Mo Ran turned and left the basement, going up the stairs to the second-floor room where the television was located.

At this moment, a hole was cut into the floor of the room, and several cables stretched out from it, connecting to the television sets.

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"Turn all on".

At Mo Ran's command, all six 120-inch television sets were turned on.

Unlike ordinary television sets, all the television sets at this moment were flashing various data.

Demon City, coastal region, Dragon Kingdom, Asian continent, hemisphere, global...

The rats' reach spread like wildfire, quickly engulfing the entire global network.

Data on all sorts of things is constantly being presented, each item in extremely detail.

Mo Ran moved a sofa over and sat down, taking out a bowl of sweet porridge from her spatial bracelet to enjoy it.

While enjoying her sweet porridge, Mo Ran kept her eyes on the six television screens.

"Yes, the discharge of nuclear wastewater by Sakura has caused large areas of the ocean to become polluted, and the ocean space is constantly shrinking."

Upon seeing the message a second time, Mo Ran's anger flared up once more.

So last night, Mo Ran had the mouse deliver a big gift to the Little Sakura Kingdom: all the toilets exploded and burned due to electrical overload, along with a series of other events including internet outages, power outages, signal and traffic paralysis, and the distribution of computer viruses.

Then, in a flash, they pinned the blame on the American hackers.

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"The conflict between the Russian and Uzbek countries has escalated into close combat, and the situation is even getting worse. Could this be the beginning of a war?"

"The United States has discovered a zombie deer virus, which has turned many deer into mindless zombie creatures. This is something that we can explore further."

"The global greenhouse effect is severe, and the glaciers in the North and South Poles are gradually melting..."

"………………………".

As the rats continued to dig deeper, more potentially disastrous events came to Mo Ran's attention.

Although she already knew a little about it through the virtual screen, Mo Ran was still shocked by all the news.

"It seems that the world is actually calm on the surface, but undercurrents are already surging beneath. These events are all very likely to be the beginning, but with so many events, which one will turn into a real disaster?"

As she watched the events unfolding on television, Mo Ran fell silent for a moment.

Each of these events, taken out of context and extrapolated over time, would develop into an uncontrollable and massive disaster.

"However, the disasters may not end there, after all, it was that so-called god who pulled us into the game."

"Our panels, vehicles, and some special items cannot be explained by reality."

"If the disaster originates from Earth itself, aside from man-made nuclear wars and viruses, it would be terrifying crustal movements such as volcanoes, earthquakes, and tsunamis."

"So if the disaster doesn't come from Earth, then it will come from…."

Thinking of this, Mo Ran slowly looked up at the ceiling, her vision penetrating through the ceiling to reach the sky above.

"Outer space..."

The three words that came out of Mo Ran's mouth made him tremble all over.

"I'm done! No, no, no, how could this be? No way, it shouldn't be... it shouldn't be like this?"

Recalling the worlds she had experienced before, where she first encountered harsh environments and then all sorts of monsters, this thought began to grow stronger in Mo Ran's mind.

"In short, all we can do now is wait. Locking down everyone's dashboards and vehicles means we have to endure a period of disaster, and this disaster will definitely be global, and the process will certainly be very difficult."

"Rat, from now on, monitor the entire Blue Star around the clock. If anything unusual happens, notify me immediately. At the same time, extend the monitoring range to outer space. Do not let any anomalies slip by."

"Understood, conductor!"

The cold, mechanical voice of the rat rang in Mo Ran's ears. Mo Ran tilted her head back and drank the last of the sweet porridge in the bowl, then got up and left.

...

In the following days, the warehouse construction company that Mo Ran had contacted quickly arrived at the villa.

After careful site planning, it was found that a maximum of 15 warehouses could be built on the entire mountaintop.

At the same time, Mo Ran demanded that all these warehouses be built one floor higher, which naturally aroused doubt and shock among the construction company staff.

No one understood why Mo Ran would do this, building so many warehouses around her own villa; it was already incomprehensible enough.

Mo Ran simply pulled out some money to shut everyone up.

"How about it? Can you do it?"

After casually allocating a small amount of funds, Mo Ran looked calmly at the company chairman in front of her.

"Yes, yes ...

"From today onwards, all my needs will be met here. At the same time, I will dedicate all the company's resources to building these warehouses for you as soon as possible. If even one person dares to slack off, I will definitely whip them properly!"

The company chairman stood ramrod straight, his once round, chubby face now unusually square, his eyes conveying a clear message: "Please trust me."

...

As time went by, the trucks coming up the mountain road never stopped.

All the workers involved in the construction worked in two shifts, 24 hours a day.

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