The Psychic Alarm Device

To survive in a game plagued by rampant beasts and continuous disasters, one must build their own power!

"Death is easy. It's surviving that's the hardest." Irving said, his eyes firmly fixed on Sophia. "If you choose the former, I won't stop you. But if you want to truly control your destiny and save them, then you can come with me."

After saying this, Irving left the cave with Vicky.

By this time, James and his team had cleaned up the bodies of those people, leaving only traces of fire in the mine.

The Brotherhood of Night Blades would eventually find this place. Having witnessed Irving's strength firsthand, everyone's attention was now focused on him.

"Irving, we've gathered all the materials mined these past days." James said, presenting the materials.

[Black Iron Ore*1249]

[Gold Sand Ore*842]

[Obsidian*8]