Worldwide Class Change: Got A Frost Fruit On My Fishing Pole On Day One - Chapter 112 - New Skill, Battlefield

Every player had the same starting resources.Everyone could choose to explore 10 rooms every day. One room could be dangerous while the other might contain resources.Players must do everything they could to survive.After he finished reading the instruction, Li Zheng heard a voice next to him. “Selecting a random daily reward…”“Congratulations. You have obtained a silver chest that contains a silver-grade blueprint for the Ordinary Detector, and a few other resources.”“Congratulations. You have obtained a bronze chest that contains a bronze-grade blueprint for the Air Purifier, and a few other resources.”“Congratulations. You have obtained a platinum chest that contains platinum-grade blueprints for the Ionized Knife, Intermediate-grade Genetic Cultivation Liquid, and TJP Shield, and many other resources.”“Congratulations. You have obtained a hyper legendary chest that contains…”Li Zheng looked at the colorful chests in front of him and grinned.

She and the blind date met man get married soon. She did not expect that the "ordinary" new husband turned out to be the CEO of the company she worked for.

In the King’s game, the [King]’s order is absolute and has the power to create rules. As the owner of a special physique, Gu Huai was selected by the system to participate in the game.

If he wanted to boss around, he could do whatever he wanted. I would continue to farm, but if he tried to attack me, then he would not live to see another day.

Zhao Hai was a shut-in until he was transmigrated to another world with a farm and taken over the body of a fallen noble. The land that the noble had was one that could not grow anything. He also had a fiance who was the heir to a principality. To make matters even worse, he was talentless in martial arts and magic where he couldn’t even learn both.

“So what if I can’t do magic? I have my farm. Let’s see you try and attack me! I’ll let my bugs out to devour all of your military rations! I’ll put pesticides in your water source and grow weeds on your land! Let’s see you try and attack me after that!”

“What? You’ll hire assassins to kill me? Try and do that when I’m hiding inside my farmhouse. Once that is over, I’ll rid your country of all your food sources! Your citizens will come after you instead of you coming after me!”

The shut-in had a slightly foul personality. This is a story of how he, and his farm, became a nightmare to the people of a world of swords and magic.