At that moment.
If someone could break through the barrier of the atmosphere and look down from above, they would see countless pillars of light descending from the sky onto this planet.
The pillars of light in the Nine Provinces were not isolated cases.
Pillars of light crossing the boundary fell on every continent. Though the system had forcibly sealed off and separated nations from one another, preventing the countries beneath the same starry sky from communicating or making contact, at this moment, every nation seemed to have reached the same turning point of fate.
Of course.
The players in the Nine Provinces currently had no attention to spare for any of that—
Everyone stared at the brutal numerical gap on the regional rankings, all of them somewhat dumbfounded.
28,000 versus 400.
This could no longer be described as a gap. This was basically the goddamn Mariana Trench!
"So this is the—foundation of the civilian Construction Club?"
A player looked up at the scene and felt his vision go dark.
The players knew that the people in the Construction Club spent all day thinking only about scamming others and raking in survival points, and that the dungeons they made were basically all worthless trash that could never make it onto the stage. But not even in their dreams had they imagined that these people could be trash to this extent!
400 influence? That was not even enough to match the spare change of Lu Xiu's total—no, not even the spare change of her spare change!
"Do we even need to choose?"
On Maple Leaf Avenue, Wei Yidong pointed at the sky, his eyes nearly bulging out. "This is basically the system shouting at the otherworld players on the other side through a megaphone, 'Don't bother with anyone else! Everyone stand