At that moment, the players were on the verge of collapsing.
Some players with weaker mental fortitude had even squatted in the novice village and started crying.
But there was nothing they could do. This was simply a cruel fact: if they could not endure it and were inferior to others, then naturally they could not live as well as other people.
Of course, to be honest, these players could hardly be blamed for throwing a little tantrum. No matter which path they took, they would never reach Ye Tian's level.
Just look at him. Ye Tian was now calling Progenitor Dragon his brother and marrying Yuanfeng, Chang'e, Little Dragon Girl, and the others. What could these people say? What could they possibly say?
"Forget it... We should focus on cultivating. Complaining now is useless. Besides, everyone isn't stupid. The real world is still threatened by all kinds of mutated beasts, zombies, and demon beasts. With the resurgence of spiritual energy, we're still confined to the Underground City."
"When we can return to the surface depends on when we players can grow strong enough."
"Of course, Ye Tian is the exception."
"Still, speaking of that, I just thought of something else... I feel a little better now."
"Hm? What is it?"
"I noticed that the voices of those foreign federation players seem to have disappeared from the World Channel. It looks like the World Channel now belongs entirely to us Longguo players!"
"...You should think about it. Ye Tian just wiped out ten million foreign federation players today. Do you think those people still dare to speak in the World Channel? Wouldn't that be courting death?"
"Exactly! Now I feel better. Hahahahaha!"
"..."
The World Channel had originally been somewhat oppressive, but as these conversations continued and the Longguo players