"Hun… Hundred kills!"
The next morning, one of the workers in the Battle Simulation Training Center opened the door. He saw that Lu Benwei's kill count stopped at "100" and blinked in disbelief.
"A hundred kills. When we left last night, he was at fifty kills. After one night, he had killed another fifty?"
After rubbing his eyes and making sure it was not a dream, the staff member's mouth was wide open. His eyes were as dull as a marionette as he stood in place.
At this time, other staff members came to the battle simulation training room one after another. Their reactions were exactly the same as the staff member who had arrived first.
"Hundred kills?!"
"How is that possible?"
"Did this kid not rest all night?"
Some people were so shocked that their mouths were agape.
"No, he didn't rest since yesterday morning until he completed his hundred kills," someone checked the recorded data and said in shock.
