On the eve of the game's server shutdown, I casually spent all my resources on the most useless collection skill. I wanted to be a life player in the new server, but the national luck binding fell from the sky. When the chosen ones from other countries show off their skills with magic weapons to clear the rankings, I silently took out the black iron hoe: "Mining proficiency +1, gain a hundredfold increase in national luck..." They use krypton gold to farm my land, and they compete for hegemony and I raise pigs. The doomsday dungeon is coming and the dragon is annihilating the world. I calmly throw out the newly raised native pig. Demonic Dragon: "Wait a minute, why did your pig kill a group of demons with a breath of dragon breath?" The nations were shocked: "Quickly find out what the origin of that farmer is!"
