Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1178- Shocking appearance: Luther People
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 20
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 34: New Map! The Underground Sewer and Slime!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 623: Old Friend From Younger Days
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3830: Traversing Through Outer Space
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
Shang Jing was still capable of demonstrating some virtuousness at the appropriate time. This was called giving someone a piece of candy after hitting him. It would double the effect.
“Ok.”
The bed was fitted with bright red bed sheets and two pillows. In the center of the headboard, there was a large ‘double happiness’ cutout.
After his shower, Shang Jing dressed himself in matching silk pajamas, immediately got into bed and wrapped himself up in the red comforter. With a thin crack in the blanket that exposed some of his pale and milky skin, he looked like a well-nourished peanut.
Only an experienced farmer like He Jiang could grow such an innocent and sweet peanut.
He Jiang shifted his gaze from him with difficulty and spread the white-and-black bed sheets on the floor. He would guard his field of peanut dutifully and not sneak a bite before it was ripe.
Shang Jing watched He Jiang set up the area. He leaned his chin on his hands at the edge of the bed and asked, “Am I really a noob in the game?”
He Jiang: “How many fingers do you need to play the piano?”
Shang Jing: “Ten.” With the use of pedals.
He Jiang: “How many fingers do you need to play the game?”
Shang Jing: “Two.” Thumbs.
He Jiang: “Then can’t you transfer two from what you use to play the piano to play the game? Let’s not talk about playing with four fingers, even three is better than two?
Shooting, moving, shifting the camera angle, three fingers was the minimum to do all those at once.
Shang Jing’s eyes widened with disbelief. “No, I can’t transfer them.”
He Jiang: “That’s what you said three years ago.”
Shang Jing: “There is definitely a way to succeed with two fingers. Hmph, I am sure I’ve won many matches in the past.”
He Jiang: “...”
Why wouldn’t he?
Every round, he would choose a remote area in the suburbs to land with Shang Jing and start collecting resources little by little. Whenever another player came into view, he would act as a human shield to distract the opponent while letting Shang Jing shoot from behind. This bodyguard playing style lasted till the ve
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