Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 315: Will
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 237: Good Things
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1156- Competition Speed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 936: A Struggle of Dao Orthodoxies
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1155- Splitting unhappily
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 9
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 611: Old Friends Don't Meet Often
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 236: Infiltration
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 314: What Kind of Kids Do You Teach?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1154- Not willing to accept being managed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 935: Release
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1153- Plant Master
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 8
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 610: Since Time Immemorial, the World Doesn't Change
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 313: Neighbourhood Committee
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 235: Deep Water
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1152- Final thing
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1151- Name your price
Under Jaki’s order, all of Northpeak Shaft’s ratmen raised their weapons, ready to pounce at the intruders to tear them apart.
Meanwhile, the players farming in the mining shaft remained oblivious to their movements. (T/N: Farming: repeatedly killing monsters to level up.)
Orcknight slew a cornered ratman, sliced off its tail with a dagger, and tied it around his ribcage.
“The tenth one! 1000 hell coins secured! Kakaka!”
Minowarrior, wielding a dagger and a shield, followed him as he cackled, “Work harder. You need ten more to get 50 contribution points.”
Orcknight: “Bloody hell! There’s still so much more to go?!”
Minowarrior: “You were off for too long. The ratmen were pretty easy to hunt at the start. It didn’t take me long to gather my twenty tails.”
He had long met the quest requirement of twenty tails and was only hanging around to accompany his good brother. Otherwise, he would have been mining alongside the other lifestyle gamers.
Mining a kilogram of coal or ore would also earn him 50 contribution points.
By clearing these two daily quests, they could earn a total of 100 contribution points. At this rate, they should be able to advance to Iron-tier in ten days and leap ahead of the others.
Orcknight cursed bitterly, “That accursed… Saint Sisto.”
Minowarrior burst into laughter as he asked a redundant question, “The one who punished you is the demon king. Why are you cursing Saint Sisto?”
Orcknight rolled his eyes. “None of your business! I’ll curse whoever I want!”
“Hahaha!”
Deciding not to tease his brother anymore, Minowarrior stepped forward with his shield in search of the next unlucky ratman.
All of a sudden, the two skeletons heard loud rumbles echoing from ahead. It sounded like an army of thousand cavalrymen was charging at them.
Orcknight’s lower jaw slackened as he stared at the pitch-black tunnel ahead of him in a daze. “What’s going on?”
Minowarrior noticed the commotion ahead, and his eyes narrowed.
“Bro, something is amiss…”
Going by gaming tropes, such an anomaly should have been a prelude t
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