We offered you a summer job, but you went and became a mercenary?

That same day, someone edited a video of his brutal duel with the "Dynasty" guild, along with his extremely arrogant final declaration, and posted it on the largest gaming forum and short video platform in China.

The title is simple, direct, and full of sensationalism.

Shocking! One week after server launch, whales tear each other apart! One whale wipes out the entire guild with a single strike, and boasts of taking on the whole server single-handedly!

The video went viral overnight.

The number of clicks instantly exceeded one million, and the comment section was filled with tens of thousands of comments.

"Holy crap! Are these special effects real? Why does the Nine Heavens Mystic Demon I'm playing look completely different from this?"

"Hey upstairs, if you spend 15 million, your game will look like this too."

"A simple, unassuming working person... This ID paired with this outfit is practically performance art!"

"I bet five cents this is definitely a shill for the official team! Otherwise, who would spend so much money playing this game?"

"Whether it's a shill or not, I'm definitely going to watch the cross-server battle tomorrow night! I've already bought sunflower seeds, peanuts, and bottled water!"

For a time, the entire gaming community focused its attention on the game "Nine Heavens Mystic Demon" and on the unprecedented cross-server battle tomorrow night, a duel between a single player and the number one guild across all servers.

The game's official team was overjoyed, adding several more servers overnight and changing the spectator tickets for tomorrow night's cross-server battle from free to paid, costing one yuan each.

The other protagonist of this storm, Long Tianyu, was sitting in front of his floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the entire Huangpu River at night, his face so gloomy it could drip water.

On the table in front of him were seven or eight cell phones, each one vibrating wildly. Calls and messages from all sorts of friends flooded in like a tidal wave, all of them mocking him and eager to see him make a fool of himself.

"A humiliating disgrace! This is absolutely a humiliating disgrace!"

Long Tianyu suddenly smashed an expensive crystal glass on the ground, making a crisp shattering sound.

He had never suffered such injustice in his life.

"It's just money?!" His eyes were bloodshot as he dialed his assistant's number, roaring hoarsely, "Add another five million to my game account! Also, hire all the famous thugs from other servers! I want them to delete that bastard's account by tomorrow night!"

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The next day, in the evening.

Lin Ye yawned and got up from the secondhand bed that cost a hundred yuan.

He slept for a whole day and felt refreshed.

Feeling a bit hungry, he took out his phone, skillfully opened a food delivery app, and ordered himself a premium version of grilled cold noodles with four eggs, two sausages, extra cilantro, and chili sauce.

While waiting for his takeout, he turned on the alien computer.

The moment he logged into the game, the constant private chat and email notifications nearly blew his speakers off.

He was too lazy to look at it and directly opened the recharge interface.

Before going to bed last night, he did some research and found that although his equipment was far superior, his level was still far behind the majority of players.

How can this be allowed?

As a simple working man, he deeply understands the principle that "to do a good job, one must first have the right tools."

So he stayed up almost all night to finish all the tasks and bought all the experience pills in the shop.

"Ton ton ton—"

A series of golden flashes appeared, and his character level skyrocketed, instantly reaching the average level of the majority of players.

Lin Ye felt that his total recharge amount of "15 million" sounded a bit unlucky and not quite complete.

Let's round it up.

He muttered something and deposited another 15 million.

Total recharge amount: 30 million.

[Divine Grace]: Heaven has once again responded! Congratulations to player [Humble and Unassuming Worker] for his immense blessings, having accumulated over 30 million in recharges! He has been promoted to [Creator God] and bestowed with the unique ultimate skill in the world, [Divine Punishment]!

Lin Ye glanced at the glittering new skill icon and pursed his lips.

"Fancy and gaudy."

Just then, the doorbell rang.

"Hello, your takeout has arrived!"

Lin Ye's eyes lit up, and he ran barefoot to open the door.

Steaming hot grilled cold noodles, here I come!

He returned to his computer, carrying a lunchbox in one hand and chopsticks in the other, completely satisfied.

The cross-server battle map "Gods and Demons Battlefield" is now accessible.

He picked up a large piece of grilled cold noodles covered in sauce and egg with his chopsticks, and then clicked the transfer button with his mouse.

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Battlefield of Gods and Demons.

A somber atmosphere enveloped the entire desolate land.

Long Tianyu's army of a thousand men is already on high alert.

Most of the guild members were hired by him at great expense from various servers, and they worked together seamlessly.

At this moment, the formation of a thousand people, with swords and spears like a forest and banners obscuring the sun, exuded a murderous aura that almost dyed the sky red.

Long Tianyu rode an equally majestic black dragon, hovering directly above the army. The professional commander he had hired was giving a final pre-battle pep talk in a passionate tone over the voice channel.

"Brothers! We've been training for this moment! Today, we'll show that arrogant fool that a game isn't just about money! It's about brotherhood! It's about tactics! It's about teamwork!"

"Mage group, prepare! On my command, as soon as he enters, unleash a blanket blizzard to slow him down!"

"Warriors, front line, advance! Assassins, stay in place and look for an opportunity to take him down!"

"Today, we will create a legend here, a legend of a thousand men slaying a god!"

Just as the commander's roar reached its climax.

The teleportation array in the center of the battlefield flashed with light.

A solitary figure appeared in everyone's sight.

He wasn't riding a dragon, nor did he have any pets. He was dressed in all-black equipment, standing alone in the center of the empty battlefield.

It formed an utterly absurd yet stark contrast with the imposing army of a thousand men opposite them.

Lin Ye's character has been teleported in.

He himself had just stuffed a large mouthful of grilled cold noodles into his mouth, and was breathing heavily from the heat, muttering something indistinctly.

"Damn, these guys are so punctual, they were actually setting up a trap and waiting for me!"

He put down his chopsticks, freed his right hand, and grasped the mouse.

He frowned as he looked at the dark mass opposite him.

"With so many people, if we kill them one by one, how long will it take? My noodles will get cold."

He couldn't wait any longer and moved the mouse pointer directly to the newly appeared, glittering skill icon.

[Divine Punishment].

Then, I pressed it.

"boom--!!!"

The entire game world seemed to have been muted at that moment.

The originally dim yellow sky over the battlefield of gods and demons was instantly swallowed up by endless darkness.

Then, a pair of indescribably large, golden eyes, so large they blotted out the entire sky, slowly opened in the darkness.

Those eyes held no emotion whatsoever, only an absolute judgment upon all things in the world.

next second.

Billions of chaotic divine lightning bolts, thicker and more violent than any special effect in the server, poured down from the heavens like a burst dam!

The entire battlefield was enveloped in an extremely blinding white light.

Countless players watching the game experienced their computer screens freeze like a PowerPoint presentation at that moment; those with lower-end configurations experienced their screens go black and their graphics cards even started smoking.

The lightning only lasted for three seconds.

When the light fades.

The once fierce battlefield was now deserted.

Long Tianyu and his elite thousand-strong team, assembled at great expense, lay neatly on the ground, transformed into cold corpses.

There isn't even an option to revive.

Because the skill effect of [Divine Punishment] includes a line of small text: [Imprison the soul; resurrection is only possible after 30 seconds].

On the entire battlefield, only Lin Ye's lonely figure remained, still standing in the same spot.

He looked at the empty battlefield, pursed his lips, and picked up his grilled cold noodles again.

Then, he controlled his character and slowly walked to Long Tianyu's conspicuous corpse, opened the chat box, and typed a line of text.

[Nearby] [Simple and Unpretentious Working Person]: Why aren't you guys moving? Did you not recharge enough money, and is the server lagging?

Tomson Riviera.

Long Tianyu stared blankly at his gray screen and the utterly scathing mockery on it. He felt his mind go blank, and all his strength had been drained away.

He lost.

They suffered a crushing defeat, a complete and utter loss.

With trembling hands, he opened the world channel and, with his last ounce of strength, typed out a question that came from the depths of his soul and perplexed everyone.

[World Broadcast] [Long Aotian]: You...who exactly are you?! You've spent 30 million in just two days in the game! Are you Ma Huateng's illegitimate son?!