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Idle Online

Everyone loves play games but, is there has been a time in any game where did you feel that you were truly wanted? Where no matter what did you choose to do, did you feel the protagonist? Even if the role you play is small, is there have been sometime when did you feel yourself? Allan was such a person and this game will help him to discover things that he never knew, about the world and about himself. The imagen is not mine, it is from: Foto de Tecnología creado por rawpixel.com - www.freepik.es

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Chapter 50

When Allan came back into the game the landscape hadn't changed much. It had been about six hours since he logged out, which means a whole day had passed in the game.

Before Allan the same queue to enter the city stretched out as if it had no end.

As Allan went to the end of the line, he could see what kind of people were waiting.

Most of the people were players who were talking excitedly about his achievements, although occasionally you could spot merchants and the occasional hunter who probably came to sell their prey.

Although the human race was the least popular one that did not mean that nobody chose it, after all not everyone wanted to be a dwarf or an orc, some were happy with being human in the game too.

When Allan reached the end of the line, he approached the last person and asked:

"Excuse me, are you the last person?"

"Hey?" said the boy startled.

After his brain registered the words, the person turned around and when he saw that there was no one there he replied: