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March Into Hell

From that day on, secret realms descended upon the world. Bizarre creatures cried out for nourishment, and strange rules lay in wait for the fortunate. These individuals were lured by supernatural abilities and treasures, entering the game for wealth and power. Yet soon, they would go mad with the roles they played, consumed by the savagery. But he was different, always relishing the thrill of fear, savoring the joy of despair. In the razor-sharp twists of fate, "Fantastic, thrilling!" he exclaimed. Then he turned around, smiling and even more expectant— Striding towards hell. [Modern mysteries, rule replicas, heartwarming healing, Sbarazzi.]

I added mushrooms for you. · Urban
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128 The True Strength of Northern Isle High School_3

"Seriously, I'm not trying to criticize you guys,"

"You've got only 19 hours left until the deadline for clearing the assessment Secret Realm, and you can still eat?"

"Do you have any idea how many people are waiting to see you suffer casualties?"

"Do you know how many people are waiting to see me become a laughingstock?"

"I can't afford to lose face, and neither can the Scout Corps."

At this, Aiko slammed her tablet onto the podium with a "thwack."

"If you understand, then sit up straight! I'm talking to you, Li Qingming!"

Scrape, scrape, scrape.

All four of them sat up a bit straighter.

Seeing her team obediently follow orders, Aiko couldn't help but feel even more satisfied, and she pressed a button on the tablet: "Pointer, turn on the projector and display my profile."

The projector on the ceiling lit up, and a standard Vanguard profile appeared on the large screen at the front of the classroom—

[Aiko, female, 21 years old

[Status: Elite Vanguard (Mechanic)