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Nalan Jie felt like dying after Nalan Hongwu slapped him on the head. What did I do wrong?
Why can’t I kill Andariel if I’m Level 2? He cried out in his head, No, I have to level up and become stronger, or else I will fall behind!
Three hours later…
The black-cloaked cultivator was more confused than ever. “It’s been so long. Why haven’t we heard anything?”
By this time, Nalan Jie had reached the Dark Wood. On the screen, humongous beasts were chasing him! The wild beasts were big in size, but they all ran like the wind. The one in the middle with grey and white fur, in particular, was faster than all the other ones!
Damn, I’m running out of stamina ! Nalan Jie suddenly realized as he saw that his stamina bar was nearly depleted.
Exhaustion suddenly overcame him, and he couldn’t run anymore!
The assassins had less HP, specialized in close-range combat, and ran out of stamina faster. Therefore, fast and ferocious beasts were their nemesis!
Nalan Jie’s character was immediately surrounded! Then, his screen went black!
With a screech, bloody letters appeared on his screen, [YOU HAVE DIED!]
I died, just like that? Nalan Jie stared at his screen, unwilling to accept the reality.
What am I supposed to do now? How can a person kill a monster like that? Nalan Ji sank into deep thought.
Suddenly, the communication jade on his waist vibrated.
“Hm?” He held it up and slapped his leg. I almost forgot about this!
Then, he sent them a message, “Come over!”
As soon as the cultivator in black saw the message, his expression darkened. “Let’s go! He sent us a message!”
A few minutes later, Fang Qi saw a cultivator wearing a black cloak viciously barge in along with two other men.
As soon as he saw Nalan Jie, he asked quietly, “Who should I kill?”
“Is someone causing trouble?” Fang Qi stood up from his chair.
“Kill?” Nalan Jie froze, “Help me kill the Treehead Woodfist! Sir, activate three more games for me!”
“Hm?” The three newcomers looked at Nalan Jie in surprise as if they had just saw a ghost. “Uh…what’s going on?”
Upon seeing that they were just customers, Fang Qi’s face twitched as he cursed in his head, Are they being bullied by the monsters? Why do they look so vicious? It’s just a game.
…
An Huwei and a team of elite soldiers walked up to the internet café. With him were two middle-aged cultivators; one of them was short and fat, and the other one was wearing a black robe.
“Brother An,” Bu Lei, the man in black, opened his mouth and said, “Is Diablo really that fun? Na… that person plays it as well?”
“Of course!” An Huwei laughed, “I played for six hours yesterday, I am already at level 4! I even obtained two yellow rare items!”
An Cheng who was following behind them felt speechless.
Ouyang Cheng said quietly, “Uncle An, we found a bunch of gold unique items already…”
“Shut up!” The short and fat cultivator immediately glared at him. “Listen to your uncle! What do you know?”
Ouyang Cheng: “…”
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Black Tech Internet Cafe System
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