Online Gaming: The Peerless Poison Lord
Chapter 242

Poor Miyamoto

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The massacre ended after just over ten minutes, because although the Japanese players shouted louder than anyone, they also ran faster than anyone.

When they saw Wu Shaozhen kill tens of thousands of people in just over ten minutes, all the Japanese players were scared out of their wits and fled.

There were too many of them for Wu Shaozhen to chase. Soon, the densely packed crowd had vanished, leaving only a few Japanese players who had failed to escape, whom he picked off one by one.

In just over ten minutes, Wu Shaozhen had killed forty to fifty thousand people, and his name had turned completely black as a result.

But Wu Shaozhen did not care. He had known from the moment he came to the Japan Server that his name would never stay white.

Looking at the equipment strewn across the ground, Wu Shaozhen went into a looting frenzy.

When it came to looting speed in Oracle, if Wu Shaozhen called himself second-best, no one would dare claim first. He was not only fast but precise, picking up only Gold equipment or better without sparing the rest a glance.

Ten minutes later, all the equipment had despawned. Unfortunately, the livestream had ended when the Japanese players fled, or who knew how many viewers would have been beating their chests in anguish.

He looked at the Heaven and Earth Ring, whose ten thousand slots were nearly half full. He had a whopping four to five thousand pieces of equipment, and apart from the two thousand or so pieces of level 60 and above equipment he had kept, everything else was Gold or better.

Hmm, the Heaven and Earth Ring will probably be full by the time this trip to Japan is over, Wu Shaozhen thought. *Then I'll have a

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