I Created the Myth of the Old Ones
Chapter 737

716. Bountiful Harvest

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Everyone was eagerly awaiting the qualifications for the second round of testing recruitment.

Although it had only been three days since the first closed beta began, thanks to the publicity from all the closed-beta players, Cage had already become the benchmark for games in the new era.

A game's quality couldn't necessarily be accurately reflected by the developer's advertising or the media's reviews.

But players' word of mouth couldn't be faked.

Games with mixed reviews and games that received universal praise clearly had different levels of appeal to players.

Not to mention that Lu Ban had never disappointed anyone before.

The outstanding quality of Soul Summoning Night itself had only made people look forward to this even more.

If one had to put it into words, Soul Summoning Night had left people feeling more unsatisfied than amazed.

It was like giving everyone a pastry. The pastry was fragrant and delicious, breathtakingly beautiful, but the problem was that it was gone in a single bite. It simply wasn't enough.

As for Cage, judging from what the closed-beta players had mentioned so far, it wasn't a single pastry at all. It was a feast of land and sea, a lavish banquet so enormous that even after eating until one was stuffed, one might not have gotten through half of it.

It wasn't a game, but a world.

After three days of closed beta, the Night Country the players had explored consisted of only a small town with a few hundred inhabitants and the surrounding forest. It was even smaller than a somewhat large university campus.

In this world, the players could do whatever they wanted.

Some people farmed, working hard every day and waiting for the harvest.

Others picked up weapons and hunted in the forest, going from "every monster in this

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