"That bastard actually abuses small animals."
"Exactly. I switched hundreds of IPs just to get into this base."
"That guy must be a real-life villain."
"Right. Even if we can't kill that bastard openly, we can lure other Mutated Creatures to him. I bought detailed information on some nearby Mutated Beasts. Everyone, take a look."
"His destination is definitely where he killed the bats last time. There were so many little bats, and he actually used a hydrogen bomb."
"A Ming, go drive away the bats first."
"Yes, Gang Leader."
"The few of us will do this..."
"As long as his mecha gets blown up several times in a row, he'll probably go bankrupt. He's operating the lowest-grade Blade Mecha, so this pervert is most likely a low-level Mecha Pilot. Once he goes bankrupt, the game company will sue him. Our goal is to make sure he spends the rest of his life in prison."
"Yes, Gang Leader."
What Yang Bo didn't know was that a group of players had gathered at his base from all directions, planning to deal with him and digging a pit for him.
Watching the mechas fly overhead, Yang Bo was filled with envy. "Those mechas are so beautiful. You can tell at a glance that they're high-end."
It wasn't that Yang Bo couldn't afford to switch mechas. If there had been a cheaper mecha available, he would have changed to the cheapest one long ago. After all, he was only killing small animals.
Of course, these high-end mechas also came with exorbitant operating costs. They were used to hunt and capture exotic beasts.
But when rich people played games, they played for fun. They didn't care about repair fees or whether they could make money.
"Ah, what?" Yang Bo arrived at the location and