There's a Sneaky Player Raiding My Home, How Am I Supposed to Play This?

Eagle Country, Chicago Sister City, within a forest.

This forest had originally been quite lush.

But after the Heavenly Tribulation Alert sounded, the players had urgently razed the entire forest, solely to better protect the Information Pillar located at its center.

At this point, fourteen hours had passed since the Heavenly Tribulation Alert had sounded.

Other than the alarm that had gone off over seven hours ago, they had not encountered any other unusual circumstances.

Under this agonizing wait, one player grew rather frustrated and finally complained.

"Fuck, what kind of useless trash are the players over in New York City?"

"It would've been one thing if the system hadn't warned them before, but even with a warning, they still got breached. Other than calling them all noobs, I can't think of any other words to describe them."

"If we get a few more pig teammates like that, won't our equipment and items just randomly self-destruct?"

A player beside him reminded him.

"Don't say that. The Dungeons are completely closed right now, so we can't receive any news from New York City through them."

"Who knows? Maybe a War God appeared over there and steamrolled all the players?"

At the mention of the War God, every player nearby shuddered.

Although the Tentacle Race had yet to produce a War God-level player, that did not stop them from learning about the terrifying power of War Gods through various channels.

If a War God wanted to flatten the players in an entire city, it really would not be a problem.

"It can't have been a War God. If it really were a War God, the system wouldn't have assigned beings at our level to guard the Information Pillar."

Another player joined the discussion.

"And even if it was a War God, so