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

The safe zone outside the general store in Wasteland Era.

Ten beams of white light appeared in succession, and the figures of ten streamers, including Lao P and Gugu Cat, appeared almost simultaneously.

They had just experienced the fastest meal in the real world; the party ended before they even officially started eating.

Then a group of people scrambled home and immediately put on their gaming helmets.

"Damn it, I almost got mistaken for a dine-and-dash customer by the waiter," Old P cursed as he opened the remote store.

"Stop talking nonsense, buy it now! The list! The list is the key!" Gugu Cat's voice was a little urgent.

If you're looking for something that can grab people's attention, it's definitely rankings!

"Getting on the list can even help you recover your losses." This is what relatively poor, independent children's literature writers value most.

300 doses of basic life potion can yield 1500 source crystals.

In today's world where source crystals are more expensive than gold, this is no small sum of money.

The ten people quickly got to work and each exchanged for a basic gene serum.

Each of the ten men swallowed hard as they looked at the enticingly glowing vial in their hands.

"Brothers, for this historic moment, we have to give our viewers a real treat!" Old P looked around and revealed his signature flamboyant smile.

Wang Bansian immediately understood: "You mean..."

"Live stream! Turn on the live stream! Let the whole internet see how we became the first batch of gene awakeners!" Old P slapped his thigh.

"I'm definitely going to do a live stream. I'm not like you rich people. 5000 Source Crystals not only exhausted all my savings, but also left me with a mountain of debt. It would be good if I could get some gifts back!" Wild Fairy Tale Writer sighed.

"Open it! We must open it!"

The ten people immediately agreed and opened their respective live streaming rooms.

In an instant, the gaming section of Douyin's live stream was completely dominated by "Wasteland Era".

Ten top-tier livestreamers with tens of millions of followers went live simultaneously, and their titles were remarkably identical.

[World Premiere! Live Genetic Injection: Witness Human Evolution!]

As soon as the live stream started, its popularity skyrocketed.

The screen was instantly flooded with comments.

[Here we are! Selling sunflower seeds, peanuts, and bottled water in the front row!]

[Holy crap, have the streamers finished eating? Weren't they supposed to be resting tonight? Why are they streaming again?]

[Upstairs, you don't understand. The general store has stocked basic gene potions; of course they'd be eager to launch them online!]

Hey P-bro, what's the effect of this stuff? Will it turn you into Superman?

[A bottle of this stuff costs tens of millions! I just can't understand the world of the rich.]

Having accidentally wandered into the Heavenly Palace, I was as innocent as a little chick.

I can't even imagine what they'll do if they fail.

Old P looked at the scrolling comments on the virtual panel and cleared his throat.

"Family members! Without further ado! Today, you will witness the dawn of a brand new era!"

He picked up the basic gene serum, held it high as if displaying a rare treasure.

The other nine people did the same thing.

Although it was already dark, the safe zone was becoming increasingly popular.

More and more people are returning to the safe zone, preparing to use the gene serum.

After what happened last time, everyone has a clearer understanding of the term "safe zone".

"Guys, according to unreliable sources, using this thing will be extremely, extremely, extremely painful." Old P's expression suddenly turned serious.

He abruptly changed the subject and pulled a dagger from his pocket.

"However, some experts have provided strategies to deal with this."

This explanation is for viewers who weren't in the live stream at the time; otherwise, those who didn't watch the live stream wouldn't know what they were doing.

Old P glanced at the other nine people, who also pulled out their daggers, their faces showing a "what the heck" expression.

"Fight poison with poison! Relieve pain with pain!"

As he spoke, Old P poured the gene serum directly into his mouth.

Glug—!

The medicine went down my throat, and at first it felt icy cold.

But the coolness turned into scorching flames in less than half a second, burning all the way from the esophagus to the stomach, and then exploded with a bang!

The next second, the veins on the necks of the ten people bulged out like writhing earthworms.

A strange golden hue appeared in their eyes and quickly spread.

"Well......"

A suppressed groan escaped from between Old P's teeth.

Immediately following was an uncontrollable wail.

"Ahhhhh!"

"roar!"

Wailing cries echoed, one after another.

The ten people screamed in pain, their bodies curling up uncontrollably and then suddenly straightening.

That kind of pain doesn't come from the skin and flesh, but from the tearing and rebuilding of every cell and every nerve ending.

Just watching this spectacle through the screen sends chills down your spine.

[Holy crap! Is this an act? This is way too exaggerated!]

No...look at their faces, the way they're contorted, you could never fake that! Their skin is practically congested with blood!

[It doesn't feel like acting. If it really is, then their acting skills are phenomenal.]

[My God, what is this feeling like? P-bro, say something!]

[Not saying anything? Then you won't get any likes.]

But at this moment, none of the anchors had the energy to speak.

They felt their bones being crushed inch by inch, and then forcibly pieced back together.

Blood surges through the veins, not flowing, but crashing, each heartbeat bringing a hellish, agonizing pain.

I'm about to give up.

Consciousness is fading.

Just then, Old P remembered that "guide".

With his last ounce of strength, he roared and, gripping the dagger in his right hand, plunged it into his left thigh without hesitation!

puff!

The sharp blade pierced the flesh.

"Ughh ...

A completely different kind of excruciating pain, sharp, direct, and brutal, exploded instantly from my thigh, rushing up my brain along my nerves.

Two terrifying pains erupted simultaneously, Old P's face instantly contorted to the extreme, veins bulging, and he let out a scream that was completely inhuman.

His body jerked violently at the new stimulus.

But strangely, the excruciating, genetic pain that threatened to tear him apart was actually somewhat lessened by this brutal physical pain.

Although it was only a sliver, it was enough for him to grasp that sliver of clarity.

"Do it!" he forced out the two words from his throat.

The female anchors, including Gugu Cat, Ziran, and Su Xiaotu, were already drenched in sweat and pale.

However, the internal pain left them no room for further hesitation.

If they don't take action soon, they feel they're going to die from the pain.

"Ah!" the cat screamed, closed its eyes, and, imitating Old P, plunged the dagger deep into its own flesh.

"Damn it! That hurts so much!" Zi Ran, who always presented herself as a hot-blooded fighting girl, also cursed at this moment. The dagger slashed across, leaving a bloody mark.

"Oh my god!" Su Xiaotu's loli voice had completely changed, filled with sobs and despair, making her look pitiful.

For a time, on this open space in the safe zone, ten top-tier livestreamers, watched by tens of millions of viewers across the internet, collectively staged a dramatic competition of who could be the most miserable.

There's no limit to how bad things can get.