message that suddenly popped up.

[Guild total weight points are being updated...]

next second.

The entire guild rankings experienced a violent "earthquake".

The total weight column of the Divine Realm Guild, which was originally ranked second, began to jump wildly at a dizzying speed.

From "7998 kilograms", it instantly broke through five figures, six figures, and seven figures!

Finally, the numbers were displayed.

[First Place: Divine Realm]

Total weight: 1370306 kg

This number was like a resounding slap in the face, hitting everyone hard across the cheek.

After a brief silence, cheers erupted from the Divine Realm's position, like a tsunami!

"Holy crap! Holy crap! One million three hundred and seventy thousand!!"

"We're number one! A complete rout!"

"A top-ranked player has joined our guild! I thought it was just a coincidence of names."

"The president is awesome!!"

"Hahaha! You scum of the Asura's Blade, does your face hurt?"

In contrast to the jubilation in the Divine Realm, the battlefield of the Asura Blade was deathly silent.

Ba Dao's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at the glaring number on the leaderboard.

13.7 million...

No, it's 1.37 million.

But what's the difference?

They worked incredibly hard, spending money and resources, expending countless manpower and material resources, before finally managing to catch just over 8,000 kilograms.

As a result, the other party alone produced 1.36 million kilograms.

It's a complete dimensional reduction attack!

"Damn it..." Ba Dao gritted his teeth, his facial muscles contorted with extreme anger.

"Go! Contact that Yan Zhenglin for me! Message him privately! Ask him how much money he wants to join our guild! Whatever Divine Realm gives him, we'll pay double! No! Triple!"

"Yes, Chairman!"

One of his trusted confidants hurriedly opened the friend function and frantically searched for the ID "Yan Zhenglin".

He quickly turned around with a long face: "President, it's no good, he... he's set it to reject messages from strangers."

"Useless!" Ba Dao kicked him away and took over the operation himself.

As expected, the system ruthlessly rejected the message request.

Unable to win them over!

Ba Dao's chest heaved violently, and a surge of evil fire rushed straight to the top of his head.

If I can't have it, I'll destroy it!

He turned around and growled at a man behind him who remained silent and exuded an aura of unapproachability.

"Blood Wolf, take your men to the Shadow Guild and buy some information to find that guy named Yan Zhenglin."

"If that old guy obediently joins our Asura Blade, then fine. But if he refuses, then kill him!"

The event has just started, so what if they are temporarily in the lead? As long as they are lucky, they still have a chance.

The man known as "Blood Wolf" had a bright red ID, a sign of a level four red-named player.

They are professional thugs employed by the Asura Blade guild, specializing in handling these shady, dirty jobs.

Blood Wolf didn't speak, but licked his chapped lips, revealing a cruel smile. Then, he led several of his subordinates, who were also red-named, and quietly left the position.