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At first, when Yang Tao got the unique “Lord” class in a virtual game, she didn't think much of it.
Every day, she happily built up her territory: constructing houses, recruiting NPCs, and stockpiling supplies!
She also gathered underlings and raised them:
Green-skinned goblins were hardworking and obedient!
Kobolds were loyal and strong fighters!
Every dwarf was a master smith!
As for the Hellfolk and the undead... Don't cause trouble! You're not hired!
Just as Yang Tao had built houses, opened a shop, and was getting ready to upgrade her territory,
the game suddenly informed her that she didn't have enough residents to meet the requirements.
Yang Tao: We're short on people! Residents wanted!
It wasn't until 30 days later, when the game went into “open beta,” that Yang Tao realized just how bad things had gotten.
The various mutated beasts and otherworldly monsters that had existed only in the game suddenly appeared on the streets, killing indiscriminately.
A prompt panel, the kind that only appeared in the game, popped up before Yang Tao:
[Open beta has begun. Would you like to teleport to your territory?]
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#10442224 Apartment Survival: With a Knife in Hand, I Fear Nothing
Jin Shiyue strongly suspected someone had set her up with pinpoint accuracy.
Otherwise, how could she have been working overtime one moment and woken up inside a perilous apartment survival instance the next?
She hadn't even figured out the survival rules before mutated monsters rushed straight at her, cutting off every escape route.
Nowhere to hide, nowhere to run, with desperation closing in: attack was the best defense.
She had thought that from then on, the mountains of corpses and desperate struggle for survival would be hers to face alone, fighting her way through one step at a time.
She never expected the greatest surprise this brutal trial had in store for her to be Bubble, a one-of-a-kind, loyal companion spirit.
Other players' companion spirits came equipped to deal damage, absorb hits, and stack buffs.
Hers could renovate and build, craft with expert skill, and secretly siphon a boss's stats on the side (not really).
At some point, word began to spread across the wasteland of a player who dared to settle outside the strongholds of the major factions and had survived wave after wave of monster raids at night.
Later, that lonely settlement on the wasteland became a small manor. They said it had all kinds of weapon and supply shops, and even offered custom furniture and traps.
In the end, being lucky enough to settle within ten li of the manor became such a coveted resource that all the top factions fought tooth and nail for it.
Everyone said Jin Shiyue had lucked into owning a sanctuary of her own.
Only she knew the truth:
That so-called sanctuary in a desperate world, that manor amid chaos, was never a lucky gift from heaven. It was the peace she had fought for herself, one knife swing and one brick at a time.
Theme: Be frugal and don't waste
Glass Rice: Huh? Brutal? Goblin? (Closes eyes and brags) Ah yes, the brutal goblin
Hahahahahahahaha, I saw that the lines were read to the panel 😆😆
What the hell, it ended suddenly... I wrote it very well, I was looking forward to it, but it ended. Shouldn't we go back to continue construction, discover the true form of the elves, and understand the various contents of the small world? Suddenly, after defeating a mini-boss, the mysterious man recovered with a wave of his hand??
Isn't it an infrastructure article? There is very little infrastructure content 💔
My spirit is so high, I thought I ordered a mage.
Hahahahaha, it hurts my friends, I mentioned it on purpose 😆
Hahahaha it's a bit funny 😆
What's the meaning? Didn't he listen to the explanation and ended up blaming the heroine for not explaining it clearly, or was he afraid that the money would be withheld and he had to leave immediately?