[F*ck the system! It opened the spatial rift outside my territory. Just ten fucking kilometers away. There were level 15 scavenger crows inside! Those are level 15, top-tier soldiers!! How do I play?]
Other players continued to boast.
Some lucky people directly hit the jackpot and picked up the dragon's treasure when the rift opened, while some were unlucky, and monsters from other planes flooded them.
Tens of billions of players, all sorts of things happened.
Richard watched with relish. Idiot players were always unexpectedly funny.
He only closed the forum after 20 minutes.
He was happy, but he didn't see any substantial content.
At this stage, the players hadn't reached the level of exploring planes without restraint, although the strength of mainstream players had improved.
Most of the people's troop lairs were in the transition from rare to glorious, and their levels were around levels 8 to 12.
