The Seventh Magic Cube

Player: I'm a worker whose monthly salary doesn’t even hit $5,000. My monthly rental already takes up half of my salary, I don’t have a girlfriend and is reprimanded by my superior every day. However, I feel very happy because there has been a new virtual game recently. In the game, I have a powerful bloodline. Not only do I have my own fleet, I even have a powerful overlord that granted me a colonized planet. Although I know this is fake, but inside there, I found the meaning of my life!
Actually...the overlord who gave him the planet really wanted to tell him that this game wasn’t fake. (You really have your own fleet and colonized planet…) but the overlord knew that he couldn’t say this. Because, once he said it, these subjects who thought of themselves as ‘players’, would definitely not be as terrifyingly hardworking as now!!


I have a bunch of players on Earth

Ptui! With this quality, it tastes terrible...


If it tastes bad, why are you still eating it?


Since you’re already here, are you going to return empty-handed?


F * ck these idiots jumping up and down, why are you jumping up and down? Hurry up and scatter the essence in your hands. After you finish eating, we’ll be on our way. Who the F * ck wants to see you guys jumping up and down like this. It’s so ugly, and it’s a bunch of F * cking old men jumping up and down...


A bunch of elves were grumbling, while those ignorant shamans were devoutly dancing their bodies.


Looking at these old shamans who were sweating profusely, little cabbage asked in a daze, “What’s the meaning of their dancing?”


Hearing this, the apprentice hurriedly said, “This is a priestess dance, the oldest Shaman Dance. It can communicate with Heaven and earth and please the gods.”


Chapter 365: Fragrant Breath!