Welcome to the amazing game!

The money Mike needs is the money of the players.

But there is no way for players to plunder directly.

Even if a player dies, the things on him will be recycled.

Even the identity of the player is the same.

Not to mention the other things on him.

In essence, it is recycling.

Some players died, and the things in their backpacks were not processed in time and finally belonged to the game.

In this way, everything returns to the system.

The system may feedback these props or abilities to other players in a way that other players don’t know.

The total number will not change.

Even a player as strong as Mike can’t change this fact.

It can only be done in a gentler way.

Slowly squeeze the interests of the players.

Seeing that Mike didn't seem to interfere with the fights between players, everyone just let go and started fighting.

"It was you just now. If it weren't for you, I would have gotten the flag a long time ago. Why should I spend money to buy it now? You're killing me!"

"Fuck you, if you had handed over the flag honestly, wouldn't I have been able to leave just now?"

"Then why didn't you hand it over to me earlier? Is it because you don't like it?"

"And you, I've been displeased with you for a long time!"

Soon, the players started fighting again.

Mike watched all this with interest.

Sometimes, in the game, it's more comfortable than in the real world.

In the real world, there are also dangers of hot weapons.

As a result, these players dare not be too ostentatious.

What do you say you can fly, and your body can be compared to Superman?

Then you want to rule a country or something, sorry, this kind of thing is impossible.

Or it is almost impossible to happen openly.

Just sending a company of firepower can beat the players to pieces.

Not to mention the fighter jets, tanks, and even missiles that will follow.

Players at this stage simply don't have the qualifications.

In the real world, the power of the country is still above all else.

Nothing else matters.

As a result, players still need to be timid in the real world.

Even every country has an official organization to monitor extraordinary people.

Dragon Country has one, and Mike and his team certainly have one.

Although it's not as strict as Dragon Country, it still makes Mike and his team feel uncomfortable.

Almost everyone has a case in the police station...

Once an extraordinary event occurs, the database will be directly retrieved without evidence.

Once a match is found, it will be arrested directly.

If you dare to resist, you will be treated as a treason.

At that time, it will not be simply players against players. It is very likely that players will face the top technological power of a country.

In the end, you don't know how you died.

But now it's different, in the game world.

Even if the players destroy it, it's no problem.

These are not the real world, and there will be no punishment for destroying the game world.

It's completely a local tyrant.

Now, Mike is the local tyrant, watching these people fighting to death just to win a chance to survive.

Whether life or death is in his own hands.

Is there anything more satisfying than this?

"Why hasn't the task been completed yet?"

Gradually, Mike's flags are getting fewer and fewer.

The players are almost dead.

The players who can afford to buy flags have left.

And the remaining players can't afford the flags at all.

"Okay, time is almost up."

"Everyone give me 10,000 to get a chance to survive."

"I say it again!"

Just like before, Mike started his final harvest.

Even if these people are killed, they should not be able to buy the flags in their hands.

In this case, don't waste time.

It's time to find the next batch of targets.

There are still many active players here, and these players are living leeks in Mike's eyes.

If you don't take action, they will all run away.

Soon, the surviving players began to pay one after another.

Of course, there are also players who really can't afford 10,000 extraordinary coins.

It's not that the other party is not afraid of Mike.

But before entering the game, all the money on him was used to buy equipment and potions.

There is really nothing left.

Mike also sent the other party away very considerately.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

After a scream, Mike flew away.

Seeing Mike finally leave, many surviving players were on the verge of collapse.

"It's gone, everything is gone."

"There's no money left, and the mission can't be completed. We will all die here."

"I wouldn't have participated in this mission if I had known this."

"This mission is simply a huge pit. No one who comes in can leave intact."

The players sat on the ground in despair.

Even the players in the Blood Corpse Camp were not interested in attacking the remaining players.

What's the use of them being strong without the flag.

Can't they just stay here?

It's over, everything is over...

The ground began to shake.

Then it began to crack.

This situation appeared in every corner of the city.

The earth seemed to crack.

Unlike Mike's previous battle, there was no sign this time.

The ground was broken.

"What's going on? Is there an earthquake?"

"Could it be that the scary guy is back again?"

"No, that's not right. That guy just flew over there. How come we are..."

"Look ahead!"

Suddenly, a huge tentacle rose from the ground.

Then the second and the third...

More and more tentacles appeared, waving randomly.

The players alive on the ground naturally became the targets of these tentacles.

A huge sound came.

It seemed as if the ground was about to be torn apart.

A collapse occurred in the center of the battlefield, and then a huge eyeball slowly appeared in the air.

"What is that? It's as good as an eye!"

"Ugh..."

"Why do I feel like something is coming out of my body."

"No, why is my body deformed? I didn't eat mutant cells?"

There was a glowing figure on the huge eyeball, shuttling back and forth on the eyeball.

Every shuttle would leave a terrible wound on the surface of the eyeball.

But the flesh and blood in the eyeball were soon replenished.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he was back to normal.

Countless black hands appeared above his eyeballs and grabbed at the angel-like Ange.

But they disappeared before they touched Ange.

"How can there be the power of the evil god here!"

"What is going on? Aren't all the monsters here caused by cell mutation?"

Ange didn't have any extra thoughts now.

He just wanted to figure out what was going on now.

Why did the angel shadow on his body have a damaging effect on the huge eyeball in front of him!