At this moment, inside the CCTV livestream studio.

As Ning Yi opened the door, Xiao Sa and Ma Fanshu clearly froze for a moment when they saw what was happening beyond it.

“This… is that a player?”

Xiao Sa leaned in closer, studying the white man being surrounded by wolves on screen. Recognition flashed across his face, “I remember now, isn’t that the player from Russia next door?”

As the host responsible for the National Fate broadcast, he had studied all the players from every country early on.

He hadn’t memorized them all, but he recalled the major nations’ players.

Since Russia bordered Kyushu, of course he had paid extra attention.

Snapping back to his senses.

He glanced at the scrolling chat to see what the audience was saying.

“Hahaha, I just came back from the Russian player’s livestream. I thought he was done for, but he ran into Ning God.”

“Guess he wasn’t fated to die yet. This Russian’s luck is insane.”

“You think Ning God will help him?”

“He should, right? Our relations with Russia are still pretty good, aren’t they?”

“That’s just national interest. As an exchange student here, I can tell you most Russians don’t like Kyushu people at all.”

“True, Russians might get looked down on by whites, but they still act with that same arrogance and look down on Kyushu people.”

“As long as this Russian doesn’t attack like the Indian player, I think Ning God will save him.”

The Kyushu citizens debated heatedly.

As for whether Ning Yi would lend a hand, Xiao Sa kept neutral, “Ning Yi’s decision isn’t for us to control. Let’s just keep watching.”

At that moment.

One comment caught the attention of Xiao Sa, Ma Fanshu and every viewer in the stream:

“I’m gonna puke. I just came from the Russian’s livestream. That guy is a white supremacist, he disgusted me!”

The Kyushu citizens froze.

Immediately after, Hacker Bro posted some reports on the forum.

One article described a group of drunk white men beating a Kyushu exchange student until he suffered a concussion and passed out.

And the ringleader was…

Holy shit!

Wasn’t that the same player from Russia?

“Ning God, don’t save him!”

“If that Russian lives, I’ll be sick for days.”

“Damn, but Ning God doesn’t know.”

“Now the Russians are nervous too, terrified that bastard will do something stupid to anger Ning God.”

“Honestly, I’m kind of hoping this idiot pisses Ning God off!”

The Kyushu citizens erupted in fury.

Meanwhile, Makarov’s actions on screen perfectly embodied the saying: you reap what you sow.

* * *

“Hey! Brother! Help me!”

Makarov, face alight with excitement, ran toward Ning Yi.

“….”

Ning Yi narrowed his eyes, staring at him.

The next second, text appeared:

[Target: Human]

[Name: Makarov]

[Affiliation: Russia]

[Strength: E+]

[Threat Level: Almost Zero]

[Friendliness: Hostile]

[This is a typical white supremacist. He sees you as a shield and intends to use you to die in his place.]

“Tch.”

A cold light flashed in Ning Yi’s eyes.

Truthfully, he had thought that if this player’s friendliness was normal and he showed no hostility, he would help him.

After all, Ning Yi wanted to study the Circle of Friends feature.

But he hadn’t expected…

That this disgusting racist would immediately try to harm him.

‘Save him? Save my ass!’

On the other side, when Makarov saw that the Asian man just stood there frozen, not reacting, disdain filled his heart.

‘Scared stiff? As expected of a yellow monkey.’

“Roar!”

The six Gale Wolves reacted, charging toward both Makarov and Ning Yi.

“Damn it!”

Makarov cursed.

If this Asian helped, he could use him as bait and escape. Who would’ve thought the guy was such a coward?

“Roar!”

The Gale Wolves were fast.

In seconds, they were on his heels.

Fortunately, he had reached the Asian’s side.

“Hahaha! You worthless yellow monkey, obediently die in Makarov’s place!”

Makarov sneered, grabbing Ning Yi’s hand.

He tried to hurl him at the wolves to buy time.

But the next second.

His expression froze. No matter how hard he pulled, face reddening from effort, he couldn’t budge the man.

‘Impossible!’

Before entering the National Fate Marriage Game, he’d won strongman gold medals—he could pull a truck!

Yet this Asian, maybe 180 cm and 150 pounds at most, couldn’t be moved?

“You reap what you sow.”

Ning Yi said flatly.

Then he reached out, clamped a hand around Makarov’s neck and with a squeeze lifted him up.

“Ughhh—”

Makarov’s eyes bulged in pain as he tried to pry the hand off.

Then suddenly he felt weightless.

Spun 360 degrees mid-air, he was slammed hard into the ground.

Before he could recover.

“Roar!”

Beastly snarls hit his ears.

A moment later, agony exploded from his arms and legs.

“Ahhh! Fuck!”

He screamed in pain.

He tried to struggle.

But the Gale Wolves’ bite strength was monstrous. No matter how he moved, he couldn’t break free.

“Roar!”

Another wolf lunged, sinking its fangs into his neck.

That was the end. Blood gushed, his body convulsed and within moments he was dead.

[Detected death of Russian player…]

[In three minutes, a disaster will randomly occur within Russia. After the disaster ends, another player will be selected to enter the game.]

“Owww—”

The Gale Wolves, after killing Makarov, didn’t feast immediately.

Instead they released him and turned their vicious eyes on Ning Yi.

“You’re too greedy. Why not enjoy a last meal first? It’s not like I’d stop you.”

Ning Yi sighed helplessly.

The moment he finished speaking, the six wolves charged him.

* * *

At that moment, in Russia’s livestream.

Seeing Makarov try to kill Ning Yi and end up dead instead, the whole chat erupted in wails.

“Damn it! I knew that idiot would do something like this!”

“It’s over, in three minutes the disaster will strike!”

“I want to kill Makarov’s entire family! Someone tell me where they live!”

“Officials! Get out here now! We need protection!”

The citizens of Russia were thrown into chaos.