Ten years have passed since the arrival of the Ten Thousand Realms Game Field.
Three thousand people in the school were transferred collectively.
Less than 30% are eligible to enter the game copy.
And I awakened the only Max-level profession [Entry Master].
Extract. Fusion. Bestow. Industrial three-piece suit?
And the binding is activated, the only Max-level talent [Guo Shi Wushuang].
The stronger the national destiny, the stronger I am. Professional effects amplifier?
Someone came from the military area.
The major general personally stood guard to benchmark the security level against the nuclear arsenal.
The major general grabbed my wrist and asked, "Can we mass-produce strong men?"
With a simple operation, using an ordinary Type 95 rifle, I typed in the "violent" entry, and with the blessing of the national fortune... The whiteboard turned green, and the values of the two entries were full.
Bang! One shot blasted out a hole as big as a basin.
The major general suppressed his excitement: "Realistic thermal weapons? Can you also transform them?"
I pointed to the obelisk: "General, the situation is too small. Did a green outfit scare you?"
"That broken monument determines our life and death, forcing us to be cannon fodder."
"From today on, my hands can turn a blank slate into a green suit, and tomorrow I can turn an F-class waste into an S-class boss."
"Give me time. Tanks and fighter jets are just the beginning. Aircraft carrier missiles are just the process. The most important weapon of the country is not unimaginable."
"The entry Industrial Revolution, do you understand?"
"Steel Torrent, do you want to know more?"
"What about the thermal weapons renaissance?"
Forget it... Just one sentence!
"I want a dragon country where everyone is like a dragon!"
