Boom!
The blaring firearm blasted out light, as countless tiny steel beads were ejected from the barrel.
A plague-crazed lunatic was blown away, bleeding profusely on the ground after landing.
"It's your turn, brother, go get the kill reward."
Rotten Persimmon, busy reloading, lifted his eyelids and said to a God's Love teammate beside him.
"Thank you, Big Brother Rotten Persimmon."
The latter chuckled, and amidst the envious looks of others, he excitedly rushed forward, raised the kindling knife in his hand, and killed the plague-crazed lunatic.
Because of the team, the others also got a small share of the experience points.
"Big Brother Rotten Persimmon, we've been grinding here for several days, are we still going to continue?"
Someone asked.
"It feels like the number of 'plague-crazed lunatics' nearby has decreased, and they don't seem to respawn... With more and more newcomers in the town, this area will soon be out of monsters."
