I added mushrooms for you.

From that day on, secret realms descended upon the world.
Bizarre creatures cried out for nourishment, and strange rules lay in wait for the fortunate.
These individuals were lured by supernatural abilities and treasures, entering the game for wealth and power.
Yet soon, they would go mad with the roles they played, consumed by the savagery.
But he was different, always relishing the thrill of fear, savoring the joy of despair.
In the razor-sharp twists of fate, "Fantastic, thrilling!" he exclaimed.
Then he turned around, smiling and even more expectant—
Striding towards hell.
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March Into Hell

Xin Hai City western expressway's service road saw a black figure speeding swiftly on a motorcycle.


Through his earphones, a pointer was introducing the freshly revealed craftsman information to him, and as Li Qingming listened, he inevitably pedaled faster.


Although his body had yet to recover from last night's excursion into the Secret Realm, time waits for no one, and his craftsman career had to commence immediately.


Apparently, being a craftsman was a role highly reliant on Inspiration; the maximum amount of Inspiration one could use per day was the limit for growth. Using it to dismantle Magical Artifacts was a waste and had to be swiftly employed in crafting.


From the pointer's introduction, the cost of this affair was far greater than Aiko had predicted.


266 Never forget why you started