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

Lin Mo was too lazy to argue with him and shook her head bitterly: "It's not that easy."

As he spoke, he reached for a bottle of mineral water on the table next to him, unscrewed the cap, and gulped down more than half of it. Only then did his dry, parched throat feel a little better.

He recalled the feeling of utter frustration he had just experienced in the perception space, when he faced the wildly dancing, seemingly self-aware, law-based lightning, and felt a chill run down his spine.

"When we were in danger before, it was quite convenient to use your authority; you could do whatever you wanted." Lin Mo slammed the empty water bottle heavily on the table and complained irritably.

"Now that I'm trying to understand the underlying principles myself, it's incredibly difficult!"

Those thunderbolts didn't obey his commands at all; just looking at them gave him a headache.

It feels like someone used to driving an automatic car is suddenly crammed into the cockpit of a complex fighter jet, with a screen full of buttons and wires that can be overwhelming.

The sparrow smugly spun around on the counter.

Since you already know this, what are you complaining about? What you borrowed was never yours to begin with. Borrowing and owning may seem similar, but they are fundamentally different.

But one thing is true: only what is your own is truly the best.

Sparrow paused, then his tone became even more irritating.

[And you should be content. This kind of opportunity to directly access the source is something others might only encounter a few times in their lifetime, while you only need to spend a tiny amount of revenue to easily achieve it. What more could you want?]

[As for you, after so many attempts, you still haven't seized control of Thunder. Are you even capable, you little rascal?]

"Shut up right now!" Lin Mo was so angry at the bird that his teeth itched.

I'm too lazy to argue with him.

Lin Mo took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the throbbing pain in his head, and casually swung his right hand in mid-air.

"Whoosh."

A semi-transparent, dark blue light screen popped up instantly, switching directly to the backend transaction interface of the remote store.

He desperately needs something to comfort him.

The moment Lin Mo's gaze focused on the light screen, his previously gloomy and frustrated expression instantly brightened.

Lines of green transaction records are scrolling down at an alarming rate.

[Ding! Shop assistant "Pure Love God of War" purchased 11 Beginner Gene Potions, earning 55000 in sales.]

[Ding! The shop assistant "stayed up all night to cultivate immortality" and purchased B-series power armor, earning 230 million in sales.]

[Ding! Shop assistant "I'm Really Not Unlucky" purchased a D-grade Source Weapon - Light Energy Crossbow, earning 23400 in sales.]

......

Lin Mo looked at the rapidly jumping, dazzling numbers in the background and at the players' frantic buying spree.

Lin Mo couldn't help but smile, and even his breathing became much easier.

The frustration of failure I felt earlier was instantly swept away by the fragrance of money.

"Thank goodness I have you all, my friends!" Lin Mo stroked his chin, his eyes becoming unusually fervent.

Seeing the rapidly increasing sales, his mood improved somewhat because of his earlier failure to comprehend the power of thunder.

"Luckily there are a lot of people now."

Lin Mo leaned back in his chair, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the table with great pleasure, pointing to the increasingly astonishing total in the upper right corner.

"With more customers, our revenue has increased dramatically, breaking records every day!"

At this point, Lin Mo's smile faded slightly, and he turned to glare fiercely at the sparrow next to him that was still pretending to be innocent.

Thankfully, these fourth calamities were incredibly helpful, spending a fortune to survive.

The thought of the system's ridiculously outrageous pricing made Lin Mo feel a pang of pain.

One million!

A full million in actual sales! If converted to the most basic first-level life potion, that would be enough to sell 200,000 bottles!

"Luckily, my helper is capable enough!" Lin Mo looked at Sparrow speechlessly: "Otherwise, 100 million in turnover would only buy such a short opportunity for enlightenment. If I failed, I would be heartbroken."

Lin Mo sat behind the counter, with a dark blue player power ranking screen floating in front of him.

At the very top of the leaderboard, a bright red name was prominently displayed.

Mo Fang.

Overall combat strength: 51024.

Breaking the 50,000 mark.

This means that the owner of this name has officially entered the threshold of Grade A gene sequence.

The dividing line between mortals and the extraordinary has been forcibly crossed.

As the saying goes, "There will be times when the wind and waves will be strong, and one can set sail to cross the vast ocean."

Lin Mo rested his chin on one hand, a faint smile on his face.

"His current success is entirely due to his own perseverance and a tiny bit of divine favor in the dark."

On the wooden cabinet, the sparrow stopped preening its feathers and glanced at him with its tiny, beady eyes.

If by "divine favor" you mean your secret assistance during this period, then...

Lin Mo's face twitched slightly: "Don't judge a gentleman by the standards of a petty person."

Lin Mo retorted without batting an eye.

"A golden carp is no ordinary fish; it will transform into a dragon once it encounters wind and clouds."

"I merely offered a helping hand because I saw that this child had extraordinary potential; this is simply following the will of Heaven and the will of the people."

Sparrow snorted: "I think you just want to use him to explore more dangerous maps so you can bring back more rare materials for your shady shop, and incidentally, incite other players to compete in spending."

Sparrows always manage to see right through his grand-sounding idiom disguise.

Lin Mo rolled his eyes, too lazy to argue with this stubborn, stinky bird.

"This is called a rare commodity. Besides, I didn't force anyone; they were the ones who insisted on comparing themselves to others."

Lin Mo's gaze continued downwards.

Second place on the combat power ranking: Overall combat power 45522.

Third place: Overall combat strength 45021.

The numbers that follow are very close together, with a difference of only a few hundred.

No one was willing to relax.

However, there is still a considerable gap between them and the number one, Mo Fang.

Everyone knows that as long as one's combat power exceeds 50,000, one's bloodline genes will be sublimated, and all attributes will experience a tremendous surge.

Lin Mo made a sweeping motion with his finger in mid-air.

The light screen instantly switched to a wide-angle overhead view outside the safe zone.

The wilderness was teeming with people.

The fourth natural disaster swept across the mountains and plains.

puff!

A chipped cleaver slammed into the neck of a servant-level mutated monster.

Black blood gushed out.

The novice player wielding the knife was drenched in water, but instead of backing down, he roared with bloodshot eyes and forcefully tackled the monster to the ground.

Seven or eight companions around him roared and rushed forward.

They were hit by a flurry of sticks.

The monster didn't even have time to let out a wail before it was smashed into a pulp.

Extract the valuable materials, and directly recycle the rest as source crystals.