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Global Dungeon: My Support Is Too Strong

# DUNGEON On a certain day, dungeons from another dimension suddenly appeared on Earth and monsters started to invade human civilization. Humans were forced to form hunting parties to conquer dungeons. Hunters can be separated into different jobs, including Knights, Warriors, Archers, Magicians, Assassins, and Supporters. Each job had its own responsibility when they fought together. When Lu Benwei was transmigrated to this world, he got the weakest job and became a Supporter. Fortunately, he received the One-click Support System. Resource Support: Click to receive 10x experience, 10x item drop, 10x money drop. Walk Through Wall Support: Click to increase speed and unlock the ability to walk through walls. There’s no place that you can’t go in the dungeons. X-Ray Vision Support: Click to clear the fog and locate every hidden chest and mission. Health Lock Support: Click to lock your health. You’ll be immune to any damage for a set amount of time. Storage Support: Click to expand your storage. You can store as many items, pets, and runes as you want. “He can walk through walls, has X-ray vision, and invincibility? You call that a support system? He’s basically hacking!” “I’m not hacking!” Lu Benwei replied.

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Who Said We're At a Loss?

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The bid of 500 bottles of spirit light power really surprised everyone.

"Even if it's for the sake of your own club's reputation, there's no need to spend so much spirit light, right?"

"What do you know? This stone is clearly of great use to both sides."

While everyone was discussing, Lu Benwei smiled slyly and whispered a few words in Chu Yan's ear.

A moment later, Chu Yan's clear eyes flashed with a trace of slyness. She covered her face and chuckled. "Alright, I'll listen to you!"

Cong Jian looked at the two of them and asked in a cold voice, "What are you two planning?"

Lu Benwei looked at him contemptuously and said, "Senior Cong Jian, right? Are you sure you want to fight me to the end?"

Cong Jian smiled noncommittally. "What else? Do you think I'm a three-year-old child playing with sand?"

"That's good. I'll offer 550 bottles of spirit light power." Lu Benwei slyly smiled.

"600!"