Chapter 147 Exhibition (Part 2)_1

This game, this game, it's too much!

It's not fun at all, not fun at all!

Odeld's right hand firmly clutches the mouse, like a steel clamp holding it, making anyone give up on trying to move his hand from the mouse.

His gaze is fixed on the screen, not shifting at all, only occasionally blinking unconsciously. Most of the time, Odeld's eyes are even wider than usual.

He is cursing the game developers, and he absolutely won't give up.

He must kill that damn lion!

Yes, that lion must be killed, it's too awful.

Only two bullets left, each one is very crucial and can't be wasted at all.

This way of rebirth without resetting resources, after dying a few times, Odeld has gotten used to it. He's become more careful, more cautious, making his character lay prone in the grass, not moving at all as if he's experiencing it in person.

Cold sweat drips from Odeld's face, neck, hands, and pores while he focuses intently on the screen, staring at the lion's eyes.