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Meteor Fall Master in the 'Starry Abyss'

A veteran player of "Starry Abyss" and a Meteor Fall Master known as Ace Bro, Li Zi came to the game world with his system template, arriving at the era of the game's beta version. This was the worst of times. Cosmic forces and financial magnates colluded, causing The Gate to the cosmos to be shut, planets' resources exhausted, even sunlight monopolized. It was also the best of times. All the Extraordinary Systems had just started, and in this era, only he possessed the final version patch as a Meteor Fall Master. While people reveled in the smoke of plasma cannons, Li Zi had already torn apart warships with Gravity. As Special Ability users proudly indulged in their awakened abilities, Moonlight had already become a servant to Li Zi. When the Interstellar Fleet crossed the Galaxy, Li Zi had just ignited the forty-second Stellar, illuminating the entire cosmos. "People have been trapped on the ground for too long and have forgotten that this Starry Sky should belong to us all," he said gently, holding a black hole in his hand while facing an indescribable native Evil God.

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183 Chs

080. Global Wanted

Fifteen minutes later, after getting dressed, Lu Run witnessed two shootings and a gang firefight at the street corner before the nervous him was taken away by two professional testers, Xue Nian and Luo Le.

"This game doesn't even have a teleport function, you need a communication tool to contact people, and you can only rely on yourself to get around, what a hassle."

Luo Le's appearance is that of a sturdy young man with half of his short hair dyed purple and three fluorescent crystal tubes on the left side of his face. With his hands in his pockets, even though he had no weapons on him, he emitted a dangerous aura sufficient to deter the local youths from approaching.

"How about it, kid? Will you take some shots here?"

Xue Nian was even more massive than Luo Le, with shoulders as wide as a door and a buzz cut. He wore denim jeans washed to fading and a laborer's wife-beater; he looked like an elephant—gentle in appearance but capable of flattening someone with a single stomp.