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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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Start Hunting! Part II

BANG!!

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But he did not even move to attack back at all, there was like a gunshot sound coming up. And now this Minotaurus was blown out of Wisana’s sight instantly.

He was blinking for a few seconds, before looking up at the top of the building and seeing Vis aiming his rifle to attack the enemies from there.

“That’s why he’s called Eagle’s Eye, huh? From that far range, but still managed to make a headshot so accurately. So annoying.”

Tryne spoke sarcastically, even though his tone sounded more like admiring.

“Sorry about that.” Once again, the owner of that green hair turned to smile at Wisana. “I slipped one out of my hand, so it came at you. It won’t happen again.”

“It’s fine.”

Wisana replied with a wry smile for a second. Then he looked up at Vis, before holding a hand to his eyebrow and flicking up a little as a thank you to him. And Vis waved as a “No problem” in return.