Countries around the world randomly select "chosen ones" to enter the national destiny space, compete for resources in the form of a farming game, and reap a hundredfold feedback to reality. Those who draw a "hell-level" field at the beginning have a mortality rate of 99%. The protagonist, Lin Mo, won the worst position, but relied on his clever tricks to counterattack the world.
[Dragon Kingdom: Lin Mo, 23 years old, occupation: None (Latest login record: 72 consecutive hours of online game "Doomsday Farmer")]
When the camera shot to his face, Lin Mo was licking the potato chip seasoning on his fingers.
The air froze for three seconds.
He blinked, wiped his fingers on his pants, and waved to the camera: "Morning, have you eaten?"
In the global live broadcast room, there was a momentary vacuum in the barrage.
Then, the volcano erupted.
——"Wait, who is this otaku?!"
——"Occupation 'none'? Is this what we, the 1.4 Billion people in the Dragon Kingdom, have chosen?!"
——""Doomsday Farmer"? Isn't that a scam mobile game? My nephew just quit it last month!"
——"It's over, it's over, it's really over this time..."
