[Right Kidney · Scout Outpost Affiliated with Freedom City]
It was cold and damp, and the air was thick with a pungent, fishy stench.
This place was nearly a thousand kilometers from the once-prosperous [Freedom City]. The sky was crisscrossed by massive pipelines—the renal tubules. In a cramped cave, several hundred powerful players from the Eagle Kingdom huddled together like a flock of defeated roosters.
The magnificent guild hall was gone, as were the rows of Titan Mecha.
Senator Smith sat on a rock covered in unknown slime, staring at the huge chunk missing from his experience bar. His old face was so gloomy it seemed ready to drip water. Just hours ago, they had not only lost the Mecha, bases, and resources built at the cost of tens of millions of dollars, but several real-world consortium tycoons had also been repeatedly killed at least two or three times in the Blood Sea by that [Bloodthirsty Demon Lord].
"Fuck! My Mecha! My experience!"
The head of the Morgan Consortium no longer had even a trace of a Wall Street magnate's poise. Wearing nothing but the basic gear from respawning, he cursed furiously in the mud. "Wings of Freedom, are you people useless?! You couldn't even stop one monster!"
"Boss, that was a Level 35 Lord monster..." Captain Trump sounded close to tears. His own experience had been wiped clean, and all his equipment had dropped into that boiling Titan Blood Sea.
At the center of the crowd, a player whose game ID was [Donnie] remained silent.
In the game, he was an extremely ordinary [Steel Bastion]—a recommendation from the think tank, leaving plenty of options for his second class advancement while preparing some Flesh and Blood Path talents to extend his lifespan.
In reality, he was the Eagle