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!

Four off-road vehicles crisscrossed aimlessly across the wilderness; Bai E sat in the original special forces vehicle, with You driving. With a touch of confusion in his voice, You asked, "Captain, where exactly are we headed?"


Bai E was examining the electronic map in his hand and casually replied, "For now, just follow them."


Mingle with them; maybe by their side, he could find the bait he had thrown out.


In the leading vehicle, the driver-soldier sneered at the vehicle lagging at the end as seen through the rearview mirror, with a hint of disdain in his eyes, "Going out to find supplies like headless flies, they won't find shit!"


"Exactly! It's probably just about yielding to pressure, having to do something proactive to show that they're actually busy," his co-driver added supportively.


490 Night Raid