
Xianyu's Fantasy Group Daily Life
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[This is the counterattack daily life of a salty fish who is forced to pick up a golden finger, and works hard to set up a stall to make money and live a low-key life in the cracks of urban immortality, fantasy magic, and system tasks] While I was at home in college, I was bombarded with "telecom fraud" text messages every day. "Drink a glass of water and get a reward of 50." "Buy a book and get a reward of 300." Until I completed one casually - the bank card actually arrived. After being pulled into a strange group chat called "Utility Room", I realized that something was not right about the world. Some people in the group are cultivating immortals, some are rubbing fireballs, and some are flying with swords. And I, a newly graduated unemployed person, earn some living expenses by taking on weird tasks in the system. To cover it up, I set up a food stall in the college town. A little bit of special formula is added to the sour plum soup, and the braised sauce is treated with purification runes. Business is booming, and trouble is coming. During the day, I am a small stall owner. At night, I was casually exploring and using artifacts. My flying needle can only poke fruit, but it seems to be enough to deal with a few troublemakers. Oh, my life of lying down seems to be completely irreversible.
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