[Godzilla: @DogLeftover, your problem is easily solved. Just use points to make sure a few minutes have passed in your original world after you return from the mission.]
[DogSheng: @Godzilla, but I've only checked in for a few days, and I don't even have 100 points yet. Is that enough?]
While drifting on the sea, Godzilla, who was about to bully some handsome guys, checked its direction, realized it had gone astray, quickly adjusted its course, and then began to return to normal.
[Godzilla: @DogLeftover, you can click to view {specific instructions} to see how many points you need. If you need too few, I can lend you some.]
[DogSheng: @Godzilla, ah, thank you, thank you, Lord Godzilla.]
[Godzilla: @Gousheng, no need, just call me Godzilla, no need to add "sir".]
[Chat group system: Ding! Congratulations to Chen Ping {Group Owner} for being selected.]
Godzilla: ......
[Godzilla: @Chen Ping {Group Owner}, you son of a bitch, I don't believe you, you definitely used connections, hooray!! Watch my atomic breath!!!]
Seeing this, Chen Ping couldn't help but twitch his lips. He really hadn't pulled any strings. After all, even if he hadn't been selected, he could still have gotten through, he just wouldn't have received the chat group points reward.
Watching Godzilla relentlessly ruin his image in the chat group, Chen Ping couldn't help but roll his eyes.
[Chen Ping {Group Owner}: @Godzilla, you're completely ignoring me, aren't you? What, got cocky?]
Holy crap! Godzilla, swimming rapidly in the sea, was momentarily stunned. Chen Ping had actually surfaced? Wasn't he always letting the system sprite AFK for him?
The bewildered Godzilla quickly sank to the bottom of the sea, staring blankly at the chat group page before quickly regaining its senses.
[Godzilla: @Chen Ping {Group Owner}, Aha, I was just kidding, haha, hahaha, um, I have something to discuss with Handsome, I'm logging off now.]
Seeing this, Chen Ping couldn't help but shake his head. This Godzilla was indeed an idiot.
Ignoring Godzilla, Chen Ping looked at the mission world. Three minutes left?
Three minutes passed quickly.
[Chat Group System: Ding, teleportation initiating! 3, 2, 1, teleportation initiating!]
A flash of light, and the speeding yacht was instantly empty, moving as fast as a ghost ship.
......
Chen Ping looked around and found himself and Gabriel under a towering city wall, while Uncle Nine, Gou Sheng, and other group members were lying haphazardly on the ground, clearly not yet capable of remaining conscious during the teleportation process.
He turned to look at Gabriel beside him. At this moment, she was in a state of closed senses, but her sense of touch was still intact. Chen Ping gently tapped her cheek three times with his finger, which was the agreed-upon signal to release the closed senses.
Feeling three light touches on her cheek, Gabriel immediately understood Chen Ping's intention and thought to herself: We've arrived so quickly? Although she was somewhat surprised by the rapid transfer, she still released her senses from the blockage without hesitation, slowly opened her eyes, and a trace of confusion flashed in her golden pupils.
When she could see her surroundings clearly, she realized that she and Chen Ping were no longer on the yacht, but in a completely new and unknown world, which was the mission world released by the chat group.
Gabriel's eyes widened in surprise. "So we're really not in the original sea area anymore? Is this a mission world?"
Chen Ping smiled and affirmed, "That's right, but don't worry, the chat group will send us back to where we started after the mission is completed."
Gabriel nodded in understanding, then began to carefully observe her surroundings. This place seemed to have been ravaged by war; ruins and scorched earth were familiar scenes to her, as she had spent most of her time on the battlefield.
After surveying her surroundings, Gabriel turned her gaze to Uncle Nine and the others, who were still unconscious, and asked Chen Ping curiously, "Who are these people...?"
Chen Ping explained, "They are all new members in my chat group. Except for one named Uncle Jiu, I haven't had time to get to know the others yet. Look, the one wearing the yellow divination robe is Uncle Jiu."
Upon hearing Chen Ping's introduction, Gabriel took a few more glances at Uncle Nine, secretly admiring him: His strength had actually reached the upper-level god rank; he was indeed extraordinary. Just as she was thinking this, she noticed that Uncle Nine had begun to regain consciousness.
Just as Chen Ping had expected, a dozen seconds later, Uncle Nine slowly opened his eyes, looked around with a slightly confused expression, and then stood up from the ground, ready to face this brand new challenge.
Upon seeing that Uncle Jiu had regained consciousness, Chen Ping immediately greeted him warmly: "Uncle Jiu, it's been a long time!"
Upon hearing the voice, Uncle Nine turned to Chen Ping and laughed heartily, "Group Leader, that's right! It's been decades over there in the blink of an eye."
Chen Ping was somewhat surprised upon hearing this: "So, Uncle Jiu, the era you lived in has already developed to the modern stage?"
Uncle Nine gently stroked his eyebrows and said with deep emotion, "That's right, the speed of world development is truly astonishing. Those foreign goods that were once considered rare have now become commonplace, but this has also greatly improved people's living standards, which is indeed gratifying."
However, due to the changing times, my charitable institution has gradually lost its former function. Although it's somewhat regrettable, times are progressing, and the elimination of traditional charitable institutions is an inevitable trend of social development. In this way, at least there won't be so many…”
Uncle Nine was speaking when he noticed that the other group members were also regaining consciousness and struggling to get up. He temporarily stopped his narration and looked at them with concern.
After everyone woke up, the chat group began to introduce the situation of this world. A projection instantly appeared in front of everyone and started playing.
In a world ravaged by darkness and demons, war spreads like a plague, leaving everything withered and the earth shattered. Once-prosperous cities are reduced to ruins, lush forests to scorched earth, and even the sky is obscured by blood-red clouds, losing its former azure and tranquility.
Various races—the brave and fearless humans, the wise and powerful elves, the resilient and unyielding dwarves, the noble and aloof dragons, and others—put aside their grudges under the iron heel of the demon and rallied together under the banner of resistance. They forged a defensive line with their lives and cleansed the evil with their blood.
However, faced with the endless army of demons, their resistance seemed so pale and powerless, and after one fierce battle after another, they could only be forced to retreat step by step.
On the edge of despair, in the last sanctuary, stands the majestic and solemn City of Holy Light. Like an impregnable fortress, bathed in divine light, it is the last hope for all living beings.
Scenes appeared on the screen, then flashed by quickly, finally stopping at a city gate that emitted a faint, pure white golden light.
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