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

"However, asking this question wasn't really about harassing Jiang Weijiang. It was mainly because he was indeed facing a crisis of inspiration shortage."


"Previously, during Lin Huan's crisis, he had no choice but to use the Curse Nozzle and took pills from the Delusion Medicine Box to refill his inspiration. Though he still had a decent amount, it would run out after assembling a few Magical Artifacts, especially when facing challenging tasks like the [King Insect Gland]."


"Moreover, the craftsman had clearly stated in the blueprint that one must first practice constructing Magical Artifacts with insect bodies to be sufficiently familiar before taking on the King Insect Gland. This process would undoubtedly consume a lot of inspiration."


"So, it wouldn't matter whether it was Jiang Weijiang or Soldier Immortal Qin Qingfeng. At this moment, Li Qingming would inevitably need to snatch."


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