"No way. Can a game really cause multiple organ failure?" Piper frowned. "Why would I lie to you? It's true. I think this is a sign. Something big is about to happen," Martin said. "Piper, don't you still have some money? Lend me a bit, I'll pay you back later." Piper hesitated. "I don't have money." "No money?" Martin's face turned cold right away. "Who are you fooling? Doesn't Aiden give you two hundred thousand every month? How could you not have money? You just look down on me, don't you? Piper, I really thought you were different. Turns out I was wrong. You're just like all those rich people." Piper bit her lip and said with a trace of grievance, "Aiden hasn't contacted me for a week. He didn't give me money this month." "What?" Martin froze. "How could he do that? He likes you so much. Usually, he can't even stay away from you for a day. A whole week without calling? Did something happen to him?" "How would I know?" Piper got annoyed. "Besides, he likes me, not the other way around. Why should I care about his business? He just has some money and thinks he can buy me with it? Every time I see him, I feel sick. Besides, he's thrown tantrums before. After a few days, he always comes crawling back to apologize. Why are you getting so worked up?" Martin nodded. "You're right. But if he comes to apologize this time, don't forgive him so easily. A week without contacting you, that's too much. Listen to me. When he does come back, get more money from him. Doomsday is going to blow up. I'm planning to start a studio. That amount is nothing to him, but it means a lot to us." "Depends on my mood," Piper said casually. "Talking to him isn't about money. I don't even care about that. I just told him to come and pay the bill. I asked him to bring you some food too. If he gets here soon, maybe I'll forgive him." "Do whatever you want," Martin said. "But I'm serious. I have a feeling Doomsday is something big." He added, "Didn't you say Aiden's good at gaming? And he's rich too. You should have him play with you. It could really lead to something in the future." "Who needs him to play with me?" Piper sneered. "I'd rather he stay far away from me. It's just a game. I can do great on my own. Right now, I still have to study. Aiden only looks impressive because his family has money. Once we graduate, I'll definitely be a thousand times better than him." "Sure, sure. You've got endless potential," Martin said with a grin. Piper smiled proudly. "You get me, not like Aiden, who's always acting all high and mighty. He's always talking about how after graduation, he'll get me an internship at some big company. He says it's for my own good, but he has no idea how disgusted I feel seeing that arrogant look of his. It's like he's giving charity to a beggar. Anyway, let's drop it. Let's sing." Martin didn't say anything else. He grabbed the microphone and started singing loudly. He had a feeling that from today on, his life was about to change. Doomsday is definitely not ordinary. He wasn't the only one who thought that way. All over the world, people began to sense something strange. After the incidents, some started digging into information about Doomsday. But they found nothing. No developer, no registration, nothing at all.It was like the game had appeared out of nowhere, quietly, and then somehow caused so many deaths. From powerful elites to government officials, everyone took notice of this mysterious game that seemed to affect reality itself. While the news was being covered up, even more people entered the game, trying to uncover its secrets. By the second day of the closed beta, Doomsday had already caused a huge stir in small circles. And the name Nighthale, the only player on the leaderboard, started drawing massive attention. However, his true identity was bound to remain a mystery. An hour later, Martin put down the microphone and rubbed his stomach. "Piper, is Aiden here yet? It's been an hour. I'm starving." "I don't know." Piper frowned, looking annoyed. Usually, when she asked Aiden to come and pay the bill, he would rush over within half an hour. If he were even a few minutes late, he'd keep apologizing.After that, he would carefully walk her home. But tonight, it was already this late, and he still hadn't shown up. Piper already sensed something was off, but with her pride, there was no way she'd reach out first. "Maybe you should call him," Martin suggested. "I really think something might've happened. With his personality, he wouldn't last a week without contacting you."