He still held the system in awe, but he had long since lost that reverence for his own kind.
He had become the very sort of person he had once despised most: a boss who cared only about results, not the process.
This was the alienating effect of power.
Qiao Luo shook his head helplessly.
It seemed his colleagues at the institute were destined for many sleepless nights.
The main objective of this trip had already been achieved.
Looking at the evolution potion he had just acquired, Zhang Mingzhen felt it was time to track down more boss-level monsters.
So after the plane landed, he did not return to Ling City. Instead, he contacted the Starlight Merchant Guild.
He requested intelligence on the regions suffering the worst warcraft invasions worldwide—even if no boss-level entities had been discovered there yet.
The military could certainly keep track of disasters in various countries, but what he planned to do next was not something he could bring out into the open.
Recently, large-scale warcraft invasions had broken out frequently across the nations of Blue Star, and player casualties continued to climb.
The total number of players worldwide had plummeted to fewer than three billion.
Gao Linzhi had known that figure for some time.
He could not help marveling at how this game's invasion had become a struggle for survival in an apocalypse.
In just a few short years, humanity had lost well over half its population.
And that was only because he had set a lower limit. Otherwise, it might have become an apocalyptic planet with only a few hundred thousand people left.
Just like the homeworld in Alien: Covenant.
However, a piece of good news was also spreading everywhere: people often spotted Chongxing in disaster-stricken areas of the real world.
Wherever a horde