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Global Survival: 100 Times Cultivation Speed From The Start

Global Survival: 100 Times Cultivation Speed From The Start It is the Year 2052, mining workers in Country A have accidentally dug through a bottomless pit. Bizarre-looking creatures have escaped from underground and caused a large number of civilian casualties. The Abyssal Passage has opened! Ten gigantic Golden Ranking Lists have also appeared in the sky. The strange phenomenon has plunged the whole world into chaos. The Golden Ranking Lists have evolved from the will of the world. Those who get ranked on the Golden Ranking Lists will receive heavenly opportunities; the higher the ranking, the greater the rewards. The first person to be on a Ranking List will get its only divine-grade reward! From this point onwards, the fate of humanity will be all changed! Chu Feng bounces up from the sofa, gasping for his breath as he awakens to the year 2052. He can still feel the cold sensation of the long sword of his ‘good’ sworn Big Brother Lin Yi slicing through his heart. “I…..I’m not dead?” He soon realizes that he has been reborn 10 years back in time! The Tribulation has not yet arrived; none of the tragedies has happened yet! He knows what will happen in the next 10 years! He must now seize Big Brother’s opportunities, he must avenge himself! He must seize all the opportunities and ascend to the Golden Ranking Lists, and obtain all the divine-grade rewards as soon as possible before the invasion of the Abyss! He must become even stronger!

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Editor: Henyee Translations

Number 1's words made Elder Luo think carefully.

He subconsciously looked in Chu Feng's direction.

Was the appearance of that little fellow intentional? Or was there another reason?

What was the master's purpose?

What was the cause of this calamity?

Where would it end up?

When and in what way would the existences as strong as Master return?

For a moment, countless questions flashed through Elder Luo's mind.

But no one could answer him.

All of this was like a ball of loose threads.

Countless threads twined together.

It was complicated.

It couldn't be cut, and it was still messy.

They were just people in the game.

There was no more communication between Number One and Elder Luo.

They silently looked at Chu Feng, No. 7, and the others in the air.

In the sky, Chu Feng was unaware of the voice transmission between the two big shots.

He did not know what secrets he had.