The Female Fox Spirit Gets Spoiled by the Big Shot - Chapter 239: The Early Love Story of Little Lychee (2)

Year 2035. The virtual reality game, Warlord, changed the world. An Jaehyun was one of the many who wished to change his life through the game. After dedicating his life to the game, he was met with a betrayal. A betrayal by his comrades. As a result, he lost everything. But a chance was given to him. A chance to redo everything again! “I won’t play with others ever again. Whatever the outcome, I’ll show that I can do it alone.” Others rolled a dice to split the spoils of victory. An Jaehyun ate it all by himself. It was the start of An Jaehyun’s solo game life.

Lin Bei reentered the “Second World” and awakened an SSS-grade talent, the Unlimited Buff.

[Unlimited Buff: SSS-grade. The duration of the buffs that the player has received will not expire.]

With that, Lin Bei embarked on a path of god-sealing.

When he used a health potion, his health would permanently recover by 100 points every second.

When he used the Earth Escape Technique, he permanently gained the effect of Earth Escape.

When he used the Stealth Technique, he permanently gained the ability to stealthily move around.

When he used the Speed Scroll, his speed was permanently increased by 25%.

When he used the Berserk Spell, his critical rate increased by 30%, and his critical damage increased by 100% permanently.

“Hah! With this talent, the world is mine!”

“I’ll see you on the other side of the stars,” she whispered before breathing her last.

Let someone else go to war, you, lucky Austria, go get married! What the god of war can give you, the god of love can also give you.

The smoke of the Napoleonic Wars has dissipated, and the Vienna system that once brought peace to Europe is riddled with holes. Beneath the seemingly peaceful appearance, there is a vortex of the times with undercurrents, the tranquility before the storm.

The air is filled with the steaming mist of sweat, and the choking black smoke makes it hard to breathe. On the elegant dining table, a group of soldiers and fat men in suits are pushing each other, feasting on the feast called the world, hanging on the wall Van Gogh’s self-portrait with waltz in his ears.

Suddenly the music turned into a march, and the picture also turned to the battlefield. Soldiers marched in a neat line, walking towards the machine gun barbed wire.

A shell fell on the ground, and after the smoke passed, countless cavalry rushed to the artillery position.

Accompanied by a loud noise, a wooden plane flew close to the ground, then pulled up rapidly, broke through the clouds, and shone brightly.

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