Global Delta Force: Mai Xiaowen Begs Me to Stop Touching Her

[Apocalypse + Delta Force Game + Microgram] Shen Mo was playing a late-night raid run in Space City when a bridge-camping player blew him away with a cannon. His heart condition flared up, and when he opened his eyes again, he had been pulled into a postwar wasteland world as a player in a survival game for all. Resources were depleted, order had collapsed, and monsters roamed everywhere. Players could only huddle in the shelters issued to them by the System and scrape by. To survive, they had to use the Delta Force Action wristbands provided by the System to enter the dangerous Warfire Zone, scavenge supplies, earn Haavk Coins, and upgrade their shelters. From the start, Shen Mo drew the [Lucky Hand] skill. Not only did it increase his drop rate, but as long as he kept feeling around, his luck would stack up and earn him a wealth of rewards. “How much longer do I have to feel around?” Mai Xiaowen huddled on the shelter bed, the tips of her ears turning red as she muttered softly.