The neon city is a hunting ground, and the live broadcast footage is disguise. When the whispers of the false god believers resounded through the safe zone, and when the 749th Bureau's guns were pointed at this "out-of-control anomaly", Lu Yan licked the corner of his mouth: "Conscience? Face? Can that stuff fill your stomach?"
Many years later, a live PK will determine the survival of mankind. Facing the false god of destruction, Lu Yan just raised his hand tiredly.
"I'm tired, please be direct." He said softly to the millions of viewers and the evil spirits in the sky:
"Money, come."
The next second, a divine gift? No! It is the torrent that annihilates divinity, rushing from the human world!
The spokesman for the false god on the opposite side collapsed and screamed: "Why?! Why can he directly 'demand' divine power?!"
Lu Yan grinned, revealing his inhuman fangs: "Why? Just because I'm a hungry ghost, an undercover agent, and a walking shelter!"
"Welcome to the world where humans eat gods."
