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Pride Online

Although Wisana was the son of a developer of “Pride Online”, the most popular game of this time, he had never shown any interest in the gaming world. However, when his crush mentioned she was playing the game, he immediately joined in! He began his journey as a clueless new player, so inexperienced that even a two-year-old could defeat him! His misfortune was endless from the start… First, he landed in front of a Boss-level monster! Then, he accidentally kicked the boss and had to run for his life… And when he tried to sell his items for some money, he almost got tricked by a cunning seller! Yet, there was a light at the end of the tunnel. Just as he was about to fall for the seller's trick, a girl named Maysa suddenly appeared and saved him. She taught him everything about this virtual world and even invited him to join her party. Who would have known… that their lives would change forever… The system would like to announce an event from the GM, hunting the Boss “Lord Inferno” at the abandoned dungeon with a Mini Event “Get the shot if you dare!” “This is definitely our event,” Maysa said, looking up at Wisana with sparkling eyes. Wisana turned to look at the pretty face that was made up with a smile as always. But he somehow felt anxious. “I changed my mind. We’re not going to Tristan tomorrow. We’re going to the abandoned dungeon!” “Huh!!” And so, the legendary adventure of the duo began!

MaSaLaN · Games
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Entice the Tiger to Leave its Lair (1) Part IV

“Oh, I forgot to tell you something, Miss Maysa.” His words made her stop. The pair of grey eyes glanced back at him.

“Yes?”

“The Pride has launched a new patch now. May I ask if you noticed that your P.M. was installing the new patch when you were logging in?” Maysa narrowed her eyes a little when she recalled that the P.M. actually had installed a new patch when she got in the game.

“And what about it?”

“I just want to introduce the newest system in the game to you. The patch is called ‘Player Hunter,’ I invented it myself.”

The gunner girl’s eyebrows were knitted a little while she was studying the expression of the one who was leaning back against the backrest of the sofa casually like he was talking about the weather.

Unlike her, who now pressed her lips tightly together, not feeling impressed about this system’s name that this guy just told her.

“And why are you telling me this?” She chuckled.