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I Can Extract Game Items

August Clementine was once Reacher, a wealthy and thrill-seeking businessman who had everything but satisfaction in life. After a fatal adventure, Reacher awakens on a parallel Earth, in the body of the destitute and troubled 19-year-old August Clementine. With his new identity, August finds himself burdened with debt and responsible for his beloved younger sister, Sophia. Desperate to change their fate, August immerses himself in Enders Light, a cutting-edge VRMMORPG that blurs the line between virtual and reality. In this fantastical game world, players can bring specific items that meet certain requirements into the real world and even gain a fraction of their in-game abilities and strength. Stuck at level 12 and unable to progress past his starting village due to a rare armor shortage, August must rely on his wits and determination. A breakthrough comes when he retrieves a mystical purification stone from a river teeming with magical aqua beasts and uses it to cleanse an ancient, corrupted altar. His reward includes the legendary Fruit of Corruption, a priceless item with the potential to grant supernatural abilities in the real world. Caught between the allure of selling the fruit for financial security and the temptation of gaining extraordinary powers, August must make a choice that will define his and Sophia’s future... "What? I gained the ability to extract any item from the game into the real world without restrictions?"

Decrepit_bastard · เกม
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Three Days

Derrick weaved through the throngs of people inside. Nurses were overwhelmed as they fielded questions, with some nearly in tears. One doctor stormed down the hallway, shouting into a radio.

"We need backup here! I don't care what it takes, just get more security!"

Derrick gritted his teeth as he heard a woman's voice rise in desperation. "I'll pay any price, anything! Just tell me where he is!"

It was clear that everyone who had seen the viral video had flocked here for the same reason as Derrick. But they weren't his concern. 'Tara… she's my priority. I need to find this man so he can help my Tara...'

He pushed forward to the reception desk. The woman behind it was pale and visibly shaken with her hair disheveled. She was arguing with someone when Derrick interrupted.

"Excuse me, ma'am," Derrick said. His voice, though rough, had a calm steadiness to it. "I need to speak with someone in charge here. Please."

"Sir, if this is about—"