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!

Yueying parted her legs in front of Bai E.


Her petite figure directly straddled Bai E's embrace, with eyes that held a hint of shyness and active passion, gazing upward like a kitten into Bai E's eyes.


With arms as white as jade caressing from the chest upward, gently brushing over her body, the touch left tingling sensations in its wake.


Desire is of course not indulged in among the Elf Race, but the sparsely populated elves still need to focus on the continuation of their lineage.


Due to their unique and powerful physiological makeup, the birth of their offspring is particularly challenging.


Not only is conceiving difficult, but before the actual birth of their young, both parents need to periodically replenish genetic material.


Yet, with the elves' incredibly sensitive constitution, even the simplest touch can evoke far more stimulation than humans could feel, let alone the full-bodied pleasure of love.


516, try again