112: Chapter 112 Global Summit, Humanity's Last Hope

Just as Gu Fan was selecting dipping sauces for his second hot pot, the high command of the entire Blue Star Civilization had already fallen into the deepest panic and chaos since its founding.

The supreme leaders of the nine great Alliance Districts around the globe convened the highest-level emergency security video conference in history.

Every leader's face was etched with bloodshot eyes and unconcealable terror.

The final message transmitted by the Saint, along with the terrifying illusion originating from the depths of their Souls, made them realize that this enemy surpassed all previous understanding.

"Everyone, all the combat footage transmitted back from the Seventh Alliance District in Tianqiong City is here."

The Chairman of the First Alliance District, a white-haired old man, opened the holographic projection in a hoarse voice.

In the projection, the descent of the Cosmic Hamster and the Saint's world-destroying divine light made these leaders, accustomed to grand spectacles, feel their hearts pound.

But soon, everyone's expressions turned strange.

Because the focus of the footage shifted to the young man leisurely eating hot pot, drinking beverages, and watching the show from a sofa on the rooftop.

When they saw the world-destroying divine light transform into the hot blast from a ceiling heater, just to warm the sofa for that young man.

When they saw the Half-step Martial God Saint have his Dao Heart shattered by a single question, leading to an instant Epiphany.

When they saw the mountain-sized Cosmic Hamster being lulled to sleep by a baby bottle, ultimately becoming that young man's pet.

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence.

Finally, a five-star general from the Third Alliance District, known for his iron-fisted rule, slammed the table and stood up, pointing furiously at the lazy figure in the footage.

"Absurd! This is utterly absurd!"

"Must the fate of humanity hinge on a lazy bum who saves the world while lying on a sofa?!"

His questioning was also the doubt in everyone's hearts.

But after roaring, he wearily sat back down.

Because the report showed that this 'lazy bum' had annihilated a hundred-person elite squad of the Guixu Cult and caused the Half-step Martial God to achieve Buddhahood in an instant with a mere thought.

If you think you can do better, then you go!

No one dared to step up.

"We must gather the most elite fighting strength of all humanity!" The leader of the Second Alliance District ordered decisively, "All S-Class Gene War Gods, the Martial Emperor realm old monsters who have remained in seclusion, and the trump-card Disaster-level Ability Users from every nation must immediately form the 'Blue Star Guardian Alliance' and prepare to face the final battle!"

"Agreed!"

"Seconded!"

The order was immediately executed.

But a new problem arose.

The five-star general spoke again, his tone full of conflict: "Then... how should we handle this Gu Fan? How do we get him to act?"

A staff officer whispered a suggestion: "Should we... use the greater good of all humanity to forcibly conscript him?"

Before the words faded, they were slapped down by a report personally written and secretly delivered by Zhao Zhengyang.

The report's title was: "Profile and Contact Recommendations Regarding Mr. Gu," and its content was just one sentence:

"Never reason with him, and never try to force him in any way, or suffer the consequences yourself. — A tearful warning from a Martial Emperor who just learned how to bark."

Looking at the report, cold sweat broke out on the backs of all the leaders.

Finally, the Chairman of the First Alliance District made a resolution.

"Dispatch the most venerable, completely non-aggressive 'Sea-Calming Divine Monk' among us, who has dedicated his life to 'Peace and Love,' to Tianqiong City. We will use the most sincere attitude to 'request' Mr. Gu Fan's assistance."

...

At this time, Gu Fan had just finished his second hot pot, feeling completely satisfied.

He was currently playing with his newly acquired pet in the ruins outside the city.

The Cosmic Hamster had shrunk to the size of a truck according to his wishes, looking more like a giant guinea pig. Gu Fan had casually named it 'Fries.'

"Go, Fries, pick that up!"

Gu Fan pointed at a half-collapsed hundred-meter-tall building, as if tossing a small stick.

"Squeak!"

Fries chirped happily, bit down on the main steel beam of the building, and trotted back through a cloud of dust, placing the building at Gu Fan's feet. It then rubbed its giant head against him, seeking praise.

Just then, a peaceful Buddhist light descended from the sky.

An old monk wearing simple saffron robes, with white eyebrows hanging to his shoulders and a compassionate face, leading a delegation composed of the world's top experts, landed in front of Gu Fan.

It was the 'Sea-Calming Divine Monk.'

When he saw the 'post-apocalyptic' scene before him—a human playing harmoniously with a world-destroying giant beast—even his Martial God Realm Zen heart nearly shattered on the spot.

He took a deep breath, pressed his palms together, and bowed respectfully to Gu Fan.

"Amitabha. This old monk Dinghai pays respects to Benefactor Gu."

"Benefactor Gu, the great cosmic calamity is approaching, Blue Star is in grave danger, and all living beings are in peril. This old monk earnestly implores you, for the sake of hundreds of millions of lives, to step forward and save this world!"

The old monk's words were sincere and deeply moving.

Gu Fan scratched his head and let out a satisfied burp.

"Save the world? Oh, that matter..."

He seemed to have just remembered such a thing.

He pointed to the sky, then pointed toward the city center, looking displeased.

"The last fight caused too much commotion and blew up the exclusive game server for my favorite game, 'Glory of Gods and Demons,' so I still can't log in."

"Also, my favorite 'Old John's Fried Chicken' shop collapsed. I haven't been able to eat my favorite spicy chicken leg burger for several days.'"

"I'm in a bad mood, I have no appetite, and I don't want to move."

Sea-Calming Divine Monk: "..."

The expert delegation behind him: "..."

The global leaders watching this scene via live broadcast: "..."

The entire scene was dead silent.

The end of the world, the suffering of all beings... to you, it's less important than a game and a burger?!

After a second of silence.

The Chairman of the First Alliance District let out a hysterical roar into the communicator:

"Quick! Mobilize the world's top hackers and the most elite network engineers! At any cost! Within thirty minutes! You must fix Mr. Gu's server for me! No! Upgrade it to a cosmic-level server!"

"Construction departments! Immediately dispatch the best construction team! Bring the original blueprints of that fried chicken shop! Rebuild the shop overnight! It must be plated with gold! It must have diamonds! We must let Mr. Gu feel the sincerity of all humanity!!"

In an instant, the most elite forces of all humanity began a frantic general mobilization, just so their savior could play games and eat fried chicken.