"Hmph, just as I expected, they've come up with another new trick. But I didn't expect there would be ten areas."

Nearly 200,000 people, along with the world, were destroyed. That's truly ruthless.

And those so-called contribution points, it seems this is a requirement for players in each region.

Everyone must enter that so-called alienation point; it's definitely not that simple inside.

After hearing what the voice said, Mo Ran's expression also became serious.

At this moment, another area appeared directly above his panel.

A countdown is displayed above; clicking on it will reveal what the voice is saying.

Mo Ran checked the world channel and regional channels and found that the scrolling speed of the messages was unprecedented.

All the players found the claims unbelievable, and many began buying weapons from the market in droves.

The price of weapons on the market also rose sharply, but they were soon all out of stock.

Furthermore, a large number of players began to form groups, and the number of people in various groups increased.

"Let's eat first, then we can check the platform later. There's no point in paying attention to this here."

Mo Ran got up and walked out of the command room, then turned and went into the kitchen.

The set time has arrived, and both the pressure cooker and rice cooker are steaming hot.

Scoop out the rice, then pour the braised pig's trotters from the pressure cooker evenly over them.

Then I stir-fried a side dish and took out a bottle of chilled cola from the refrigerator.

Such was a simple and unpretentious lunch, and Mo Ran immediately began to eat with gusto.

"Smack smack...burp~".

...

After enjoying a delicious lunch, Mo Ran started cleaning up the pots and pans to help with digestion.

"With a full stomach and plenty of water, I'm bursting with energy. Let's go!"

Mo Ran put on a lightweight protective suit and then slung the prepared tactical backpack over her shoulder.

Mo Ran only carried water, climbing ropes, various bombs, and lighting equipment in her backpack this time.

After slinging the composite crossbow and MG42 machine gun over his shoulder, Mo Ran tucked the machete into his waistband.

The crowbar was fixed to the tactical backpack, and then the double-cylinder hydraulic shears on the ground were lifted up.

"This thing is quite heavy; hopefully its power will match its weight."

Hefting the double-cylinder hydraulic shears in her hand, Mo Ran took a step forward and walked towards the lifting platform in front of her.

Upon reaching the control panel of the hydraulic platform, Mo Ran put down the double-cylinder hydraulic clamp in her hand.

He then extended his right hand and pressed the down button on the platform.

"Creak! Creak!"

The platform emitted a series of metallic scraping sounds as the hinges at the four corners began to move downwards.

The platform began to slowly descend, and Mo Ran turned on her powerful flashlight.

As they continued to descend, the surrounding light became increasingly dim.

Mo Ran swept the powerful flashlight in her hand around and could see that there were rusty walls on all sides.

The surface was covered in all sorts of dust, which then floated up as the platform moved.

"This is really slow, and it's rusted way too much!"

Listening to the continuous creaking sound, Mo Ran waited listlessly.

After descending for about ten minutes, the lifting platform finally reached the bottom.

Clang!

The lifting platform shook for a while before slowly coming to a stop.

"Is the underground really that deep? It looks like it's at least 100 stories high."

Mo Ran looked up and could only see a small square entrance.

The surroundings were already very dark, and the only light was the powerful flashlight in Mo Ran's hand.