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When he woke up, Wang Shu found that he had become a rat at the bottom of the dungeon. In this dungeon, dwarves built towers, elves raised trees, and goblins became kings through numbers. According to the rules, rats and mice can only be used as food rations. Fortunately, Wang Shu's golden finger is so incredible that he can summon players from other worlds. So the style of the dungeon began to get out of control: "Mining? This is called dedicating one's life to the rat tribe's technology tree!" "Where are the engineers? Quickly change the plague trebuchet into a death rocket launcher!" ............ The Elf Queen sneered: "Ratmen are nothing more than filthy maggots." The next moment, her Eternal Tree was completely contaminated by the industrial wastewater poured in by the players. The dwarf king roared in front of his throne: "No one can break my mountain fortress!" Then his city gate was smashed head-on by a Rat Doomsday Wheel. ............ When Wang Shu led this group of lawless players to kill through the underground and rush out of the surface. What came face to face was a world completely corrupted by Chaos. Only a few creatures and the old gods are left struggling to resist. The players were silent for half a second, and then burst into deafening cheers: "New map!!" "Large version update!!" "Brothers, let's open up wasteland!! For the Horned Rat!!" Wang Shu looked at the group of players rushing towards the abyss front and fell into deep thinking: "In the end... Who is the real natural disaster in this world?"