To My Dear Mr. Huo - Chapter 284 - Encounter

Once upon a time, there lived a person consumed by the desire for revenge.After finally achieving his goal of seeking revenge against all of his enemies, he was ultimately sentenced to death. Though he accepted his punishment, he suddenly found himself standing in an unfamiliar and surreal place, as if caught in a hallucination during his final moments. As his consciousness began to fade, a distinct voice accompanied him and whispered—”Welcome to Hell!”

Having traveled to the Otherworld game for ten years, Li Ang, without any cheats or a wise mentor, fought his way to become the core support of the world's strongest Adventurer's Guild as an ordinary person, earning outstanding merit and being considered the cornerstone of the guild.However, after the team introduced a brand-new merit algorithm, he was defined as consuming resources without contributing and was directly 'optimized'.Ten years of effort went down the drain, and it was only then that the game system appeared in front of him.He decided to reorganize a highly professional and efficient Adventurer's Guild to return to the peak.“Yes, you're a founding member, but if veterans loaf off openly, how can we lead the group?”“The recent key tactics all revolve around my Support Magic—”“Yeah, which made everyone exhausted to death,” a member interrupted Li Ang's words.

Immortals, gods, demons, princes and generals; dragon girls hold lamps, and the cups hold the sea.

Wild foxes practice Zen, and fierce tigers realize Taoism; they swim in the North Sea in the morning, and go to Cangwu in the evening.

Immortals and gods survive, and demons establish a country.

These originally had nothing to do with Qi Wuhuo.

And Qi Wuhuo, who always saw square characters in his dreams, only thought about being able to participate in the spring test in the coming year.

Until when he was making yellow rice rice, an old man gave him a jade pillow, which made him have a long dream.

Huang Liang has a dream.

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Huang Liang awakened from his dream and broke his heart, and since then he has opened the door to practice.

The golden crow flies, and the jade rabbit leaves.

One grain of millet in the three realms, the dust of the mountains and rivers for several years.

Pass the sword leisurely through the downtown.

No one knows that I am a real fairy.

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