novelODS Chapter 10 rewards 1 bottles of mineral water, and the Lighthouse Nation goes crazy with joy!
Chapter 10 rewards 1 bottles of mineral water, and the Lighthouse Nation goes crazy with joy!
The live stream from the United States.
The deathly silence lasted for three seconds.
James Hall held a beer can suspended in mid-air, his mouth agape, wide enough to fit an egg.
The co-host slowly turned to look at him.
"James, it hasn't been ten minutes yet, do you want to start chewing now?"
"Shut up!"
James slammed the beer can down on the table.
"That doesn't count! He just got lucky and happened to stumble upon some solid ground! S-class disaster zones are full of these kinds of ground debris; it doesn't mean he's successfully escaped!"
He was about to continue his sophistry.
A golden notification popped up simultaneously above the top of all live stream rooms worldwide.
[Global Announcement!]
[American player Marcus Jensen kills F-class aberration – "Groundhog"!]
[The Lighthouse Nation has received the kill reward.]
[Reward Details: 10000 citizens will be randomly selected nationwide, and each will receive 500ml of purified water.]
The chat in Da Xia's live stream was taken aback at first.
[F-rank? What kind of garbage rank is that?]
[Sand rat? That name doesn't sound very impressive...]
Wait, what's the reward? One bottle of water for every one of the ten thousand people???
[When Su Shen kills a D-rank monster, the entire nation's lifespan increases by 1 and their constitution by 2; if he kills an F-rank monster, ten thousand people share a bottle of mineral water???]
Hahahaha!
[A bottle...500 ml...of purified water? ?? I'm not seeing things, am I?]
The US livestream room, on the other hand, has a completely opposite style.
James Hall practically sprang from his chair, his hands raised high above his head, spilling foam from beer cans all over the table.
"YES! YES! YES!"
He slapped the studio stage, his face flushed with excitement.
"Marcus! I knew he could do it! The first kill from the United States! Our era of resource plunder has begun!"
The assistant host also stood up, looking excited.
"This is the first kill record for the United States! Although it's only F-rank, it means..."
"This means we are accumulating knowledge and experience!"
James interrupted, forcefully waving his fist at the camera.
"Rank F is just the beginning! That tricycle kid from Great Xia got the first kill purely by luck! We, the Beacon of Light, are taking a steady, methodical approach! We'll clear out the low-level monsters first, accumulate resources, and then gradually move towards higher-level targets!"
"This is the correct survival strategy!"
The barrage of comments from the United States was instantly ignited.
USA! USA! USA!
Marcus is the real hunter! Steady and methodical, unlike some who rely entirely on luck!
The resource era has arrived! Let the people of Great Xia see what true strategy is!
[Ten thousand bottles of water! Quantitative change leads to qualitative change! Continuous kills mean continuous resource input!]
Then, millions of excited netizens in the beacon of democracy did the same thing.
They flooded into Da Xia's live broadcast room like a tidal wave.
In an instant, the live stream chat room of Da Xia was flooded with a dense barrage of foreign language comments.
Where is your tricycle boy now? That's hilarious!
[F-Rank Kill > Escaping for your life in the swamp, hahaha.]
[First kill in the US today! What did Su Chen do after securing the kill? Nothing but pedaling a tricycle!]
Su Chen = A professional escape artist, not a warrior.
Our heroes are hunting, your heroes are running away!
The barrage of comments on the Great Xia forum was completely overwhelmed, and the few Chinese comments were instantly drowned out.
But just seconds later, the counterattack began.
[Don't you know the difference between F-rank and D-rank monsters? Su Shen can one-shot a D-rank monster, and you're all this happy about killing an F-rank rat?]
If 10,000 people each received a bottle of water, our national life expectancy would increase by 1 year and physical fitness by 2. Calculate for yourself how many orders of magnitude that difference in benefits would be.
[How many disabilities and serious illnesses has Su Shen cured with his global first kill? What can your F-grade rat cure? Thirst?]
[Hilarious! So many people from the US are spamming this post. Are they upset because they didn't get a chance to win one of those 10,000 bottles of water?]
A massive barrage of comments erupted instantly, creating a chaotic and intense atmosphere.
The official studio of Da Xia.
Lin Xiaotang looked at the screen full of comments, turned to the camera, and straightened her back.
"Please don't be swayed by the hype. Let's objectively compare the actual benefits of the two kills."
"Su Chen, a contestant from the Great Xia Kingdom, has killed a D-level mutant Swamp Devourer, earning the global first kill reward. The lifespan of the entire nation increases by 1 year, and their physical constitution increases by 2. The beneficiary population is 1.4 billion."
"Marcus, a player from the Lighthouse Nation, has killed an F-level mutant sand rat and received a kill reward. Ten thousand random players will each receive a 500ml bottle of purified water."
She paused for a moment, her tone calm yet carrying a hint of sharpness.
"One is a permanent improvement in the physical fitness of the entire population, and the other is mineral water for 10,000 people."
Zhao Mingyuan leaned back in his chair and added a sentence.
"F-rank is the lowest known aberration, with combat strength roughly equivalent to that of an ordinary wild animal. The rewards for killing an F-rank are not just orders of magnitude different from those for killing a D-rank, but on a completely different level."
"The fact that players from the US have killed F-level monsters only shows that they are still in the beginner's safe zone, only encountering low-threat targets. This isn't called playing it safe; it's called being a frog in a well!"
"We're not qualified to enter the real battlefield yet."
Professor Zhao's words sent the Great Xia barrage of comments into a frenzy.
Professor Zhao is right! An F-class insect is just a giant rat! How dare they brag about killing a rat?
[Su Shen killed a D-level monster that even a heavy machine gun couldn't penetrate with a shovel, while you guys killed a rat in a B-level armored vehicle. Who should be teaching whom survival strategies?]
[The achievement of the United States, mobilizing the entire nation's resources: one rat + 10,000 bottles of mineral water. So touching.]
[It's suggested that the US save these 10,000 bottles of water so their athletes can use them to wash their faces and calm down when they encounter a D-level monster.]
[If Su Shen saw this announcement, he probably wouldn't even bother to lift his eyelids.]
The viewers in the live chat guessed correctly.
Su Chen did not look up.
As the golden bulletin popped up, he was stuffing the last bite of his compressed rations into his mouth, chewing it expressionlessly, and swallowing it.
F-level kill.
Ten thousand people, one bottle of water.
Nothing to do with him.
He glanced at the time in the upper right corner of the system panel.
Current time: 23:58
Two minutes left.
Su Chen carefully folded the packaging paper of the compressed rations and stuffed it into his pocket. He then put his hands back on the tricycle handlebars and waited quietly.
Thick fog enveloped him, and the surrounding area was vast and boundless. The hard ground beneath his feet felt solid and reassuring; the mud was only a thin layer, neither corroding nor sinking.
He finally stood on safe ground.
But this is just the beginning.
He needs more intelligence, more routes, and more supply coordinates.
23: 59.
Su Chen stared at the numbers on the panel.
Time ticked by, second by second.
Finally, back to zero.
The pale blue, semi-transparent panel flickered, and three lines of brand-new text slowly emerged from above.
Su Chen's gaze swept across each line.
When he saw the contents of the third piece of information, his body jolted violently, and he froze in his car seat, completely still.