If I Could Make the Overworld Real Too

"Wait, this... holy shit!?"

Watching Age Books rain down around Alex like crazy, Fang Mo was honestly stunned silly. He stood there frozen for a good long while.

In the end, he had no idea what to say. He merely opened his mouth on instinct. "Huh?"

But Alex had not noticed Fang Mo. She was still repeatedly raising her hand to punch the strange block in front of her until she ran out of leather. Only when she planned to head back to the warehouse for more did she turn around and spot Fang Mo in the distance.

"You..."

"Holy shit, you're amazing."

Before Alex could finish, Fang Mo practically flew over. He stared at the Age Books on the ground, his eyes practically glowing. "How the hell did you do this? What kind of machine is this? Did you exploit Khaos? Is this item duping? Can you dupe some other stuff for me?"

"Could you... calm down first?"

Alex was clearly startled by Fang Mo. "These were made through legitimate processes, not Khaos exploits."

"Huh? Not an exploit?"

Fang Mo was somewhat disappointed upon hearing that.

"It seems like you can't exploit Khaos in this MC world." Alex casually placed a Chest on the ground, seemingly sorting through her items. "I tested several serious glitches before, but every one of them failed... Looks like reality and games really are different. Your world must have been fully patched. It's practically perfect."

"Is that so?"

Fang Mo nodded subconsciously. "Then perhaps we should call it the Perfect World..."

"Making references all the time will only ruin you."

Alex casually mocked him while sorting her inventory. Before long, empty slots appeared in her inventory, and the surrounding Age Books were instantly absorbed into her body.

"Fine, fine, I won't make references for