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!

"Let's go then!" The deputy's tone grew even icier, and he decided it would be better to let this human suffer a bit before rescuing him…


Above the barren land, two motorcycles followed the same road back.


Looking at the distant area where the group of orc machete youngsters was still pinned to the ground, now almost motionless, the deputy ran excitedly towards it. Upon seeing the empty pole end, he exclaimed somewhat forlornly, "He's not here..."


Bai E stood to the side, surveying the orcs scattered all over the ground. These scrawny orc machete youngsters had lost their formidable regenerative abilities as orcs once the arrows had pierced the containers of fungal broth within them.


By now, they had already lost all signs of life.


But for them, to live was to fight, and there was no fear of death whatsoever.


Given time, these orc limbs scattered across the ground would be buried deep in the soil under nature's influence and would grow anew into a fresh batch of orc youngsters.


499 Are all their human generals so reckless?_2