The next day, when Xiao Jie entered the game again, the wreckage from yesterday's battle had completely vanished from the village as if nothing had happened, leaving behind only the noticeably fewer villagers and a few houses still awaiting repair, making it clear to Xiao Jie that the great battle had indeed taken place.
Xiao Jie couldn't wait to open his backpack and check the spoils he had obtained the day before.
Especially the Asura Ghost Mask, this was his first piece of Purple Equipment and held significant sentimental value. It was a grim mask of an Evil Ghost with sharp fangs and a Ghost Eye between its brows. It had to be said, it looked quite imposing.
He put it directly on his head and dragged the equipment skills to the shortcut bar, feeling instantly much more powerful.
As he walked down the streets of the village, he suddenly heard the voices of villagers greeting him.
"Good morning, Young Master Hidden Moon."
Huh, when did I become Young Master Hidden Moon?
