"Gods, why are you so cruel, giving me hope only to crush it!"

"Who said we'd get through this round safely before?"

"Oh my god, I don't want to live anymore!"

"Is this the Mad King Building? This is only the sixth cycle, right? Someone who didn't know would think it's the sixtieth!"

"Does anyone have a Block K? Use it now, pause the game time!"

"This is unplayable, I'm jumping—anyone want to join?"

"Run, run, run, we can't stay in the dormitory building. This round is aimed at slaughtering the building. Who wants to head into the Blood Mist World with me?!"

"The game is entering the Blood Mist World, are you crazy?!"

"Anyone have a stealth-breath item? I'll buy it at a high price!"

Players panicked, their cries frenzied, voices stretching thin.

Before a natural disaster, people are as weak as ants, and when the disaster is man-made, it's even more terrifying!

Staring at the distant tornado, Xu Lang's expression was equally grim.

This situation, he really couldn't handle it. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Earlier he had felt almighty, near invincible.

Then the next second the enemy arrived from the sky!

The Mad King Building is a bunch of beasts!

Did they airdrop supplies to the Rakshasa Country faction?

Xu Lang had been simulating how to break into the Rakshasa camp, fighting thousands alone, but he never simulated this scene.

…

Within the Blood Mist, the Rakshasa Country's entire army formed ranks, a commander standing at the front, and even the queen's palanquin sat in the center of the camp.

"Great Elder Haran, you truly are a savior sent by the heavens to rescue Rakshasa Country!"

At the front of the formation stood an old man in a black robe, tall and lean, with deep-set features and unusually pale violet eyes.

He was being praised by the proud Rakshasa commanders.

"Such momentum would be impossible without everyone's help." Haran spoke calmly, without arrogance.

These days, Rakshasa soldiers had been actively striking out and hunting the monsters in the Blood Mist. The three tornadoes they could summon relied on mountains of corpses used as sacrifices.

Unlike Rakshasa sorcerers who specialized in elemental magic, Haran was not adept at elements; he excelled at sacrifice and summoning.

Soon, the tornadoes fully formed, left the Blood Mist World, and entered the Safe Zone.

The Rakshasa army marched in the wake of the tornadoes.

"Hahaha!" An armored commander glanced toward the Mad King Building and laughed wildly, "I see players jumping off. Those scum are fleeing the dormitory!"

…

Faced with that world-ending technique, Mad King Building's players made two different choices.

Some returned to their dorm rooms and hunkered down.

Others chose to jump off and avoid the worst of it.

"Don't jump. The Rakshasa army is gathering. If we leave the dormitory, we're truly done for!"

"The dormitory won't hold. At least our main door won't hold. We have to go. Worst case, wait until the tornado passes and come back!"

"Huihui, what should we do?!"

The players immediately split into two camps.

At that moment, a heavily armored small tank charged in from the other end of the corridor.

"Brother Lang, what do we do now?" Wu Huihui's forehead was already sweating.

Luo Lin, Chen Xiaoxiao, Kui Zi, Yan Xiaoli, Jiang Xiaowen and other players hurried over as well.

Even though the corridor was wide, right now it felt like they were being corralled.

Normally Wu Huihui could make decisions, but in this situation she genuinely had no solution, so she came to find Xu Lang.

"Decide for yourselves." Xu Lang shook his head and said to Wu Huihui, "You're the Floor Leader."

He had no problem taking lives from others, but bearing responsibility for other people's lives was something he truly disliked.

"Brother Lang, what about you?!" This reply did not surprise Wu Huihui; she stared at Xu Lang and pressed for an answer.

"Stay in the dormitory." Xu Lang answered first, then explained, "Remember the game's iron rules? Dormitory buildings will continue to exist. I've never heard of a dorm building collapsing. The most likely thing to fail is our main door. If the door gets breached, you can use the spare door to replace it."

Smart players more or less prepared a spare door for emergencies.

"Okay!" Wu Huihui's lips moved, then she suddenly pressed them shut.

She had wanted to say, "Okay, we trust you!" but that would put pressure on Xu Lang. He wouldn't like that, so she kept quiet.

"Sisters, I decide we stay in the dormitory. If you're willing to stay with me, make a sound!" Wu Huihui looked at the women and called out loudly.

"Okay, we trust you, Huihui!"

The tenth-floor players were united, all looking at Wu Huihui with hope.

Pressure as heavy as a mountain surged over her, and Wu Huihui forced a smile.

"I'll provide a layer of protection for you. It's thanks to everyone for taking care of me and my mother for so long." Luo Lin spoke up then.

The noisy chatter fell silent, and everyone turned to Luo Lin.

This former outsider had become a star in the Mad King Building. The Evolution Serum was simply too tempting; most players from the Mad King Building had bought it, including the Golden Revolution.

Hence Mad King Building's players were generally good-looking compared to the outside world. Of course, those with bad genes couldn't be fixed even by Golden Revolution.

"Go back to your rooms. I'll have the biochemical soldiers stand guard in front of your doors!" Luo Lin faced the crowd and announced.

As soon as she finished, a line of biochemical soldiers filed out of Dorm 199, startling the players backward.

"There are two hundred and ten biochemical soldiers. They will be distributed across twenty-one dormitory doors as meat shields." Luo Lin continued.

"Thank you, Aunt Luo!" Wu Huihui rejoiced.

With such robust biochemical soldiers, they would certainly be durable.

She had seen survival shows that said when a sandstorm comes, one could hide in a camel's corpse.

Now the biochemical soldiers used as a human wall should be similar in effect.

The situation urgent, tenth-floor players rushed back home. Some whose dorm doors were of low level hid inside others' rooms, thereby gaining an extra ten biochemical soldiers.

…

Ninth floor.

"Who told you to go out?!"

"Everyone, go back to your rooms and stay put! Don't come out!"

"I'll handle what's next. At least I won't let you die in the first wave!"

Pandora waved her hand, and the players uncontrollably returned to their dorms.

…

Eighth floor.

"Brother Kai, what did Brother Lang say?"

"Brother Lang wants to stay in the dormitory!"

"Good, then we'll hold the dormitory too!"

"Li Zehao, Zhou Tiancheng, you with low-level doors, come hide in my place!"

"Brother Kai, let us hide with you too, our door levels are low!"

…

Seventh floor.

Under Floating Life Play's lead, players fell like rain, many jumping off the building.

…

Sixth floor.

The players were in chaos, some jumping, some returning to dorms.

…

Fifth floor.

Floor Leader Zhang Sanfeng and others hadn't returned. Someone "voluntarily" took the acting Floor Leader position, but no one accepted them, so there was no unified plan. Some jumped, some stayed.

…

Fourth floor.

Zhai Ren's body was strong, and the body-build playstyle was popular on the fourth floor. Most people had invested little in dorm security, so they chose to abandon the building.

…

Third floor.

Li Shuwen stood at the guardrail, saw the endless Rakshasa army after the tornado, and said, "We will also stay in the dormitory."

The Rakshasa army had come out in full force.

They did not choose to fight on the last day.

Today was the decisive battle!

If anyone abandoned the dormitory now, players would be trash before the Rakshasa army—there would be no survival.

…

Second floor.

Bai Wuya admitted he was very nervous.

We're dead, dead—this round is aiming to annihilate the building!

Although he had been a Floor Leader before, he had never faced this kind of situation and felt flustered.

[Second-floor chatroom]

[40 Bai Wuya: Do as you wish. Life and death are fated, wealth is in heaven]

[35 Li Ming: Brother Bai, what about you?]

[40 Bai Wuya: I'm going to ask Xu Lang]