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Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high!

Good news! The game is up and running! Bad news, while other players play the game, I get played by the game. Bai E had reserved "Galaxy Online" only to find himself turned into cannon fodder artificial human within the game world. High-dimensional demons, endless swarms of insects, the crisis of intelligent machinery... Universal pests running rampant, and Bai E even has to face a fourth catastrophe—players. Confronted with these things, even the soul won't find peace after death. Finding a place to bury oneself first seems like the most prudent way to die. Wait, what's this? 【Lucky Strike: Tenfold critical hit, maxed drop rate, a single strike for 999! Current charge: 100/100 (Note: Equipment depends entirely on drops, free trade for all.)】 Bai E: "Initially, I refused to struggle for survival in this crisis-filled Galaxy World, but then I gave it a try, wow! The drop rate is really high!" (PS: Players who have been cut by the leek can also have a process they are passionate about. Come play a game, protagonists, players, us...) ```

The Unsealed Secret Tome · Juegos
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On the road leaving the camp, Bai E quickly pondered the tasks he needed to complete today.

Issuing quests was a must, and the psychological boost of +1 from yesterday allowed him to assign two days' worth of tasks to those three players.

Relics, relics, they sounded like they weren't somewhere close to the military camp.

If he really could use his privileges to set out with the team, it certainly wouldn't be a trip he could return from in one or two days; that +1 limit was at best a way to minimize losses, but he expected it still wouldn't break even.

As for the type of quests... Yesterday's tasks had a good effect, so he would keep them the same today.

Another thing was... harvesting experience.