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Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high!

Good news! The game is up and running! Bad news, while other players play the game, I get played by the game. Bai E had reserved "Galaxy Online" only to find himself turned into cannon fodder artificial human within the game world. High-dimensional demons, endless swarms of insects, the crisis of intelligent machinery... Universal pests running rampant, and Bai E even has to face a fourth catastrophe—players. Confronted with these things, even the soul won't find peace after death. Finding a place to bury oneself first seems like the most prudent way to die. Wait, what's this? 【Lucky Strike: Tenfold critical hit, maxed drop rate, a single strike for 999! Current charge: 100/100 (Note: Equipment depends entirely on drops, free trade for all.)】 Bai E: "Initially, I refused to struggle for survival in this crisis-filled Galaxy World, but then I gave it a try, wow! The drop rate is really high!" (PS: Players who have been cut by the leek can also have a process they are passionate about. Come play a game, protagonists, players, us...) ```

The Unsealed Secret Tome · Games
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316 "Helpful" Sandworm

Bai E paused while digging the trench, as a shadowy image flashed through his mind.

He helplessly glanced at the warrior who had spoken... Had that kid's mouth been touched by the divine?

He didn't utter a warning, for the sandy movements of the worm weren't clearly indicated in his mind; he could only roughly sense that the sandworm was attacking from underground but couldn't discern the exact spot it would emerge.

Perhaps near the vehicle?

"Boom!"

The sandworm burst forth from the earth, its ferocious bone blades revealing their sharp curves in mid-air.

"Ah!"

The warriors, engrossed in their digging, trembled as they turned to look at the giant worm that had just landed.

"Sandworm!"

"The worm!"

They cried out in unison.

Having undergone training about the newly emerged sandworms, related information sprang to their minds—

Its weakness is blunt-force trauma.

Concussion Grenade!