I'm at Level 30, But I Can Slay Level-9999 Beasts in One Hit! - Chapter 205: The Realm of Death

This is a story about the protagonist getting the system, going crazy in the biochemical apocalypse, producing aircraft and tanks, destroying zombies, saving good people and killing bad people.

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My brother* and I, from elementary school to university, had grown up together. We didn’t just get into the same degree, we’re also sharing the same dormitory room.

Zhao Yesui runs a private custom shop, and his job is to customize death for others.

On a certain day of a certain year, when he customized an exclusive death for a customer as always, he found himself involved in a game of death with no end in sight.

What surprised Zhao Yeshi even more was that, unlike other players, he seemed to be able to extract identities in the game?

However, as he extracted more and more identities, trouble also followed.

The NPCs in the game… chased after him in reality.

Not only that, but many of his identities are also known to everyone by word of mouth.

Such as Legendary Investigator, Unthinking Juggernaut, Archon of Fantasy Kingdom, Lord of Steam, Weaver of Fate, Loving Father, Lord of Death and Soul, etc.

And those women with prestigious titles also followed, the queen of the fantasy country, the ruling angel who called herself a bad woman, the immortal of Shenzhou who inherited the precious blood…

In this regard, Zhao Yejia could only deny it righteously, and packed up and ran away to escape the end of his own blood.

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Blue Learley, a seventeen-year-old girl, lived in a small town with her parents and two brothers. Everything was going as usual until that fateful night when her life changed forever. Demetrius Easton, the merciless werewolf king, got his eyes on her and wanted her as his bride. When her own parents sold her to him, she had no way of escaping him and no one to turn to for help.***“I don’t want to stay away for too long. Sometimes I fear the bird might fly away.”“The bird doesn’t have a home. The outside world is dangerous for it. And besides, the bird has already found its freedom inside,” I said. “The bird won’t fly away.”‘So you don’t have to cut its wings since it did not grow them in the first place. It’s okay. The bird likes the cage anyway.’