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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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Preparing the Plan

"Is what he said true?" Aron stood there, dumbfounded, unable to utter a word.

Anna had not revealed the full truth of the previous transaction to Aron for a simple reason: many external forces were still investigating the forum user "Lucky Pretty Boy."

The details of the transaction were known only to her and a few high-ranking officials.

The fewer people who knew, the lower the risk of a leak. Anna nodded silently. "Aron, your primary responsibility is security. I hope you can understand certain things."

That transaction involved over a thousand pieces of equipment, distributed from top to bottom within the Angel Guild. Some elite members were armed to the teeth, their strength more than doubled.

Inside, Aron was boiling with emotions, his anger gradually dissipating. Compared to the thousand pieces of equipment, those few military supplies really weren't much...

However, Irving wasn't done speaking.