Chapter 118 (1/2)

”The locusts are dead! Great!”

At this moment, countless Indian people who witnessed the locust rain were pleasantly surprised and cheered.

They felt they saw a miracle and couldn't believe the picture in front of them.

If the gods did not come down to earth, who could solve the locust disaster that even the country could not solve?

”God must have saved us in the dark! Thank God, we were saved at last!”

Many people wept with joy. They knelt and kowtowed in the direction of the locust rain and thanked the God who saved them. They were very pious.

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[30, 29, 28...]

Looking at the countdown number in front of him, Lu Haoran knew that he didn't have much time for himself. Like Tan cliff, he quickly added all the attribute points he obtained to the spiritual power value.

When he entered the game yesterday, he briefly studied the addition of attribute points twice and found that the higher the character's level is, the greater the improvement will be obtained by adding an attribute point. For example, his current level is lv26. Adding an attribute point to his spiritual strength value is equivalent to adding ten years of spiritual strength accomplishments. Adding a second attribute point will add eleven years of accomplishments, Add the third attribute point, and you will have 12 years of cultivation.

By analogy, all 20 attribute points are added, and a total of about 500 years of accomplishments are added.

After adding the attribute points, Lu Haoran immediately began to buy the cultivation skills in the mall column. In this regard, he is the same as Tan cliff. He specializes in buying expensive skills. He doesn't look at the attribute introduction of the skills at all, showing the face of a nouveau riche.

The four seas and eight wastelands worth more than 20000 gold coins are self respecting. Buy it!

He bought the free law worth more than 50000 gold coins!

What else is there? The Dharma of becoming a saint, the great barren Sutra, the eight door dunjia, and Tiangang Dao are all in his pocket.

When the gold coins were almost spent, the countdown on the light curtain was just over.

The familiar sense of soul pulling away came, and Lu Haoran fell into darkness.

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Tan cliff and Lu Haoran opened their eyes at the same time, and the familiar scene of Internet cafes came into view.

They wear headphones, hold the mouse in their right hand and float their left hand on the keyboard. It seems that they have maintained this posture of playing games for a long time.

The pictures displayed on the two screens are different. The screen picture of Tan cliff is a boundless chaotic sea, and Lu Haoran's screen picture is a fragmented relic space. After the death of the locust God, his relic has no divine support and automatically falls into a state of collapse.

[despicable hanger, you have cleared the game. You'd better not see me next time.]

The same caption appears on their screens, and then the screen jumps to the shutdown step automatically.

Tan cliff and Lu Haoran looked at each other, and they both saw a surprised look in each other's eyes.

Better not see you next time?

Is this what the domain owner conveys to himself? He doesn't want them to come to him next time?

Then, they noticed the leftover drink bottle next to them, and their expression immediately became more complicated.