Inside the Guild Hall of Sword City, the three weary people were eating breakfast from this world, something similar to toast. It wasn't delicious, but for the exhausted trio, the taste was quite good.
Accompanied by Chen Yu's homemade walnut soy milk, it made for a decent breakfast.
The task targets were particularly noteworthy for players like them who focused on combat.
The most dangerous of them was the three-headed dragon, which was thoroughly restrained by He Feng's sequence. The remaining task targets were simply crushed by the players' attributes.
They were tired from traveling.
Last night, the three had run hundreds of kilometers in the pitch-black forest. Even as players, they felt exhausted.
"I broke three motorcycles." Jiangshan stared at the dark circles around his eyes and said, "The fine quality tires were all crushed. In the end, I had to walk back on foot. I even had to carry someone. It was exhausting."
