You'll become a god, you'll create Earth ONLINE

"yes!!!"

Fatty Wang slammed his fist on the metal table in excitement, the fear on his face vanishing, replaced by an extremely fanatical, greedy gleam belonging to a seasoned internet addict.

"What's this called? This is called a terrain kill! This is called exploiting a bug to farm monsters, guys!"

He grabbed Zhao Lei's arm, spitting all over Zhao Lei's face:

"Boss, think about it. If we push the door open and rush out, hundreds of rats could easily gnaw us down to our skeletons. But!"

He pointed to the metal desk propped against the door.

"If we move the table just a tiny bit... just a tiny bit!"

"As long as the gap in the door is large enough, only one mouse can get in at a time..."

Fatty Wang swallowed hard, glanced around at the three dumbfounded people, and his expression looked extremely grotesque under the pale white light of the flashlight shining upwards.

"There are hundreds of red-named monsters outside the door."

"Inside the door are the four of us players—we have weapons, we can see our health bars, and we even get experience points for killing monsters!"

"This isn't a desperate situation at all! This is clearly a deluxe experience pack for newbies from the game developers!!!"

silence.

A deathly silence.

Su Hao, Zhao Lei, and Chen Fei stared at Fatty Wang as if he were an alien.

A few seconds later.

"Holy crap..."

Chen Fei gasped and gave a thumbs up.

"Fatty, I take back what I said before about your brain being full of fat. You're a fucking genius at finding bugs!"

"Will this work?"

Zhao Lei was still a little hesitant. After all, this wasn't like typing on a keyboard in front of a computer screen. If things got out of control and a bunch of them got in, it would be a real disaster.

"We have to try, whether it works or not! Otherwise, once the door is chewed through and drafts in from all sides, we won't be able to fight!"

Su Hao made a quick decision, his eyes sharpening.

The fat man's thinking completely broadened their horizons.

Yes, why be afraid?

Since the system has provided health bars and a data panel, it's to treat them as players.

Even if a god came, as long as he dared to show his health bar, he could still bankrupt him using the most shameless methods!

"Let's do it!"

Zhao Lei gritted his teeth and wiped the ash from his face.

"Let's try anything! Same old routine: I'll tank the damage and control the situation, you, third brother, will deal damage, and fourth brother, you'll finish them off!"

"Fatty, where the hell are you going?"

Zhao Lei turned his head and saw that Fatty Wang was shrinking back.

"I...I've run out of floral water, I have no mana and no skills, I'm useless!"

Fatty Wang shrugged confidently.

"You're talking nonsense! Take those heavy political science books for the postgraduate entrance exam out of your drawer! You're in charge of smashing them if a mouse comes in!"

"Okay, okay, okay!"

With a clear division of labor, the four people immediately got to work.

These college students, who often stay up all night playing games, demonstrated an astonishing level of execution and teamwork when faced with this "game mechanism."

"Third and fourth brothers, listen to my command, pull the table back ten centimeters!"

"Pull slowly! Don't pull too much!"

"one!"

"two!"

"Three! Pull!"

Su Hao and Chen Fei gritted their teeth and slowly moved the attached desk that was blocking the door back a little bit.

Zhao Lei stood by the door, gripping the doorknob, and took a deep breath.

"I'm opening the door, everyone hold on!"

He carefully turned the lock and pulled the wooden door open a crack about fifteen centimeters wide.

Just as the door was opened slightly.

An extremely strong, foul stench of fermenting sewers hit the air, making one feel nauseous.

The beam of the flashlight shone through the crack in the door.

The corridor outside was teeming with black, mutated rats, surging like a tidal wave.

They pushed and bit each other, their scarlet eyes gleaming with greed in the darkness.

Upon seeing the door open a crack, the mouse closest to it instantly went berserk.

"Squeak squeak squeak—!"

A rat, the size of an adult cat and covered in pustules, desperately tried to squeeze through the crack in the door.

[Lv.2 Hungry Mutant Rat (Normal Monster)]

"They're in! Get ready!" Su Hao roared.

The mouse's head and the first half of its body had just squeezed through the crack in the door, before it could even get a good look at the dormitory environment.

"I'll press it!"

Zhao Lei, who had been waiting in the wings, gripped the old plastic broom tightly with both hands and precisely and forcefully wedged the broom head into the rat's neck!

"squeak--!!!"

The mouse was stuck between the door and the floor, desperately twisting its hindquarters, its sharp claws scratching the floor with a screeching sound.

But Zhao Lei's entire weight was pressing down on the broom, making it completely unable to move.

"Third brother! Stab it!"

"Behold my fatal blow!"

Chen Fei stood to the side, holding the two-meter-long rusty aluminum clothesline pole in his hand. He aimed it at the rat's eyes and, like stabbing a lamb skewer, stabbed it hard!

"Pfft!"

"-12!"

A red number floated above the rat's head. This rat was clearly a bit smaller than the cockroach meat from before, and its health bar had only dropped by a small fraction.

The intense pain caused it to struggle wildly, bending the broom handle.

"Boss, you can't hold him down anymore! Fourth brother, hurry up!"

"Get out of the way! Let the professionals handle this!"

Su Hao took a deep breath and raised the book "Advanced Mathematics (7th Edition)" covered in green cockroach slime with both hands.

The weapon, a source of spiritual pollution, has once again demonstrated its power.

"Let's see how the hell you solve this calculus problem!"

"Bang!!!"

A deafening, extremely dull thud.

The advanced mathematics book, as thick as a brick, landed with pinpoint accuracy on the back of the mouse's head.

"-25!" (Critical hit!)

With a "crack," the rat's cervical spine was broken, its body convulsed violently twice, and its health bar instantly emptied.

[Ding! Level 2 Mutant Rat defeated.]

Experience points gained: +15.

The rat's corpse turned into blue light and dissipated. A coin that emitted a faint glow fell to the ground.

"Source Energy Coins! Gold coins exploded!"

Fatty Wang was so excited that he kept stomping his feet.

"Stop picking up the money! The next one's coming in!"

Zhao Lei roared and picked up the broom.

As the mouse in front died and disappeared, the crack in the door instantly opened up.

In the crowded swarm behind, another mouse was forced to squeeze in by its companions.

"Keep going! Hold it down!"

"Pfft!"

"Bang!"

Experience points gained: +15.

"Next one!"

"Pfft!"

"Bang!"

Experience points gained: +15.

……

An extremely smooth, highly mechanized, assembly-line-like operation unfolded at the crack of the door to dormitory 404.

Four male college students with no combat experience turned a terrifying zombie rat horde crisis into a pig slaughterhouse.

Zhao Lei was responsible for holding him down and controlling him.

Chen Fei is responsible for breaking through defenses and dealing damage. Su Hao is responsible for finishing off enemies with heavy weapons.

Fatty Wang... was in charge of shouting "666" from behind, and while doing so, he used his postgraduate entrance exam political science book to swat the two small rats that occasionally squeezed in, and then happily lay on the ground picking up source energy coins.