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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 · เกม
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461 Chs

289 Essence Extraction Equation!

The two auditing students who were called over had bitter expressions and looked at the outspoken natural-born soldier with a bit of resentment in their eyes.

"Brother, what was the point of talking back? Now you've gotten yourself into actually having to do the practical operation too."

If us and others don't perform well, won't we also be scolded?

Moreover, if these regular students who have the opportunity to practice can't do it right, how can they expect us, who just occasionally come by for a splash of soy sauce, to manage?

And the instructor, why did you have to drag us into your bragging?

It's tough! So tough!

The two auditing students glanced cautiously at the Butcher instructor, only thinking about how to tactfully decline.

"Why are you standing there, go on, you're up."

"..."

The auditing students timidly looked towards the Butcher instructor, their eyes carrying a hint of retreat. "Instructor..."