What is a first-class savior?

The horror of the starfish game lies in its impact on the minds of the participants. It can turn an optimistic and cheerful person into a depressed person, and then let this person have the idea of ​​ending himself.

Wang Ran sighed, and he took out a pack of tissues from his storage and handed it to Anna.

"Wipe it off."

Anna took the tissue and silently wiped away her tears.

Wang Ran looked at her lost in thought.

Anna can neither communicate with people nor leave, and her fall is almost doomed.

He himself doesn't have the ability to fight against resentment and incense. Once Anna falls, he can only sit on the sidelines and wait for the development of the situation.

This is actually nothing.

After all, this is just a simulation for him, he just launched [Soul Tour Eternal] to learn more details and plan his actions in reality.

It is enough for him to grasp the position of each resentment group.

After returning to reality and eradicating them one by one, there is a high probability that this doomsday will end.

but

Wang Ran took a deep look at Anna.

Although this was just a simulation for him, it was a cruel reality for Anna in front of him.

"I'll help you as much as I can."

he promised.

Not only to help Anna, but he can also verify some things by the way, such as - what will happen if you squander the Morgan coins recklessly?

He took out the VIP card of the world hub,

look around,

Just saw a locked iron door.

It could be a repairman's mess, or some other room, but it doesn't matter, as long as there is a door.

He walked to the door and stuck the VIP card on it.

Colorful lights suddenly overflowed from the crack of the door.

He pulled hard.

The lock on the door was broken into two pieces with a teeth-piercing twisting sound, and the colored light and the milky white light of the purification circle complemented each other.

Wang Ran stepped into the door.

When his body was about to disappear from the door frame, he looked back at Anna, and he found that Anna was looking at him with red eyes, holding a wet tissue in her hand.

"I heard that the third district is in a fierce battle!"

"yes!"

"There are already hundreds of worlds where evil gods appear, and the number is still increasing rapidly. This war will last at least several thousand years, and tens of thousands of evil gods will probably participate in it!"

"horrible!"

"Tens of thousands of evil gods! Can the third district withstand it?"

"If you can't stand it, you have to stand it!"

"Where did so many evil gods come from?"

"I don't know, the association is still investigating."

"The gods in the third district are confronting the evil gods. There is no telling when the war of gods will break out. You have to run faster and don't lose your life for money!"

"."

The Overwatch Association is still overcrowded.

Due to the tension in the war, the Overwatch Association continuously sent soldiers to the third area, and even the portals were paralyzed, with a yellow sign saying "emergency maintenance, please do not use" hanging on the door.

Wang Ran came to the Watchmen Association.

"I want to issue a mission."

He slapped the VIP card on the counter and shouted loudly.

The little assistant flew over upon hearing the sound.

"Hello!"

"May I ask what type of task you want to post?"

"save the world?"

"Refining treasures?"

"Auxiliary Repair"

"Save the world!" Wang Ran interrupted the little assistant, "To take on my task, the weakest one has to be in the False God Realm!"

People around looked sideways.

They looked at Wang Ran curiously, wondering what disaster had happened to this guy's world, and the mission threshold was so high?

Please gods shot very expensive!

Can this guy afford it?

The little assistant landed lightly on the counter, and it reminded: "Every god's time is precious. Asking the gods to make a move requires at least 500,000 Mobi coins. Do you have sufficient funds?"

"Money is not a problem." Wang Ran said indifferently, "As long as it can help me solve my troubles, any amount of money is fine!"

The assistant asked, "How many gods do you want to invite?"

"How many?" Wang Ran frowned, "What are you talking about?"

The little assistant replied: "At least one god must be invited to release the task. If the task is difficult, it is recommended that you invite two gods, which is more secure."

"Shut up!"

Wang Ran pretended to be angry and said, "What about one or two people? Let other people think I can't afford to hire them!"

"Whoever wants to come will come!"

"All come!"

"Anyone who comes is welcome!"

His voice resounded through the hall of the Watchmen Association, and in an instant, the entire hall fell into silence.

The assistant asked suspiciously, "What do you mean?"

Wang Ran snorted coldly: "Don't you understand? There is no limit to my mission, as long as you are a god, you can participate, and I will deduct all the money from my card!"

There was a huge uproar all around.

"Where did this come from, sir?"

"Too arrogant!"

"Does he have that much money?"

The little assistant replied: "Please describe your task. I will determine the amount of the deposit according to the difficulty of your task. Please make sure your description is true to avoid unnecessary misunderstanding and loss."

"Too much trouble!"

Wang Ran waved his hand and interrupted the little assistant again.

"Isn't it just money?"

He looked around.

Everyone was looking at him, the eyes of these people were full of surprise and doubt, as well as vague expectations—expecting the embarrassment of him not being able to pay.

He opened his mouth slowly.

"I'll pay you one trillion yuan in advance as a deposit!"

He tapped his finger on the VIP card he had placed on the counter.

"Directly from the card."

When the voice fell to the ground, there was a burst of discussion around.

"One trillion? How dare he say it!"

"Moda believers don't have so much money, do they?"

"It's all gone!"

"Is he coming to the world hub for the first time?"

"A few days ago, there was such a person who opened his mouth for several million dollars, but after checking, he didn't even have a single Moda coin, and he said he wanted to see Moda."

"."

Wang Ran listened to the discussion in his ear, and asked without changing his face: "Is this okay?"

He doesn't need to explain anything because the facts will speak for him.

The little assistant replied: "Yes."

Under the gaze of everyone, the little assistant flew to the counter and shot a cone-shaped beam of light at Wang Ran's VIP card.

"Start deducting the deposit!"

Everyone whispered.

"It's so funny, I want to record this scene!"

"Let's reveal the original shape!"

"Shhh—don't even talk about it, just watch it for fun!"

"."

Wang Ran sat calmly.

In the next second, everyone heard a sentence that they will never forget.

"One trillion Morgan Dollars has been deducted from your account!"

Everyone:? ? ?

"Thanks for your trust!"

The little assistant's voice reached everyone's ears.

The noisy discussion suddenly disappeared, and the whole hall suddenly became silent, even if a needle fell to the ground, it could be heard clearly.

Everyone was shocked.

How can it be? !

They opened their mouths wide and stared straight at Wang Ran who was sitting in front of the counter.

The one trillion deduction was successful?

Oh God!

This person actually has one trillion Morgan Dollars? !

"Is it enough? If it's not enough, add more!"

It was very quiet in the hall,

Only Wang Ran spoke alone.

He looked around,

No one dared to look at him.

At this moment, there seemed to be an invisible sense of oppression in his eyes. Wherever his eyes swept, the people there lowered their heads in fear.

The intestines of these people are all regretful.

One trillion Morgan Dollars!

For a person who can afford so much money, even if he wants to kill a god, it is not difficult.

They were smashed to death with money!

Wang Ran glanced at the person who said he was going to record him just now.

This person is like a cock that has been strangled by the throat, his face is flushed, and his brain is down.

Wang Ran looked away.

One trillion MMO coins must be enough to attract the attention of MMO, what will happen next?

Did the Morgan Conference come down suddenly, and then slap him, the person who stole the bank card, to death?

Wang Ran waited silently.

hum!

The little assistant shook, and a gentle female voice came from inside: "It's more than enough, honored guest."

Morda did not come immediately.

Wang Ran was surprised and said, "A real person?"

"Hi, my name is Shengya, it's an honor to speak with you."

The little assistant replied.

"I am the vice president of the Overwatch Association. The Overwatch Association has received your one trillion Moracoin deposit. May I ask what kind of doomsday your world is experiencing?"

"We'll draw up a mission brief based on your description."

"Then release urgent missions to all gods through the exclusive channel of the Overwatch Association!"

Vice President Sheng Ya's voice was unusually soft.

Wang Ran thought about it: "My world has negative energy called grievances. They cluster together and cause supernatural disasters. I want to ask someone to help me purify these grievances, and record the location of each grievance cluster at the same time."

"It's a dangerous mission."

"There is already a strong man who built a three-story altar trapped in it."

"But not everywhere is as dangerous."

"Also, I hope to release another branch under this task."

"The strong man who built the three-story altar was cursed spiritually, and his mood became more and more depressed, and he was likely to commit suicide in the end."

"I want someone to save her."

"Um……"

"That's about it."

When the voice fell, the little assistant popped up a light curtain with the task introduction, task requirements, and task rewards written on it.

"Please take a look."

The voice of vice president Sheng Ya came from the assistant.

Wang Ran took a cursory glance, and nodded after confirming that it was basically correct: "Just press this to post, I authorize you to open the world channel to my world."

"OK!"

The little assistant spun around cutely,

Wang Ran was slightly taken aback, wondering if the little assistant was doing the spinning, or was it controlled by Shengya?

Ding!

There was a crisp sound in the hall.

"Urgent notification! Urgent notification!"

"Now release the nightmarish overwatch mission "Grandmas of Resentment" to all guardians above gods, please check your mission list!"

Nightmare Overwatch is second only to Hell.

The Watchmen Association attaches great importance to this task. After all, Wang Ran is a big client who bet one trillion Morgan Dollars, and the task itself is dangerous enough that even the strong man who built a three-story altar has his life in danger.

At the same time, many gods in countless worlds have received the news.

"The bonus pool is one trillion Morgan Dollars?"

"Just idle, let's take a look!"

"Who issued this mission?"

"The powerhouses of the third-tier altar will also be in danger?"

"Seems like an interesting task."

"Go see the world."

"You also received this mission? Let's go together!"

"."

The entire world hub was disturbed by the sky-high commission task released by Wang Ran.

One trillion Morgan Dollars!

If one can make a unique and outstanding contribution in this mission, one person can monopolize 30% of it, which is 300 billion Mobi coins, which is 300,000 copies of god-level resources converted into god-level resources!

Who can be indifferent to 300,000 training resources?

And because the bonus pool is large enough, even if you can't make outstanding contributions, you can still make a small profit by showing your face in the mission.

So the gods set off with great interest.

A group of strong men walked out of the dangerous place of cultivation and opened the portal to the earth.

boom! boom! boom!

Domineering auras appeared above the earth.

The gods came hand in hand.

Powerful wills collided across the air, the world changed drastically, and doomsday-like scenes appeared everywhere on the earth.

"What happened?"

Ordinary people look at the sky above them in horror.

"Hahaha! Why are you all here?"

"I haven't seen you for more than 20,000 years. I didn't expect you to be alive."

"They're all old friends!"

"What a vast world!"

"Boundless, it is very suitable as an arena for gods!"

"It's rare to get together, who wants to fight with me?"

"What if I accidentally blow up this planet, do I need to pay for it?"

"."

Consciousnesses communicated in the sky above the earth, appearing chaotic.

"enough!"

"Don't forget what you are here for!"

The gods of the Overwatch Association spoke up.

Others bet one trillion Morgan Dollars on the Overwatch Association to issue a mission. If the God who performs the mission messes up the mission world, the Overwatch Association's signboard will be smashed!

The majestic divine power swayed across the surface of the earth.

The hundreds of meters high waves gradually sank into the bottom of the sea as they advanced, the collapsed peaks stood up on the ground again, and the dark clouds covering the sky turned into tens of thousands of small fragments.

The sun shines on the earth again, and everything returns to peace.

"If you want to fight, go to outer space!"

The Overwatch Association has long expected that the gathering of the gods will easily cause chaos.

"But once you make a move."

"You will be deprived of mission qualifications!"

"Also be careful of our sanctions!"

The gods of the Watchmen Society sound a warning.

"Tch, got it."

"This seat has no other meaning, don't get me wrong."

"Do the task first!"

"Where is the cursed Altar Realm?"

"."

The gods cheered.

The Overwatch Association has a lot of people, and the gods don't want to be in the mold of the Overwatch Association.

Furthermore, they use people's money to eliminate disasters for others. After all, they are here to help the world quell disasters.

At the same time, Anna who was in Mascowa looked solemn.

She felt the breath of the gods.

Several of them are equal to her, and they are also strong people who have built three layers of altars.

There are others who are slightly better than her, have built higher altars or mastered more powerful rules.

Normally, she would definitely come forward to negotiate with these gods to ensure the safety of the earth.

but now.

She showed a dejected look.

"How are you doing?"

Wang Ran came out from the iron gate.

He said to Anna: "I invited some gods from the hub of the world, and they will help us restore the doomsday."

Anna froze for a moment.

These gods were invited by Wang Ran from the world hub?

She looked anxious.

Although these gods can help the earth quell the doomsday, this is drinking poison to quench thirst.

Because the world where the earth is located is an ultra-rare world with ten levels of space!

Once discovered,

Sure to cause an uproar in the hub of the world.

At that time, everyone wants to come to this world to take a share, and the earth, as their first stop, will inevitably suffer huge damage!

The level of power in this world is really high.

It may be able to deal with the impact of the world hub, and even affect the world hub in reverse.

But the earth is full of ordinary people.

She is the strongest on earth, she is not sure to protect the earth in chaos!

Wang Ran didn't know what Anna was thinking.

He said to Anna: "You inspired me. If it wasn't for saving you, I wouldn't go to the world hub to hire someone."

This is the truth.

If he hadn't been moved by Anna's tears, he might not have gone to the world hub to release the mission.

After all, this is just a simulation for him. If something went wrong in this simulation, just simulate it again.

However, posting tasks is a good move.

With a high probability, he can find out the location of all the grievance clusters in this simulation, and he can also test the reaction of Mo Da by the way.

Anna froze.

He exposed his world just to save me?

Wang Ran smiled and said, "I don't know what's wrong with you, but I will definitely save you, no matter what happens to you."

Anna's eyes were red, and she pursed her lips.

She is not usually so vulnerable, but after being involved in the starfish game, her emotions became a little out of control.

"Relax."

Wang Ran comforted softly: "The starfish game won't do anything to you."

"The time flow between the earth and the world hub is one to ten. Within seven days, there must be a god who is good at purifying and lifting curses to come to the earth to help you. You will be fine."

Although he didn't know what Anna's death mission was, the method of killing in the starfish game was to make the participants fall into depression and finally kill themselves.

He guessed that Anna was suffering and needed comfort and encouragement.

"You are a very good angel."

he said with a smile.

The light of the purification circle sprinkled on his face, setting him off extremely sincerely.

Anna stared blankly at Wang Ran.

I. I'm a good angel?

Really?

"Don't think about it these days." Wang Ran warned, "I need you very much, you are my guardian angel, and I will not allow you to die in such an inexplicable place!"

He needs me?

In an instant, Anna felt a strange feeling. An indescribable feeling of emotion or admiration surged in her heart, and finally rushed out of her eyes.

She couldn't hold back.

"woo woo woo woo."

She threw herself into Wang Ran's arms and wept loudly, tears rolling down her face.

Wang Ran hugged Anna's soft body stiffly.

The physical attribute of up to 10,000 points endowed him with a keen perception beyond ordinary people.

He felt that there was nothing under Anna's white robe. Anna seemed to be... a vacuum?

He was a little overwhelmed.

What should he do now?

pinch?

Wang Ran shook his head slightly, shaking out the thoughts that should not have been in his mind.

But doing nothing doesn't work either.

Seeing Anna crying more and more sad, what if Anna suddenly couldn't think about it and committed suicide before others came to help?

The vinegar is gone, isn't he making this plate of dumplings for nothing?

no!

Something had to be done to get Ana to stop.

how should I do it?

Wang Ran didn't know what he was thinking, but he unexpectedly took out a small bowl and handed it to Anna's chin.

tick! tick! tick!

Anna's teardrops fell into the bowl with a crisp sound, like pearls rolling off a jade plate.