"Extreme heat, extreme cold, exile."
"Eighty Degrees High Temperature, One Hundred Degrees Below Zero Extreme Cold, and a god who will arrive once a year..." Long An Guo's voice grew increasingly hoarse. It was easy to tell from his tone that his mood was probably terrible.
Disaster Permanence—a noun filled with such temptation.
Everyone thought that a permanently fixed disaster would be nothing more than an ordinary disaster they might normally encounter.
Even if it were somewhat more extreme, it would at most reach the level of a series of disasters.
But the reality was that these three options provided by the game were enough to make one's heart turn cold just by looking at them.
Whether it was extreme heat, extreme cold, or the extremely high frequency of godly descents, all of them were filled with the threat of death!
"Yes. That's precisely why I called you all here to study the options together."
"After all, you'll still have to face most of the future yourselves." Su Mo explained softly.
"Can we choose none of these three and continue with the previous rotating disasters?" Yu Tie asked.
"I'm afraid not." Su Mo shook his head.
"To the game, killing a god is more like a milestone or symbol. We have no say in the matter."
"But the fact is, no matter which option we choose, humanity currently has no way to prepare for it."
"That's why the game gave us six months to prepare. If we still haven't chosen within six months, it will randomly decide on one option." Su Mo answered.
"Isn't this just forcing a sale?" Yu Tie said helplessly.
"Ever since it abducted us from Earth and brought us here, it has already been forcing a sale."
Although the simple-minded Yu Tie had become a god,