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... nothing in [Skills], so Ren Suo tried selecting [Attack].


The man’s health dropped by 15.


Then, the man used [Icy Wind], and the female shop owner’s health dropped by 175—she died.


The game screen returned to the world map and Ren Suo blinked. He had not finished processing what just happened in the game.


It was very obvious that the game did not encourage players to engage in fights with the ‘customers’. Instead, the game hoped that players would satisfy ...

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