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The Shelter Game: Me, Starting with a Tenfold Drop Rate

The apocalypse arrived, and Irving was betrayed and killed by his own girlfriend. After his rebirth, he was chosen by the Will of the Blue Star to be an internal beta tester of the Shelter Game, starting with a [Tenfold Drop Rate] and becoming a [Necromancer]! Ferocious and brutal exotic beasts are all tamed by him, gradually forming a powerful "Exotic Beast Legion" under his command! Building sanctuaries, hoarding supplies, upgrading outer walls, setting traps... Constructing the most powerful fortress in the apocalypse! "Since I have been given a second life, I will trample those who've betrayed me once under my feet!" ... When the Dark Lord descended, Irving's shelter had become the strongest on the Blue Star! "You evil creatures, dare to covet Blue Star?" "Come on! Let me show you what true despair is..." "Remember, from now on, Blue Star is under my protection! Got it?" ---------------------- Update Daily! 9 AM PST Please show your support if you enjoy the story! How can you show your support? Gift Power Stone! 150=1 bonus chapter 200=2 bonus chapters 500=3 bonus chapters Bonus release will drop the following week!

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The Real Threat

There was no point in hiding the Night Blades situation from Vicky and Sophia, so Irving decided to explain everything.

"You mean to say, the ones hunting us are sent by the Night Blades?" Sophia's expression turned complicated. She had heard a bit about the Night Blades. 

But she hadn't expected them to act so quickly.

"They probably already know about what happened with the Brotherhood of Night Blades." Irving said with a bitter smile. "Their entry into the secret realm this time is likely not just for treasure hunting…"

The atmosphere grew tense.

At that moment, rustling sounds came from the forest behind them, accompanied by screams of agony.

It was the eight players who had been left behind after chasing Sophia. The Poisonous Fang Paralyzed Spiders were highly perceptive. Even the slightest movement could attract their attention.