The Unsealed Secret Tome

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...)
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Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high!

"The door is open," Zero reported with swift efficiency. After opening the gates, he first scanned the interior of the information base, discovering that, aside from some devices he couldn't understand, there was no threat of any independently thinking intelligent mechanisms. Therefore, he returned immediately to inform the others.


"Hmm," Bai E nodded, quietly watching the timer on his wrist, unhurried to deal with the base's affairs.


Only Bai E possessed the technical skills to integrate the information base with the human internet network within the team. Zero, still new to learning, hadn't yet managed to handle the complex, cutting-edge technology from the Golden Age.


But connecting to the network took time, and Bai E was uneasy with the possibility of the white-haired captain resurrecting when not within his sight.


After all, the white-haired captain's ability to resurrect over and over was far more critical.


337, I killed...