Hey everyone, Glenfonov here. Cool, right? He finally got himself a webcam. Guys, you can drop r7 казино a like just for that. He didn’t want to, but I told him: “No, people have to see you.”

So today, guys, we’re playing “Steal the Brainrot.” I don’t even know why, but right now there’s like a million people active on this map.

On my stream, a bunch of you kept asking me to play Steal the Brain. I don’t exactly get why we’re supposed to steal them, but… let’s find out.

I made a private server so Sofonov and I can level up on our own—so no one sees how much of noobs we are, you know?

I’m logging in now. I read the map description… didn’t understand a single thing.

— “Go buy Nabini Pazanini.”

Okay… what am I supposed to do? Buy Nabini Pazanini? What? Where am I even supposed to get it?

Sofonov, do you get any of this? I just grabbed someone.

— “Who did you grab?”

— Wait, stop. Oh, you have to pick based on the amount. See down there, bottom left? You have $100. You need to snipe the right one—that’s the trick.

So, are we supposed to steal from each other or what?

— “Yeah. Yeah-yeah-yeah.”

What’s that noise? Wait—he’s coming toward me! I don’t know what’s going on. Oh, we can buy each other’s stuff back? It’s like an auction for noobs!

Ah, now I get it—we’re basically stealing each other’s brainrots. That’s why there are so many players. Look—he just bought one, right? My Brand. I go up to him and say: “Bro, come with me!”

Oh, wait, I need 10 more… For what?! Hey, why are you stealing from me? Nabini Pozanini is mine. I pinned him down.

God help Sofonov if he tries to take it. I’m taking this Pizani with me—it’s my guy.

— “Hey, hey—stop! Stop! Stop!”

Protect him. Back off, this one’s mine. Nabini Pozanini—don’t you dare touch him.

Ah, I don’t have enough money.

— “You don’t?”

— Yeah, and actually, neither do I. I couldn’t have bought him anyway. But still—I can collect from him now.

I have $52, but that’s probably not enough for anything…

Oh, wait—$250! Look at this beauty! The Robux store… Wait, what? Already?

I could boost the server’s luck by x2, but… nah, not yet. I don’t get it. I’m not buying anything right now—it’s dumb to donate at the very start.

Don’t even think about aiming at this one—

— “I’m not, I’m not.”

I’ve got $127, trying to find something else…

Sofonov, I just snagged such a dude—it’s insane, bro!

Come here, look—

— “Hey, give him back!”

No way. He’s my watermelon now. What? You think you can just take him? Go find your own.

Look, he spawns here sometimes—told you. Go grab him. You sly fox… Oh, so much money here.

They say you can lock your base—ah, so that’s how. How much did I snipe him for?

— “Did you donate for that?”

No, what do you think I am? Why would I donate in the first second?

— “Because you wanna win.”

No-no-no. Don’t steal the brainrot.

Here comes some Bombini Crastini—nah, not interested. I need something expensive. I’ve got $422k now.

— “How much you got, Sofonov?”

— $267.

Sorry, yeah, I did donate a little. I didn’t realize how intense this was gonna get.

I’ve got a plan: we could leave the private server and join a public one, so we can steal from other players. Or… we build up our base first, then go hunting.

Here—come here. I’ll buy you something. Look, see—oh, never mind. You’re not getting anything from me.

— “Don’t buy me stuff, I don’t need your money.”

I could’ve bought you something for $200k, but you’d just steal it from me. Idiot.

— “Idiot yourself.”

— I’m offering peace.

— “No way, I’m not letting you grow.”

That’s fine, bro. I’m making more money in one second than your Nabini Papazini will make in 400 years.

Okay, hang on—I’ll buy you something. Wait. This is the whole point of the game—stealing from others.

Who are you planning to steal from? Hey, two ears, listen up.

Look—want a little dolphin?

— “Yeah, yeah, I want it.”

Then back off, fatty. Either pick the dolphin or something else. Maybe a sparkling mouse? No?

Alright—how about a Banana Dolphin? Or Lemon Perachilla?

— “Yes, yes, I’ll take it.”

Okay, here’s a bird. Catch it.

— Ow! Hey! Give it back!

I’ll disconnect you. You stole my brainrot. Solo.

You’re not getting anything else from me. I’ll buy for myself. You rat. You know what you are? A flea’s child.

— “What’s that called?”

— A nit. You’re welcome.

Alright, here’s the plan: we’re leaving the private server and going to a public one.

Goal? Work together to rob the rich.

We spawn in. I’m scanning the area. Cash tracker says $13k… oh—Africana Grande for sale in X seconds.

— “Dude, she’s loaded.”

Yeah, we’re neighbors now. Your base is right next to mine—perfect.

We scout around…

There’s this player—total newbie, nothing worth stealing. But wait—

— “Bro, come here, come here! 34 seconds ‘til it opens!”

We hide behind a wall.

I whisper: We HAVE to rob Ballerina Cappuccino.

The timer hits zero. I open my base.

— “Go, go, GO! Grab anyone! I’ll hold them off!”

I snatch Ballerina Cappuccino. She’s yelling: “Why did you steal my Ballerina Cappuccino?!”

Now she’s guarding her like it’s the crown jewels.

We pretend to negotiate:

“Look, we’ll farm a bit and return her, okay? Honest.”

— “You’re lying.”

— “Well… yeah.”

Later, we find two other players. I open their base, Sofonov rushes in—snatches Bubbleoni and runs. They respawn, but too late—we’re already out.

Then… the revenge arc begins.

They start chasing us, trying to steal our expensive pets.

I’m blocking the gate, screaming:

“LOCK THE BASE! LOCK THE BASE, SOFONOV!”

We barely manage to slam the doors shut as their whole squad rushes us.

New target: Sofia.

She’s right next door. Beautiful lineup.

I whisper: “When I open, you hit her hard.”

I open—she punches me through the wall! But I still grab Ballerina Cappuccino #2. She rage-quits instantly.

We keep cycling through servers, hunting whales.

Goal: spot the richest player, ambush their base, and grab the most expensive pet before they react.

Next victim: Zaychonok2011 — $228M net worth.

We camp outside. She walks in—last mistake she ever makes.

I open the gate, Sofonov snatches Bombardiro Crocodile, I grab something else. She’s stunned—we’re already gone.

By now, we’re legends on the server. Everyone either rage-quits or locks their base the moment we appear.

We’re like a two-man mafia: one distracts, one steals.

We hop onto a fresh server.

Target acquired: DXC — 263 million in cash.

— “That’s our guy.”

I creep toward his base.

Sofonov whispers: “8.7 million over here too—another rich one.”

We split up, circling like vultures.

But here’s the twist—his most expensive pets are in the fuse machine, mid-upgrade.

We can’t just grab them… yet.

I see the timer: 20 seconds until a Legendary hatches.

I block the door, heart pounding.

“Don’t let him out. This one’s MINE.”

Timer hits zero—Legendary spawns. I slam E—SNATCHED.

Sofonov’s yelling: “I got the Mythical too!”

We’re sprinting out as he respawns and chases us, furious.

Next server— jackpot.

One guy has 9 BILLION but hasn’t spent it.

Another has a literal planet pet inside the machine. Can’t take it yet… but it’s on our list.

Meanwhile, trouble brews at home:

We’re mid-hunt when a squad storms MY base.

They’re trying to steal my Tiger Termeline.

“GET OFF HIM!” I’m punching like my life depends on it.

Two down, one left—Tiger’s safe.

Then comes the Heist of the Day.

We spot Mr. Bauka017. Rich, careless, and his gate’s about to open.

I block him in, Sofonov dives past—grabs the rarest pet in his collection.

He rages in chat. Too late—we’re gone.

By now our inventories are absurd.

I’m rocking multiple legendaries and a couple mythics.

Sofonov’s zoo looks like a billionaire’s Pokémon lineup.

We’re at the point where people see our names and instantly rage quit.