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Red Envelope Group of the Three Realms

In a world of shallow-minded, materialistic mortals, what would one from humble beginnings - whose face had been stomped on, spat on, oppressed for the longest while by the arrogant, pampered upper echelons of society - do, when a mysterious application pops up in a brand new phone that was meant to be the birthday gift of an ungrateful girlfriend? What if the application takes the form of a chatroom where its occupants, bearing the names of mythical, fictional beings, start giving out 'Red Packets'; while spouting nonsense the entire time? Release Schedule: 14 chs / week *There is something wrong with the system. We are currently working on it right now. Thank you for your patience and support.*

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4890 Chs

Unpredictable Moves

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"Ouch… This itch is killing me… F*ck! Why's it so damn itchy? Ouch…"

Every member of the Hundred Beasts Faction was scratching all over their bodies to stop the intense itchiness. It was as if thousands of ants had crawled over their bodies and bit them at once.

It was not a far cry to say that they wanted to peel off their own skins right now.

"Poison Rat… What kind of trick is this… Argh… Antidote… Give us an antidote!" Long shouted furiously; his handsome face filled with bloody scratch marks.

"It's itchy powder!" Poison Rat was worse off, his own face so completely disfigured he could barely speak. "It's a low-level poison, it's not very harmful, so I stopped bringing the antidote a long time ago… Argh…"

"You bloody idiot! I'm dying from the itch… How could you say that it's not harmful…" Long Aotian scolded him furiously; he, the leader of Hundred Beats Faction had never fell to such a state! It's humiliating!