In the office, a middle-aged man with thinning hair and a beer belly sat in a large leather chair, facing a young man standing opposite him.,Wu Chen queued for over an hour to buy a game helmet. He checked the time, it was 11:25, so he hailed another taxi and hurried home. He kept urging the driver to hurry along the way. By the time he got home, it was already 11:50.,Although humans put up a valiant fight, they were ultimately overwhelmed by the overwhelming horde of demons. In the end, every single human on the battlefield perished. Countless demons roared across the field, reveling in their victory.。