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

With the current strength of most players, it is still quite difficult to team up to deal with a B-level boss monster; one wrong move and the whole team will be wiped out.

As for A-rank lords... sending players to challenge those beings is no different from sending them to their deaths; the input and output are completely disproportionate.

Opening a separate dungeon just for a few A-grade source weapons will only delay everyone's progress.

It probably won't make much sense.

Opening new, higher-level dungeons prematurely will only disrupt the growth rhythm of those top elite players, causing them to waste time on meaningless exploration.

You have to walk one step at a time, and eat one bite at a time.

Lin Mo slowed his hammering, watching the piece of metal gradually taking shape in the furnace fire, his thoughts drifting further away.

Besides the source soldiers, there is indeed another thing that can quickly and massively enhance the combat power of the player group.

and......

Lin Mo's movements came to a complete stop.

Lin Mo thought of something he had temporarily overlooked recently.

pet!

The corpse of the forest.

That was the corpse of a whole king-level life form!

A complete treasure trove containing boundless life energy.

A thought flashed through his mind like lightning.

He could easily exploit the corpses in the forest to make a big deal out of this.

Although it is impossible to directly train a king-level pet, since the prerequisite for becoming a king-level pet is to possess authority.

However, using the genes of a king-level life form as a base to mass-produce a large number of... lord-level pet eggs is not a problem.

Even after completing all of this, one can still retain the most crucial core materials for future use in forging source weapons.

Lin Mo's breath hitched slightly at that moment.

He immediately put down what he was holding and turned to go to the gene lab.

......

In the real world, a once luxurious apartment building is now eerily silent.

Lin Miaomiao, the once-glorious president of the Heavenly Fox Guild, now sits disheveled on the cold floor.

The spacious living room, once filled with various limited-edition furniture and valuable works of art, is now completely empty.

The light-colored frames left by the paintings on the walls and the dark marks left by the furniture on the floor silently tell the story of the prosperity this place once had and the desolation it is now.

Everything of value vanished, leaving only an empty shell.

Lin Miaomiao seemed to have her soul ripped out; she just sat there blankly, not knowing what she was looking at, or perhaps she wasn't looking at anything at all.

"Buzz—buzz—!"

The sudden vibration of the phone sounded particularly jarring in the empty room.

Lin Miaomiao's body stiffened for a moment, then she lunged forward as if she had been electrocuted, groping around on the ground and grabbing the phone whose screen was already cracked.

Her movements were almost neurotic, her fingers trembling as she swiped to answer the call.

"Xiao Wang, have you recovered my shipment?"

Lin Miaomiao's voice was dry and hoarse, with a hint of pleading urgency that she herself didn't even realize, mixed with excitement and a trembling sound of collapse.

This was her last hope.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a slightly weary man's reply: "I'm sorry, Sister Lin, we really tried our best..."

There was a sigh of helplessness in his words.

Before the other person could finish speaking, all of Lin Miaomiao's pent-up emotions exploded instantly, and a sharp, piercing scream burst from her throat.

Lin Miaomiao completely broke down: "Why! Why can't you even handle such a small thing?!"

"Useless! They're all useless!"

"I gave you so many Source Crystals! So many! And yet you can't even handle this small matter!"

Xiao Wang, on the other end of the phone, was silent for a few seconds after being suddenly yelled at with curses.

Immediately afterwards, a cold laugh, suppressed with anger, rang out.

"You stinking bitch, I'm only being polite by calling you 'sister' because of Yuan Jing, and you actually think you're someone important?"

"Didn't I warn you back then that those people were untrustworthy? Didn't I tell you that the deal was too risky? You were just too greedy, blinded by greed, and insisted on believing they could make you a fortune!"

"You ignored all my warnings and bet everything you had! Now the goods are lost and can't be recovered, and you're blaming me? You really think I'm easy to bully?!"

A barrage of questions, like countless slaps, landed squarely on Lin Miaomiao's face.

Lin Miaomiao was completely stunned, her mind went blank.

She could hardly believe what she was hearing.

Xiao Wang... that trash who used to follow me around, be respectful to me, and even kneel down to wipe my shoes, actually dared to... yell at me?

"you......"

Lin Miaomiao opened her mouth, but only managed to squeeze out a dry syllable.

The other person didn't want to hear another word from her and rudely interrupted her.

"What do you mean, 'you'?"

"Don't forget, you are no longer the high and mighty guild leader of the Heavenly Fox Guild, 'Charming Fox'."

The voice on the other end of the phone was filled with undisguised mockery and glee.

"Right now, you're nothing more than a pathetic wretch who's been wiped off the map of Wasteland Era."

Lin Miaomiao is now penniless and powerless, and it can be said that she has no chance of turning her life around. The other party also showed her no mercy in his words.

These radical remarks made Lin Miaomiao tremble uncontrollably.

The poor wretch who was removed from Wasteland Era...

Pathetic creature?

Lin Miaomiao, the founder of the Tianhu Guild, was once a powerful figure in "Wasteland Era" and was adored by countless players as the "Charming Fox." Yet, she has become a pitiful creature in other people's eyes.

A surge of bloodlust mixed with shame and rage rushed to her head, making her tremble all over.

"Okay, okay!"

The three consecutive "good"s were almost squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying a kind of desperate, reckless madness.

"I was blind back then; I never imagined you were this kind of person!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wang on the other end of the phone let out an even more unrestrained sneer.

"Someone like me? Lin Miaomiao, don't you even understand the situation yet?"

"Some people are just lucky. They succeeded once by riding the wave of opportunity, and then they really think they are so capable that they consider themselves some kind of big shot who can do whatever they want."

Xiao Wang's words precisely struck at Lin Miaomiao's deepest fears.

What she fears most is hearing people say that her success is merely due to luck.

"I swear, I'll make you regret this!" Lin Miaomiao's voice was shrill and distorted; it was the only threat she could think of at that moment, and also the most powerless one.

"Get lost, you filthy bitch!"

The curses on the other end of the phone were vulgar and direct.

"You're such an idiot, you deserve your bad luck!"

"Beep—beep—beep—!!!"

The dial tone went off, and the other party promptly hung up the phone.